High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 391 The Ultimate Saint, Qin Feng's Revenge! Knocking on the Divine Gate!
When the [Khorne's Blood Sacrifice Beacon] went out, Qin Feng did not feel the relief he had expected. Instead, he felt a deeper, more profound weariness that came from the depths of his soul.

Ten thousand years of escape kept him on edge, pushing every nerve to its limit and exhausting every bit of his potential.

Although he survived and honed his fighting instincts to the extreme in this baptism of blood and fire, his foundation in the path of sainthood was riddled with tiny cracks due to countless serious injuries and extreme pressure.

He was like a peerless weapon, newly forged and untempered, thrown into the most brutal battlefield, its sharpness fully revealed, yet harboring hidden dangers.

He needs time.

After another six months of chaotic spatial jumps, confirming that no divine sense could track him, Qin Feng finally chose a place called "Epoch Cemetery" as his place of seclusion.

This is one of the oldest and most desolate areas in the Endless Sea.

Legend has it that the last remnants of several long-extinct cosmic eras drifted here, forming an "absolute void" zone where even light and laws have completely died.

There are no resources here, no living beings. For a Saint Realm expert, this is a "desolate prison" that is more terrifying than any other forbidden land.

But for Qin Fen, this was the perfect sanctuary.

He sat cross-legged at the core of an epochal remnant, a "dead singularity" of extremely high density that even holy power could not penetrate.

He merged his own aura with this eternal stillness, completely "disappearing" from the causal dimension of the universe.

The retreat has begun.

In the first thousand years, Qin Feng neither cultivated nor refined any treasures. He was merely "organizing" his energy.

He replayed every battle and every life-or-death moment over the past ten thousand years in slow motion billions of times in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

He saw the ingenuity of the "Thousand-Handed Dharma Form" causal network, the mystery of the "Shadowless Saint Lord's" spatial traversal, and the grandeur of the "Boundless Space-Time Sealing Array" jointly set up by hundreds of saints.

These enemies, who were once deadly threats, have now become his best "teachers".

He dismantled, analyzed, and absorbed their sacred laws one by one with his own [Ultimate Divine Light], and then used them as nourishment to integrate them into his own "Ultimate Sacred Path".

His path to sainthood is centered on "limits," embracing all things and encompassing all. This pursuit that lasted for ten thousand years inadvertently provided him with the universe's most advanced "repository of laws."

In the second millennium, he began to heal himself.

The cracks in his sacred body slowly healed thanks to the powerful self-healing ability of the [Primordial Limit Body]. The damage to his divine soul was replenished by some soul-path treasures he had obtained after slaying his pursuers.

More importantly, he began to truly and systematically "introspect" the power he had gained after advancing to the Saint Realm.

【Ultimate Divine Light】.

This is no longer a simple attack method, but a kind of "authority." A supreme authority to define, rewrite, and erase the underlying logic of the universe.

When one thought arises, all things arise.

When a single thought vanishes, the concept collapses.

He began to try more refined operations. For example, he used divine light to endow an ordinary rock with the concept of "eternity"; or he used divine light to erase the concept of "speed" from a ray of light, making it stand still in the void.

This is an experience akin to being a "creator".

In the third millennium, Qin Feng's injuries were fully healed, and his foundation was rebuilt to an unprecedented level of stability. His aura became even more restrained than before his escape, a tranquility born of returning to simplicity.

He stood atop the deadly singularity, and with each blink of his chaotic eyes, the deathly laws of the entire Epoch Cemetery resonated with and submitted to him.

Although his cultivation level has not improved at all, he is still in the initial stage of the Saint Realm.

However, his combat strength is vastly different from that of three thousand years ago.

"A delay of thirteen thousand years..."

Qin Feng muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"It's time to go back."

His goal has never changed.

The scattered treasures of the Endless Sea are ultimately rootless duckweed. Only the Seventy-Two Divine Gates are the staircases leading to the ultimate secrets of this universe.

He wanted to go back and continue his unfinished journey.

He wanted to go back, settle old scores with those so-called geniuses, and start a new "battle".

Qin Feng took a step forward, his figure merging directly into the void.

A Saint Realm expert can now initially ignore the spatial barriers of the Divine Gate. Instead of returning to the forty-fifth level, he relied on his perception of the laws of the Divine Gate to directly tear through space and descend to a higher level.

When Qin Feng opened his eyes again, he was already in the fifty-second level—[Sea of ​​Illusions].

There is no land here, only an endless sea of ​​mist radiating seven-colored light. This sea is not made of water, but is woven from pure spiritual energy and the laws of illusion. Any living being that steps into it will be instantly dragged into the deepest illusion of inner demons, and eternally condemned.

At this moment, a hunt is taking place on an isolated island in the center of the sea, formed from crystallized spiritual energy.

Dozens of creatures resembling vultures, but wreathed in black soulfire, surrounded three trembling alien prodigies. These creatures were the infamous soul-path predators of the universe—the [Netherfire Vultures], and the leader was enormous, its aura clearly at the Saint Realm.

"Hand over the 'Nine Apertures Soul-Nourishing Jade,' or your souls will become our feast," the Netherfire Vulture Saint uttered with a sharp and icy divine thought.

The three trapped prodigies were deathly pale. One of them clutched a piece of shimmering white jade that seemed to breathe with life, his eyes filled with despair. That "Nine Aperture Soul-Nourishing Jade" was the ultimate reward of this trial, a supreme treasure capable of transforming even the soul of a saint.

Just then, Qin Feng appeared without warning at the edge of the isolated island.

His appearance did not cause any spatial fluctuations, as if he had always been standing there.

"Another one coming to die?" The Netherfire Vulture Saint noticed Qin Feng, a hint of disdain flashing in his crimson eyes. "A mere human dares to covet this place? Get lost!"

Qin Feng ignored him; his gaze remained fixed on the "Nine Apertures Soul-Nourishing Jade" the entire time.

His soul was severely damaged during his millennia-long escape; this item will be of great use to him.

"It seems you don't understand what I'm saying."

Enraged that Qin Feng ignored him, the Netherfire Vulture Saint opened its massive maw, and a black soul fire capable of annihilating souls shot towards Qin Feng like an arrow.

Faced with an attack powerful enough to make even a Saint of the same level change color, Qin Feng didn't even lift an eyelid.

He simply raised his right hand slightly.

There was no earth-shattering energy burst, not even a ray of light.

An invisible, imperceptible "will" instantly enveloped the entire area.

【Ultimate Divine Light: Concept Rewriting】

In his heart, Qin Feng gave this space a new "definition":
"The concept of 'soul' does not exist here."

In an instant, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

The black soul fire that shot towards Qin Feng mysteriously extinguished and dissipated in mid-air, because its target—the "soul"—had disappeared from the level of rules.

Immediately afterwards, the dozens of arrogant Netherfire Vultures, including the Saint Realm leader, began to tremble violently. Their bodies, composed of soulfire, were rapidly becoming dim and transparent.

"No... my power... my existence..." The Saint of the Netherfire Vulture let out a terrified roar, but no sound came out.

Because they lack the "soul" as a vessel, their very existence becomes a paradox.

Puff puff……

Like a burst bubble, dozens of Netherfire Vultures, along with the Saint Realm expert, were silently and completely annihilated and returned to nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Instant kill.

It even surpasses the speed of instant kill.

This is a kind of "erasure" from the root of logic.

The three surviving alien prodigies were completely terrified. They stared blankly at Qin Feng, as if looking at an indescribable monster.

Qin Feng slowly stepped forward and, under the terrified gaze of the prodigy, took the "Nine Apertures Soul Nourishing Jade" from his hand.

From beginning to end, he did not glance at the three prodigies even once.

He walked to the other side of the island, sat down cross-legged, and pressed the Soul Jade directly into his brow in front of them.

A surge of powerful and pure soul energy instantly flooded his sea of ​​consciousness, beginning to nourish his soul, which was somewhat weary from ten thousand years of battles.

His abilities are steadily improving.

However, his level of attainment remained at the initial stage of sainthood.

His foundation is so deep that the energy he needs is a bottomless pit.

After spending several years refining the Soul Jade, Qin Feng's spiritual power surged by more than 30%, his thoughts becoming clearer and more unhindered. He directly tore through space and headed to the next level that interested him.

Level 58, [Star Forge].

This is a challenge formed from the core of a supermassive star. The gravity here is billions of times stronger than outside, and the temperature is high enough to instantly melt a sacred body. This challenge tests the sheer strength of the physical body.

The reward for this level—the [Primordial Dragon Marrow Gold Crystal]—is a top-tier divine object for tempering the physical body.

When Qin Feng arrived, the battle had already ended.

A giant ape, standing tens of thousands of feet tall, covered in dark golden fur, and exuding an extremely ferocious aura, was standing on the corpse of a Saint Realm expert whose original appearance was no longer recognizable, and roaring to the sky.

"Who else?!"

Its sound was like billions of thunderclaps exploding, making the entire star furnace buzz.

This is the strongest prodigy of the [Star Skeleton Tyrant Ape] clan, known as the "Tyrant Ape King," a peak saint who has reached the pinnacle of body refinement. His saintly body is so strong that he dares to confront a saint king's weapon with his bare hands.

At this moment, he was playing with a fist-sized golden crystal that seemed to be made of pure dragon-shaped lightning in his hand, which was the [Primordial Dragon Marrow Golden Crystal].

Qin Feng appeared at the edge of the furnace; the terrifying high temperature and gravity felt like a gentle breeze to him.

The Tyrant Ape King's enormous, bell-like eyes locked onto him instantly. He grinned, revealing his gleaming white fangs: "Another one who's not afraid of death? Human? Your body isn't even big enough to fill a gap between my teeth."

Qin Feng didn't say anything, but simply stretched out his hand and made a "take it" gesture.

"court death!"

The Tyrant Ape King was completely enraged. What he hated most was being treated with such contempt.

He didn't use any fancy techniques; he simply threw a punch.

This punch triggered the gravity laws of the entire Star Furnace, condensing into a tangible golden fist imprint powerful enough to pulverize galaxies, which hurtled toward Qin Feng at a speed exceeding the speed of light.

Faced with this pure and extreme "force," Qin Feng remained unmoved.

He simply raised his eyes and calmly looked at the earth-shattering fist imprint.

【Ultimate Divine Light - Law Reorganization】.

In his view, the indestructible holy body of the Tyrant Ape King and its domineering and unparalleled fist power were all composed of countless basic physical laws and laws of power.

What he needs to do is very simple.

Find the core principles that constitute "solidity" and "strength," and then... swap them.

hum-

An invisible wave, mediated by Qin Feng's gaze, instantly acted upon the Tyrant Ape King.

The next second, the savage grin on the Tyrant Ape King's face froze.

He was horrified to discover that his once-proud and indestructible body was becoming "fragile" in an incomprehensible way.

The power of his punch became as "soft" as cotton.

But his punches were too fast to retract.

Then, in the dead silence of the entire audience, a horrifying scene unfolded.

That golden fist, powerful enough to shatter stars, disintegrated and shattered in mid-air the instant it was launched, transforming into the most basic energy particles.

Immediately afterwards, his towering holy body disintegrated inch by inch, from his fists to his arms and then to his torso, shattering into pieces.

He was like a giant made of sand, blown away by the wind he himself created with his punch.

"No...my body..."

These were the last words the Tyrannosaurus Rex left in this world.

He never understood until his death why his strongest "spear" shattered his strongest "shield".

Qin Feng stepped forward slowly and caught the intact [Primordial Dragon Marrow Golden Crystal] amidst the swirling golden dust.

Without even glancing at the Tyrant Ape King that had turned to ashes, he tossed the golden crystal into his mouth and crunched it like a candy bean.

The pure power of the Primordial Dragon Marrow surged into his limbs and bones, making his [Primordial Limit Body] even more refined. Deep within every cell, an immortal golden essence was imprinted.

Their strength has been enhanced once again.

The realm remained completely still.

The continuous plundering and refining caused Qin Feng's strength to increase exponentially. He no longer needed to overcome each level one by one as before, but instead directly chose the levels that were useful to him and offered top-tier rewards.

His next target is level sixty-three, [Heavenly Weaving Workshop].

This is one of the most mysterious challenges in the universe, rumored to have been left behind by an ancient god who controlled destiny. The entire challenge is a vast workshop woven from countless threads of cause and effect, fate, and law, testing the challenger's understanding of "heavenly secrets" and "destiny."

The reward for this level is a fragment of a stone tablet called the "Myriad Paths Law Tablet".

It is said that it contains the original runes of three thousand sacred paths.

When Qin Feng arrived, the [Ten Thousand Paths Law Stele] was quietly floating in the center of the weaving workshop, with no one around.

However, Qin Feng's Saint Realm Divine Sense could clearly perceive that behind the countless overlapping and intertwined lines of cause and effect, there was an extremely cold and eerie aura hidden.

This is a trap.

Qin Feng paid no attention to this and walked straight toward the stele.

Just as his finger was about to touch the stele, the enemy hidden in the shadows finally made his move.

There was no attack, no murderous intent.

Only a jet-black "curse causal line" shot out from the back of the stele, silently wrapping around Qin Feng's holy soul.

This was a deadly trap set up by the "Cursed Saint" of the Thousand-Faced Cult. He knew Qin Feng was powerful and had no chance of winning in a direct confrontation. Therefore, he spent a thousand years of effort weaving a "Fate-Defying Curse Killing" technique here.

Once Qin Feng touches the law tablet, this curse will follow the causal line and directly attack Qin Feng's past, present, and future, completely obliterating his "destiny" itself.

“They’ve taken the bait…” The Cursed Saint chuckled silently to himself.

However, the black line of cause and effect stopped an inch away from Qin Feng's brow.

It wasn't that it was blocked, but rather that it seemed to have crashed into an invisible, absolutely insurmountable wall.

Qin Feng slowly turned his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through countless threads of cause and effect, directly locking onto the true location of the Cursed Saint.

"Manipulating cause and effect?"

A mocking smile appeared on Qin Feng's lips.

"In front of me?"

【Ultimate Divine Light: Tracing Cause and Effect】.

Qin Feng didn't even need to make a move.

His holy path is itself the "limit," the "end," and the "absolute result" that transcends all cause and effect.

Any attempt to attack him using cause and effect will be automatically "rebounded" by his holy way.

The black curse causal line returned along its original path at a speed ten thousand times faster than it had come!
Moreover, Qin Feng's ultimate divine light was attached to it, giving it the attribute of "erasure".

"No!! How is this possible!!"

The cursed saint, hidden deep within another dimension, let out a terrified scream.

He saw the curse line that was supposed to kill Qin Feng, carrying a terrifying power that he could not understand or resist, instantly pierce through all his defenses and directly penetrate his sacred soul's origin.

The next second, his existence was completely erased from the level of "cause".

Not only did he disappear, but all traces he left in this universe, all memories and causes related to him, were also wiped out at this moment.

It's as if there was never a person in this world called "Ju-on Saint".

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He picked up the [Ten Thousand Paths Law Tablet], swept it with his divine sense, and all three thousand sacred runes were imprinted in his mind.

He did not try to understand it.

Instead, it directly activated the [Ultimate Divine Light] to forcibly decompose and absorb the fundamental laws represented by these runes, transforming them into building blocks to strengthen its own "Ultimate Sacred Path".

His inner strength became increasingly unfathomable.

And he seemed to be getting further and further away from the threshold of the next realm.

……

After absorbing all the fundamental laws of the [Myriad Laws Stele], Qin Feng's "Ultimate Sacred Path" became increasingly unfathomable. He seemed to have become a self-consistent miniature universe, with countless laws arising and ceasing within him, yet ultimately returning to the ultimate unity of "limit".

Without pausing, he tore through space and headed towards his next pre-selected target.

Level 68, [Myriad Star Domain].

This is a strange cosmic space, in which billions of "law stars" of various shapes float. Each star represents a concrete manifestation of a cosmic law, from the most basic elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, to the more profound concepts of time, space, causality, and destiny. The ultimate reward for this level is a wondrous object called the [Primal Star Core], which is said to contain primordial information from the very beginning of a universe's birth.

When Qin Feng arrived, the [Original Star Core] was quietly suspended in the center of the star field, emanating a breathtaking aura of creation.

Before the star core stood a figure.

It was a strange being clad in a white robe, whose eyes seemed to hold the birth and death of countless stars. It was not of flesh and blood, but rather a form woven from countless streams of information and threads of cause and effect. This was an extremely rare race in the universe—the Thousand-Eyed Heavenly Silkworm Clan, born with the ability to perceive the secrets of heaven and manipulate cause and effect.

"You've finally arrived, Qin Feng."

The sage did not turn around; his voice was calm, as if he had been waiting there for a long time. He was the strongest of this clan—the [Heavenly Mystery Sage].

Qin Feng stopped a kilometer away, his chaotic eyes revealing no emotion: "You were waiting for me?"

"Of course." The Celestial Sage slowly turned around, his eyes, composed of information, reflecting Qin Feng's figure and the intricate trajectory of fate behind him. "I have been divination here for three thousand years. I have seen your past, that pursuit that lasted for ten thousand years; I have also seen your present, that unfathomable strength that even I cannot fully comprehend."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of confident certainty: "I've also seen that your purpose in coming here is for this [Original Star Core]."

Qin Feng did not deny it, but simply looked at him calmly.

"I know I can't kill you," the Celestial Sage frankly admitted, which slightly surprised Qin Feng. "Your Sacred Path has transcended conventional laws of offense and defense, reaching the level of 'concept.' Any attack aimed at you will be eradicated at its root. Therefore…"

He spread his arms, and the laws and stars of the entire Myriad Phenomena Starfield lit up at that moment. Countless causal threads spread out from his body, closely connecting with this world.

"I don't intend to kill you. I've prepared a 'open conspiracy' that you can't refuse."

“My life, my holy path, everything I have is inextricably linked to the information torrent of this star field and even the entire universe. If you kill me, my ‘Dao’ will, in the instant it dissipates, transform into an ‘information ripple’ that cannot be shielded by any power or concealed by any law, broadcasting your coordinates once again to the entire universe.”

“This is not a curse, not a beacon, but the ‘fact’ that is triggered by my own death.”

The Celestial Sage smiled, a smile tinged with a morbid madness: "Now, here's the choice, Qin Feng. Either you give up this [Origin Star Core] and turn away, and I can pretend I never saw you. Or you kill me, take the Star Core, and then... once again welcome those 'old friends' who hate you to the bone."

This is a perfectly calculated, open strategy.

He took a huge gamble with his life.

He gambled on Qin Feng's arrogance, on Qin Feng's thirst for power, and on the fact that he would never give up the treasure before him because of a threat.

Qin Feng listened quietly, his expression remaining unchanged throughout.

He simply shook his head slightly.

"Your deduction is brilliant."

“But you miscalculated one thing.” “Oh?” the Celestial Sage asked with interest, “What thing?”

“Do you think,” Qin Feng slowly raised his hand, “would I care if they did it again?”

The moment the words left his mouth, Qin Feng moved.

Without any earth-shattering power, he simply took a step forward.

However, at this very moment, all the laws and stars in the entire Myriad Phenomena Starfield froze instantly. Those originally flowing lines of cause and effect and lines of destiny seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, unable to move.

The smile on the Heavenly Sage's face froze instantly.

He was horrified to discover that his connection with this world had been forcibly severed.

No, it's not about cutting off.

Instead, he inserted a higher-dimensional "wall" between himself and the heavens and earth.

"What...what did you do?!" For the first time, he felt a deep-seated fear.

"Your so-called connection to the cosmic information torrent is nothing more than borrowing some 'authority'," Qin Feng's voice resounded in his soul, cold and indifferent. "As for me, I can directly modify the 'source code'."

【Ultimate Divine Light - Definition of Existence】.

Qin Feng didn't even look at the Heavenly Mystery Saint; his gaze remained fixed on the [Origin Star Core].

He merely provided a definition:
"The existence of the Celestial Sage has nothing to do with 'information'."

laugh--

It's like peeling back layers of an onion.

The billions of information streams and causal lines that constituted the body of the Celestial Sage lost their "meaning" at this moment and began to collapse chaotically. His sacred path, which he was so proud of and which was bound to the information of the universe, became a joke.

"No...my path...my existence..."

In a silent roar, the Celestial Sage watched helplessly as he was forcibly "reduced" from an informational life form into a meaningless mass of energy, and then completely dissipated.

His final moments of consciousness were filled with incomprehensible confusion.

Why? Why didn't his supposedly brilliant scheme even get a chance to be triggered?
Because Qin Feng didn't actually "kill" him.

Qin Feng merely "modified" the essence of his existence, causing him to logically collapse and return to nothingness in a "self-contradictory" way.

However, the Celestial Sage is still the Celestial Sage.

In the instant before he completely dissipated, he used his last strength to detonate the most primordial imprint of his sacred soul.

He was no longer able to broadcast, but he successfully created a very faint but real ripple in the cause-and-effect relationship of his "death".

This ripple is imperceptible to the vast majority of living beings in the universe.

But for those saints who had hunted Qin Feng for ten thousand years and had long since engraved Qin Feng's karmic aura deep in their souls, it was like a thunderclap in the dark night.

Qin Feng picked up the [Origin Star Core], his brows furrowing slightly.

He sensed the spread of that ripple.

"A last-ditch effort... but it still left a trace."

But he didn't care.

He absorbed the star core into his body and began refining it.

Then, in the center of this myriad star field, he quietly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

He is waiting.

Waiting for those familiar scents to descend once more.

In every corner of the endless sea.

"Um?!"

In a sea of ​​scorching lava, a saint engulfed in undying divine flames suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with astonishment and disbelief. "This feeling… it's that little beast's causal fluctuation! Though very faint, there's no mistaking it!"

In a frozen star field, an ancient being surrounded by fragments of time slowly raised his head. "He... has appeared again?"

At this moment, without exception, all the saints who survived the explosion of the Star Graveyard sensed that fleeting ripple of cause and effect.

At first, there was surprise and doubt.

Then came ecstasy.

Finally, there was an overwhelming hatred and greed.

"He's alive! He didn't die in that huge explosion!"

"Coordinates! Quick! Lock onto those coordinates!"

"Thousand-Armed Dharma Form! Is your Karma Compass still usable?!"

The "Thousand-Handed Dharma Image," who had once laid a web of cause and effect but had had one of his divine avatars destroyed by Qin Feng, now had a face so gloomy it could drip water. He summoned an ancient compass, whose needle spun wildly before finally trembling and pointing in one direction.

"At the sixty-eighth level, the Myriad Manifestations Starfield!" The voice of the Thousand-Handed Dharma Image was filled with barely suppressed excitement and killing intent. "He's right there! He didn't move!"

The remaining forces of the entire "Hunter Alliance" were instantly reactivated.

The millennia-long pursuit had inflicted heavy losses on them, leaving them utterly humiliated. The name Qin Feng had long been a haunting nightmare and a demon in their hearts.

Now that this inner demon has reappeared, it is both an opportunity for revenge and a chance to sever the inner demon and take a step further.

"He didn't move? Hmph, he's definitely setting up another trap!"

"What's there to be afraid of! Last time, we were too scattered, which allowed him to defeat us one by one, and then he tricked us into detonating the star core. This time, we will all descend together, laying a trap to see what other tricks he has up his sleeve!"

"That's right! No matter how strong he is, he's just a newly promoted Saint! We have dozens of established Saints here, and even three Saint King-level seniors! I don't believe he can turn the world upside down!"

"The treasures he possesses are enough to make up for all our losses! Kill him, and we'll split everything!"

The flames of greed and revenge are burning fiercely once again.

This time, they were more cautious, but also more reckless.

Dozens of streaks of light, from all directions of the Endless Sea, pierced through the void and converged at the same coordinates—the Sixty-Eighth Level, the Myriad Phenomena Star Domain—at top speed.

A final battle, far exceeding the scale of the initial siege of the Star Graveyard, is about to unfold.

Myriad Star Domains

Qin Feng remained seated quietly.

He has already begun to refine the [Original Star Core], making his foundation in the Holy Path even more complete.

He could clearly sense powerful and malevolent auras tearing through space and approaching from different dimensions.

He showed no sign of nervousness.

Those chaotic eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool.

Three thousand years of seclusion allowed him to completely control his own power.

The subsequent decades of plundering in Shenguan further boosted his resources to an unbelievable level.

He is no longer the same person he was ten thousand years ago, who needed to rely on cunning and circumstances to escape death.

The reason he didn't leave, the reason he waited here.

The goal is to use the most direct and thorough massacre to put an end to the grudge that has lasted for ten thousand years.

He wanted the entire endless sea, and even the entire universe, to know that times had changed.

at last.

scoff-

The first spatial rift was torn open.

The "Holy Lord of Flame Hell," whose entire body was engulfed in indestructible divine flames, was the first to descend, bringing with him a raging heatwave.

He saw Qin Feng sitting cross-legged in the center of the star field, and his eyes instantly flashed with a real killing intent.

Followed by.

The second, the third, the fourth...

The space was like a shattered mirror, and one after another, figures exuding a terrifying aura emerged.

Thousand-Armed Dharma Image, Lord of Time, Source of All Demons...

Each one of them is a terrifying being who has been famous in the Holy Realm for several eras.

In just a few dozen breaths, a total of forty-three Saint Realm experts surrounded the entire Myriad Manifestations Starfield.

Their auras merged into one, forming a terrifying pressure that could make even the will of the universe tremble, completely sealing off this space.

"Qin Feng!"

The voice of the Holy Lord of the Fiery Hell was like a volcanic eruption, filled with pleasure and cruelty, "So you really are here! This time, you can't escape!"

"You managed to escape last time, but this time, let's see how you detonate the stars!" Thousand-Handed Dharma Image sneered, his Causal Compass locking onto Qin Feng, preventing him from using illusions to escape.

"Hand over all your treasures, then commit suicide, and we may consider sparing your soul," declared a holy king, whose aura was unfathomable and who was always shrouded in shadow, in an unquestionable tone.

The forty-three sages regarded Qin Feng as a caged beast and a turtle in a jar.

In their view, the battle was over.

Faced with this lineup that could make any living being despair, Qin Feng slowly stood up.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each saint, as if he were counting the number of offerings.

Finally, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"very good."

"Everyone is here."

"So I don't have to go looking for you all one by one."

"Insanity!"

Enraged by Qin Feng's contemptuous attitude, the Lord of Flame Prison was the first to launch an attack.

"Taste my indestructible divine flame, refined from three thousand star worlds! It can scorch the heavens and boil the seas!"

boom!
A golden sea of ​​fire, powerful enough to incinerate an entire star field, surged toward Qin Feng.

Faced with this attack that could incinerate everything, Qin Feng simply raised his hand.

There were no hand seals, and no holy power was circulated.

He only had a fleeting thought.

【Ultimate Divine Light - Concept Erasure】.

"The concept of 'fire' is not allowed to exist here."

hum-

An invisible, incomprehensible will swept across the entire arena in an instant.

The golden sea of ​​fire that had been scorching the heavens and boiling the seas vanished as quickly as it came within a hundred meters of Qin Feng, like an image that had been deleted. It disappeared silently and cleanly, starting from the very beginning.

It was as if it had never existed.

"What?!" The Holy Lord of Flame Prison's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

But what shocked him even more was yet to come.

He discovered that the "Undying Divine Flame" within his body, which was the foundation of the Holy Path, was also rapidly extinguishing!

His connection with the "Law of Flame" was forcibly severed!
"No...my path..."

He let out a terrified scream, but the next second, his sacred body, having lost the support of the laws, collapsed and turned into ashes.

A peak Saint, without even touching the hem of Qin Feng's clothes, just like that... disappeared?
The whole place was dead silent.

All the sages were stunned by this extremely bizarre scene.

"Attack together! Don't give him a chance to pick us off one by one!" Thousand-Handed Dharma Image was the first to react, shouting sharply, "Form the Myriad Saints Gathering Formation! Use the power of cause and effect to suppress and kill him!"

In an instant, more than a dozen saints, led by him, attacked simultaneously, and countless causal threads intertwined to form a net that enveloped Qin Feng.

This net is tens of thousands of times more powerful than the one we had in the Chaos Fragmentation Zone!
Qin Feng looked at the net and shook his head.

"Still manipulating cause and effect?"

【Ultimate Divine Light - Severing Cause and Effect】.

He still didn't move.

His gaze swept over the dozen or so saints who had formed an array.

puff! puff! puff! puff!
Without warning, the dozen or so saints simultaneously spat out a mouthful of holy blood, their auras instantly weakening.

They were horrified to discover that the "causal connections" they had used to build the great array had been severed at their very source by an irresistible force.

The great formation collapsed on its own without being attacked.

All the saints who participated in forming the array suffered a terrifying backlash from the laws.

"This...this is not the power of the Holy Realm..."

"He's a monster! He's a monster!"

Fear, like a plague, spread in the hearts of the remaining saints.

They finally realized that they were not facing a "newly ascended sage" at all.

Rather, it is a higher-dimensional being that they cannot comprehend or contend with.

"escape!"

I don't know who was the first to shout it out.

The remaining rationality was completely overwhelmed by the instinct for survival.

The remaining twenty-odd saints turned around frantically, tearing through space, trying to escape this demon god that made their souls tremble.

But will Qin Feng give them a chance?
"I said."

"The game is over."

Qin Feng's voice rang in the ears of every saint who was fleeing.

His figure had appeared at the highest point of this star field at some unknown time, looking down at the "saints" who were scattering and fleeing like headless flies.

He slowly opened his arms.

This time, the chaotic-colored [Ultimate Divine Light] was no longer formless and intangible.

Instead, it transformed into billions of visible, pure torrents of light that erupted from his body.

That light had no temperature, no sound, and no murderous intent.

But when it shines on those saints.

Space has frozen.

Time stood still.

The faces of all the saints were forever frozen on expressions of terror, despair, and regret.

Their holy bodies, illuminated by the light, melted away like ice and snow.

Their sacred path was broken down by light into the most primordial runes.

Their existence was simultaneously erased from three time dimensions: past, present, and future.

This was a one-sided, silent... massacre.

The light lasted for ten breaths.

Ten breaths later, the light faded.

The Myriad Star Domain has returned to peace.

It was as if nothing had happened.

However, those forty-three arrogant Saint Realm experts, who were capable of stirring up the winds and clouds of the universe, have completely disappeared.

No body was left behind, no lingering soul was left behind, and not even a ripple was left in the long river of cause and effect.

They were "eliminated".

Qin Feng hovered quietly in the center of the star field, his clothes fluttering, his expression indifferent.

He simply did something he felt he should have done a long time ago.

He withdrew his gaze, took one last look at the ravaged battlefield, turned around, took a step, and his figure disappeared into nothingness.

He was going to reach even higher levels to uncover the ultimate secret.

What he left behind was a legend that would make the entire Endless Sea, and even the entire universe, tremble for ten thousand years.

The news spread quickly.

The forty-three saints of the "Hunter Alliance" were completely wiped out at the sixty-eighth level.

Among them were three renowned holy kings.

Nobody knows exactly what happened.

All those powerful individuals who attempted to uncover the truth using techniques like time travel and causal deduction either found nothing or suffered a mental breakdown and died on the spot.

It was as if that space and time had become an absolute "forbidden zone".

From that day on, the name "Qin Feng" became the greatest taboo in the Endless Sea.

No one dared to pursue his trail anymore.

No one dared to covet the treasures he possessed anymore.

The competition among the prodigies in the Divine Pass remains fierce.

But a sword of Damocles hangs over their hearts.

They knew that above these seventy-two divine passes, there was an incomprehensible and invincible being, heading towards the end in a way they could not imagine.

Some call him the "Butcher of the Holy Land".

Some call him a "concept eraser".

Some, whispering in fear, called him...

A walking deity.

Qin Feng, with a shocking massacre, completely ended the old grudges and forged a great reputation for himself in the Endless Sea.

His legend has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)