High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 396 Terra Council! I, Qin Feng, am already an old man?!

After leaving the Tianxuan Palace, Qin Feng did not linger at the Holy Academy.

For him, the Holy Academy now serves little more than as an information hub, offering little opportunity for advancement.

What he needs is time and an absolutely quiet environment to digest the terrifying accumulation he has gained along the way, an accumulation so vast that it would make any Venerable One envious.

He chose the "Great Void Grotto-Heaven," a higher-dimensional space specifically created by the Holy Academy for Venerable-level beings, as his place of seclusion.

The flow of time here is different from that of the outside world, and the laws here are purer and more active, making it the best place to comprehend the Great Dao and refine oneself.

Millions of years is a vast period of time for ordinary people, enough for a civilization to go from birth to extinction.

But for Qin Feng, who was immersed in cultivation, it felt like just a long breath.

During the first 100,000 years of his seclusion, Qin Feng did not improve his cultivation level. Instead, he thoroughly "organized" and "integrated" the massive resources he had plundered from the Endless Sea.

[Primal Divine Iron], [Nine Apertures Soul-Nourishing Jade], [Primordial Dragon Marrow Gold Crystal], [Heavenly Law Core], [Eye of Return to the Void], [Original Star Core]...

These cosmic treasures, any one of which could trigger a war between saints, were taken out by him one by one, as if they were the most basic building materials.

Then, he began an unprecedented "forging" process.

He no longer integrates these treasures into weapons or simply absorbs their energy.

Using his own [Limited Universe] as a furnace, [Primordial Secret Techniques] as a tempering method, and [Limited Divine Light] as a smelting fire, he forcibly shattered and decomposed these treasures containing different fundamental laws, restoring them to their most primitive "concepts" and "runes".

Then, he gradually integrated these "concepts" and "runes" into his [Primordial Limit Body].

This is an extremely painful and dangerous process.

It's like using your own body as a testing ground, forcibly mixing together several completely different, even conflicting, top-level laws.

The slightest mistake could lead to the collapse of one's foundation and the disintegration of one's sacred body.

But Qin Feng's path is inherently about "limits" and "inclusivity".

His [Primordial Limit Body] was forged from billions of laws, possessing incredible compatibility.

He turned the impossible into possible by relying on his unwavering Daoist heart and his exquisite control over power.

He incorporated the concepts of "growth" and "strength" of the [Origin Divine Iron] into his bones, giving each of his bones the hardness and evolutionary potential comparable to a Saint King's weapon.

He incorporated the concepts of "nourishment" and "protection" of the Nine Aperture Soul-Nourishing Jade into his soul, creating an additional layer of "soul barrier" that was impervious to all laws, in addition to his Venerable Soul.

He integrated the concepts of "logic" and "rules" from the "Core of Heavenly Law" into his meridians, ensuring that every energy flow he made followed the most efficient and perfect path, without any waste.

……

This process lasted for a full 500,000 years.

Five hundred thousand years later, when Qin Feng completely fused the last treasure into his body, his [Primordial Limit Body] underwent a fundamental transformation.

It is no longer a mere "physical body," but rather a living, perfectly aligned with his sacred path, and possessing limitless growth potential... a "humanoid cosmic treasure."

During the last 500,000 years of his seclusion, Qin Feng began to focus all his efforts on breaking through to a higher realm.

With this brand-new "Dao Body" that has integrated countless laws into one, his efficiency in absorbing and refining the primordial energy of the universe has increased by more than ten thousand times compared to before.

The massive amount of primordial energy, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, was easily devoured and transformed by the [Limited Universe] within his body.

His realm began to ascend steadily and unstoppably.

Early stage of the Cosmic Venerable...

Early-stage peak of the Cosmic Venerable...

Finally, in the ninety-ninth thousandth year of his seclusion, he successfully broke through the bottleneck and entered a completely new level.

[Mid-stage Cosmic Master]!
The moment he broke through, the entire Taixu Cave Heaven trembled, and countless chains of laws spontaneously appeared, surrounding him as if paying homage to a newborn king.

However, the aura emanating from him only fluctuated for a moment before receding again, becoming as still as a deep well.

There is no instability in its foundation, no sense of superficiality.

Millions of years of accumulation and refinement made each of his breakthroughs seem so natural and inevitable.

The million-year period has arrived.

The gate to the cave slowly opened.

Qin Feng emerged from within. His appearance remained unchanged, but his once-chaotic eyes were now a thousand times more profound than before his seclusion.

It's as if one can see through the birth and death of an era and understand the ultimate nature of the universe at a glance.

"Terra Council..."

He muttered to himself, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

"Emperors, God Wars, the Future of Humanity..."

"It's time to see the view from the top of this universe."

Qin Feng stepped out of the Taixu Cave Heaven and returned to the Holy Temple of the Human Race Holy Academy.

He did not greet anyone, including the Lord of Tianxuan who was stationed there.

At their level, many things no longer need words. A single thought is enough to convey all the information.

He could feel the vast will of the Lord of Heavenly Profound lingering on him for a moment, carrying a hint of barely perceptible amazement and satisfaction.

Qin Feng responded with a calm thought.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of barriers of the Holy Academy, looking towards the most central, oldest, and most sacred direction of the human realm.

—Holy Terra.

His body began to become blurry and transparent.

He pushed the spatial laws of the Venerable level to their limit.

The space around him distorted violently, like boiling water, and a deep wormhole, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, was slowly taking shape.

This was the first time he had used spatial teleportation at full power since advancing to the mid-stage.

He wanted to cross this vast human territory as quickly as possible and return to where it all began.

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Space was completely torn apart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng stepped into the spatial turbulence that could even bewilder a saint, and vanished instantly.

Only the slowly closing spatial rift remains, proving that a supreme being once set off from here on his journey home.

……

In the turbulent flow of space, there is no concept of time or direction.

The distance of billions of light-years was compressed into a mere foot under the Venerable One's immense power.

Qin Feng's figure was like a ghost speeding through a bizarre tunnel, leaving galaxies and nebulae behind.

His heart was at peace like never before.

But beneath this tranquility lurked a faint sense of "homesickness," one that even he himself was unaware of.

Holy Terra.

This name is more than just a place name to any human being.

It is a belief, a totem, the origin and ultimate destination of all mankind.

Qin Feng still remembers.

When he was young, he had just embarked on the path of martial arts. On the small planet of Morning Star, every time he looked up at the starry sky, he would dream that one day he would be able to see with his own eyes the legendary Holy Terra, the center of the universe where the Golden Throne is located.

That place is the most sacred temple in the heart of every passionate young man.

He once thought that he would soon realize this dream.

But fate played a cruel joke on him.

For survival, for power, for revenge... he fought his way through countless battles and traveled far and wide.

Canaan Martial Arts University, Death Planet, Cosmic Genius Battle, Battlefield of Myriad Races, Endless Sea...

He was getting further and further away from Terra.

He seemed to be drifting further and further away from that childhood dream.

He had almost forgotten why he had started in the first place.

until today.

When he stood at the pinnacle of the universe, when he possessed the power to easily look down upon all living beings, when he finally embarked on his journey back to Terra.

That childhood dream, buried deep in my memory, is like a fine vintage wine, slowly releasing a mellow and rich flavor.

"did not expect……"

As Qin Feng sped along, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.

"After going through such a long and winding road, reaching the level of a Cosmic Venerable, this is the first time I've come home to visit."

This feeling was strange. It diluted the "divinity" that his promotion had brought about, which had made him increasingly alienated from the world.

This stirred a ripple of humanity within his once still and unmoving Dao heart.

I don't know how long I traveled through the spatial turbulence.

When Qin Feng saw a dazzling "ocean of light" before him, seemingly constructed from pure gold and the power of faith, he knew...

He arrived.

He gradually slowed down, detached himself from the spatial turbulence, and reappeared in the real universe.

Then, he was completely shocked by the scene before him.

Even with his current venerable state of mind, when he saw the sacred Terra system with his own eyes, he still felt a heartfelt, indescribable sense of magnificence and awe.

This is an incredibly vast galaxy.

Its scale is far more magnificent than any naturally formed river system that Qin Feng has ever seen.

At the center of the galaxy is a colossal yellow star radiating a gentle yet sacred light—the Holy Terra Sun.

But it is not a real star.

Qin Feng could clearly sense that it was a huge "golden lighthouse" spanning several light-years, ignited by supreme power!
Its light not only illuminates the entire galaxy but also penetrates the barrier between reality and the warp, acting like a stabilizing force, guiding all human ships navigating the universe back home. As long as one can look up and see this light, one will never be lost.

Surrounding this "sun" are not nine planets, but... nine equally enormous "orbital temples" that have been transformed into super war fortresses!
Each temple is large enough to accommodate trillions of people, and the star-destroying cannons and law matrices deployed on them are so dense that they would make any holy-level fleet tremble with fear.

These nine orbital temples operate in a mysterious formation, jointly guarding the very core of the galaxy.

And at that core, protected by nine temples and a golden beacon, lies the legendary planet.

The birthplace of humanity, the center of power in the Alliance, and the location of the Emperor's golden throne—

Holy Terra!

It floated there quietly, its entire body displaying an ancient, bluish-green hue.

However, its surface has long been covered by countless layers of metal and buildings, transforming it into a true "planetary city".

Layer upon layer of towering Gothic spires and magnificent bridges spanning the continent create a breathtaking panorama filled with industrial aesthetics and a sacred atmosphere.

Visible torrents of golden light, formed from the accumulated "power of faith" and "race fortune" of billions of humankind over dozens of eras, flowed into the planet from all directions like celestial rivers, eventually disappearing into the highest, most magnificent, and seemingly sky-piercing Imperial Palace located on the planet's central axis.

Magnificent, majestic, prosperous, and flourishing.

Words seem utterly inadequate when witnessing this scene firsthand.

This is not a planet.

This is a true... cosmic miracle, created by the great human race after countless epochs of painstaking effort!
Qin Feng hovered quietly on the outer edge of the galaxy, admiring this magnificent panorama that belonged to his race.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and flew towards the main channel of the Terra system.

The closer he got, the more he could sense the bustling activity and the heightened vigilance of the place.

In the void, patrol fleets composed of the most elite "Imperial Guards" shuttled back and forth. Each warship was marked with a striking double-headed eagle emblem on its bow, and every soldier on board possessed a cultivation level of at least planetary level.

On the main channel, ships flowed in a dense stream, resembling an interstellar river made of steel and energy.

Countless civilian merchant ships, resource ships, and pilgrimage ships sailed orderly along the outer ring of the waterway.

The inner ring of the waterway is the "Void Avenue," reserved for powerful cultivators with profound cultivation.

Qin Feng could see streaks of light flying in from all directions of the human territory.

Among those streaks of light were powerful beings.

Yes, some pilot magnificent personal shuttles, each bearing the crest of an ancient noble family.

Some simply traverse the void with their physical bodies, surrounded by laws, exuding divine might.

Their cultivation level, at the very least, is at the King-Sealing Realm.

Among them were even powerful Emperor-level experts whose auras were so strong that they had already touched the threshold of the Saint Realm.

They, like Qin Feng, had clearly been summoned by the Terra Council to attend the meeting.

Qin Feng concealed all his aura and mingled with the crowd, slowly flying towards Lionsgate, the largest starport in the Terra system.

He discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Most of the powerful figures surrounding them, who had been granted titles of king or emperor, were very young.

Their faces carried the fearlessness and pride of newborn calves, and they would occasionally exchange provocative glances, as if they wanted to determine who was better in front of Terra's gates.

When Qin Feng, this "unfamiliar face," appeared, he also attracted the attention of some people.

Several powerful divine thoughts swept over him without restraint.

Upon discovering that Qin Feng exhibited no fluctuations of law and appeared to be an ordinary mortal, the masters of those divine senses all revealed contemptuous expressions and withdrew their gazes.

"Another old guy from some remote star system, who must have gotten lucky to break through to the King Realm, and now he wants to come to Terra to see the world?"

"Heh, judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't even have a decent law weapon. He's really disgracing our Fenghuang."

A few words of mental communication, tinged with disdain and youthful arrogance, rang in Qin Feng's ears.

Qin Feng simply smiled faintly at this, not caring at all.

He can understand.

Because he had already recognized the cultivation techniques practiced by several of the young emperors; they were techniques founded by some of his old friends.

Time is the most ruthless thing.

He has been away from the core of the human territory for far too long.

So long ago, most of his former rivals and close friends who fought alongside him in the Cosmic Genius Battle have probably already achieved sainthood, or even become overlords of certain star regions, establishing their own sects.

Their descendants, these new generation of geniuses who enjoy peace and resources and grow up in a greenhouse, naturally wouldn't recognize him, this "old relic" who is almost forgotten by history.

He was happy to have some peace and quiet.

He came here not to show off his strength, nor to compete with these younger generation.

He was simply a wanderer who had finally returned to his hometown.

Qin Feng slowly landed on the huge docking platform of Lionsgate Starport, which was paved with pure "refined gold".

The sight here was even more breathtaking than what he had seen outside.

Countless colossal statues, some reaching tens of thousands of meters in height, stand in every corner of the starport. These statues depict renowned heroes and pioneers from human history.

A solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the air.

Even those unruly young emperors, the moment they set foot on this land, instinctively restrained their arrogance and revealed a pilgrimage-like piety on their faces.

Qin Feng's gaze swept over the familiar statues.

There is the "Original Ancestor" who pioneered gene martial arts, the "Iron Wall Marshal" who single-handedly held off billions of insectoid troops for three thousand years, and his former mentor, the "Devouring King".

Looking at those lifelike faces, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

He, too, was once a part of this magnificent epic.

Now, he seems to have become an "outsider".

Just then, a small commotion arose in the crowd not far away.

"Look! It's Thor! He's here too!"

"My God! It's Lord Thor! He's the most promising prodigy of our generation, the one with the best chance of reaching the Saint Realm within ten thousand years!"

"I heard that three hundred years ago, he single-handedly wiped out an entire pirate alliance in a star field, including three veteran peak-level emperors!"

Amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, a burly young man with short blond hair and a massive warhammer slung over his shoulder stepped off a magnificent warship, laughing heartily.

With each step he took, the space beneath his feet seemed to explode with thunder, filled with an explosive sense of power.

Qin Feng looked at the young man named "Sol" and his eyes flickered slightly.

Because he sensed an extremely familiar aura emanating from that young man.

This Thor is most likely a descendant or successor of the Thunderstorm King.

Thor clearly noticed Qin Feng's gaze as well. He turned his head, his sharp, hawk-like eyes looking at Qin Feng.

When he saw Qin Feng's simple clothes and his unremarkable "unfamiliar" face, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He simply nodded politely and walked into the Starport surrounded by a group of people.

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, feeling no disappointment, only a faint sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection).

Newcomers don't recognize familiar faces.

Perhaps, this is just the way of the times.

He also started walking, blending into the crowd, and slowly walked towards that sacred planetary city that bore all the glory and history of humanity.

His journey to the Terran Council has only just begun.

And those "old friends" who truly knew him were waiting for him in the deeper parts of that city.

(End of this chapter)