Devouring Stars, becoming Luo Feng's golden finger

"Alas, what a pity! I'm only at the Star Level Tier 3, not even reaching the entry requirement," Luo Hai muttered, his usually cheerful face showing a hint of regret.

Luo Ping glanced at his younger brother, speechless.

Brother, you're only five years old.

Suddenly, Luo Ping realized something was wrong. He looked around but couldn't find his older sister. His precocious and intelligent mind immediately had a bad feeling.

"Where did Sister go? Didn't she come with us to watch Dad's fight?"

"Your sister said she wasn't feeling well and wanted to rest," Xu Xin paused, knowing her daughter adored her father and would come to the match even if she was sick.

Besides, Luo Ling reached the Star level three months ago. How could she be unwell?

Once you become a martial artist, it's almost impossible to get sick.

Xu Xin hadn't paid much attention to it before, so she didn't delve into it.

Luo Ping and his mother exchanged a glance, both with a bad premonition.

"Xiaoping, search the preliminary round for Earth participants."

"Okay," Luo Ping picked up the auxiliary optical computer on the spaceship to operate it.

Xu Xin's older brother constantly watched the little ones. Seeing this, he quickly approached Luo Ping and asked what was wrong.

Luo Ping absentmindedly responded to his uncle, then his expression turned strange. He turned back to his mother and reported,

"Besides Dad, who is using the alias 'Desolate,' there's also a female participant named 'Ruthless Great Emperor.'"

"Search for 'Ruthless Great Emperor's' current world zone," Xu Xin said, covering her forehead. She was almost certain that this participant alias was her daughter, Luo Ling.

The names 'Desolate' and 'Ruthless Great Emperor' both came from her husband, Luo Feng.

It was because the little ones couldn't sleep one night and asked their dad to tell them stories. Xu Xin naturally remembered this.

"Mom, I found it..." Luo Ping's tone was strange.

In addition to the large screen projecting Luo Feng, a new virtual image appeared, showing a girl in a black combat suit with pigtails, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old. It was Luo Ling.

Coincidentally, Luo Ling was also assigned to the First World.

The new projection appeared, and everyone in the room saw Luo Ling. First, they were confused, then they reacted with astonishment and shock.

"This little darling is only eight and a half years old. Why is she joining in the fun? She's such a worry," Gong Xinlan said with a headache.

"The battles in the virtual universe almost simulate reality 100%. The pain from injuries is incredibly real," Xu Gang frowned, looking worried.

"Can we notify Xiaofeng? They are both in the First World. Let him find Ling'er," Luo Hongguo asked.

"No, this Genius Battle preliminary round is closed for fairness. No outside news can reach the participants," Xu Xin shook her head.

Even if she could, she didn't want Luo Ling to affect her husband's performance.

Although Xu Xin knew Luo Feng was strong, she didn't know exactly how strong. What if Luo Ling's matter affected Luo Feng? That would be too bad.

The Universe Genius Battle is held only once every five thousand years. If he misses this one, Luo Feng definitely won't be able to participate a second time.

First World, City 25.

Central Plaza.

Luo Feng, clad in blood-red armor, faced thousands of participants, killing them one by one with his blade, his expression unchanged.

"Desolate! You demon! Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you're strong? Let's see how you escape this time!"

"Haha, aren't you good at killing? This time, there are over a thousand of us. Let's see how many you can kill!"

Many participants surrounding Luo Feng roared, laughed, gritted their teeth, and felt jealous.

[Task: Using the alias 'Desolate', slaughter one million participants]

[Current Slaughter Count: 8256/1,000,000]

Luo Feng glanced at the task progress and then at the thousand or so participants surrounding him, calculating in his mind,

"Killing these people will bring the progress to 10,000."

"Are you scared now? Brothers, kill him!" Someone saw Luo Feng standing still, as if he was frightened, and sneered, inciting the surrounding temporary companions.

But the next second, this person's head flew into the air.

A green light fell into the hands of a thin figure on a distant building. The figure indifferently and impatiently said,

"You talk too much. What a waste."

"It's Green Light!" Some people were initially angry, wondering who attacked their 'companion,' but their faces changed upon seeing the figure's face.

This participant, codenamed 'Green Light,' was extremely powerful. It was said that his Wood Domain had reached the sixth level, making him one of the top experts in City 25.

"Who told you to kill him?"

A slightly displeased voice came, it was Luo Feng.

He stared at 'Green Light' standing on the distant rooftop, feeling annoyed. How dare he steal his kill?

Unbearable!

With a flash, Luo Feng used a strange movement technique to bypass the many participants blocking his path, planning to kill the troublemaking Green Light first.

Those he couldn't bypass, Luo Feng simply killed with a wave of his blade.

"Kill Desolate first, then kill the traitor Green Light!" Someone roared.

A chaotic battle immediately began.

Everywhere, there were dazzling colors of origin energy and psychic power. Beneath the beautiful colors lay terrifying power capable of easily destroying a city.

However, against B9-grade hardened materials, most of these attacks only created small pits a few meters deep, or even less.

Seeing Luo Feng rushing directly towards him, easily cutting through all the participants in front of him like weeds, Green Light's face changed slightly, but he wasn't afraid. He sneered,

"If it were a one-on-one fight, I might not be your opponent, but with so many participants attacking, you might not be able to kill me!"

"Is that so?"

A faint voice sounded behind Green Light. The approaching death threat made Green Light's heart shrink. 'Desolate' was clearly still fighting with the participants in front of him, so how could there be another one behind him?

Could there be two Desolates?!

No, that's not right, this is space...

Green Light's thoughts stopped at that moment. His body had been struck by Luo Feng's blade, and intense, sharp golden light scattered, instantly tearing his body apart.

Only then did the 'Luo Feng' surrounded by many participants slowly shatter and dissipate.

It was the Space Phantom created by the 《Myriad Threads Stream》 secret technique.