Devouring Star Heart: Illusionary Demon Lord

The Chaos City is shrouded in a perpetual mist of laws, its thick, tangible aura of chaos swirling between the majestic palaces, each wisp of air containing the purest laws of the universe.

Wu Qingfeng's illusory flame clone was standing on the terrace of his residence, surrounded by faint fire and air energy. His crimson-gold wings were slightly folded, outlining the shape of a lithe giant bird. This was the clone he deliberately maintained, completely different from his original human form, and it would be extremely difficult for outsiders to connect the two.

He had made all the preparations to go to the extraterrestrial battlefield. He was playing with a smooth, life-giving Heart of Evolution between his fingertips. This Heart of Evolution was purchased from the Virtual Universe Company at great expense and contained a vast amount of life energy and the origin of intelligent evolution.

In front of the virtual universe screen, a round panda cub was swaying back and forth, its black and white fur fluffy and soft, its black grape-like eyes staring curiously and longingly at the Heart of Evolution in Wu Qingfeng's hand, which was the evolved intelligent life.

"Master, Master, is this shiny stone what evolves me?" Fatty asked in a childish voice, scratching at the edge of the control panel with his fluffy little paws, his round face full of anticipation. Wu Qingfeng smiled and nodded, flicking his fingertip, and the Heart of Evolution transformed into a stream of light that flowed into Fatty's body.

Instantly, a soft white light emanated from Fatty's body, and its originally somewhat illusory form became more solid. The fur on its body became smoother and shinier, and the aura of an immortal-level intelligent life quietly emanated, but it was cleverly concealed by the energy around Wu Qingfeng.

"From now on, you'll be called Fatty. You'll live the high life with me." Wu Qingfeng gently rubbed Fatty's head, his voice warm. His eyes were filled with longing for his hometown.

Fatty rolled around excitedly on the spot, his short legs kicking as he said, "Thank you, Master! Fatty will definitely do his best to help you!"

Looking at the chubby and adorable creature, Wu Qingfeng felt a warmth in his heart. After so many years, this familiar image of the national treasure was a comfort.

Wu Qingfeng's smile faded, and his expression turned serious. An ancient, black tome appeared in his hand—the "Dark Codex."

The ancient text was permeated with a rich aura of dark laws, and the top-level soul enslavement techniques recorded within were his core reliance for this trip to the extraterrestrial battlefield.

"I can't keep relying on my teacher's venerable soul to do things. That's too troublesome, and there aren't many things I can handle," Wu Qingfeng thought to himself.

He needs to have his own subordinates and enslave several powerful individuals above the King level in order to act freely in the primordial universe.

At this moment, the illusory flame clone was fully equipped.

Within his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, a jet-black crystal silently floated—the Dark Magic Crystal, a high-grade, supreme soul treasure. Fine dark runes flowed across its surface, emanating a subtle yet powerful soul energy. It not only granted immunity to all soul attacks below the fourth-order Universe Lord level but also significantly enhanced the power of his own soul attacks and altered the aura of his own World Lord power. It was the key to concealing his identity and feigning immortality.

He was covered in a set of crimson-gold armor, covered with fiery and spatial runes. The firelight and spatial patterns intertwined, forming the top-tier treasure set—the Flame Demon Armor. The Flame Demon Armor fit his great bird form perfectly, each plate radiating intense energy. It could not only withstand the full force of an attack from a high-level Venerable, reducing the damage to one ten-thousandth, but it could also freely split into 1008 golden swords with fire and spatial attributes. Each sword contained sharp fire and spatial power, making it a top-tier psychic treasure weapon, enough to severely injure an ordinary Venerable.

Between his wings, a crimson jade pendant floated silently like a pendant; it was none other than the top-tier domain treasure, the Flame Cloud Sea. The jade pendant was completely translucent, with endless flames seemingly rolling inside. Once activated, it could instantly form a flame domain spanning tens of millions of kilometers. Within the domain, the power of his own fire-type laws was greatly amplified, while the speed of enemies would be severely suppressed, and their divine bodies would be continuously worn down by the flames. It was an excellent aid in both team battles and one-on-one duels.

Above his head, a majestic crimson-gold palace slowly floated to the surface. The palace was forged from fire-sky crystal and was none other than the top-tier palace treasure, "Flame Heaven Palace." This palace could not only be used as a means of flight, with a speed far exceeding that of a G-class spaceship, but its defensive capabilities were also extremely strong. Even when facing attacks from top overlords, it would be difficult to break through in a short time. As long as he had a chance to catch his breath, Wu Qingfeng would be able to escape at will or seek help from the Lord of Darkness.

Fully armed, Wu Qingfeng felt incredibly confident; the extraterrestrial battlefield posed virtually no real danger to him. However, he also harbored a slight apprehension, his brow furrowing slightly: "If my identity as the Heart Illusion King is discovered, then things will be incredibly troublesome. Given the resources of those top-tier forces, they might directly summon the Lord of the Universe. Even with my teacher's protection, it would be difficult to escape unscathed."

Wu Qingfeng had already chosen his destination for this trip to the extraterritorial battlefield—the Star Tower of the Seventh Battlefield.

That place is a gathering place for the lowest-ranking kings, and there's even a chance to encounter an invincible king, making it perfect for him to find targets to enslave.

More importantly, the Star Tower is too special, being the most powerful treasure in the universe. He also had a secret thought in his mind: to see if he could attract the old man who sat on the mountain.

The thought of the Mountain-Sitting Guest evoked a sly glint in Wu Qingfeng's eyes. He thought to himself, "Whether it's becoming his disciple, or just meeting him to get some benefits or a little something extra, it'll do. That old man is the richest man in the Primordial Universe, his resources are unfathomable. He definitely has the divine body cultivation method I've always wanted!"

As for danger, he didn't take it to heart at all, a confident smile playing on his lips: "How could there be danger? I am now absolutely certain that I am the favored son of the original universe's will, and that I am being given special attention by the original universe's will. No matter how arrogant the Mountain-Sitting Guest is, he would never risk dealing with me. Besides, there is no conflict of interest between us."

After making all the preparations, Wu Qingfeng flashed and transformed into a streak of crimson-gold light, heading towards the Dark Lord's palace to bid farewell to his teacher.

The Dark Lord's residence was hidden deep within Chaos City. Upon meeting the Dark Lord, Wu Qingfeng bowed respectfully and explained his purpose. The Dark Lord sat on his high seat, and his ethereal voice slowly resounded, tinged with concern: "The extraterrestrial battlefield is dangerous. Even if you have made thorough preparations, you must act with caution and lest you reveal the identity of the Heart Illusion King."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark golden mark flew into Wu Qingfeng's body. "I have registered a new identity for you in the Hong Alliance. You are a special life form who has just joined the Hong Alliance, and your strength is marked as the limit of the King-level. You will have to prove yourself. With the aura of the Dark Magic Crystal concealed, and with the blessing of this mark, it is unlikely that your identity will be exposed in a chaotic place like the Extraterrestrial Battlefield."

"Thank you for your concern, teacher. I will remember your teachings." Wu Qingfeng bowed and thanked you, feeling very grateful.

He knew very well that outsiders wouldn't know that the illusory flame clone was his clone, and coupled with the giant bird form, as long as he didn't reveal his true aura, the alien race would only think that it was a special life form.

After bidding farewell to the Lord of Darkness, Wu Qingfeng left Chaos City. Without the teleportation of the Soul Slave Divine Kingdom, things were indeed somewhat troublesome. He could only activate the Flame Heaven Palace and fly towards the "troop transport station" on the outer battlefield, the Wandering Bird Star.

The Flame Palace was extremely fast, but even so, it took them more than two years to finally reach their destination after traversing the vast universe.

From afar, the planet Meowbird floats in the vast starry sky, its surface a dark silver color, covered with countless defensive cannons and spatial teleportation arrays. It is one of the eight major logistics bases within human territory and a fixed transport point for the cosmic army. Countless spaceships shuttle around Meowbird, and large numbers of cosmic troops are continuously transported from here to the battlefields beyond the region, highlighting its importance.

"arrive."

Wu Qingfeng stood in the control room of the Yantian Palace, gazing at the enormous artificial planet in the distance, his tone calm. Fatty, perched on the control panel, his little paws gripping the window, excitedly exclaimed, "Is that the Wandering Bird Star? It's so big! Much bigger than Chaos City!"

To keep a low profile, Wu Qingfeng put away the Yantian Palace and took out a blood-red pyramid-shaped mechanical F9 spaceship that he had prepared beforehand.

The spaceship has an ancient appearance, is entirely crimson, and has intricate patterns of the mechanical race engraved on its surface. Although it is not as powerful as the Flame Palace, it is low-key enough.

Inside the spaceship's control room, Wu Qingfeng was gazing at the distant Bird Star, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes as he tried to conceal his aura.

"beep--"

A soft beep came from the control panel, and a chubby voice announced, "Master, we've received a guidance signal from the Wandering Bird Star! The signal has been received; I'll proceed as instructed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spaceship slowly accelerated and flew towards the planet, successfully entering its atmosphere.

The spaceship landed steadily on the spaceship parking platform of the planet, which was enormous, with a diameter of over a hundred kilometers. It held countless spaceships of all kinds, ranging from the lowest-level F-class to the highest-level A-class. Soldiers and lone travelers came and went in an endless stream, creating a bustling and lively atmosphere.

"Wow! An F-class spaceship, and it's from the Machine Race!" A man wearing silver standard combat armor happened to be passing by and exclaimed in surprise when he saw Wu Qingfeng's spaceship. "A spaceship like this must be worth at least tens of millions of Chaos Units. Looks like this guy has a powerful background!"

Wu Qingfeng flew out of the spaceship's hatch, and in a flash, he put the spaceship into his world ring with swift and decisive movements.

The man in silver armor quickly stepped forward, a respectful smile plastered on his face. His head resembled a translucent jellyfish, its tentacles swaying slightly, and his eyes were filled with awe. "Hello, I'm a staff member here." Inwardly, however, he was secretly alarmed: "Judging from this person's aura, he's definitely an immortal powerhouse, and his strength is certainly not weak!"

Wu Qingfeng glanced at him indifferently, without exchanging any pleasantries. The staff member quickly explained, "The space army comes in groups, while the lone wolves travel together along this passage to the assembly point." He pointed to a wide, transparent glass passage in the distance, its crystal clear surface allowing a clear view of the figures moving inside. "This passage is over 3000 kilometers long. At the end is the lone wolves' assembly point."

"Thanks, but no need for introductions. I've ventured into extraterrestrial battlefields before." Wu Qingfeng nodded slightly, his tone calm. As soon as he finished speaking, he moved and used teleportation to instantly traverse a distance of over 3000 kilometers, arriving at the end of the passage.

At the end is a beautiful square, hundreds of kilometers in diameter, paved with rare star-patterned stones, and surrounded by exotic flowers and plants that exude a faint fragrance.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square, most of them lone travelers heading to the outer battlefield. They were of various races and had all sorts of forms. Some were huge, some were slender, and some were like energy beings, exuding a strange aura.

However, because the square was so huge, with tens of thousands of people scattered throughout, it appeared very sparse.

A glamorous receptionist with a fluffy fox tail strode over, a sweet smile on her face and a soft voice: "Hello, please rest here for a moment. Once a certain number of people have gathered, we will arrange for you to be teleported to the various battlefields."

"No need. I am an immortal. I will go directly to the Seventh Battlefield." Wu Qingfeng said calmly, with a faint aura of an immortal powerhouse emanating from his body.

The receptionist's expression changed slightly, and she quickly and respectfully stepped aside, not daring to say anything more—on the planet of the flying birds, immortal powerhouses have special privileges and do not need to wait with ordinary cultivators; they can go directly to the battlefield teleportation point.

Wu Qingfeng didn't linger. With a flash, he arrived in a huge palace. This palace was extremely magnificent, with a diameter of over a thousand miles. Countless luminous star crystals hung from the ceiling, illuminating the entire palace.

In the center of the hall stood eleven enormous spatial water curtain passages, each corresponding to an extraterrestrial battlefield. Different colored lights flowed across the water curtains, radiating immense spatial energy. Wu Qingfeng's gaze swept across them, and he quickly located the water curtain corresponding to the seventh battlefield.

The Seventh Battlefield is a cosmic secret realm with a maximum diameter of approximately 110 million light-years. After billions of years of killing and conquest, the natural dangers of the secret realm itself have been weakened to the extreme. The main threat now comes from enemies of other races.

In the seventh battlefield, the human race has a total of one hundred military bases. The earlier the number, the more dangerous the area, and the stronger the troops stationed there.

The water curtain of the Seventh Battlefield was a kilometer wide and a kilometer high. Within the water curtain, the phantom of the battlefield could be vaguely seen, permeated with a dense aura of killing intent. Wu Qingfeng no longer hesitated and stepped into the water curtain, instantly enveloped by spatial energy. Using the Divine Kingdom as a transit point, after arriving at the Divine Kingdom transit point, the Void Flame clone re-entered the spatial passage, and after a short while, was directly teleported to the Seventh Battlefield Barracks Base No. 003, outside the human territory.

The No. 003 military base was heavily guarded, surrounded by defensive fortifications, and countless soldiers in standard combat armor patrolled back and forth. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the aura of law.

Wu Qingfeng concealed his aura, quickly familiarized himself with the base environment, and then directly accessed the military network to check the military merit requirements—military merits were essential to gain a foothold in the extraterritorial battlefield, and he also needed to use military merits to further conceal his identity this time.

The rules for exchanging military merits were clearly displayed online. One of them made Wu Qingfeng smile: 1 billion military merits would be enough to complete the mission and allow for free advancement or retreat.

Killing a King-level Limit Immortal would directly achieve this goal.

"It's too easy for me," Wu Qingfeng thought to himself. With his current combat power, dealing with the limit of the King-level realm was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

Without wasting any more time, Wu Qingfeng took out the Mechanical Race F9 spaceship, boarded it, and entered the dark universe, speeding towards the Star Tower. In the dark universe, spacetime was distorted, and countless streams of light shuttled rapidly. The spaceship moved forward at top speed, flying through the dark universe for two full days before finally arriving at the shuttle point closest to the Star Tower.

Wu Qingfeng stepped out of the spaceship and looked up at the distant starry sky. There stood a majestic nine-story tower amidst the nebula, nine light-years high, entirely black, surrounded by colorful nebula vortexes—the Star Tower. Fatty, perched on his shoulder, exclaimed excitedly, "Master, Master, is that the Star Tower? It's so tall and magnificent!" Wu Qingfeng nodded slightly, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. The journey to the Star Tower had officially begun.