Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

The moment the seven-colored longsword got close, the flow of time around him changed again, as if trying to bypass the defense of Meng Jingrong's Crimson Flame Sky-Piercing Spear.

But then the Crimson Flame Sky-Piercing Spear suddenly burst forth with dazzling seven-colored light, and time seemed to freeze instantly.

With a gentle flick of the spear, a crisp "ding" rang out, and the seven-colored longsword was instantly sent flying, transforming into 10081 tiny swords as thin as cicada wings, shimmering with seven-colored light, which fell into the void like a shower of stars.

"Ha ha!"

"Again!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Meng Jingrong's eyes as he smiled and said.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh!"

In the sky above the white dwarf, streaks of light disappeared and reappeared in the void.

The wielders of the five divine weapons were clearly enraged and launched wave after wave of increasingly fierce attacks on Meng Jingrong.

Among them, the golden broadsword transformed from the Divine Weapon of Derivation slashed with tremendous force with each strike, while the attacks of the Divine Weapon of Rift were graceful and agile, and the Divine Weapon of Universe was even more elusive...

Despite the fierce attack, Meng Jingrong remained calm and composed.

His movements were as agile as a ghost, weaving freely through the dense attacks. At times, he would wield the Crimson Flame Sky-Piercing Spear, the spinning shaft forming an impenetrable defensive barrier that blocked all attacks.

The two sides fought fiercely for dozens of rounds above the white dwarf, the roars and collisions intertwining, the aftershocks of energy spreading out and carving deep furrows into the wasteland below.

After dozens of rounds of combat, Meng Jingrong finally figured out all the abilities of the five controllers and the core characteristics of the five divine weapons.

"Let's end this!"

Meng Jingrong stepped on the Divine Rift Weapon, and the seven-colored swords surrounding him vanished instantly. The next moment, he pierced the head of the controller who was manipulating the Divine Rift Weapon.

"die!"

Meng Jingrong appeared tens of thousands of meters away at the same time, and the Crimson Flame Sky-Piercing Spear directly knocked away the 'Divine Weapon', piercing through the body of its controller with a single thrust...

Inside the hall of the Nine Luminaries Killing Arena, a pretty red-haired girl was still lying lazily on a soft recliner.

"Pfft~"

She gently spat out the blade of grass she had been holding in her mouth. The blade of grass drew a graceful arc in the air and slowly fell onto the smooth ground.

The pretty red-haired girl slowly stood up, stretched, and her shapely figure was outlined in alluring curves under her loose robe.

A barely perceptible hint of curiosity flashed in her bright eyes.

There was very little that interested her in the Nine Luminaries Killing Arena, but the fleeting glimpse she had just caught piqued her curiosity.

Was that handsome and dashing figure a realm lord, an immortal, or perhaps a marquis-level immortal?

It should be noted that in the Nine Luminaries Empire, a remote and desolate place that is practically a godforsaken place, immortal-level beings are extremely rare.

Filled with curiosity, the pretty red-haired girl clicked into Meng Jingrong's personal space in the killing field without hesitation, wanting to find out more about this mysterious powerhouse.

"Ding, insufficient permissions, access failed!"

The cold, intelligent notification sound rang out, and the curiosity on the pretty red-haired girl's face froze instantly, replaced by utter disbelief.

As the person in charge of the Nine Luminaries Killing Arena, how could she be unable to observe other people's personal spaces? This is simply unheard of!

......

Meanwhile, inside the killing space.

A figure in white robes appeared silently beside Meng Jingrong. He seemed to be in another dimension, and no one could detect his presence.

The white-robed man's eyes gleamed slightly, a hint of satisfaction in them, as he quietly watched the naive battle unfold before him.

Immortal-level insights into the laws! I have almost completely comprehended all ten fundamental laws!

Such talent and comprehension are simply extraordinary!

What surprised him even more was that this was Meng Jingrong's first time entering the killing field, and his application of the laws was still very immature.

This situation inevitably makes the word "origin" come to mind when thinking of the word "native".

But such a comprehension of the laws is considered outstanding even among realm lords, so how could it possibly appear in a cosmic-level native? This almost completely shattered his long-held preconceived notions.

Then, Yuan's figure disappeared.

Meanwhile, in the distant primordial universe, an encrypted email containing a video of Meng Jingrong in battle was sent to the account of the virtual universe company "the oldest being".

With all five controllers killed, Meng Jingrong slowly descended onto the surface of the white dwarf planet.

"We're still too poor!"

Meng Jingrong shook his head slightly.

For him, the level of the wielder of the divine weapon was only the fifteenth level of the Bridge to Heaven, while his understanding of the laws had already reached the level of a Marquis. With this high-level perspective, he easily mastered the techniques and secret methods attached to the wielder of the divine weapon.

Although the database of the virtual universe is vast and contains countless secret techniques and methods.

However, the core flaw of Killing Space is that the opponents you choose can only use secret techniques, but cannot provide any training path for these techniques.

Even if you simulate an opponent with a higher level of secret techniques, without the corresponding cultivation manual as support, its effect on you will be negligible.

"Let's go check out the 'Duel Space'."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Meng Jingrong's eyes.

The Killing Space is designed specifically for one person.

It allows you to set up all sorts of opponents, making it the perfect training ground.

The "Duel Space," however, is where true martial artists duel with each other!

The battle is between two real humans, not a virtual one.

Of course, the cost of the "Duel Space" is only one-tenth that of the "Killing Space".

Meng Jingrong looked at the introductory screen projected by "Pudding".

The Duel Space rating system is divided into the lowest 'one star' and the highest 'nine stars'.

Before reaching nine stars, you can only challenge opponents of the same level. Only after reaching nine stars can you unlock the permission to challenge opponents of different levels.

For example, at the cosmic level, the opponent under normal circumstances is also at the cosmic level. However, if one reaches the nine-star rating, then one can challenge a master at the first level of the domain lord.

Of course, this was to ensure the fairness of the duel.

Within the duel space, both sides' physical attributes, Force foundation, and other hard conditions are automatically set to the same level. What truly matters is the contest of understanding the laws, combat awareness, and the application of secret techniques.

"Let's boost the ratings first!"

Meng Jingrong made up his mind and then set his title in the duel space as Jingyuan.

The Duel Space has a special naming rule: players can repeat their names indefinitely. Each name is followed by a unique personal identifier to completely distinguish their identity and prevent confusion.

Without the slightest hesitation, Meng Jingrong immediately opened the Nine Luminaries Island Duel Space Ranking and then sent out a batch of duel invitations to the top 10,000 online opponents.

According to the rules of the Duel Space, nine-star powerhouses have special privileges, and other martial artists must reach at least seven-star strength to be qualified to challenge them.

Most of the people at the top of the current rankings are eight-star powerhouses who do not have the authority to actively waive invitations and can only manually refuse them one by one.

"Your challenge has been rejected."

"Your challenge has been rejected."

......

A series of cold system notifications refreshed on the screen, but the vast majority of invitations disappeared without a trace—either they were directly rejected, or no one responded for a long time. The dense red notifications on the screen were particularly glaring.

Meanwhile, in another independent battlefield within the Duel Space.

"After nine consecutive high-intensity matches, I am indeed a bit mentally exhausted."

Brotta twisted her neck, but her mood remained cheerful.

"For the final match, I must adjust my condition and strive to successfully reach the ninth star today."

As a powerful ninth-tier, eight-star expert in the Nine Luminaries Killing Arena, he has achieved nine consecutive victories in matches of the same level today. If he wins one more match, he will become the highest-ranking nine-star expert.

"what?"

With a touch of curiosity, Brotta clicked on a challenge message.

"Jingyuan, record: 0 wins, 0 losses, 0 draws, rating: one star."

"Oh."

Seeing this, Brotta's lips curled into a contemptuous smile, and he sneered inwardly: Another newbie who doesn't know his place. He needs an easy battle to loosen up his muscles. Well then, I'll play along with you.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he clicked "agree" without hesitation.

The next second, a system notification popped up on the screen in front of Meng Jingrong: "Your challenge has been passed."

Meng Jingrong breathed a sigh of relief. He had challenged 10,000 people at the same time. Apart from the top 800 nine-star experts, several thousand others directly refused. Some were either busy fighting or hadn't even noticed.

Now that someone has finally accepted the challenge, all this effort has not been in vain.

"Teleported to the final battle space."

With a hint of curiosity, Meng Jingrong looked at the information of the opponent who had successfully challenged him:

"Blood Prison Asura, record 3772 wins, 12 losses, 2 draws, rating - eight stars."

With a flash of light, Meng Jingrong's figure appeared in the decisive battle space.

This is an incredibly vast expanse of azure sea, in the center of which stands a gigantic black metal arena, a thousand kilometers long and wide, capable of withstanding a full-force battle between cosmic-level powerhouses.

On the arena, Brotta, a muscular man with deep blue skin and a blood-red longsword slung across his back, watched with great interest as Meng Jingrong appeared out of nowhere.

Both the Battle Space and the Slaughter Space allow for the selection of any weapon, while the Force Suit is uniformly used at the current level.

"Hello, Blood Prison Asura, that's quite an imposing name."

Meng Jingrong stood calmly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"A newbie who doesn't know his place!" Brota sneered, his figure disappearing instantly, rushing towards Meng Jingrong at thousands of times the speed of sound. His blood-red longsword, carrying a violent aura, was aimed straight at Meng Jingrong's head.

Meng Jingrong floated calmly in mid-air.

"So weak?" He slightly turned his body and casually dodged the extremely fast attack.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Jingrong raised his hand and stopped in front of Brota's forehead, interlocking his middle finger and thumb, and flicked it lightly.

"boom--"

Brotta's pupils contracted sharply, and his consciousness instantly plunged into boundless darkness.