Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

As the light faded, Lin Youfeng's figure appeared in mid-air.

His gaze swept over Qingyun.

On both sides of the street, corpses were piled up like mountains, and ruins were everywhere.

The strong stench of blood filled the air, making the entire street seem like a living hell.

Lin Youfeng's face was contorted with rage, his gaze fixed on Qingyun below, his killing intent erupting like a volcano.

"Haha! My luck is off the charts today! I just took down a seventh-tier eternal star, and now an even stronger one has appeared!"

Qingyun threw his head back and laughed, looking at Lin Youfeng in mid-air with great interest.

Sensing the aura of a ninth-tier Constant Star level emanating from Lin Youfeng, he said with a hint of amusement, "Judging by this, you must be the strongest on this native planet, right? A ninth-tier Constant Star level 9, not bad prey. Killing you will increase my points by a significant amount!"

Lin Youfeng gripped his spear tightly, his face grave as he looked at Qingyun, who was completely unprepared not far away.

"You lowly native ants, I, the prince, will gladly accept your one hundred million points!"

Qingyun, too lazy to say more, lunged at Lin Youfeng like an arrow released from a bow.

A jet-black battle blade appeared in his hand at some unknown time. The blade was surrounded by a dense black aura, and it brought down with earth-shattering power. Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn apart, and a piercing shriek was heard.

"boom--!"

A thunderous collision resounded as the spear and sword clashed head-on, sending terrifying energy shockwaves spreading outwards, shattering buildings within a kilometer radius as if they were made of paper.

however!

Qingyun felt a surge of immense power backlash from the battle blade, his chest heaving with blood and qi, and his body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily into a tall building not far away like a kite with a broken string.

"Boom!"

He smashed a huge hole in the building, and rubble and debris poured down, filling the air with dust and smoke, completely engulfing Qingyun's figure.

"Just... a ninth-tier Celestial Realm cultivator, seventh-level Domain?"

Lin Youfeng hovered in mid-air, staring at Qingyun, who had been sent flying by his own shot, his face filled with disbelief.

He had assumed that the opponent's arrogance meant their strength was unfathomable, at least a powerful being who had comprehended the laws, but he never expected them to be so easily defeated.

Suppressing his astonishment, Lin Youfeng held nothing back and unleashed the full power of the Metal Law within his body, transforming into a blur as he chased after the ruins where Qingyun had fallen.

"How is this possible! A celestial-level martial artist from a native planet could comprehend the Law of Metal? This is absolutely impossible!"

Qingyun's mind was a little dazed. A native of the Hengxing level had actually comprehended the Law of Metal.

He struggled to crawl out of the rubble, his head spinning and his chest aching terribly.

Even in the Henghe Empire, only Lei Shan comprehended the laws at the Hengxing star level.

As the thirteenth prince of the empire, his talent far surpassed that of ordinary people. With the dedicated cultivation of his elite realm master uncle, he only reached the seventh level of the domain at the Hengxing level.

The native in front of him had comprehended the laws on his own without any contact with extraterrestrial civilizations, and Qingyun even suspected that he was hallucinating.

"Change armor and weapons!"

The moment Qingyun had that thought, he felt a chill in his chest.

A blood-stained spearhead had already pierced through his body.

The golden law at the tip of the spear erupted suddenly, and terrifying power instantly tore his body apart.

Blood and flesh fragments were scattered everywhere.

Even in death, Qingyun could not believe that he, the thirteenth prince of the Henghe Empire, had fallen on this obscure native planet and died at the hands of a mere Hengxing native.

Lin Youfeng landed slowly, blood dripping from the tip of the gun and splashing onto the ground, spreading into dark red flowers.

He looked up at the Huai tree beside the street, which had been destroyed by the fighting and fallen; its roots had been completely destroyed.

This tree is so much like myself right now.

If the root is gone, how can this "leaf" survive on its own?

......

Yangzhou, Ming Dynasty capital.

The setting sun was like blood, its afterglow painting the streets with a deep, golden-red twilight.

The ten semi-transparent wind illusions surrounding Mu Feng suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless tiny fireflies, like dust blown away by the wind, quietly merging into the cool air.

His previously composed expression was now filled with shock, his pupils fixed on the floating pale blue light screen.

Hunter: Qingyun (deceased)

"That piece of trash!"

Mu Feng cursed under his breath, his tone filled with astonishment, "They actually got killed by the natives of this planet?"

Before he finished speaking, his silver-glowing B9-level battle suit instantly disintegrated, replaced by a heavy battle armor covered with dark gold patterns.

Only when he felt the cool texture of the D9-level mechanical race battle suit did his tense nerves relax slightly.

This is a top-tier treasure worth more than a dozen Chaos Units. Even a sixth or seventh-level Domain Lord wouldn't be able to break through its defenses with all their might.

Then, Mu Feng retrieved the footage of Qingyun's death.

In the scene, Lin Youfeng holds a long spear, and his fierce aura almost breaks through the light barrier.

Mu Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

"Ninth-tier Celestial Realm, ninth-level Domain, and they've even comprehended the Law of Metal... This seemingly unremarkable planet actually has such extraordinary natives?"

As a recognized super genius of the "Northern Sea Holy Land", Mu Feng had already comprehended the Law of Wind, and naturally understood how incredible it was that a Star-level native could reach the same level.

His father spent thousands of units of resources to cultivate him, and even invited several elite realm masters to teach him personally, so that he was able to step into the threshold of the Law of Wind at the Hengxing level.

Even in the "Northern Sea Holy Land," a place teeming with geniuses, only a few hundred Star-level beings have comprehended a trace of the laws.

Hundreds of people seem like a lot.

But how vast is the territory of the Northern Sea Universe Kingdom?

It governs tens of thousands of star regions, each of which contains thousands of galaxies.

Within each galaxy, there are millions of planets that harbor life.

Gazing at the figure in the image, Mu Feng said with a hint of regret, "What a waste of that talent. You killed Qingyun, so you were destined not to live."

"Connect all members."

Mu Feng gave the order in a deep voice.

With a soft "beep," six figures, one real and one illusory, appeared out of thin air.

Amidst the flickering light and shadow, the solemnity on everyone's face was clearly visible.

Clearly, news of Qingyun's death had already spread far and wide, causing these powerful figures from advanced civilizations to feel a sense of apprehension.

"Brothers, Qingyun is dead. The trial is temporarily suspended."

Mu Feng's gaze swept over everyone, and he noticed that everyone had changed into stronger armor and weapons.

Clearly, Qingyun's death had terrified them all.

"How could such a celestial genius emerge from this marginal planet!"

Lei Shan, whose stature was as muscular as an iron tower, took a step forward, the lightning patterns on his armor flickering slightly, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

"Brother Lei Shan, in terms of pure strength, are you confident you can defeat him?"

A woman with a graceful figure and beautiful face asked the question.

"That's not right!"

A figure clad in blue armor, exuding a sharp aura, immediately retorted, "Brother Lei Shan is the undisputed number one genius of the Henghe Empire, a mere native who has never been exposed to advanced cultivation systems. How could he possibly compare to him?"

Lei Shan slowly shook his head, his gaze scrutinizing him. "If he were to cultivate in the 'Northern Sea Holy Land' for a hundred years, perhaps I wouldn't be entirely confident of defeating him."

Then, he changed the subject, "But! Natives are still natives. Whether it's their power generation techniques, application of rules, or combat awareness, they're ridiculously stupid!"

Mu Feng raised his hand and waved it, and a silver-white light screen appeared in front of him, within which was a battlefield filled with smoke and fire.

"Urgent news briefing!"

"This is the frontline reporting team of the Ziwei Star Federation. We are currently located in the central district of Qingchen Prefecture, Yongzhou!"

A female reporter dressed in a dark blue business suit appeared in the frame.

Her hair was disheveled, dust clung to her forehead, her cheeks flushed red with excitement, and her voice trembled with barely suppressed sobs, "Behind me is Elder Lin Youfeng of the Sword Sect! Just a quarter of an hour ago, he single-handedly killed a cosmic invader!"

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, her tone firm and resolute, "Fellow countrymen of Ziwei Star, we still have hope! Please immediately seek shelter in the nearest air-raid shelter and ensure the safety of yourselves and your families. We will continue to provide real-time updates on the battlefield situation!"

After the reporter finished speaking, he immediately turned the camera around to focus on the subject.

The streets of Qingchen Prefecture were already devastated, with wisps of smoke rising from the broken walls and ruins.

Lin Youfeng stood straight atop the ruins, his black armor stained with blood. He looked straight up at the sky, as if he could pierce through the clouds and see the enemy hidden in the void.

"You scum of the universe, I know you can see and hear me!"

Lin Youfeng's voice boomed like thunder across the land, carrying a chilling killing intent: "I'll be waiting for you right here. If you have the guts, come and kill me! Otherwise, get out of Ziwei Star!"

"You're asking for it! This arrogant, ignorant native ant!"

A burly man in black armor roared, his eyes filled with rage.

"We can't kill him so easily."

Another being, with a sinister, snake-like face and a thin build, licked his lips, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Such talent, it's too much of a waste to kill him directly. It's better to keep him alive and torture him slowly, letting him experience the terror of advanced civilization!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, their tone filled with contempt for the indigenous people and unbridled malice.

Even in the vast universe, they are still a powerful and privileged class who hold the power of life and death.

Now, being openly provoked by a "native" from an inferior civilization, everyone's eyes burned with rage.

"It's up to you, Lei Shan."

Mu Feng shifted his gaze from Lin Youfeng on the light screen to the burly man beside him. "No matter how useless Qingyun is, he is still a prince of your Henghe Empire. You must avenge him yourself."

"no problem."

Lei Shan nodded in agreement, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

Mu Feng turned his gaze back to Lin Youfeng, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Brothers, let's gather at Qingchen Prefecture and together destroy the last hope of this inferior civilization!"