Chapter 221: Greatly Defeating the Number One on the List, Blood Staining the Sky! Instant Kill of Two Top Tens

Chapter 221: Defeating Ranked One, the Skies Stained in Blood! Instant Killing of Two in the Top Ten! Qin Feng Seizes the Stellar Opportunity!

Time passed with frightening velocity within this secret realm, consumed as it was by blood and fire.

Like a most patient stone carving, Qin Feng remained in absolute stillness, blending his own aura completely into the chaotic environment. Yet, this did not mean he was isolated from the world.

His mental energy maintained a minimum level of activity, connecting to the hyperspace private forum like a spider's web, constantly observing the developments across the entire 117th Star System.

A full forty years of time slipped away in the blink of an eye.

Just as he had anticipated, during these forty years, no decisive outcomes had been reported from the other stellar-level opportunity sites.

The battle situations in those places were even far more wretched than that of the Zerg secret realm where he resided.

Countless top-tier geniuses had gathered there, erupting in one earth-shattering battle after another, with the fallen numbering beyond calculation.

Blood dyed the starry sky crimson, yet no one had truly been able to touch that stellar-level opportunity.

The cruel reality ground away the sharp edges of many contestants.

A great number of warriors who had originally harbored a shred of illusion finally lost their longing for stellar-level resources after repeatedly hitting walls or even falling and reincarnating; they turned instead to pragmatically seek lesser opportunities more suited to their current stage.

Only those few geniuses truly standing at the apex of the pyramid, possessing intact King-sealing inheritances, remained unwilling to concede, continuing their tragic struggles within those meat-grinder-like stellar resource points.

"This can be considered a gap period where strength diverges."

Qin Feng watched the various battle reports on the forum, analyzing calmly in his heart.

"If this stalemate drags on any longer, those warriors who chose pragmatic development might not necessarily be unable to catch up with those of us who have comprehended the full King-sealing inheritance.

Though a natural chasm exists in the level of killing methods, if their foundations and realms are piled up using a massive amount of secondary resources to form an absolute crush of raw power, they will likewise stand a chance to perform a fine drama of reversing the tide."

"This is a snowballing competition. Any waste of time is equivalent to disconnecting from the main body. Wanting to compete for top-tier resources in the future will only become harder and harder."

His gaze shifted once more toward the distant battlefield, which had already entered a white-hot phase.

The battle at this moment was nearing its final conclusion.

After forty years of bloody, bitter warfare, the immense green-skinned army had finally, with an unstoppable momentum, crushed the Zerg's last line of defense, successfully pressing into the core-most part of the hive.

Looking out, the once infinite guard swarms had been almost entirely slaughtered.

Of course, the green-skinned side had paid an equally heavy price; tens of millions of green-skinned boys had died on the field of battle, their remains mixing with those of the Zerg, raising the entire ground by several meters.

Now, the only ones still standing on the battlefield were several hundred elite green-skins whose strength had reached the planetary level, along with that core figure resembling a demon god—the green-skin boss, "Big Belly."

The entire secret realm space was permeated with a thick aura of green spores.

If left unmanaged, it was feared that before long, this place could rely on absorbing the free psionic energy in the air to "grow" patch after patch of howling green-skinned boys out of nothing.

"Roar—!"

"WAAAGH!"

Deep within the hive, the sharp, mournful shriek of the Broodmother and the wild, bloodthirsty battle cry of the green-skin boss interwove, creating a terrifying acoustic shockwave that made space itself tremble.

Meanwhile, Cang, Mobi, Yanwu, and Lengyu remained like four statues, quietly watching from the sidelines, with no intention of stepping in to interfere.

This peak duel deciding the ultimate ownership continued for a full three days.

Three days later, those several hundred planetary-level elite green-skins all perished under the frantic counterattack of the Broodmother before her death.

Another three days passed.

Accompanied by a mournful scream that echoed through heaven and earth, the massive, mountain-like Broodmother had her giant head hacked off cleanly by the buzzing chainsword in the hands of "Big Belly."

The Broodmother's head rolled to the ground, and at the center of her brow, a fist-sized, brilliant crystal that seemed condensed from the purest mental energy flickered with a ghostly, mesmerizing light.

This was the core of will that gathered all the essence of this stellar-level hive!

As long as one could obtain it and successfully refine it, it would suffice to allow any planetary-level River Realm warrior to directly complete half the process of constructing the "Boundless Sea"!

"Heh... heh..."

The green-skin boss "Big Belly" was also heavily wounded; his massive body was covered in deep wounds that exposed bone, and dark green blood flowed like a stream.

He panted violently, and the wild "WAAAGH!" field around him showed a very obvious decay.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

The timing was ripe.

Qin Feng still suppressed his final impulse, releasing no excess aura, yet his silhouette, like a phantom, silently closed the distance toward the hive core by tens of thousands of meters.

He was not the sole actor.

"Now is the time! Strike! Slay 'Big Belly'!"

A cold shout erupted from Cang's mouth.

The four who had long been gathering power instantly transformed into four streaks of light, plunging toward the battlefield with the momentum of a thunderbolt!

However, at this exact moment, an abrupt change occurred!

According to the original agreement, Lengyu and Yanwu charged straight toward the green-skin boss "Big Belly," who was already at his wit's end.

Yet Mobi and Cang, who were supposed to move with them, suddenly violated the agreement the moment they rushed out!

The two of them actually turned their directions simultaneously, lunging straight toward the hive's fallen core of will at an even faster speed!

Boom!

The two arrived almost at the same time, launching their most ferocious attacks at each other without the slightest hesitation, instantly colliding and falling into a terrifying internal strife.

The scene rapidly dissolved into extreme chaos.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng, hidden in the darkness, still showed no intention of revealing his head.

"Cang! Mobi! You two bastards!"

Seeing her teammates' betrayal, Lengyu, who was locked in combat with "Big Belly," let out an angry shout.

Without hesitation, she abandoned the enemy before her, turning her body to likewise become an ice-blue streak of light, rushing into the struggle for the hive's core of will.

Leaving Yanwu alone, tightly entangled by the green-skin boss "Big Belly," who had reacted to the situation.

"Roar!"

Yanwu let out an unwilling roar, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens as he struggled to shake off his opponent, but even though "Big Belly" was heavily wounded, his mad combat power was far from something Yanwu could easily contend with alone.

He was dragged down squarely in place, his eyes filled with the anger of betrayal and the despair of a missed opportunity.

Evidently, merely being slower by that one-thousandth of a second in reaction—a single lapse in thought—had caused him to miss that supreme stellar-level opportunity entirely.

"Hahahaha—you clever little human brats!"

Just as the battle situation deteriorated to the absolute limit, the green-skin boss "Big Belly," who was locked in combat with Yanwu, suddenly erupted into a deafening burst of wild laughter.

Before the laughter faded, above the sky of the secret realm, space was once again brutally torn asunder!

Immediately following, three "Battle Moons" identical to the previous ones and filled with the aesthetics of violence appeared out of thin air in this shattered world with an even more terrifying crushing posture!

Countless green-skinned orcs, who had long been hungry and thirsty, surged frantically out of those three "Battle Moons" like a green tide.

What was more terrifying was that, surrounded by them, three more fearsome green-skin War Bosses, identical in size and aura to "Big Belly," descended upon the battlefield!

One was called "Big Arm," one was called "Big Thick Leg," and one was called "Big Armpit Hair."

"Of course... the aura fluctuations of the green-skinned orcs have never truly reached the stellar level.

The true reason they could hold their own against that stellar-level swarm was not that "Big Belly" had reached stellar-level individual strength, but rather... that they had many war bosses infinitely close to stellar-level!

Qin Feng’s pupils abruptly contracted to the size of a pinprick.

He muttered inwardly, "Close call," grateful he hadn’t acted rashly at the first moment.

The greenskins were cunning and cruel.

In their alliances with humanity, they always kept aces up their sleeves.

Now, it was clear—this was no alliance at all, but a trap from start to finish!

"But... with so many greenskins, I’ll have little chance to seize that hive mind core. What now?"

Qin Feng fell silent.

This time, he might waste forty years for nothing.

Four greenskin bosses, each comparable to "Big Belly," plus a sea of greenskin warriors—the battlefield’s tide had turned in a shocking reversal.

Cang, Mobi, and Leng Yu, locked in fierce combat, could no longer afford to fight over the will core so close at hand.

They knew full well: if they didn’t unite, death awaited them all!

The four top prodigies were forced to join hands once more, standing against the four demonic greenskin war bosses.

Yet they were no match.

Within mere exchanges, the four were beaten back step by step, teetering on the brink of disaster.

As Qin Feng watched in silence, his mind racing for a way out, the battlefield shifted again in an unexpected direction.

Cang, locked in a brutal fight with "Big Arm," suddenly feigned a strike, then turned without hesitation, transforming into a streak of purple light, fleeing at an unbelievable speed toward a certain direction...

And that direction was precisely where Qin Feng was hiding!

In just a few breaths, Cang’s figure appeared not far from the valley where Qin Feng lay concealed.

Hot on his heels came the roaring greenskin boss "Big Arm."

"Qin Feng! If you don’t act now, we’ll all die here! Stop hiding!"

A thunderous shout, laden with immense psychic force, exploded like a clap of thunder in Qin Feng’s ears.

"Damn it! This bastard... he spotted me long ago!"

Alarms blared in Qin Feng’s heart.

But before he could react, Cang’s follow-up move had already arrived.

With a loud *bang*, a bolt-round from a bolter struck the ground not far from Qin Feng’s hiding spot, detonating with a roar.

The massive explosion and energy surge, like a torch in the dead of night, instantly drew the attention of every greenskin.

"WAAAGH!"

The endless tide of greenskins, catching sight of a new, never-before-seen enemy, their chaotic and bloodthirsty minds instantly tagged Qin Feng as the "freshest, most interesting toy."

In an instant, the green tide shifted direction, like a breached dam, surging madly toward the valley where Qin Feng stood, swallowing him whole.

*Boom!*

A torrent of psychic energy erupted, blasting the first few hundred greenskin boyz into a mist of blood.

Qin Feng, wielding [Star-Swallower] and clad in standard planetary-grade power armor, stood like an unshakable reef amidst the endless green flood, beginning a brutal bloodbath.

"Ha ha ha ha—!"

Not far away, Cang, while parrying Big Arm’s attacks, let out a hearty laugh.

He called out to the besieged Qin Feng: "Qin Feng! Let’s join forces, kill them first, then split the hive mind core, what do you say? I’m willing to offer resources equal to half its value to compensate you!"

"Heh."

In response came Qin Feng’s cold, emotionless chuckle.

Only a fool would believe Cang’s lies.

Qin Feng had a crystal-clear assessment of everyone’s strength on the field.

The four greenskin war bosses were unfathomably powerful, each far surpassing any single contestant present.

Among the five contestants, Cang was undoubtedly the strongest, firmly in the top tier.

As for himself, Leng Yu, Yan Wu, and Mobi, they were roughly on the same level, with slight differences but no major gaps.

Moreover, there was the endless greenskin horde.

With such a disparity in strength, allying with Cang, that smiling tiger, would be like inviting a wolf into the house.

He’d probably be devoured bones and all without even knowing it.

But retreat?

After lurking here for forty long years, watching the final fruit ripen, slinking away empty-handed—Qin Feng was equally unwilling!

"If only... I’d exchanged for a treasure that could teleport me far away."

A flicker of regret crossed Qin Feng’s mind.

His ten million contribution points had bought a powerful planetary-grade S-class psychic particle rifle, meant as a trump card for long-range assaults.

But now, in this chaotic chase, that one-shot weapon was utterly useless.

"If I had a good escape tool, the best move now would be to snatch the will core and flee."

Alas, there was no regret medicine.

He hadn’t foreseen the situation spiraling into such complexity and chaos.

Now, he could only take it step by step.

"Without an escape item, the only way out is to grab and run!"

In a flash, Qin Feng settled on his sole strategy.

Seeing that words couldn’t sway Qin Feng, the smile in Cang’s eyes faded, replaced by icy indifference.

He stopped talking, focusing on fending off Big Arm, but his peripheral vision never left the gleaming hive mind core.

Thus began a chaotic free-for-all among six factions, all centered on the ultimate prize.

The battle raged on.

Swathes of greenskins fell like wheat before the five top prodigies’ perfected king-killing techniques.

But the greenskin bosses were terrifyingly powerful.

Their crude power armor and weapons, bolstered by the WAAAGH! field, reached unbelievable levels of durability and sharpness.

Their strength far exceeded any contestant present.

Though Cang and the others were unparalleled prodigies, they couldn’t be instantly killed, but could only dance around the bosses’ pursuit.

Thus, the battle dragged on for seven days.

The entire battlefield had become a boiling pot of chaos, utterly mad.

On the seventh day, Mobie, who had been relentlessly besieged by several elite greenskins, finally seized a fleeting opportunity.

With a sudden burst of a mutually destructive strike, he forcefully repelled the enemies before him, and then, moving with the speed of lightning, successfully snatched the hive mind core into his grasp!

Having secured his prize, he did not bestow a single glance upon the pursuers behind him, instantly storing it away into his subspace storage unit, before turning and fleeing!

Simultaneously, he retrieved a sophisticated metallic disc from his storage space, abruptly activating it!

Hum—

An invisible force field instantly rippled outward, attempting to stabilize the chaotic psychic field around him, creating the necessary conditions for his subspace teleportation.

However, at the exact moment the force field expanded, Cang’s icy voice rang out once more.

"Trying to leave? Have you asked me first!"

Bang!

A bolt, precise to the absolute limit, struck first despite being launched later, violently smashing into the psychic field stabilization device, blowing it completely to pieces!

"Cang! I will kill you!"

Seeing his sole path of escape severed, Mobie let out a furious, exasperated roar.

Yet, he was entirely powerless.

Now, the hot potato was squarely in his hands; he had become the target of concentrated fire from all factions.

The only thing left for him to do was to continue fleeing frantically, not wishing to linger in this place for even a single moment.

Qin Feng, Leng Yu, Yan Wu, and those four enraged greenskin warbosses immediately gave chase without pause, and a pursuit across the entire secret realm was thus set in motion.

Everyone was well aware that the essence of this chase was, in truth, a hunt.

They were all waiting for the final moment to strike. For according to the tournament rules, only the individual who delivered the final blow to Mobie would be recognized as the true slayer, thereby directly obtaining all the resources within Mobie’s storage unit—including that stellar-grade hive mind core.

The battle raged on for another month.

Hunted and cornered by everyone, Mobie was driven into a desperate dead end.

"Slay Mobie quickly!"

"Stop plotting against one another! We only have this single second! Those four greenskin warbosses are about to surround us!"

"As for who gets to kill him, let it depend on our respective luck!"

Sent flying by an axe blow from Big Thick Leg, Yan Wu wretchedly stabilized his footing and shouted at the crowd.

However, arrived at this final juncture, no one was willing to strike lightly, hesitant to weave a wedding robe for another.

Qin Feng, Cang, and Leng Yu, almost at the same moment, all chose to restrain one another, guarding against a fatal blow from the others.

Consequently, it was this very moment of hesitation that allowed Mobie, who was already at the end of his rope, to catch a sliver of hope, burning his life force once more to flee wretchedly.

Time flew by rapidly amidst this bizarre cycle of maneuvering, hunting, and plotting among the five contestants and the four greenskin warbosses.

In the blink of an eye, another year had passed.

The millions of the greenskin army within the secret realm had been almost completely annihilated during this chaotic melee of top-tier powerhouses that lasted for over a year.

Now, the only ones still pursuing Qin Feng’s group of five were those four tireless greenskin warbosses and a few scattered, broken remnants.

In this manner, another ten years went by.

Over these ten years, Qin Feng had consistently remained in a high-intensity state where combat and cultivation coexisted.

The constant pressure of life and death served instead as his finest whetstone.

Qin Feng's mental strength, through the tempering of these ten years, was forcefully raised by another thirty percent.

Meanwhile, his comprehension of the Heaven Devouring Fist Technique climbed higher and higher.

Heaven Devouring Fist Technique (Great Accomplishment)

Proficiency: 9920/10000

It was now just a step away from that legendary realm of Perfection!

Another five years passed.

This long war of attrition finally reached its turning point.

Cang, the strongest and also the most resented, was plotted against by the combined efforts of Qin Feng, Mobie, Leng Yu, and Yan Wu during a chaotic clash, driven into a corner, and ultimately, under the siege of the four greenskin warbosses, turned into a brilliant firework of energy.

And as the price, Mobie was heavily wounded once more, losing an arm, clearly unable to hold out much longer.

Yet another year passed.

Mobie, his oil spent and his lamp running dry, finally exposed a fatal flaw during a flight.

This time, Qin Feng did not hesitate again.

He seized that one-thousandth of a second opportunity, the Star Devourer spear in his hand transforming into a black hole that swallowed all, striking later yet arriving first, precisely piercing through the center of Mobie’s brow!

You have slain contestant ‘Mobie’

You have gained points: 1088

You have obtained resources: Hive Mind Core (Stellar-grade) x1, ...

Looking at the information surfacing upon the jade plaque, Qin Feng had no time for any joy, for in the next second, the murder-laden attacks of Leng Yu and Yan Wu came frantically raining down upon him from two directions!

The two of them likewise possessed King-sealing inheritances, their martial realms were both at Great Accomplishment, and their psychic cultivation was nearly identical to Qin Feng's previous level.

But times had changed.

Without Cang and Mobie, with only the two of them remaining, the pressure upon Qin Feng was drastically reduced!

As for those four greenskin warbosses, though their strength remained formidable, after more than a decade of pursuit, their WAAAGH! field had also decayed to a low ebb, their speed barely able to match Qin Feng's!

As long as he could grasp a single opportunity, Qin Feng possessed absolute confidence to escape far away and leave this damned secret realm space!

Leng Yu and Yan Wu clearly understood this as well.

Yet they dared not divide their forces to guard the sole exit of the secret realm, for that would only afford Qin Feng the chance to defeat them one by one, or even cause him to directly utilize his trump card for subspace teleportation.

Thus, a new round of pursuit began once more.

Another year later.

Amidst this continuous hunting and counter-hunting, Qin Feng's comprehension of the Heaven Devouring Fist Technique finally broke through the last bottleneck.

When the water flows, a channel is formed; he had attained Perfection!

His strength experienced a sudden explosion once more!

Another year went by.

During a clash, Qin Feng seized an opportunity, using the Heaven Devouring technique at the realm of Perfection to forcefully shock and repel a greenskin warboss, before his form transformed into a streak of flowing light, fleeing frantically toward the direction of the secret realm's exit without looking back!

Finally, he successfully burst through that distorted ripple of space, returning once more beneath the foul sky of the Rotting Heart!

Having escaped the trap, Qin Feng did not tarry for a single instant, immediately opening the subspace network and randomly locking onto a coordinate located at the edge of the galaxy, preparing to teleport.

However, a psychic field so powerful it was suffocating, and exceedingly complex, instantly enveloped the space for tens of thousands of miles around like an invisible spiderweb, locking him firmly in place!

Qin Feng abruptly raised his head, his pupils contracting violently.

There, at the entrance of that shattered secret realm, a familiar figure hung quietly in the air, a sliver of an icy smile upon their face, as though looking at a trapped bird within a cage.

It was none other than Cang, who had "fallen" eighteen years ago!

His elimination had been deliberate!

All to create the illusion of his departure, then at the victor's most relaxed and unexpected moment, lie in wait and deliver a ruthless, fatal blow!

Cang had calculated that after decades of high-pressure combat, whoever survived would be in a state of extreme mental exhaustion.

The moment they emerged, they would instinctively choose to perform a subspace teleportation.

Even if they considered the possibility of his rebirth and rapid return, it didn't matter.

In his view, among those present, only he possessed the greatest combat power.

No matter which of the four—Qin Feng, Yan Wu, Leng Yu, or Mo Bi—ultimately won, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

Then, he could wait at his ease, reaping the spoils of war!

If all four died at the hands of the Green-skinned Overlords, that was fine too.

He could then venture back in alone.

Though he wasn't confident in slaying all four Green-skinned Overlords at once, with his supreme strength, he could snatch the Will Core under their siege and retreat calmly.

Why hadn't he chosen to ambush inside the secret realm instead of waiting outside?

Because Cang knew well that in the final stage, those madmen would surely skirmish and stall near the secret realm's exit for years or even decades.

Every inch of the secret realm would be battered to pieces, leaving no place for him to hide perfectly!

Waiting outside was the optimal solution!

In a flash, Cang moved!

Wrapped in an unmatched will to crush everything, he poured his life's learning into this single punch, hurtling it fiercely toward Qin Feng!

Facing Cang's earth-shattering, killing-intent-laden thunderous strike, there was no panic in Qin Feng's eyes.

Yes, Qin Feng had indeed not expected that this man, "fallen" for eighteen years, would lie in wait here, staging the ultimate "mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

But that didn't mean he would resign himself to death.

The instant Cang appeared, Qin Feng had already made the fastest and most correct reaction!

No retreat, no dodge!

Because he knew well that within the psychic confinement field Cang had laid, any evasion would only plunge him into a more passive position!

The only chance was to meet force with force!

The [Star-Swallowing] spear let out an excited hum as Qin Feng thrust it fiercely.

It wasn't his self-created [Qian Yuan], nor the sixth-level killing technique [Star-Shattering], but a supreme spear strike that perfectly integrated the will of the [Heaven-Swallowing Fist Technique], now at the "Perfection" realm!

Hum—!

At the spear tip, light and space twisted to an extreme.

That point of spear light seemed no longer a material entity, but a true miniature black hole that could devour everything!

A profound, vast, and overbearing psychic aura instantly spread, colliding violently with Cang's kingly fist intent!

Boom!

A silent roar exploded on the psychic plane.

The moment Cang's terrifying fist, capable of shattering stars, touched that "black hole" region, the immense psychic energy and unmatched will within it vanished like a stone dropped into the sea, crazily absorbed, disintegrated, and crushed by a brutally unreasonable devouring force!

After only a brief stalemate, Cang's supreme strike, enough to threaten the four Green-skinned Overlords, was effortlessly neutralized by Qin Feng's spear!

"The King-making Legacy... has already reached Perfection!"

An incredulous shock spread across Cang's always calm face.

He had miscalculated!

Cang, brimming with confidence, had spent ten precious years of the "Hunting Period" waiting here, his greatest confidence rooted in absolute faith in his own strength!

He believed that among Qin Feng, Yan Wu, Leng Yu, and Mo Bi, his power was firmly first, and no matter who emerged battered, they could never be his match!

But he never imagined that Qin Feng, in that decades-long hellish melee, had honed the King-making Legacy to the legendary "Perfection" realm!

Great Achievement and Perfection—though only one word apart, their power was worlds apart!

And in a duel of masters, victory or defeat often hinged on a single moment.

In the ten-thousandth of a second when Cang's focus wavered, Qin Feng's counterattack descended like a storm!

Qin Feng's left hand shot up, and a massive particle gun, ferocious in design and gleaming with dangerous psychic energy, appeared in his grip!

It was his ultimate trump card, hidden for decades—the planetary-grade S-class psychic particle gun!

Hum!!!

A terrifying psychic fluctuation, enough to make even a star tremble, erupted.

Without any need for charging, Qin Feng's "River and Ocean Realm" psychic power and vast psychic energy poured into it madly!

A beam of psychic energy, more brilliant and searing than a sun's core, tore through space, hurtling toward Cang at point-blank range!

"Not good!"

The shadow of death engulfed Cang like a tide.

He never imagined Qin Feng's trump card would be such an unreasonable killing tool!

Nor did he expect Qin Feng to act so decisively and ruthlessly, giving him no chance to breathe!

"Mo Bi! Stop hiding! Block him now, or none of us will get that Hive Will Core!"

At the brink of life and death, Cang let out a earth-shaking roar.

At the same time, he poured his life's learning into both fists, unleashing his psychic power recklessly in a desperate last stand.

In truth, Cang had his own trump card too.

But everything happened too fast! He was too confident! He never anticipated that Qin Feng's King-making Legacy had reached "Perfection," nor that Qin Feng would be so ruthless as to act without a word, directly deploying a trump card that could threaten his life!

"If I'm badly injured, I'll waste resources healing—better to die clean!"

In a roar full of resentment and fury, Cang's form, along with his final fist resistance, dissolved into the most basic particle stream within that unstoppable psychic beam, evaporating into nothing.

And as Cang shouted those words, from another void, Mo Bi's figure emerged!

He too had harbored the same "waiting for the oriole" plan!

But when he sensed Cang also hidden nearby, he buried himself deeper, ready to clean up after Cang and the final victor had worn each other out.

Yet he never imagined Cang possessed some psychic secret art to precisely detect others' locations, exposing his hiding spot with a single sentence!

Still, it didn't matter.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At almost the same moment, Leng Yu and Yan Wu's figures finally stumbled out from the shattered secret realm entrance.

When they saw this scene—Cang reduced to ashes, and Qin Feng standing proudly with his killing tool—they both paused in slight shock.

"Ha ha ha ha! Qin Feng, your trump card is spent! Let's see how you run now!"

Hand over the Hive Mind Core! We can, for the sake of fellow contestants, spare you one forfeit opportunity!

Mobi bellowed, and without slowing, he lunged to strike at Qin Feng.

"Do you think you are Cang?!"

On Qin Feng's face appeared a trace of bitterly cold mockery.

His figure vanished in an instant, and the [Star-Swallower] in his hand once again erupted with a terrifying aura that could devour heaven and earth!

"Heaven-Devouring!"

A single spear, swept out!

That terrifying spear tip was like a true black hole descending upon the world.

Not only matter, but even spirit, even will, seemed about to be utterly devoured by that irresistible, overwhelming force!

"What?!"

The smile on Mobi's face froze instantly.

He hastily raised his battle-axe to block, but everything was already too late.

That surging, unreasonably overwhelming force, along with the crushing spiritual will, instantly shattered his defense!

His battle-axe shattered inch by inch, his power armor burst like paper, and his formidable physical body was ground into a mist of blood under that terrifying churning force!

Another top-tier prodigy from the top ten of the combat rankings died on the spot, staining the sky with blood!

All of this happened too fast!

So fast that Leng Yu and Yan Wu, who had just rushed out of the secret realm, had not yet recovered from Cang's "death" and Mobi's "resurrection" when they discovered that that terrifying figure, like a god or demon, had already ferociously arrived before them!

Still the same move, domineering and unparalleled—"Heaven-Devouring"!

"No!"

In Yan Wu's eyes, there was only time to reflect that ever-expanding, all-devouring darkness before he was utterly overwhelmed by that irresistible force.

His body, as if thrown into a meat grinder, instantly exploded into pieces, transforming into the most primal energy, staining the sky with blood.

Instant kill!

Another instant kill!

As for the last remaining Leng Yu, Qin Feng did not even spare her a glance.

After slaying Yan Wu, his figure did not pause in the slightest; he directly transformed into a streak of light and madly fled toward the distance, away from this place of trouble.

"WAAAGH!"

At that moment, four massive and furious figures finally roared out of the secret realm.

They immediately saw the only living person on the scene—Leng Yu standing in place.

"Damn it!"

Leng Yu let out a curse.

She wanted to chase after Qin Feng, but those four greenskin bosses, already bloodshot with rage, had her tightly entangled, leaving her unable to break free—truly a bitter situation with no way to voice her frustration.

…

Qin Feng fled all the way, and after confirming there were no pursuers behind him, he immediately activated subspace teleportation.

Accompanied by a violent fluctuation of space, his figure instantly vanished from this planet named "Heart of Rot."

A few minutes later.

The figures of Cang, Mobi, and Yan Wu, under the power of the "King-Crowning Domain," were all perfectly reborn, appearing one after another before that shattered subspace fragment.

But here was already empty of anyone, leaving only Leng Yu still struggling bitterly against the four greenskin bosses, and the faint trace of spatial fluctuation belonging to Qin Feng lingering in the air.

"…"

The scene was a silence oppressive to the extreme.

The three top-tier prodigies, just reborn, looked at each other, their expressions grim to the utmost.

They had calculated everything, but in the end, it all became another's wedding garment.

Soon, Cang was the first to turn around, activate teleportation, and leave directly.

Mobi and Yan Wu followed closely, even leaving faster than they had arrived, fearing that the four greenskin bosses, having lost their target, would turn to trouble them.

They completely ignored Leng Yu, still in the midst of her bitter struggle.

As for their destination, it was not to pursue Qin Feng.

Although they were currently in the hunting period and could see Qin Feng's specific coordinates, none of them did so.

All were top-tier prodigies; even though they had now lost their opportunity and even wasted nearly sixty years, they forcibly suppressed their immense emotional turmoil.

The reason was simple: Qin Feng's current strength had exceeded the range they could handle.

First, Mobi and Yan Wu had already witnessed Qin Feng's terror; encountering him meant instant death with no chance to fight back. Now, during the hunting period, if killed by Qin Feng, they would completely lose their qualification for the competition.

As for Cang, he did want to pursue and kill Qin Feng.

But after careful thought, even if Qin Feng no longer had his trump card weapon, Cang was not certain he could slay Qin Feng within ten years. Moreover, if Qin Feng were more despicable, he would entangle Cang, dragging him for ten years, and Cang would also lose his qualification.

"Qin Feng!"

Several of them roared in their hearts, but had no recourse, only able to etch that name—Qin Feng—deeply into memory.

(End of chapter)