Chapter 229: One Person Facing Eighty Thousand Martial Artists! Qin Feng's Divine Power! Beheading

Chapter 229: One Man Faces Eight Hundred Thousand Warriors! Qin Feng's Divine Might! Slaying Yu Hai and Yan Hu, the Hope of Turning the Tide!

In the void, Qin Feng's consciousness was immersed within his identity jade token.

His brow furrowed slightly, a trace of barely concealed astonishment flickering in his eyes.

"Hmm? What's this?"

His mind swept over the loot list recorded in the token, and two streams of data, freshly stripped from his enemies, clearly manifested in his sea of consciousness.

One item, an unusually vast quantity of resources, left him somewhat perplexed.

"These two... how do they have so many golden beast fragments?"

Qin Feng's breath involuntarily halted for a moment.

Eighteen pieces.

A full eighteen pieces of beast fragments, shimmering with dazzling golden light, lay quietly within the subspace storage unit.

Each piece contained energy of the purest refinement, identical to those core zone fragments he had risked his life to collect before.

He knew full well what this meant.

And five golden beast fragments, with their contained energy and value, could roughly complete about 10% of the construction progress.

Now, from these two fellows he had casually obliterated moments ago, he had looted eighteen pieces.

This wealth was enough to skyrocket the construction progress of his [Undying Tower] by a significant margin, adding at least an extra 30% to 40%.

"Could it be... that these two smuggled them out from the core zone?"

A thought flashed through Qin Feng's mind like lightning.

He immediately recalled a certain detail from his cultivation within the star's core.

In the later years of his seclusion, he had distinctly sensed an abrupt, unnatural drop in the energy density of beast fragments in that core region.

At the time, his first reaction was that Caesar, along his patrol path, had absorbed all the fragments in his way, causing the energy density to thin.

But now, Qin Feng had a new judgment.

Upon careful reflection, he realized this deduction had a glaring logical flaw.

Caesar's strength was unfathomable; his mastery over the chaotic force field within the star far surpassed Qin Feng's own.

If Caesar had truly explored the region where Qin Feng was in seclusion, with his overwhelming perception, Qin Feng could never have hidden for decades.

Yet, if viewed from another angle—assuming these two, far weaker than Caesar, had secretly slipped into the core zone during his seclusion and packed away a large number of beast fragments—then everything made sense.

Though their strength was somewhat greater than his before rebirth, it was ultimately limited, and their understanding and application of the chaotic force field were far inferior to Caesar's.

Thus, it was entirely plausible that they failed to detect him, deep in seclusion, within that complex environment.

"So, they were a pair of turncoats."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

This discovery did not anger him; instead, it lifted a weight from his heart.

"It seems that even someone as mighty as Caesar is not omnipotent. What he has built is merely a temporary alliance held together by absolute force and shared interests."

Qin Feng mused inwardly.

The warriors of the 99th Galaxy had gathered under Caesar's banner partly out of submission to his despair-inducing power and partly for personal gain.

They were not truly loyal at heart.

This was only natural, for who among those who had reached this level was not a top-tier prodigy from various war legions and civilizations?

Standing at the pyramid's apex, proud and unbending, how could they be so easily conquered by another and willingly serve as his tools?

Caesar could temporarily bind them with strength, but he could never truly unify their wills.

Once a sufficiently tempting interest appeared, or when Caesar's pressure slightly relaxed, this fragile alliance would immediately crack from within.

"This... makes it more acceptable."

Qin Feng slowly exhaled.

An invincible and united legion was terrifying, but a group riddled with selfishness and betrayal had its threat greatly diminished.

Undoubtedly, the 99th Galaxy Alliance built by Caesar was merely a coalition of interests, not a powerful war legion tempered through countless blood and fire, with its own discipline and ideology.

His mind calmed, and his consciousness shifted again, landing on the last item in the loot list.

It was an ancient bronze compass, adorned with intricate patterns, emitting faint spatial fluctuations.

The moment his will touched the compass, lines of cold text, like a data stream, were projected directly onto his identity jade token, clearly imprinting into his consciousness.

[Tournament Item: Rebirth Compass]

[Description: Automatically synthesized after collecting two compass fragments. Through the Rebirth Compass, you can lock onto and view in real time the coordinates of all warriors within the current trial galaxy cluster who share the same cultivation level as the holder and are currently in the 'Hunting Period'.]

[Mission: Hunt down twenty warriors of the same cultivation level who are in the 'Hunting Period'. Upon mission completion, the Rebirth Compass will automatically disappear, and the completer will receive a massive reward.]

[Current Progress: 18/20]

[Mission Reward: A share of cultivation resources worth 1B Imperial Contribution Points, tailored to the completer's current cultivation level.]

Qin Feng read this description word by word, his expression shifting from initial calm to an irrepressible smile.

1B Contribution Points!

This was an astronomical sum that would drive any Stellar-level warrior mad.

He carefully calculated in his mind.

One billion contribution points, if all converted into top-tier cultivation resources, could allow an ordinary Boundless Sea warrior with mediocre foundations to forcibly stack the construction progress of his [Undying Tower] to around 30%.

This was roughly equivalent to the fruits of decades of bitter cultivation in the star core of the Beast Graveyard.

"The Bet Token..."

Qin Feng's mind conjured the image of the forced gamble initiated by Caesar, sweeping across six galaxies.

The penalty for losing was that all warriors on the losing side would be burdened with a colossal debt of 1B Contribution Points.

This debt, like a heavy mountain, pressed on the hearts of every survivor.

Even someone as strong as Qin Feng felt immense pressure when seeing this number.

"Regardless, as long as I complete this mission, the penalty for losing the Bet Token will be completely neutralized."

Qin Feng's gaze sharpened. "No matter what, with the beast fragments added, this wave is a net gain, not a loss. Even if I lose the Bet Token, I still come out ahead."

His mood brightened considerably.

"Hmm... eighteen, just two more to go to finish this mission."

Qin Feng's eyes swept across the virtual star map interface of the compass, his divine sense rapidly filtering through countless flickering points of light.

Soon, two names he had deliberately marked jumped out from the jumble of information, glowing with a faint red light.

Yu Hai.

Wild Goose and Tiger.

"It's settled, you two."

Qin Feng's tone was calm, but the killing intent within it was enough to freeze the very void around him.

"Oh? Quick to react—must have received news of their comrade's death, figured I was coming to kill them, and now they're frantically fleeing."

On the compass's display, the two points of light were not stationary; they moved at tremendous speed across the star map, their trajectory heading toward a certain stellar-level resource site, where many martial artists from the 99th Galaxy were gathered.

A scornful, cold smile curled on Qin Feng's face.

Under the lock of the "Rebirth Compass," no matter where they fled to the ends of the universe, they were nothing but turtles in a jar.

Such futile struggle only made their deaths more laughable.

And in the 99th Galaxy, aside from Caesar, no one was his match!

He glanced at the coordinates of the two.

"First, slay Yu Hai, then kill Wild Goose and Tiger!"

The moment the decision was made, Qin Feng hesitated no longer.

Subspace teleportation!

Hum—

A faint spatial hum sounded.

Qin Feng's figure, through the subspace teleportation network, vanished completely from this desolate planet.

—

In the vast void of the cosmos, a majestic ancient tree, immeasurable by any known scale, stood silently.

It was one of the most renowned stellar-level resource points in this galaxy cluster—the Bodhi Ancient Tree.

The existence of this tree transcended the bounds of common sense.

Its roots plunged deep into the boundless darkness, as if drawing upon the primordial power of the entire universe.

Its trunk was so thick that several galaxies could dock side by side, covered in ancient and profound patterns, each like a surging river of laws, unfathomably deep.

And its canopy, blotting out the sky, formed a true "starry sky."

Countless stars were captured by its branches, hanging like ripe fruits among the lush foliage, emitting either blazing or gentle light.

On a seemingly insignificant twig hung a blazing star, surrounded by seven or eight planets of varying sizes, slowly revolving around it, forming a miniature yet real stellar system.

The height of the entire ancient tree had long surpassed the unit of light-years, becoming an eternal and magnificent sight in this universe.

Midway up the thick trunk of the Bodhi Ancient Tree, a vast, boundless platform had been carved out by powerful martial artists with supreme might.

On this platform, over eight hundred thousand martial artists sat cross-legged, their auras merging into one, their spiritual wills highly concentrated, all bathing in the mysterious Dao rhythm emitted by the ancient tree, comprehending their own killing techniques.

This place was once the core territory of the 118th Galaxy, but after the "Betting Decree" was activated, it was swiftly conquered by the 99th Galaxy Alliance led by Caesar.

Now, it had become the stronghold of the martial artists from the 99th Galaxy.

These proud prodigies, after undergoing brutal battles, would instinctively return here, using the Bodhi Ancient Tree's miraculous effect of temporarily enhancing insight to review their gains and losses in battle, deduce techniques and killing moves, and turn combat experience into part of their own strength.

The entire platform square was filled with a dense atmosphere of seeking the Dao, quiet and solemn.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two streaks of light tore through the void, landing precisely at the edge of the platform.

The light dissipated, revealing the slightly disheveled figures of Yu Hai and Wild Goose and Tiger.

Seeing the sea of people before them, a gathering of countless experts, their taut nerves relaxed a little.

On this square, there were fully seven to eight hundred thousand comrades from the same 99th Galaxy, with martial artists coming and going in an endless stream.

Such immense power gathered here was enough to give anyone a strong sense of security.

"Hurry!"

Yu Hai lowered his voice, his tone carrying an undeniable urgency, "That madman has obtained the complete 'Rebirth Compass'; his mission target must be us! We must spend all our contribution points immediately, exchange them all for life-saving equipment and items!"

"Damn it!"

Wild Goose and Tiger cursed fiercely, "Where is Lord Caesar? Where the hell did he go?! That monster Qin Feng is about to come kill us! Once we're eliminated, we'll say goodbye to the endless resources here forever!"

Being eliminated meant losing the great war zone, this place full of opportunities to grow stronger.

That would create a huge gap between them and their peers. The two had personally eliminated eighteen people, so they knew better than anyone how great a loss elimination was!

A nearby martial artist who was meditating opened his eyes and replied in a deep voice, "Lord Caesar is breaking through the final barrier.

Rumor has it that he is already searching for the last core resource to advance to the stellar level. He only needs 20% more construction progress to complete the forging of the 'Immortal Sacred Feather' and step into the stellar level."

"Ah..."

Yu Hai let out a heavy sigh.

With Caesar absent, the last shred of confidence in their hearts vanished.

He dared not shake morale in public, so he quickly transmitted his thoughts to Wild Goose and Tiger via spiritual power: "It's okay, don't panic. There are over eight hundred thousand of our people here. Even if that Qin Feng is arrogant, there's no way he knows Lord Caesar's exact whereabouts.

Even if he had the guts, he might not dare to barge into our stronghold to make a move!"

"Yeah, right."

Wild Goose and Tiger responded verbally, feeling a bit more at ease, but his hands never stopped moving.

He immediately opened the virtual interface of the Imperial Trade Guild, like a gambler who had lost everything, frantically converting all his savings into various knowledge creations—one-time high-power attack scrolls, anchors that could briefly stabilize spatial force fields, amulets that could block spiritual shocks... anything that could save his life, he bought without hesitation.

However, just as they thought they were temporarily safe and could catch their breath, an extremely subtle yet unmistakable ripple of spatial fluctuation spread without warning above the center of the platform.

Hum—

Everyone's movements froze at that moment.

The void seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand, and a figure clad in pure black streamlined power armor, holding a pitch-black long spear, stepped out slowly.

The moment he appeared, an indescribable, tangible, terrifying spiritual power, like a bursting flood, exploded outward, crossing vast distances, turning into two invisible shackles that locked firmly onto the just-relieved Wild Goose and Tiger and Yu Hai!

At the same time, behind that figure, the phantom of a towering silver-white ancient tower, four hundred stories high, broke through the boundary between reality and illusion, manifesting with a roar!

On that ancient tower, countless densely packed runes flowed like living things, exuding an immortal, eternal aura.

Its mere existence made the surrounding space thick and viscous, as if turning into the mire of the deep sea.

A terrifying will that suppressed all ages descended with the tower, enveloping the entire platform square.

All the prodigies present, regardless of their strength, felt a tremor from the depths of their souls at that moment!

"Qin Feng?!"

"It's that Qin Feng! He actually dares to come!"

"Four hundred stories... 40% construction progress! What terrifying strength!!"

"Qin Feng, how dare you come alone to our 99th Galaxy's resource point?! Aren't you being too arrogant!"

Shouts of surprise and angry cries rose one after another, shattering the originally peaceful and solemn cultivation atmosphere.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In an instant, among the crowd, over a dozen beings of formidable aura suddenly rose to their feet.

Their construction degrees had all reached over 10%!

At their head, one had already attained 20%, his strength on par with Yu Hai and Yan Hu.

Their eyes were like lightning, fixed unblinkingly on Qin Feng, who hovered in the air; their powerful auras locked onto him from afar, and a great battle seemed imminent.

“…”

Qin Feng’s gaze did not linger on these people for even a moment; it remained locked onto his target, his voice icy and devoid of any emotion, “I only kill Yu Hai and Yan Hu. The rest of you, don’t court death.”

His calm tone carried an unquestionable arrogance.

“Such big talk!”

“Brothers, he completely disregards us—all eight hundred thousand!”

“Let’s attack together! Show him the might of the 99th Galaxy!”

Qin Feng’s audacity ignited the fury of every prodigy present.

They were all dragons and phoenixes among men—when had they ever suffered such contempt?

In an instant, the spiritual will of eight hundred thousand martial artists began to coalesce in an unspoken accord, forming a colossal psychic tsunami that crashed toward the solitary figure in the sky, seeking to contend with his terrifying ancient tower’s will.

The entire Bodhi Ancient Tree platform hummed and trembled under the clash of these immense wills.

Yet, just as everyone’s attention was drawn to Qin Feng, righteous indignation ready to defend their comrades, the focal points of the incident—Yu Hai and Yan Hu—made a move that caught all off guard.

They turned and fled!

Without a moment’s hesitation, like startled birds, they bolted in opposite directions.

“Subspace teleportation is failing!”

“It’s the psychic field stabilizer!”

Yu Hai, while sprinting, roared and retrieved a metal disc emitting a peculiar fluctuation from his storage space, activating it fiercely.

An invisible field instantly radiated from him, desperately resisting Qin Feng’s psychic suppression, trying to carve out a stable field for subspace teleportation within the completely sealed space.

On the other side, Yan Hu was no slower.

He hurled various knowledge constructs he had just exchanged from the Imperial Trade Station behind him like they were worthless, hoping to block Qin Feng for even an instant.

At the same time, a similar field stabilizer appeared in his hand, which he activated with all his might to stabilize the psychic and psionic fields around him.

Their calculations were clear.

Qin Feng had already killed them once; the “hunting period” was over.

If they could successfully teleport away just once, even a mere few light-years, the “Rebirth Compass” would lose its precise lock on them.

By then, for Qin Feng to find them again would be like searching for a needle in the ocean!

But…

“Hmph!”

A cold snort, brimming with boundless authority, escaped Qin Feng’s lips.

In that instant, the four-hundred-story silver-white ancient tower blazed with an immeasurable silver light, unbearable to behold.

The light poured like mercury, seeping into every crevice, sweeping across the entire platform square in a flash.

Pfft!

The eight hundred thousand prodigies present, regardless of their strength, all groaned in unison under this terrifying psychic assault, feeling as if their souls had been struck by an invisible giant hammer. Their blood churned; over half spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces turning deathly pale.

That vast will, just coalesced to oppose Qin Feng, melted away like snow under the scorching sun beneath that silver radiance, crumbling utterly!

“I can’t handle Caesar, but I can handle you lot?” Qin Feng sneered.

Before his words faded, his form vanished from where he stood.

This was not space teleportation; there was no trace of spatial fluctuation.

It was his speed, surpassing the limits of everyone present’s vision and psychic perception!

The next moment, Qin Feng’s figure appeared like a ghost beside the fleeing Yu Hai.

Almost simultaneously, the psychic field stabilizer in Yu Hai’s hand, which he had been desperately operating, emitted a sharp crack, its surface covered in fissures, then, under Qin Feng’s overwhelming psychic field, exploded into a heap of useless parts!

Yu Hai’s pupils contracted to their utmost in that instant.

Before he could react, a pitch-black spear had silently pierced his psionic shield, pierced his proud armor, entered precisely through his back, and emerged from his chest.

Thwack!

Yu Hai’s body shuddered violently.

Then the terrifying force contained within the spear erupted, and his body instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist, dying on the spot!

Seeing this, Yan Hu, fleeing in the opposite direction, felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head, his soul fleeing in terror!

He frantically urged his knowledge constructs, watching as the spatial field around him was about to stabilize.

Just one second!

No, just half a second!

If he could have just half a second more, he could activate subspace teleportation and flee far from this demon!

But at that moment, time became the most precious thing to him.

The next instant, he felt a lightness in his body; looking down, he saw a bloodstained spear tip piercing his heart.

That spear, which had just drunk the blood of his comrade, had somehow appeared behind him.

Yan Hu opened his mouth, trying to say something, but the terrible shredding force surged through the spear into his limbs and bones, grinding all his life and hope into the most primal particles.

Bang!

Another brilliant cloud of blood mist bloomed in the void.

[Task: Hunt twenty martial artists of the same realm in the ‘hunting period’.]

[Current progress: 20/20]

[Task complete]

[Reward issued: A share of cultivation resources worth 1B Imperial Contribution Points, matching your current realm, has been automatically deposited into your subspace storage unit. Please check.]

With Yan Hu’s death, the bronze compass that had been floating turned into specks of light and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, the identity jade token gave a gentle vibration, and the task completion notification appeared clearly.

Qin Feng’s heart leaped with joy.

Resources worth 1B Contribution Points in hand!

Adding the eighteen golden beast fragments seized from those two, along with his previously accumulated resources, this vast wealth was enough to support a long, deep seclusion, allowing him to complete his [Undying Tower] construction and break through to the Star-level in one go!

“Caesar…”

In Qin Feng’s mind, the image of that godlike, despairingly powerful figure involuntarily surfaced.

“If I’m fast enough, I might just break through ahead of him!”

Once this thought arose, it spread like a wildfire, entirely impossible to suppress.

And to drastically elevate his strength and break through his realm within a short duration, the sole shortcut was to cultivate that supreme nurturing method of the Ultimate Legion—the Ten Complete Hands—to the entry stage!

Once initiated, his cultivation efficiency would undergo an explosive growth!

At this thought, Qin Feng's gaze instantly became incomparably fervent.

He snapped his head up, his vision piercing through the crowd, crossing the platform, and locking dead onto the magnificent ancient tree rooted in the boundless starry sky.

The Ancient Bodhi Tree, a stellar-level lifeform capable of enhancing a martial artist's comprehension!

Was here not the perfect place to comprehend the mysteries of the Ten Complete Hands and swiftly push it to the entry stage?!

Qin Feng had already made his decision.

Right at that moment, a roar suppressed with endless fury erupted from the crowd below.

"Qin Feng! To slaughter our comrades right before the faces of our eight hundred thousand men, you are truly far too arrogant!"

Facing the suppressed, wrathful interrogation of the martial artist below, Qin Feng, suspended in the void, showed not a single shred of gravity on his face; instead, he burst into a bout of unbridled, wild laughter.

"Hahaha—"

"So what?"

Infused with mental energy, the laughter was like rolling thunder, passing clearly into the ears of the eight hundred thousand geniuses present, brimming with undisguised tyranny.

Slowly collecting his laughter, his indifferent gaze swept across those contorted, angry faces below, speaking in an unquestionable tone:

"I intend to comprehend here; all of you, depart immediately."

The moment these words left his mouth, the entire platform square completely boiled over.

"Qin Feng! How dare you speak such arrogant words!"

"Kill him! Avenge our fallen brothers!"

"Do you truly believe the eight hundred thousand of us are made of clay?!"

"Form the array!"

Endless fury completely devoured their reason.

To be able to stand out among billions of living beings and reach this stage of the Cosmic Genius Battle, which of these geniuses was not a proud and haughty existence?

When had they ever suffered such naked humiliation?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, eight hundred thousand figures erupted simultaneously, like a cluster of ignited volcanoes!

They soared into the sky, their momentum grand enough to make the stars tremble!

Energy beams, fist imprints, blade light, sword qi... countless methods of slaughter converged into a torrent capable of obliterating galaxies, surging wildly from all directions toward that solitary, lofty figure at the center without a single blind spot!

Yet, facing this world-destroying siege, Qin Feng’s eyes remained as calm as still water.

He was pressed for time.

Qin Feng had no leisure to waste on this crowd.

Caesar could achieve his final breakthrough at any moment; the time left for him was already scarce.

"Since you seek your own deaths, you cannot blame me."

Qin Feng murmured softly to himself, no longer showing the slightest mercy.

He went full firepower!

Weng—!

That majestic, silver-white ancient pagoda, towering four hundred stories high, completely materialized at this very moment!

Boundless runes lit up across the pagoda's frame, erupting with a silver, divine radiance hundreds of millions of times more brilliant than a star.

An indescribable, terrifying mental will that spanned the universe and suppressed eternity exploded outward with Qin Feng at the center!

Before this will, space was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper, instantly crushed, distorted, and solidified layer upon layer!

Those tens of thousands of martial artists charging at the very front had not even managed to close within ten thousand miles of Qin Feng when their protective energy barriers—under this crushing mental shock wave—instantly filled with cracks and shattered with a resounding crash!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

One powerful genius after another did not even have time to utter a scream before their bodies disintegrated in midair, turning into blooms of brilliant blood mist, their souls utterly extinguished!

This was merely the beginning.

At the exact moment he released his mental field, Qin Feng held the Star-Devouring Spear, driving his King-Sealing heritage killing method to its absolute limit!

The ultimate move, Heaven Devourer!

"Heaven Devourer."

A minuscule, almost invisible black singularity quietly emerged.

In the next instant, this singularity began a frenzied expansion!

It seemed to transform into a genuine miniature black hole, erupting with an irresistible, terrifying gravitational pull.

Light was swallowed, energy was swallowed, laws were distorted, and even the vast platform square forged from special materials groaned under the burden of this gravity, fracturing inch by inch from the center as it was dragged and reeled into that realm of absolute darkness.

The torrent of attacks assembled by those eight hundred thousand martial artists was like a stream flowing into the ocean before this "black hole," swallowed entirely without raising a single ripple.

Immediately following were the martial artists themselves.

"No—!"

"Save me!!"

Desperate shreiks echoed through the starry sky, but all was in vain.

No matter who it was, no matter what kind of escape technique they deployed, none could flee the domain of that darkness.

Their bodies were elongated and distorted by an irresistible force, ultimately reducing into streams of the purest energy particles, thoroughly consumed by the expanding "black hole."

The entire process was swift to the extreme.

A mere thirty seconds passed.

When that "black hole" which had devoured everything slowly dissipated, this patch of deep cosmic space, once remarkably bustling, had turned deathly silent.

The once-vast platform square had vanished without a trace, leaving only that magnificent Ancient Bodhi Tree still floating quietly in the void, emitting an eternal, unchanging serene radiance.

And around the ancient tree, where the platform used to be, there now drifted countless fragments of power armor and weapon wreckage resembling space junk, along with a faint scent of blood that had not yet fully dispersed.

Eight hundred thousand genius powerhouses of the 99th Galaxy had been completely slaughtered by Qin Feng alone within thirty seconds!

At the same time, the notification chimes from Qin Feng’s identity jade plaque rang frantically in his sea of consciousness like a tempest.

[You have slain martial artist "Luo Yu," obtaining resource share: Star Sand x 300 tons, Boundless Gold x 1...]

[You have slain martial artist "Wu Wei," obtaining resource share: Nine-Revolution Soul Grass x 1...]

[...]

[You have obtained points: 1203]

[You have obtained points: 823]

【……】

The torrent of information scrolled for several minutes before gradually coming to a halt, and the final data summary was clearly presented before his eyes.

【Your Total Points: 1,273,541】

【Current Major War Zone Ranking: 498th】

【Current (115-119) Galaxy Cluster Ranking: 1st】

A single massacre had sent his ranking skyrocketing like a rocket, propelling him from outside the top tens of thousands straight into the top five hundred of the entire major war zone!

More importantly, each of those eight hundred thousand prodigies was a moving treasure trove, and the vast resources they had yet to consume or use now became Qin Feng’s spoils of war.

In an instant, within Qin Feng’s subspace storage unit, a terrifyingly massive accumulation of resources had amassed.

These resources were not only enough for him to break through to the Stellar level, but there would even be a substantial surplus after the breakthrough!

“Everyone’s off doing the ‘Hunting Period’ missions now; for the time being, no one should come to bother me.”

Qin Feng’s gaze calmly swept across the empty surroundings, and he made a judgment in his mind.

Without further hesitation, he moved his body, arriving beneath a thick branch of the Bodhi Ancient Tree, and slowly sat cross-legged in the deep void of space.

Behind him, the phantom of a four-hundred-story silver-white tower floated silently.

At the same time, he fully unleashed his immense mental power, forming an absolute domain that enveloped hundreds of thousands of miles in radius.

Within this domain, any being that dared to intrude without permission would be ground to dust by the omnipresent mental force.

Having done all this, Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes.

Bathed in the gentle, wisdom-enlightening radiance emitted by the Bodhi Ancient Tree, his mind sank deep into the ocean of consciousness, where he began to quietly contemplate the profoundly mysterious *Ten Complete Hands*.

...

Meanwhile, the outside world had already been stirred into a massive uproar by Qin Feng’s earth-shattering battle.

Especially in the countless tournament institutions spread across the human empires, and in the official livestream rooms, countless viewers had witnessed this so-called “miracle” of a massacre from a god’s perspective, and the entire barrage had erupted into frenzy.

“One man kills eighty thousand River Realm cultivators, and among them over a hundred Boundless Sea?!”

“Qin Feng’s strength is just too terrifying.”

“It’s not about whether it’s terrifying or not—this guy is way too arrogant. This is basically forming an irreconcilable enmity with the 99th Galaxy.”

“It was already an irreconcilable enmity. Once the Duel Order was issued, there was no way to erase the hatred.”

“Caesar is also about to get the final resources now; it’s hard to say who will win the Duel Order.”

“Yeah, originally Caesar was sure to win, but then those two idiots, Yan Hu and Yu Hai, showed up and handed Qin Feng a huge gift.”

“Hahahaha—I’m dying of laughter. Apart from us viewers, no one knows the big gift Yan Hu and Yu Hai gave Qin Feng. Those two are eliminated now.”

“Yeah, if he really turns the tables, Caesar will probably be dumbfounded. Truly useless teammates.”

“Stealing their own boss’s resources and then giving them to the opponent—tsk tsk, Yu Hai and Yan Hu are truly remarkable people.”

...

Venus, Venus First Advanced Martial Arts High School.

In an elegant cultivation meditation room, Mentor Lin Yue sat alone on a cushion.

Before her floated a massive light screen, where she attended to her daily cultivation while keeping an eye on the tournament livestream.

On the light screen, the image was frozen on Qin Feng sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi Ancient Tree, with the divine tower suspended behind him and the surrounding starry sky filled with wreckage.

“This little guy is getting more and more arrogant…”

But a faint, gratified smile curled at the corner of Lin Yue’s lips, and her eyes held a hint of dreamy reminiscence.

“However, he’s also increasingly taking on the aura of a true powerhouse.”

“So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has grown from that youth into a true strongman whose name resounds across the starry seas.”

She murmured softly in emotion.

At this moment on Venus, from the skyscraper billboards in the core metropolitan area to the holographic posters on every street corner, reports and promotions about this strongest genius in Venus’s history were everywhere.

...

Canaan Star Martial Arts University, Iron Fist Tavern.

Countless martial arts students were cheering and celebrating this exhilarating scene.

“Senior Qin Feng! So domineering! He’s my idol!”

“Is this the legendary senior from our Fearless War Group? One man is an entire army!”

“Of course! You guys never experienced that era.

Back then, our Fearless War Group was almost pushed off the top spot. It was Senior Qin Feng who appeared out of nowhere, completed that impossible nightmare-level mission alone, and turned the tide to keep us at number one!

To this day, our Fearless War Group has held the top spot in the school’s war group rankings for an entire millennium!”

“Wow—Senior is mighty!”

...

Fire Dragon War Group, on a certain exclusive resource planet.

Yan Wu sat quietly on a mountaintop, staring at the livestream screen before him.

When he saw Qin Feng ignore the army of eighty thousand and kill Yu Hai and Yan Hu with lightning speed, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot. A single scalding tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, only to be instantly evaporated by the energy on his body surface.

“Qin Feng… I owe you a favor!”

Yan Wu’s voice was hoarse, yet filled with unprecedented solemnity.

He had been ambushed by Yu Hai and Yan Hu, losing his qualification to continue the competition and being completely eliminated.

To him, this meant missing out on a massive opportunity that could change his fate! The resources within the major war zone were incredibly abundant and ownerless—as long as one had the strength to seize them, one could grow rapidly.

But he was eliminated.

In the time after his elimination, Yan Wu was filled with despair and unwillingness, forced to watch helplessly as his enemies kept collecting resources inside the arena, growing stronger and stronger.

Until today, until Qin Feng appeared.

First, he killed those two once, and then during their “Hunting Period,” in front of eighty thousand people, he eliminated them completely!

“All the previous scrambles for opportunities were indeed based on individual skill. I lost fair and square, with nothing to resent.”

Yan Wu muttered to himself.

“Qin Feng, I hope… you can win that Duel Order.”

Just then, a steady voice came from behind him.

“Let’s go, Yan Wu. Time to rejoin the team. The war group has issued new orders; we’re heading to the front lines of the Myriad Races Battlefield.”

“Coming.”

Yan Wu took a deep breath, suppressing all the surging emotions, and stood up.

He quickly put on the set of imposing power armor representing the elite of the Fire Dragon War Group, a blend of green and gold, and together with the teammate who had come to relay the message, he teleported directly to the empire’s border through the planet’s teleportation array.

There, massive warships were already fully prepared to depart. Their destination was that eternal land of blood and fire—the Myriad Races Battlefield.

For these eliminated prodigies, their path of martial arts has not come to an end.

The war bands often grant them more resources, focus on their training, and take them on the empire's most dangerous and tempering missions, where on the edge of life and death they continue to grow, until they become the empire's most reliable loyal warriors.

(End of chapter)