Chapter 374: Plentiful Harvest! Promotion to Emperor Rank! Qin Feng is About to Return

Chapter 374: A Bountiful Harvest! Ascending to the Imperial Throne! Qin Feng’s Impending Return!

The golden Limit Array stood like a magnificent kingdom of glazed divinity, completely shrouding the vast interstellar void of the Desert.

Within this absolute domain, governed solely by the will of Qin Feng, time and space seemed to lose their original meaning, turning viscous and heavy.

The War Martial King and the Divine Silkworm King, those two pinnacle representatives of the golden age’s new generation, were like insects trapped in a spider’s web; all their pride and fighting spirit were crushed before that impenetrable golden wall and the black-armored figure who had erased the Ancient Void King with a single finger.

Despair, like the deepest chill, seeped from the very depths of their souls.

Yet, they were, after all, prodigies of the Divine Path.

They were supreme beings who had carved a bloody path among trillions of souls, touching the threshold of the universe’s supreme laws.

Their Dao hearts had been tempered through fire; even when faced with certain death, they would never surrender to fate.

After a brief, deathly silence, the instinct for survival and the dignity of the strong reignited the flames deep within their eyes.

"Haa... haa..."

The War Martial King gasped violently. Blood dripped from his cracked palms, only to be evaporated by an invisible force in the void.

He slowly raised his Heaven-Cleaving Great Axe, pointing it toward Qin Feng. In those bell-like eyes, there was no longer contempt or pure battle intent, but a complex emotion mixed with fear, madness, and desperation.

"Who... exactly are you?"

His voice was hoarse, yet still filled with power. "Such strength... you are definitely no mere nobody! 'Vanguard'... this cannot be just a title for a King-level expert!"

The Divine Silkworm King also steadied himself. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the countless threads of spatial law wrapped around him vibrating at an unprecedented frequency, betraying his inner turmoil.

He looked at Qin Feng, enunciating every word: "Your laws transcend our own. Your understanding of the 'Dao' has reached another dimension. What... exactly do you want? By trapping us here, like the Ancient Void King, are you using us as fodder for your own ascension?"

Compared to the War Martial King’s questioning, the Divine Silkworm King’s words hit the mark more precisely.

Qin Feng’s golden eyes swept over them with indifference.

His gaze lacked focus, as if he were peering through them to examine two distinct trajectories of law.

"Your 'Dao' is quite interesting."

He finally spoke, his voice flat, devoid of any emotional color.

"The Ancient Void King’s 'Dao of Nihility' attempted to devour everything, yet its foundation was unstable, lingering only on the surface. And you..."

His gaze first fell upon the War Martial King. "Your 'Dao of War Martial' is pure and fierce, breaking all laws with brute force; it is indeed a righteous path. Pity that you rely too much on external objects, losing your original heart."

Then, his gaze turned to the Divine Silkworm King. "Your 'Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm' uses space as a foundation to evolve all phenomena, exquisite and peerless. At the King level, your understanding of space is near the limit. But your Dao lacks a forward-charging dominance; by seeking change too much, you have fallen into a secondary tier."

This critique was like a master instructing his disciples, every word precisely dissecting the essence and flaws of their respective Daos.

The War Martial King and the Divine Silkworm King were shaken to their cores.

This was far more terrifying than a direct crushing of their strength.

The opponent was not only unfathomably powerful, but his vision and insight had reached a height they could only look up to—a height beyond comprehension!

It was as if the Divine Path they were so proud of, the one they had spent countless efforts to forge, was nothing more than a child’s scribble in his eyes, riddled with flaws.

"Arrogant!"

Stung in his deepest pride by Qin Feng’s critique, the War Martial King roared, suppressing all the fear in his heart.

"Enough talk! If you want to use my 'Dao' as fodder, let’s see if you have the ability!"

He looked at the Divine Silkworm King, his divine sense transmitting rapidly: "Divine Silkworm King! This person’s strength far exceeds our imagination; to face him alone is certain death! If we join forces and give our all, there may be a glimmer of hope! If we can break this cage, we can settle our grudges later!"

A flash of light appeared in the Divine Silkworm King’s eyes, and he nodded without hesitation: "Agreed!"

At the moment of life and death, all calculations and barriers no longer mattered.

They were now grasshoppers tied to the same rope.

"Kill!"

With a roar from the War Martial King, the death-defying battle erupted!

"Undying War Skeleton, Possess!"

The War Martial King let out a sky-shaking howl, and billions of blinding silver rays burst from his flesh.

Pieces of strange metal, shimmering with immortal divinity, seeped from his blood and flesh, rapidly covering his entire body!

This was no armor, but [Divine Gold] perfectly fused with his bones, meridians, and divine cells!

This Divine Gold was a cosmic wonder he had obtained at the cost of his life in the ruins of an ancient deity.

It had no other properties; its only traits were "undying" and "amplification."

It forcibly raised the strength of the War Martial King’s body to a terrifying level, infinitely close to an Imperial-level divine body!

"Hum—"

Covered in silver Divine Gold armor, the War Martial King’s aura climbed steadily, instantly surpassing the peak of the King level to reach a critical state of a half-step Imperial rank.

The Heaven-Cleaving Great Axe in his hand hummed under the strain of his surging power.

"Limit Martial Dao, Shatter the Galaxy!"

He poured his lifelong understanding of the "Dao of War Martial" and the peerless strength provided by the [Undying War Skeleton Divine Gold] into this single axe strike.

A silver beam of light, condensed to the extreme, detached from the blade. It made no sound, yet everything it touched—every law, every concept—was shattered and annihilated!

This strike already possessed the power to truly threaten a newly ascended Imperial-level expert!

At the same time, the Divine Silkworm King moved.

He did not choose to attack head-on with the War Martial King; instead, he formed seals with his hands, his figure instantly becoming ethereal.

"Hum hum hum..."

A golden flame quietly emerged from between his brows.

The flame was only the size of a thumb, yet it radiated a supreme majesty that defied description.

The moment it appeared, even the laws within the [Limit Array] laid by Qin Feng showed slight disorder, as if bowing in submission.

[Primordial Fire]!

And it was an exceptionally domineering type of [Primordial Fire]—the [Golden Emperor Divine Fire]!

This fire was not meant to burn matter, but to burn "laws"!

It contained a trace of the "Imperial Authority" and "Emperor’s Might" from the birth of the universe, capable of issuing a "decree" to command laws to collapse on their own!

"Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, Space as a Cage, Emperor Fire as an Edict, Decree—Banishment!"

The Divine Silkworm King’s voice became majestic and grand.

He did not use the [Golden Emperor Divine Fire] to attack Qin Feng directly, knowing that before Qin Feng’s strange golden divine light, any direct attack might be ineffective.

He chose a smarter, more insidious method.

Combining the "Emperor’s Might" of the [Golden Emperor Divine Fire] with his ultimate understanding of spatial laws, he forcibly wove a "law vacuum" banishment cage around Qin Feng!

Within this cage, all of Qin Feng’s own laws would be suppressed and burned by the [Golden Emperor Divine Fire], while he himself would be forcibly banished by the Divine Silkworm King’s spatial Dao into an unknown, perhaps non-existent, dimensional rift!

One focused on offense, fierce and peerless, crushing from the front.

One focused on control, insidious and strange, banishing the laws.

The two most formidable prodigies of the divine path, pressed by the weight of life and death, unleashed their ultimate trump cards and lethal strikes without a shred of reservation.

In this moment, the destructive power manifested by their combined assault was enough to make even the most exalted Sovereign pale in terror.

Facing this joint strike capable of overturning the heavens and earth, Qin Feng’s expression remained that of an eternal, unchanging indifference.

His Primordial Singularity spun with frantic intensity, instantly deconstructing the nine thousand seven hundred and twenty-one variations of power within the War Martial King’s axe-light, alongside the thirty-six thousand interwoven threads of law within the Divine Silkworm King’s spatial cage.

Every mystery, in his eyes, had nowhere to hide.

"A commendable struggle."

He nodded slightly, as if offering praise to two exquisite works of art.

Then, he invoked another divine technique.

It was not the Limitless Divine Light.

"Myriad Phenomena."

Qin Feng extended his left hand, his five fingers slightly splayed.

In his palm, a miniature grey millstone, composed of countless runes, slowly emerged.

This was an application he had evolved over ten thousand years, having initially fused the twelve ancestral divine techniques of the Machine Race, with Myriad Phenomena as its foundation.

Its name was—Dao Dissolution.

It did not break your power, nor did it oppose your laws, but rather... it deconstructed the very existence of your "Dao" from its root.

Facing that silver axe-light that shattered the galaxy, Qin Feng simply pushed the grey millstone forward with his left hand.

The millstone rotated in silence, emanating an eerie aura that parsed, decomposed, and reduced all things to their source.

The moment that tyrannical, peerless axe-light touched the grey millstone, there was no earth-shattering explosion. It was like ink dropped into water, swiftly washed away, diluted, and disintegrated by an invisible force.

The "Way of War" contained within the axe-light was forcibly dismantled into the purest particles of power.

The "Indestructible" divinity within it was reduced to the most basic structural laws of Divine Gold.

A single breath was all it took.

That axe strike, capable of threatening a Sovereign, vanished into nothingness before the grey millstone, dissolving into a sky of light motes as if it had never existed.

"Pah!"

The War Martial King suffered a grievous blow; his Great Dao had been forcibly deconstructed, triggering a horrific backlash. The Indestructible War-Skeleton Divine Gold covering his body let out a mournful wail, its luster dimming significantly.

He himself vomited a torrent of primordial essence mixed with shards of divine gold, his aura instantly withering away.

For the first time, his eyes revealed a sense of utter despair.

His strongest strike, just like that... had been "dissolved"?

Simultaneously, the law-based cage constructed by the Divine Silkworm King, with the Golden Emperor Divine Fire as its core, had already taken shape, poised to swallow and banish Qin Feng forever.

However, Qin Feng’s right hand had risen at some unknown moment, his index and middle fingers pressed together; at their tips, that point of intensely brilliant golden light ignited once more.

Limitless Divine Light!

"In the face of the absolute 'limit,' all laws are but delusions."

Qin Feng’s voice, like an immutable truth, resonated in the Divine Silkworm King’s heart.

"An edict? Who gave you the qualification."

Shoo!

The golden thread of law ignored the barriers of space, ignored the imperial majesty of the Golden Emperor Divine Fire, and pierced directly through the interior of the law-based cage!

It did not attack the Divine Silkworm King himself.

Its target was the core that maintained the entire operation of the cage—that very flame of the Golden Emperor Divine Fire!

"Clang!"

A crisp chime, as if originating from the source of the Great Dao.

The Limitless Divine Light struck with pinpoint precision upon the core of the Golden Emperor Divine Fire.

The tyrannical, peerless Golden Emperor Divine Fire trembled violently in that instant.

The "imperial majesty" it radiated, before the more fundamental and absolute concept of the "limit," was like a false king meeting a true emperor; it was instantly suppressed, its radiance sharply receding!

Having lost the decree of "imperial majesty," the cage woven by the Divine Silkworm King’s spatial laws lost its foundation, collapsing with a roar like a castle built upon sand.

"My fire!"

The Divine Silkworm King let out a shriek of sheer terror.

The mental connection between him and the Golden Emperor Divine Fire had been forcibly severed by Qin Feng with the Limitless Divine Light in that single moment!

This was more agonizing to him than death itself!

This Primordial Fire was his greatest reliance, the very foundation of his divine path!

Without the Primordial Fire, his combat power would plummet by more than seventy percent!

"Returning it to you."

Qin Feng flicked his finger, and the Golden Emperor Divine Fire, temporarily stripped of its spirit, transformed into a streak of light, flying back into his hand, where he held it effortlessly in his palm.

Only then did his gaze fall back upon the Divine Silkworm King.

That gaze was cold and merciless.

"The game is over."

Another bolt of Limitless Divine Light shot from his fingertip.

This time, the target was the Divine Silkworm King himself.

The Divine Silkworm King’s pupils contracted; he frantically spurred his spatial laws, his body shifting positions a billion times in an instant, attempting to evade this lethal strike.

Yet, everything was in vain.

The Limitless Divine Light ignored distance, ignored space; it locked onto "existence" itself.

The golden light passed through his layered spatial phantoms, and in the end, it imprinted itself with precision upon the center of his brow.

The Divine Silkworm King’s body froze.

The terror and resentment in his eyes were locked in place forever.

Then, just like the Ancient Void King, his body began to annihilate inch by inch from the brow, turning into nothingness, leaving not a single trace behind.

A prodigy of the divine path, the Divine Silkworm King, had fallen!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Witnessing the Divine Silkworm King follow in the footsteps of the Ancient Void King, "erased" in the exact same manner, the string of sanity within the War Martial King snapped completely.

He knew he was doomed.

Endless fear ultimately transformed into the most primal madness.

"I’ll fight you to the death!"

He burned his divine soul, burned his essence, and poured everything he possessed into the heaven-opening axe in his hands, transforming into a desperate silver meteor, launching the final, most tragic charge of his life toward Qin Feng.

Qin Feng did not even have the interest to spare him a second glance.

At his fingertips, the third "Ultimate Divine Light" quietly ignited.

Swish.

The silver meteor came to an abrupt halt mid-flight.

The massive physique of the War Martial King, along with the giant axe in his grasp, disintegrated into the most insignificant dust in the cosmos.

Only the "Undying War-Skeleton Divine Gold," which had been linked to his very essence, remained. Bereft of its master, it let out a mournful hum, its luster fading into darkness as it drifted silently in the void.

With this, the three prodigies of the Divine Path who had descended upon the "Barren" interstellar void—the Ancient Void King, the Divine Silkworm King, and the War Martial King—were utterly annihilated.

Within the entirety of the "Ultimate Array," a deathly silence returned.

Qin Feng made a casual gesture, gathering the set of "Undying War-Skeleton Divine Gold" and the spatial artifacts left behind by the three fallen prodigies into his possession.

Only after completing this did he slowly turn, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the corners of this vast cage.

Hidden there were hundreds of other King-level powerhouses.

They were survivors who had been lured by the illusion of the "Universal True Fire" and had luckily escaped the traps set by the Ancient Void King.

They had witnessed the earth-shattering battle, which had ended in a mere instant, with absolute clarity from start to finish.

At this moment, each of them trembled like ants under the gaze of a natural predator, not daring to draw a full breath.

Their hearts were filled with overwhelming terror.

Those were three prodigies of the Divine Path! The most dazzling new stars of this Golden Age!

Yet, before this mysterious man in black armor, they had been like three fragile chicks, erased one by one with effortless ease.

What a terrifying, what an inconceivable scene this was!

Qin Feng’s vast divine sense, like an invisible tide, swept over every person present in an instant.

His "Primordial Singularity" operated at high speed, parsing the aura, equipment, and even the soul fluctuations of every individual.

He was searching.

Searching for any hidden treasures of a caliber comparable to the "Golden Emperor Divine Fire" or the "Undying War-Skeleton Divine Gold."

A few breaths later, he withdrew his divine sense, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

There was nothing left.

The remaining people, though all King-level powerhouses of considerable wealth, possessed treasures that were no different from trash in Qin Feng’s eyes, offering no help in perfecting his "Ultimate Path."

Since that was the case, they were useless to keep.

Qin Feng’s voice resonated in the ears of every survivor, devoid of the slightest emotion.

"You may leave."

As the words fell, a narrow fissure, just wide enough for one person to pass through, quietly cracked open in the indestructible golden wall of light.

"In one quarter of an hour, the crack will close. Anyone remaining here at that time shall be executed without mercy."

These words, like a divine decree of grace, left the despairing Kings stunned for a moment before they were engulfed by a tidal wave of ecstasy.

They had survived!

They were actually going to live!

"Many thanks to the senior for sparing our lives!"

"Your great kindness, senior, will never be forgotten!"

After a brief moment of gratitude came a frantic scramble to escape.

No one dared to delay for even a second; they burned their divine power, unleashing the fastest speeds of their lives, transforming into streaks of light as they vied to rush toward that single crack of life.

They feared that if they were a step too slow, this capricious and terrifying entity might change his mind.

For a time, the entire "Barren" void played host to a massive "Great Escape."

Qin Feng watched it all quietly, his eyes as still as an ancient well.

To him, killing was merely a means, not an end. Since these people had lost their utility, he disdained to waste his energy on them.

The quarter-hour passed in the blink of an eye.

When the last King scrambled through the fissure, the golden gap slowly closed, sealing tight without a seam.

The entire "Barren" void, a "hunting ground" that had gathered hundreds of powerhouses only moments ago, was now left with only Qin Feng.

And behind him, the "Oracle," as silent as a beast of the abyss.

He slowly extended his hand, and two items floated quietly above his palm.

One was the dim, silver "Undying War-Skeleton Divine Gold," which seemed to tremble slightly, as if still clinging to the unwilling will of the War Martial King.

The other was the "Golden Emperor Divine Fire," its mark forcibly erased by him; the golden flames danced tamely, radiating a supreme majesty.

A faint arc curled at the corner of Qin Feng’s mouth.

"Though I did not find the so-called 'Universal True Fire,' this harvest seems... even more bountiful than expected."

The Ancient Void King’s scheme had been intended to serve as a wedding dress for another.

Now, all the fruits of that labor had fallen into the hands of the "mantis" who had been stalking the oriole.

He began to examine his spoils carefully. Touching the "Undying War-Skeleton Divine Gold," he could feel the nearly eternal, indestructible material properties contained within, along with a faint, pure law of "War."

If this could be integrated into his "Ultimate Body," it would surely elevate the strength of his divine form to a new level.

And the "Golden Emperor Divine Fire" was of even more immeasurable value.

This was a true "Primordial Fire"!

One of the most fundamental flames from the dawn of the universe! It was not merely a source of energy, but the manifestation of a complete "Imperial Path"!

"Refining these two treasures..."

Golden light flickered in Qin Feng’s eyes as the "Primordial Singularity" began its deduction.

"The 'Undying War-Skeleton Divine Gold' will be used to reinforce my 'Body,' and the 'Golden Emperor Divine Fire' will be used to temper my 'Path' and 'Spirit.' Combined, they will complement each other..."

The result of the deduction came quickly.

"There is a ninety percent chance that this will be enough for me to break the barrier and breakthrough to the King-Emperor realm in one stroke."

"Even if I fall slightly short, it will be enough to push my combat power to the limit of a top-tier King-Emperor, leaving me only a hair’s breadth away from the legendary realm of the 'Sovereign'."

He was very satisfied with this result.

It meant that the most critical step in his preparations to break the deadlocked fate of the human race’s "Eternal Mountain" had been completed.

Once he ascended to the King-Emperor realm, relying on Imperial-level secret techniques like the "Ultimate Divine Light" and his understanding of the laws, which far surpassed his peers, his combat power would reach a terrifying level that even he could not accurately estimate.

By then, the net cast by the ten thousand races alliance, consisting of over seven hundred King-Emperors, would no longer be an insurmountable chasm in his eyes!

However, the value of this harvest went far beyond that.

Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes, his divine sense sinking into the void that had just witnessed the great battle.

There, three distinct yet equally powerful remnants of the laws still lingered.

They were the "Void Path" of the Ancient Void King, the "War-Martial Path" of the War-Martial King, and the "Spatial Path" of the Divine Silkworm King.

These were the distilled essences of three divine path prodigies' lifelong pursuits, the "Path Traces" that had yet to fully dissipate following their demise.

To an ordinary cultivator, these traces would at most evoke a flicker of awe.

But to Qin Feng, possessor of the Primordial Singularity, these were three untapped, supreme treasuries.

"By using the Primordial Singularity for reverse analysis, I can fully comprehend their paths, discern every subtle shift in their laws, and understand how they reached the very end of the divine road step by step."

"These three distinct 'Paths' shall serve as my reference, providing infinite inspiration, allowing me to draw parallels and, in turn, make my own 'Path of Extremity' broader, more stable, and more... perfect."

This was an intangible wealth far more precious than the two great treasures themselves.

With this thought, Qin Feng hesitated no longer.

He sat cross-legged within the absolute safety of the golden cage he had crafted with his own hands, beginning the most vital task of this journey—

Digesting the spoils of war, making final preparations for the ultimate metamorphosis.

...

The golden Array of Extremity hung silently in the center of the "Wasteland" interstellar void, like a sun that would never set.

Its radiance had been reined in, yet the "Extremity" essence contained within, a truth that transcended all laws, still compelled this vast, desolate expanse to submit.

Qin Feng sat suspended in the void, eyes tightly shut.

His divine sense, like countless invisible tentacles, reached into the battlefield where three divine path prodigies had just fallen, meticulously capturing and analyzing the "Path Traces" that had not yet fully faded.

Under the scrutiny of the Primordial Singularity, the "Void Path" of the Ancient Void King had its essence—the devouring of all things and the return to nothingness—peeled away layer by layer.

Qin Feng discovered that the end of this path was not true "nothing," but an extreme form of "being," a tyrannical method that encompassed the information of all things within oneself; it was a pity the Ancient Void King himself had never realized this level.

The "War-Martial Path" of the War-Martial King was pure and direct.

Its traces were filled with the most primitive worship and application of power, every law fragment branded with the instinct for "battle."

Qin Feng saw shadows of his own "Path of Extremity" within it, but the War-Martial King had pursued the eruption of power too fervently, neglecting the "sustainment" and "control" of that power—the root cause of his ultimate defeat.

The "Spatial Path" of the Divine Silkworm King was the most exquisite.

His traces were like an endless web of silken threads, each node a profound interpretation of spatial laws.

Through his analysis, Qin Feng gained a new, higher-dimensional understanding of spatial folding, leaping, severing, and sealing.

This greatly enriched his own system of laws.

Months later, when the last trace of the battlefield had been thoroughly analyzed, absorbed, and archived by the Primordial Singularity, Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

Within his golden pupils, the phantoms of three different divine paths flickered and vanished, eventually returning entirely to his own deep, abyssal "Path of Extremity."

"A journey well spent."

He stood up, his thoughts shifting, and the Array of Extremity that had shrouded the entire "Wasteland" instantly transformed into billions of golden motes of light, sinking into his body.

The surrounding void returned to its original deathly silence and darkness.

Qin Feng turned and stepped onto the bridge of the Oracle.

"Return to base. Destination: Qin Feng Universe City."

The cold command issued, the ghost-like black vessel turned silently, tearing through the void and beginning the long journey back toward his vast territory deep within the human domain.

...

Time flowed like water, stars drifted in their courses.

When the Oracle slipped silently into that vast territory, now a monolithic entity composed of over seven hundred universe nations, nearly a thousand years had passed in the outside world.

Qin Feng Universe City, as the absolute core of this sprawling domain, had become an immortal divine city in the truest sense.

It hung in the center of the star sea, countless starships shuttling in orderly fashion along planned routes, billions of beings living and working in peace, the entire city shrouded in an aura both majestic and flourishing.

Under the iron-fisted governance of the God-Forbidden level mechanical servant "Thunderfire," and the full support of the Red Feather Sovereign and other defectors, Qin Feng's territory had long been managed like a precision war machine—efficient, powerful, and holding absolute loyalty to him.

The Oracle alerted no one; it passed through a top-secret dimensional channel and appeared directly in the "Forbidden Zone of the Gods," the most core and highest-clearance area of Qin Feng Universe City.

This was Qin Feng's absolute domain; no living being other than himself could set foot here.

Within the vast, silent central temple, the mechanical avatar "Vanguard" stepped off the Oracle.

He walked step by step toward the throne of the temple, where space rippled slightly, and another figure already sat cross-legged, as if waiting there for eons.

That figure was Qin Feng's human original body—the "Body of the Extreme God King."

During the hundred thousand years that Qin Feng's avatar had spent wandering the universe, this body had remained in deep hibernation, silently digesting all the accumulations from before "Qin Feng's" fall, as well as every insight shared by the avatar.

At this moment, his aura was as deep as an abyss, every inch of his flesh seemingly composed of the purest laws and power, filled with explosive aesthetic beauty.

As "Vanguard" approached, the original body slowly opened his eyes.

They were eyes as black as night, yet seemingly containing the birth and death of the entire universe.

The two figures locked eyes.

They were one and the same, sharing a single immortal soul.

In this instant, every experience, every insight, the analysis of the three divine paths, and all the details of that earth-shattering battle from the avatar in the "Wasteland" void were perfectly synchronized to the original body.

"The time has come."

Original and avatar spoke in unison.

The next moment, the two bodies sat opposite each other—one representing the peak evolution of the mechanical path, the other the supreme crystallization of the physical limit.

Qin Feng's will enveloped the entire central temple.

With a thought, the two trophies emerged slowly from the void.

The Undying War-Remnant God-Gold and the Golden Emperor Divine Fire.

The silver god-gold radiated an aura of eternal immortality, while the golden divine fire flickered with the imperial majesty that burned all laws to ash.

These two cosmic wonders, enough to drive any Sovereign-level powerhouse to madness, now floated silently between the two bodies.

"Ordinary refining is too inefficient and cannot bring their value to the extreme."

Qin Feng's will scrutinized the two treasures.

"The Undying War-Remnant God-Gold is essentially a combination of 'undying' material properties and the 'War' law. I want more than just its hardness; I want to integrate the concept of 'undying' into every cell and every particle of my 'Extreme Body'."

"The core of the Golden Emperor Divine Fire is the 'Imperial' authority from the dawn of the universe. I want more than its energy; I want to analyze that supreme 'Path' to temper my soul and perfect my will."

"These two—one for the body, one for the spirit. The body is the foundation, the spirit is the commander. Only by advancing both, using my own path as a furnace and laying down the Array of Extremity, can I fuse them perfectly into one and help me take that final step!"

The plan set, Qin Feng did not hesitate.

"Activate the array!"

As his will roared, with the two bodies acting as the yin and yang poles, a golden Array of Extremity—far more complex, exquisite, and vast than the one in the "Wasteland" void—erupted within the central temple!

Countless golden law runes surged from the two bodies, weaving and branding themselves into the void, instantly transforming the entire temple into a golden ocean of laws.

At the heart of the array were the two cosmic wonders.

Boundless energy was frantically drawn from the core power reserves that Qin Feng Universe City had accumulated over millions of years, pouring continuously into the array to sustain the operation of this terrifying furnace.

A protracted, ultimate seclusion, aimed at striking the supreme realm of the universe, had officially begun!

……

The first hundred thousand years.

Qin Feng focused his primary energy on refining the Indestructible War-Skeleton God-Gold.

His human avatar sat cross-legged at the array's core, reaching out to grasp the cold, silver divine metal.

For any other King-tier powerhouse, even the War-Martial King himself, it would take millions of years of slow tempering with one's own divine power to establish even a preliminary connection with such metal.

But Qin Feng was different.

His Limit-Body had long transcended the scope of ordinary divine forms, and his will, tempered by one hundred and fifty thousand years of spiritual warfare, was indestructible.

"Dissolve!"

A low command echoed from the depths of his heart.

The Limit Array roared to life, exerting infinite pressure upon the divine metal from all directions.

Simultaneously, Qin Feng’s true self drove his understanding of the Path of Limits into the metal's internal structure like the sharpest of scalpels.

He was not melting it; he was deconstructing it.

"Hum..."

The Indestructible War-Skeleton God-Gold trembled violently. The residual, ferocious battle-will of the War-Martial King and the metal's own inherent pride of eternal immortality resisted this fundamental dismantling.

At the same time, the mechanical avatar "Vanguard" opposite him flashed with golden light, its Primordial Singularity unleashing its terrifying computational power without reservation.

Every particle structure and every law-etched vein of the divine metal was laid bare under the scan of the Primordial Singularity. Countless optimal deconstruction schemes were calculated in an instant and synchronized to the main body.

Under this internal and external assault, even the so-called "indestructible" metal began to yield.

The silver armor disintegrated inch by inch, transforming into trillions of silver-glinting law runes, each finer than a speck of dust. Every rune represented a fragment of the true essence of "indestructibility" and "war."

The process was agonizingly slow.

It took a full hundred thousand years for Qin Feng to completely decompose the entire set of Indestructible War-Skeleton God-Gold.

Now, suspended before his true self, lay a brilliant galaxy composed of countless silver runes.

……

The second hundred thousand years.

Qin Feng began the second, even more arduous step: fusion.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the silver galaxy of runes flowed into him like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

"Boom!"

Terrifying energy and laws exploded within his body.

It was the "indestructible" property rejecting his cells, and the "law of war" battering his meridians and soul. For any other Emperor-tier, their divine body would have been shattered and their path destroyed in that instant.

But Qin Feng’s Limit-Body stood firm as a rock.

"With my path, I command all laws!"

His will became the absolute sovereign, forcibly suppressing the riot within.

He began the painstaking work of guiding those silver runes to fuse with every infinitesimal particle of his being.

It was a process of excruciating pain and exquisite precision.

His body constantly collapsed and reformed.

One second, his bones turned to powder, unable to bear the "indestructible" nature; the next, under the Limit-Body's powerful recovery, they were instantly reshaped, becoming even sturdier than before.

One second, his flesh was torn by the law of war; the next, the reborn flesh already contained a trace of that same battle-will.

With the mechanical avatar’s auxiliary calculations, every fusion was perfect.

Ten years, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand...

His body began to undergo a cataclysmic transformation.

His bones gradually took on a silver-white hue, their hardness surpassing any known divine material in the universe.

His blood flowed with the sound of clashing gold and iron, each drop possessing a terrifying weight capable of crushing stars.

Across his skin, natural, crimson-gold patterns emerged like divine metal—the manifestation of the Dao-rhyme born from the perfect fusion of the Limit-Body and the Indestructible War-Skeleton God-Gold.

The entire process lasted a full hundred thousand years.

When the final silver rune merged perfectly into his last cell, Qin Feng’s true self slowly opened his eyes.

"Boom!"

With that simple act of opening his eyes, the entire Central Divine Palace, and indeed the laws of the Qin Feng Universe City, trembled violently!

An indescribable, pure, and terrifying pressure, originating from the material plane, radiated from him.

The Limit-Body, perfected!

……

The third hundred thousand years.

As the human avatar completed its metamorphosis, the mechanical avatar’s refining of the Golden Emperor Divine Fire reached its conclusion.

This process was a war of will and authority.

The "Emperor" will contained within the Golden Emperor Divine Fire was domineering, attempting to enslave Qin Feng’s soul and turn him into a puppet of the flame.

But Qin Feng’s Dao-heart was already immortal.

Using the Myriad Phenomena as a shield, he simulated entire universes, engaging in hundreds of thousands of years of confrontation and attrition against that "Emperor" will within illusions.

Simultaneously, using the Primordial Singularity as a spear, he continuously parsed the fundamental laws of the Golden Emperor Divine Fire, stripping away the "Way of the Emperor" bit by bit and absorbing it into his soul as pure insight.

On the final day of the three hundred thousand years, the mechanical avatar reached out and gently pressed the now-docile Golden Emperor Divine Fire—now reduced to its purest Dao-rhyme—against the center of the human avatar’s brow.

"Boom!"

A massive surge of insight, like a bursting star-sea, instantly flooded the depths of Qin Feng’s soul.

His soul burned and sublimated.

His understanding of power, his perception of the universe, and his planning for his own "Path of Limits" were pushed to an unprecedented peak at this moment.

The barrier of his realm, that invisible chasm separating "King" from "Emperor," appeared clearly in his perception.

In the past, this barrier had seemed unbreakable.

But now...

Qin Feng, his Limit-Body transformed into crimson gold, slowly stood up.

He invoked no laws, nor did he unleash any secret techniques.

He simply swung a fist at that invisible barrier, slowly and plainly.

This punch was slow, and it was ordinary.

Yet within it lay the distillation of three hundred thousand years of arduous cultivation, the peerless might of the perfected Limitless Physique, the imperial majesty of the Golden Emperor’s Divine Fire, and his most profound interpretation of the mantra: "A single force shatters ten thousand laws."

The fist descended.

There was no sound.

That barrier of the realm, which had imprisoned countless prodigies and heroes of the universe for eons, vanished like thin ice under the morning sun—silently shattering, dissolving into nothingness.

A vast, surging power, a thousand, ten thousand times greater than before, erupted from Qin Feng’s body!

Above the entire Qin Feng Universe City, the heavens shifted, the stars dimmed, and ten thousand laws wailed in unison, as if welcoming the birth of a true sovereign!

The Emperor Realm, achieved!

Qin Feng felt the new power roaring through his veins; a brilliant, crimson-gold divine light blazed from his body, transforming the entire temple into a sacred domain.

He could sense that now, with a single thought, he could collapse a cosmic empire; with a single punch, he could send galaxies reeling in reverse.

This was the power of an Emperor!

And an Emperor who had walked the "Path of the Limit."

His mechanical avatar approached slowly, merging into his true form; with the two bodies united, his strength reached its absolute zenith.

Qin Feng raised his head, his gaze piercing through the temple’s dome and the endless sea of stars, looking toward that distant, familiar direction—the Eternal Mountain.

He calculated the time in silence.

"Twenty thousand years remain until the Eternal Mountain opens once more."

This duration was neither long nor short.

It was just enough time to fully consolidate his surging power and master every mystery of the Emperor Realm.

A cold smile finally touched the corners of his lips.

The role of the "vanguard" had fulfilled its historical mission.

The name "Qin Feng, Enemy of the Universe," hunted by all races for millions of years before his supposed "fall," was finally ready to reappear in the world.

"Twenty thousand years from now, at the Eternal Mountain..."

"I, Qin Feng, shall return, in my own name, with my head held high!"

(End of Chapter)