Chapter 417: Cygnus X-1 Region, Supernova

Chapter 417: Cygnus X-1 Region, Supernova

The silver barrier, like an inverted bowl of glazed glass, froze the space-time within a million miles into absolute stillness. The turbulent currents of space ceased their flow, and even light was refracted back into the void.

The Mechanical Venerable, "Space-Time Walker: Zero," hovered at the apex of the barrier, red light flickering in its electronic eyes as it emitted a triumphant, data-streamed laugh.

"Qin Feng, this 'Dimensional Cage' is a coordinate system calculated by our Mother Empress herself. Unless you can decipher an eleven-digit spatial cipher, even a fragment of a Universe Lord's soul would be trapped here."

"Now, you are but a bird in a cage."

The two six-winged Seraphim of the God race and the three Void Great Demons of the Demon race stood at scattered intervals, sealing every blind spot Qin Feng might have. The air was thick with murderous intent.

Yet, at the center of the encirclement, there was not a trace of panic on Qin Feng's face.

He did not even glance at these six so-called "formidable enemies."

His gaze remained locked, unyielding, upon that streak of silver light forced into a corner by the spatial lockdown—the "Void-Flow Star Silver."

"Ordinarily, this little thing moves too fast; even with my 'Earth-Shrinking' divine ability, catching it in this chaotic dimension would have been a chore."

A playful curve tugged at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

"But you are truly kind souls."

"You closed the door for me."

Zero froze for a split second, its processors screaming with frantic warnings.

"No! His target is not escape! It is the Divine Metal!"

It was too late.

Qin Feng moved.

In this "locked" space, theoretically, no displacement skill could be utilized.

But he did not need displacement.

He only needed—to pull.

Qin Feng splayed his fingers wide, his palm aimed directly at the silver streak.

The "Myriad Manifestation Prison-Suppressing Gold" bones within his body resonated instantly, unleashing a terrifying gravitational force capable of warping reality itself.

Divine Ability: Myriad Manifestation Heavenly Pull.

"Squeeee—!!!"

The silver streak emitted a shriek akin to a trapped rodent. It was meant to ignore spatial constraints, but with space now locked, it had nowhere to flee and was dragged forcibly into Qin Feng’s palm by the gravitational tide.

"That is mine!"

A Void Great Demon of the Demon race—the Rending Sky Demon Roc—cried out in alarm. It flapped its wings, attempting to intercept the prize before Qin Feng could claim it.

"Void Rending Claws!"

Several pitch-black spatial fissures clawed toward Qin Feng’s arm.

Qin Feng did not even look; he backhanded the air.

The strike held no flourishes, only pure, unadulterated mass.

The billions-fold weight of the "Prison-Suppressing Divine Bones," combined with Qin Feng’s own Venerable divine power.

*Snap!!!*

The Rending Sky Demon Roc, possessing a peak Saint-realm physique and renowned for its peerless speed, did not even have time to scream.

Its head, body, and wings were flattened into a two-dimensional meat patty the instant they touched Qin Feng’s palm.

A mist of blood exploded in the vacuum, only to be instantly drawn back to Qin Feng by the gravity.

Qin Feng made a swift grab.

The struggling silver streak finally fell into his palm.

Cold and slick, it felt like grasping liquid mercury, yet possessed a sharpness capable of slicing through all things.

This was the Source of Space—the "Void-Flow Star Silver."

Qin Feng clenched his fist; the Divine Metal cut frantically against his palm, emitting a piercing, grating sound, yet it could not even break the thinnest layer of his skin.

He turned, facing the remaining five Venerables.

His eyes were cold as ice.

"The item is secured."

"Now, it is time to take out the trash."

"Attack together! No matter how strong he is, he is only one man!"

Zero issued the command, "Activate the Dimensional Collapse Cannon! Obliterate him along with the Divine Metal!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The five Venerables struck simultaneously.

The God race’s Judgment Holy Light, the Mechanical race’s Anti-Matter Annihilation Wave, the Demon race’s Void Corrosion... five world-shattering attacks converged into a single point, aimed directly at Qin Feng.

Within the sealed cage, this energy had nowhere to dissipate, causing its destructive power to stack exponentially.

Facing this inescapable death trap.

Qin Feng did not dodge.

He simply raised the "Void-Flow Star Silver" in front of him.

Though not yet refined, this piece of Divine Metal was, in itself, the ultimate spatial shield.

"Lend me your light."

Qin Feng channeled his divine intent into the metal.

*Hum—!*

Ripples spread across the surface of the Void-Flow Star Silver.

The moment the five terrifying attacks touched the ripples, they vanished into thin air.

The next second.

They reappeared directly behind the five Venerables.

Spatial refraction.

"What?!"

Zero was horrified, attempting to activate its shields, but it was already too late.

It was their own full-powered strike, detonating point-blank.

*Rumble—!!!*

A catastrophic chain reaction of explosions tore through the Dimensional Cage.

The two God race Seraphim were incinerated instantly by their own holy light.

The remaining two Demon Great Demons were left as mangled torsos, wailing in the void as the anti-matter waves tore them apart.

Only Zero, relying on the Mechanical Race’s signature "Phase Shift" system, barely evaded the fatal blow, though it cost him an arm.

"This is impossible... You haven't refined it yet! How could you possibly manipulate the laws of space?!"

Zero retreated in terror, slamming into the barrier of the cage he had constructed himself.

Ironically, the prison meant to contain Qin Feng had now become his own coffin.

Qin Feng stepped out from the swirling dust of the explosion.

He was unscathed.

"Laws?"

Qin Feng walked up to Zero and gripped his metallic throat with one hand.

"All paths lead to the same truth. If your power is great enough, a little guidance is all it takes."

"Don't... don't kill me! I am a Venerable of the Mechanical Race! I possess countless secrets..."

Zero’s electronic voice began to tremble.

"Secrets?"

Qin Feng tightened his fingers, and the metal groaned in agony.

"I know more than you do."

"Besides, I don't like it when people lock my doors."

Snap.

With a flick of his wrist, Qin Feng crushed Zero’s core processor.

The Mechanical Venerable, who had dominated the star seas for tens of thousands of years, saw the red light in his eyes fade into nothingness, leaving behind only a heap of scrap metal.

As for the two half-dead beast-kin, Qin Feng flicked his fingers twice, detonating their inner cores instantly.

The battle was over.

Time elapsed: 30 seconds.

The six Venerables, completely annihilated.

The Dimensional Cage, lacking its energy source, slowly dissipated.

Qin Feng did not leave this chaotic void.

Though dangerous, it was saturated with fragments of spatial laws—the perfect place to refine the Flowing Star Silver.

He sat cross-legged atop the wreckage of Zero.

The Flowing Star Silver in his hand seemed to sense its end, struggling violently, attempting to slice through Qin Feng’s palm to escape.

"Swallow."

Qin Feng opened his mouth, once again performing the feat of consuming divine metal raw.

This time, he was forging his veins and meridians.

If the Myriad Phenomenon Prison-Suppressing Gold was his skeleton, then the Flowing Star Silver would be the meridians and vessels that connected the bones and channeled energy.

It would grant his flesh "fluidity" and "spatial affinity."

Gulp.

The silver liquid slid into his gut.

Agonizing pain struck instantly. This was not the crushing weight of gravity; it was the sensation of being sliced by a billion scalpels at once.

The Flowing Star Silver transformed into countless tiny spatial blades, cutting through his esophagus and stomach lining, carving into his blood vessels, attempting to mince him into a thousand pieces.

"Hmph."

Qin Feng let out a cold snort, his Prison-Suppressing Divine Bones vibrating, ruthlessly suppressing the violent spatial energy.

"Chaos Core, rotate!"

The seed of the universe within him released a stream of gray chaotic energy, forcibly erasing the violent will of the Flowing Star Silver and assimilating it.

Gradually.

Qin Feng’s skin began to turn translucent; faintly visible beneath was not red blood, but a silver liquid resembling a flowing galaxy.

His veins had vanished, replaced by miniature "spatial channels."

Blood flowed through them without the constraints of distance; the moment his heart pumped, energy could reach every cell in his body simultaneously.

Zero latency.

Zero loss.

Three days later.

Qin Feng opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, a silver ring had appeared.

He stood up, his body flickering into a state of partial intangibility, as if caught in the rift between reality and illusion.

"Done."

Qin Feng clenched his fist.

"The Void Divine Meridians, forged."

"Now, I am 50% immune to physical attacks, and I can traverse dimensions with my physical body alone."

He glanced at the third red dot on the star map.

That dot burned like a flame.

"The bones are set, the meridians are forged."

"Next, it is time to install a heart for this body."

"Third stop: Eternal Undying Red Copper."

Target confirmed: The third primordial divine metal—[Eternal Undying Red Copper].

Properties: Infinite energy capacity, thermal immunity, the heart of perpetual motion.

Location: Cygnus X-1 region, the core of the supernova remnant "A Memory for the Forgotten."

This place was a true purgatory.

A giant star had exploded a million years ago, but its core had not collapsed into a black hole; instead, it had formed a sea of plasma that burned eternally.

The temperature here reached three hundred billion degrees.

Ordinary atoms were ionized here; even photons were scorched until they twisted.

This was a forbidden zone for life.

Qin Feng’s silhouette appeared at the edge of the sea of fire.

Even from light-years away, the incoming heat wave made his protective aura hiss and crackle.

"So hot."

Qin Feng frowned. "If I were still in my old flesh, I would have been roasted before even stepping inside."

"But now..."

Qin Feng channeled the Taixu Divine Veins within him.

Silver light flowed across his entire body.

His form instantly entered a "semi-ethereal" state, shifting into the interstitial folds of space.

Though the heat was terrifying, most of it passed straight through him, unable to inflict any substantial harm.

Coupled with the supreme structural stability of his Prison-Suppressing Divine Bones, he was capable of walking through this sea of fire.

"Let's go."

Qin Feng took a step, his figure moving like lightning as he plunged into the sea of orange-red flames.

The deeper he ventured, the darker the color of the fire became.

From orange-red, to pure white, and finally to an eerie, ghostly cyan.

At the very heart of the inferno.

Qin Feng beheld a massive, crimson metal that pulsed like a beating heart.

It was only the size of a basin, yet with every throb, it ejected hundreds of millions of tons of high-energy plasma.

This was the [Eternal Undying Red Copper].

But hovering above the copper was a creature.

No, to be precise, it was a sentient mass of flame.

It possessed a humanoid upper torso, while its lower half was a pillar of fire fused to the copper. In its hand, it gripped a longsword forged from pure flame.

Competitor Intelligence:

Name: Purgatory Overlord, Barok.

Realm: Cosmic Venerable (Late Stage), Master of Flame Laws.

Race: Elemental Demon (Abyssal Flame Demon Royalty).

Combat Record: Once incinerated an entire sea of stars and evaporated three hundred water-element planes.

Barok seemed to be in a deep slumber, utilizing the energy of the red copper to cultivate.

Sensing Qin Feng’s arrival, it snapped its eyes open.

They were a pair of eyes burning with black fire.

"Another moth to the flame?"

Barok’s voice rumbled like the churning of molten lava.

"The last human Venerable who came here was burned to ash by me and scattered across this sea of fire."

"Do you wish to become ash as well?"

Qin Feng hovered amidst the cyan flames, his expression indifferent.

"You talk too much."

"That is my heart; roll off it."

"You seek death!"

Barok flew into a rage.

In this sea of fire, he was a god. He possessed an infinite supply of energy, and any existence that dared challenge him would be burned to nothingness.

"Divine Skill: Myriad Fires Incinerate the Heavens!"

Barok swung his flaming longsword.

The entire supernova remnant seemed to erupt in rebellion.

Endless cyan flames transformed into tens of thousands of fire dragons, roaring as they charged at Qin Feng. Each flicker of flame here could vaporize a planet in an instant.

Facing this overwhelming assault of fire.

Qin Feng did not retreat.

"Fire?"

"In the face of absolute mass, even fire must bow."

Qin Feng pressed one hand downward.

Supernatural Power: Gravity Well, Collapse.

Boom!

Centered on Qin Feng, the gravity within a radius of ten thousand miles surged a hundred million times over.

Those fire dragons, which had been baring their fangs, let out mournful cries under the terrifying gravitational pull and collapsed onto the "ground."

Fire is also matter, also energy; as long as it possesses mass, it cannot escape the judgment of gravity.

"What?!"

Barok was struck with terror. He had never seen anyone "press" fire onto the ground and grind it into submission.

"It’s not over yet."

Qin Feng’s figure flickered.

Taixu Step.

He pierced through layers of fire curtains, appearing instantly before Barok.

This was the terrifying mobility granted by the [Starlight Silver]. Ignoring obstacles, teleporting straight into the enemy's face.

"Your fire is too slow."

Qin Feng threw a punch.

This strike fused the weight of the Prison-Suppressing Divine Bones with the velocity of the Taixu Divine Veins.

Kinetic energy equals mass times the square of velocity.

The power of this punch was enough to shatter a galaxy.

Bang!!!

Barok raised his flaming sword to block.

But the longsword, condensed from laws, shattered the moment it touched Qin Feng’s fist.

The fist continued unabated, smashing fiercely into Barok’s chest.

"Ahhhhh—!!!"

Barok let out a shrill, agonizing scream.

His elemental body was shattered into pieces.

More terrifying still, the gravitational waves from Qin Feng’s fist shattered his elemental core.

"You cannot kill me! I am a Grand Duke of Purgatory! If I die, the Abyss will never forgive you..."

Baroque struggled to reconstitute his shattered form.

But Qin Feng offered him no reprieve.

He thrust his hands forward, plunging them into Baroque’s body to seize the core.

"The Abyss?"

Qin Feng sneered.

"I just snatched a key from there. I know it all too well."

Pfft!

He crushed it.

This Grand Duke of Purgatory, who had coiled within the sea of fire for hundreds of thousands of years, dissolved into a rain of embers and perished utterly.

With Baroque’s death, the piece of Eternal Undying Red Copper became an ownerless relic.

It continued to pulse rhythmically, radiating a seductive, searing heat.

Qin Feng reached out and cradled it in his palm.

It was scorching.

Even his current physical form felt the sting of its burn.

"A perfect energy pump."

A feverish light ignited in Qin Feng’s eyes.

"With this, I possess infinite endurance. I need never fear exhaustion from unleashing my ultimate techniques again."

"Fuse!"

Qin Feng did not swallow it.

Instead, he shaped his fingers into a blade and sliced open his own chest.

Blood surged forth, yet it did not drip; it hung suspended in the air.

He extracted his own heart—mighty, yet still mortal—and forced the Undying Red Copper into his thoracic cavity.

Sssss—!!!

The moment flesh met divine metal, the sound of searing meat filled the air.

Agony?

That was inevitable.

But Qin Feng did not even knit his brows.

He channeled his Void God Veins, and countless silver vessels coiled around the red copper like tentacles, binding it to his body.

He then invoked his Prison-Suppressing God Bones, locking it into place with absolute pressure.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

The red copper began to beat within his chest.

With every pulse, it no longer ejected plasma, but surged with streams of pure, crimson energy—the Undying Divine Power.

This power coursed through his silver meridians, instantly flooding his entire being.

Qin Feng’s body, slightly damaged from refining the divine metal, healed and strengthened at a visible rate under the nourishment of this energy.

Mana restored in a second.

Health restored in a second.

Such was the tyranny of the Undying Heart.

Qin Feng sealed the wound on his chest.

He drew a deep breath, and the surrounding sea of fire for a thousand miles was sucked directly into his body, serving as fuel for his heart.

"Exhilarating."

Qin Feng clenched his fist, savoring the seemingly inexhaustible power within.

"Bones, meridians, heart... the three pillars are complete."

"Now, even if besieged by peak Sovereigns, I could exhaust them to death."

Just as Qin Feng prepared to depart the supernova ruins,

the star map in his mind suddenly shuddered.

It was the signal of the fourth red dot.

Previously, this dot had been blurred, as that region existed in a state of "heat death," its information frozen.

But as Qin Feng refined the Undying Red Copper, his perception of "heat" and "cold" reached its zenith.

The end of heat is cold.

He sensed it.

New coordinates confirmed: the fourth piece of Primordial Divine Metal—the Silent Cold-Abyss Iron Mother.

Absolute zero, frozen laws, the end of all things.

At the edge of the universe, in the absolute void known as the "Land Forsaken by God."

"Interesting."

Qin Feng gazed toward that direction, his eyes narrowing.

"My senses tell me that the divine metal is moving."

"It is not moving of its own accord, but rather... someone is carrying it."

Within Qin Feng’s perception, an incredibly frigid energy source, reeking of profound death, was dragging the Cold-Abyss Iron Mother toward the deeper reaches of the cosmos.

That aura was stronger than either Moga or Baroque.

It even faintly touched upon... the domain of an Evil God.

"Trying to run?"

A bloodthirsty smile curled Qin Feng’s lips.

He pressed his hand against the scorching new heart in his chest.

"Just installed a new engine; it’s time for a test drive."

Whoosh!

Qin Feng flickered, transforming into a streak of silver and red light that tore through space and vanished from the sea of fire.

(End of this chapter)