Because he had long ago studied the data of the top 30 elders at the Cosmic level, Luo Feng was very familiar with the intelligence of these five great experts.
Among the Five Great Cosmic-level Experts—Ninan, Kurof, Yufeng, Ge, and Sajin Yanlong—the most troublesome and strongest was undoubtedly the warrior ‘Kurof,’ while the most terrifying was the ‘Alchemist’ Yufeng. These two were the most fearsome among the five! Even Luo Feng admitted that he was far from being their match at this moment.
Kurof was bold and fierce.
Yufeng followed the path of an alchemist, a rare path indeed. Yet once achieving success, it became incredibly terrifying. Even Kurof had once been defeated by Yufeng.
As for the other three—Ninan, Sajin Yanlong, and Ge—their strengths were relatively close. Although Ge was the last to pass the seventh level of the Heaven-Towering Bridge, his combat ability was terrifying.
“Sajin Yanlong?” Luo Feng looked up at the dragon-tailed man on the arena platform, frowning slightly. “Could it be that I must face him now?”
Originally, his plan had been:
After passing the seventh level of the Heaven-Towering Bridge, he would take on various training missions to hone himself over the next six years. Previously, dealing with Moyilin and Ash had merely been opportunistic. Luo Feng had never considered those two as true opponents. But Sajin Yanlong was entirely different.
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On the arena platform.
Sajin Yanlong’s dragon tail swung, striking the rocky arena, glaring down and roaring, “Luo Feng, come up! Are you afraid to come up now?”
“Go up!”
“Luo Feng, show us your strength!” The elders at the Cosmic level below the platform began shouting as well. “Moyilin and the others were weaker than you, so you dared to bully the weak. But when facing Sajin… you’re too scared to come up?”
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Among the spectators below, the most numerous were the Sovereigns. In reality, they had all ventured through many dangerous and mysterious regions of the universe, honing themselves through life and death. Their nerves had been stretched to the limit through countless brushes with death. Occasionally watching younger Cosmic-level warriors spar was quite entertaining, especially when today’s match was between two of the most outstanding prodigies!
“Sajin versus Luo Feng?”
“How interesting. If they really fight, who do you think will win?”
Three Sovereigns, all dressed in black battle armor, were discussing.
“Sajin Yanlong practices one of the ultimate secret techniques—the ‘Black Hole Transformation.’ Although his points only allow him to access the first few volumes, he can definitely unleash his full strength. He should have no problem defeating Luo Feng.”
“Yeah, I’m rooting for Sajin too.”
“Haha, we all think the same. I’m rooting for Sajin as well. I once saw him fight against Kurof. Sajin, a member of the battle race ‘Yanboluo Clan,’ truly deserves his reputation. His fists unleash tremendous power. Unless Luo Feng can fully manifest his ‘World of Sword,’ with sword qi everywhere, he won’t be able to win.”
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The Sovereigns of the Taichu Secret Realm were all at the peak of Sovereign Ninth Stage.
Generally, those Sovereigns who could enter the Doomsday Secret Realm had already gained recognition from the Fundamental Laws. As for the Sovereigns of the Taichu Secret Realm… each one was an immensely powerful presence in the universe, far surpassing even someone like Jiang Tianchen from the Black Dragon Star Domain. How sharp were the eyes of these peak Sovereigns?
They could clearly see the strengths and weaknesses of both Luo Feng and Sajin Yanlong.
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The nearby Sovereigns and Domain Lords watched in anticipation, while some of the elders in the distance were provoking him. On the arena platform, Sajin Yanlong glared down at Luo Feng with burning eyes.
“Are you going up or not?” Wuka asked Luo Feng.
“If you’re not confident, forget it. I see that Sajin Yanlong is just waiting to crush you. Don’t let him have his way,” the green-haired youth Lian Luo whispered beside him. “Besides, Sajin Yanlong passed the seventh level of the Heaven-Towering Bridge over a thousand years ago. Even if you back down temporarily, it’s not shameful.”
“Are you going up or not?” Ronjun asked in a low voice.
Around him, the tall Opatra, the delicate and beautiful Qianshui and Aichen, and the handsome Lansiluo were all watching Luo Feng.
The eight of them formed one faction—the newcomers’ faction.
Their honor and disgrace were shared!
“I originally planned to reveal my hidden strength only during the qualification battle. But it seems I must use my ultimate move this time,” Luo Feng looked at the dragon-tailed man on the platform, then at the expectant and anxious faces of Wuka, Qianshui, Ronjun, and the others around him. He made his decision. For everyone… this battle!
Must be won!
Boom!
Luo Feng transformed into a streak of light like a meteor, crashing onto the distant arena platform.
“Haha!”
“Great!”
“Luo Feng, you’ve got guts.”
“Awesome.”
“Fight hard, I’m rooting for you.”
The Sovereigns and Domain Lords shouted loudly, not wanting the world to be peaceful. In their hearts, they truly regarded Luo Feng as their equal, for they could see that his rate of progress had a great chance of one day entering the Primordial Secret Realm.
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On the arena platform.
Luo Feng and Sajin Yanlong stood kilometers apart, facing each other. They could clearly see each other, even the pores on each other’s faces.
“You’ve got some guts!” Sajin Yanlong’s voice was sharp and powerful.
“Cut the chatter. Let’s fight,” Luo Feng said. Upon hearing this, the distant Sajin Yanlong grinned widely: “Kid, you’re bold enough. But I’ll make you see sense!”
Whoosh!
Out of nowhere, the Dark Cloud Shuttle appeared beneath Luo Feng’s feet. At the same time, the dark golden long staff on his back emitted countless golden rays. Blades of golden sword energy shot out in all directions. The secret patterns on the tiny golden swords flowed into countless golden threads. These threads connected to the heavens and earth, causing a sudden change in the surrounding hundreds of kilometers.
A vast expanse, countless sword energies swirling.
The World of Sword!
“Haha… interesting, very interesting!” Standing on the arena platform, Sajin Yanlong threw his head back and laughed. At the same time, crimson flames erupted around his body. The searing flames swirled around him, directly pushing back the surrounding sword energies.
He looked like a flame god.
“Such a strong flame domain, so restrained, yet able to resist the pressure of my World of Sword,” Luo Feng thought, stepping on the Dark Cloud Shuttle and floating midair. In front of him, a wisp of pale golden sword energy quickly condensed.
A semi-transparent, pale golden sword tip.
“Go!” Luo Feng pointed forward.
Whoosh!
The pale golden sword energy shot forward like lightning.
“Crack!” Sajin Yanlong wore black battle armor and a skirt. At this moment, a pair of black gauntlets materialized on his hands. The gauntlets were made of pitch-black metal, with sharp, menacing joints like blades.
“Boom!”
Facing the lightning-fast pale golden sword energy, Sajin Yanlong immediately threw a thunderous punch!
His fist flew like an arrow!
The muscles on his bare arms and thick neck trembled slightly, clearly channeling boundless power into this single punch. A simple punch, yet it unleashed the greatest strength. If he were to test himself at the ‘Immortal Altar,’ Sajin Yanlong’s explosive power would be at least 90 times.
“Bang!” The pale golden sword energy shattered, and Sajin Yanlong also took a heavy step back, his thick battle boots crushing the arena platform, sending countless stones flying.
This scene caused Luo Feng’s expression to change: “He actually blocked it just like that?”
“I actually had to take a step back,” Sajin Yanlong looked at Luo Feng from afar, grinning fiercely. “No wonder the Divine Weapon is one of the Nine Divine Weapons!”
Boom!
Sajin Yanlong took a step forward, instantly dashing to Luo Feng’s front. At the same time, Luo Feng quickly retreated.
“So fast! Even under the pressure of the World of Sword, his speed is still this fast.” Luo Feng stepped on the Dark Cloud Shuttle and instantly accelerated.
Boom!
Suddenly, tens of thousands of illusions appeared around him, flashing continuously.
The Hundred-Lines Ryu’s fourth layer—Hundred-Lines Ryu!
After comprehending the 36th subtle mystery and spending half a year studying the ‘Storm Diagram’ from the third volume of ‘Time and Space Notes’… Luo Feng could now use the Hundred-Lines Ryu! Especially within the ‘World of Sword,’ with the World of Sword’s assistance, it was even easier. Normally, manifesting tens of thousands of illusions was purely a speed contest.
But the Hundred-Lines Ryu technique effectively combined the tens of thousands of illusions, making Luo Feng as elusive as a ghost, impossible to guard against.
“Hundred-Lines Ryu?”
“I hate this cowardly technique that only runs away.” Sajin Yanlong’s eyes seemed ready to spit fire.
“Haha, of course a Controller wouldn’t engage in close combat with a warrior.” Tens of thousands of Luos Fengs laughed at the same time, suddenly condensing a wisp of pale golden sword energy and shooting it forward.
Whoosh!
The pale golden sword energy darted around Sajin Yanlong like a playful child, never directly confronting him.
“Damn it!” Sajin Yanlong roared furiously. His hands, wearing the menacing gauntlets, slightly stretched out, then clenched into fists again.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Seven illusions!
Seven Sajin Yanlongs, each performing a different fist technique. From left to right, the dark red light layers on each Sajin Yanlong’s gauntlets grew thicker. Especially the seventh illusion, the dark red light layer on the gauntlets was already thirty centimeters thick, making the fists look like massive hammers!
“Boom~~”
Sajin Yanlong threw a punch into the sky, shaking the heavens and earth. With a thunderous sound, half of the entire World of Sword directly collapsed, leaving only the area around Luo Feng still intact.
Luo Feng’s expression changed: “This is the Nine Refinements Fist?”
The ‘Black Hole Transformation’ was on par with ‘Time and Space Notes,’ both considered equally prestigious secret techniques. Reaching a higher level could attain the rank of Cosmic King. It was said that when the ‘Black Hole Transformation’ was mastered to the peak, whether it was a punch, a slash, a sword strike, or even a thought, it could generate a black hole.
A black hole was an extremely terrifying celestial body!
It was not a real ‘hole.’
Rather, it was an ‘ultra-high-density’ celestial body formed by the continuous collapse and concentration of countless materials! In terms of density, white dwarfs were already very dense, and neutron stars were even more terrifying. But compared to a black hole, neutron stars were nothing.
A black hole was incredibly small, yet its mass far exceeded that of one or even ten stars. Its extreme density and mass gave it an incredibly powerful gravitational pull!
Gravity that could tear space!
Precisely speaking, a black hole existed between the ‘Primordial Cosmic Space’ and ‘Spatial Turbulence.’ Because of its ultra-high density, ultra-mass, and ultra-strong gravity, even spatial turbulence couldn’t move it. So it was like an immovable stone rooted in one spot, devouring all light, spaceships, planets, and stars, incorporating them into itself.
Even a great immortal would perish if drawn deep into a black hole!
The ‘Nine Refinements Fist’ was one of the secret techniques from the ultimate secret manual ‘Black Hole Transformation,’ a technique with a formidable reputation.
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