Chapter 567: An Opponent at the Ninth Stage of Domain Lord

Three deep caves lay before him. With no way to turn back, Luo Feng transformed once more into a shuttle and attempted to enter the leftmost cave.

“Strange?”

“There’s no suction force, nor the terrifying demonic sounds.” In shuttle form, he flew over ten thousand kilometers into the depths of the cave, finally reaching the end of the tunnel. Ahead, there were 38 other rocky ice channels, and on the ground, he spotted three corpses.

“Someone has been here.”

“It seems relatively safe.” The shuttle transformed back into a human. He couldn’t keep flying as a ‘shuttle,’ or other warriors and mentalists would surely be shocked.

Three days later.

Disguised as a ‘black-horned youth,’ Luo Feng cautiously advanced, feeling relaxed.

Since leaving the ice stone forest along the left cave, he had encountered no further anomalies. Everything had been normal, much like the early days when he first entered the Demon-Sound Mountain. Occasionally, he met native warriors or solitary phantom beasts, but the threat of demonic sounds was minimal.

“Now I see, the ice stone forest area is indeed special.” Luo Feng recalled his experience. “The deeper I went into the ice stone forest, the stronger the demonic sounds became, until reaching the end. Then came the ‘suction’ and ‘demonic sound attacks’ from the deep cave… surviving that ordeal, I’ve encountered no danger since.”

That deep cave was a ‘terminus.’

“I always feel there’s some secret within that deep cave.” Luo Feng instinctively thought.

“Thinking about the suction cave you encountered in the ice stone forest?” Babata’s voice sounded.

“Yeah.”

“I knew you would. Right! Often, danger comes with opportunity… places like this death trap are terrifying, with one peril after another, but if you survive, you might gain something astonishing.” Babata said. “That’s why many great beings like to explore cosmic mysteries.”

“But one must know their limits.”

“There are countless places in the universe where treasures are born, yet many powerful beings perish before them.” Babata said. “Your strongest Golden-Horned Beast clone hasn’t even reached the Sovereign level. Do you want to enter such a death trap? Even Immortals might perish there. As for you, the chance of death exceeds 99%, unless you’re extremely lucky.”

Luo Feng immediately sobered up.

If the entrance was this terrifying, he probably couldn’t handle what lay inside.

“One must act according to their strength. Don’t be greedy! Greed can cost your life.”

Luo Feng looked at the endless rocky ice cave before him, the cold seeping into his body, giving him a sense of insignificance. Compared to the many mysterious places in the vast universe, his strength was too weak. Even Immortals perished there; compared to them, he was just an ant.

“Strive!”

“Only by becoming a true superpower can one control their fate and protect their homeland and loved ones in this universe full of mighty beings.” Luo Feng took a deep breath. “Keep moving forward!”

Deep within the rocky ice cave Luo Feng traversed.

A man about two and a half meters tall, with a lean build like a bamboo pole, had two long silver horns on his forehead and a goatee. His appearance seemed aged and sinister. This lean, goateed old man was comfortably lying on a reclining chair carved from rock and ice, his eyes occasionally flashing with golden light, and a content hum escaping his nose.

“More pressure, harder.”

Two native youths were massaging his legs, while another was rubbing his shoulders. Nearby stood twelve young men, some delicate, some handsome, some honest, some fierce. Some were Cosmic-level, others Domain-level.

“Hmm.”

The old man with the goatee opened his eyes, smiling at the Cosmic-level youth massaging his legs. “Come here.”

“Ancestor.” The youth swallowed hard.

“Ancestor wants you to come.” A Domain-level man standing nearby barked.

The Cosmic-level youth nervously approached. The old man with the goatee grinned, reaching out his thin hand to grab the youth’s hand, praising, “Youth is different.” The youth seemed uncomfortable, shivering and pulling back.

“Funny.” The old man smiled, his powerful world force binding the youth like ropes, dragging him forward.

“Kill me, kill me.” The youth suddenly screamed, tears streaming down.

“Brave? If you’re brave, you can kill yourself.” The old man suddenly turned his head toward the distant cave passage. A black-horned youth was walking there, now suddenly stopping.

They were over a hundred kilometers apart.

Yet now, they could clearly see each other.

“Wow, another little Cosmic-level ninth-stage kid, look at his eyes, alert, reserved, and determined. I don’t see any fear? A premium specimen, I like it.” The old man with the goatee smiled. “Kamulu, go personally, bring him to me.”

“Yes, Master.”

The Domain-level ninth-stage man with the highest power standing nearby respectfully complied, then transformed into a streak of light, speeding off.

Luo Feng saw the old man with the goatee in the distance, especially as the other deliberately emitted his aura, sensing something was wrong: “A Sovereign-level warrior, probably around the sixth or seventh stage of the Sovereign level.”

Escape!

Luo Feng turned and ran!

“My ancestor has chosen you; you won’t escape.” A silver-horned man like lightning rapidly pursued. “Little kid, don’t worry, my ancestor won’t kill you, only love you!”

Luo Feng’s face changed, his skin crawling.

Damn!

A guy with a preference for men.

In the universe, there were countless races, and many preferred men. However, among human clans, the general custom was men and women together… that was the natural way! Although Luo Feng disliked those who preferred men, he didn’t interfere. But now it was happening to him, how could he not be disgusted?

“Haha, Luo Feng, I didn’t expect you to encounter this situation,” Babata said.

“That disgusting old man.” Luo Feng cursed. “Earlier, I saw the Cosmic-level youth beside him, probably forced into his grasp. How disgusting.”

Swoosh!

The silver-horned man, a Domain-level ninth-stage warrior, rapidly pursued.

Initially, the distance between them was over a hundred kilometers. As one chased and the other fled, they soon reached thousands of kilometers away.

“Don’t resist, or I might accidentally hurt you. Then, the old master will be heartbroken.” The silver-horned man instantly appeared in front of Luo Feng.

“Die!” Luo Feng’s eyes turned cold.

Swoosh!

Switching bodies, he instantly transformed into the Mosha Clan clone’s appearance. Because of this, Luo Feng’s skin crawled, so he was reluctant to use his Earthman form to kill. His Earthman form relied on the Cloud Vine, which could kill a Domain-level ninth-stage warrior, but would take more time and trouble.

The Mosha Clan clone was much simpler!

Swoosh!

Phantom Shadow!

Luo Feng instantly appeared behind the silver-horned man, the blade shining!

“Whoosh!”

The sword cut through the silver-horned man’s chest and abdomen, slicing along the armor seams, the sword energy raging, directly shattering the life core. The silver-horned man widened his eyes: “This, this—” The previously weak opponent instantly disappeared, then he was killed, completely unable to resist.

“Damn disgusting.” Luo Feng looked at the corpse, then his body flashed, fleeing far away.

The old man with the goatee was lying there, frowning: “Hmm, why hasn’t Kamulu returned yet?”

“Master, maybe that little Cosmic-level kid refused to submit, so my senior brother took more time to deal with him,” another Domain-level youth beside him said.

“Hmph.”

The old man with the goatee let out a low hum, his world force spreading out, instantly reaching the place where the silver-horned man’s corpse lay.

“Boom!” The old man with the goatee glared, suddenly waving his hand, and the Cosmic-level youth beside him was instantly blown apart, turning into pieces of flesh and bone, scaring everyone nearby to flee far away.

“My Kamulu! Who killed you!!!”

“I’ll kill him!!!”

The old man with the goatee roared, instantly transforming into a streak of light rushing forward, while his world force wildly extended. However, how fast was the Mosha Clan Luo Feng? He had long escaped this passage; how could this old man find him?

Luo Feng fled a million kilometers in one breath, passing through seven deep passages before stopping.

“Although I’ve heard of and seen it before. But a warrior who prefers men… actually wants to capture me. It really makes me feel disgusted.” Luo Feng looked back. “My current strength isn’t enough. If I were to use the Golden-Horned Beast clone, but this cave is only a dozen kilometers wide, and the Golden-Horned Beast’s body is so long… it can’t even move.”

“Fine.”

Luo Feng shook his head, unwilling to think further.

If his strength were enough to encounter someone trying to capture him, he would have slapped them dead long ago.

Half a day later.

Luo Feng sat on the ice to rest, sending out a thread of consciousness to connect to the virtual universe network, playing with his wife Xu Xin and a group of children at home. After thirty years of chaos cultivation (equivalent to one hundred years in the original universe) plus eighty years in the Blood-Net World, his family had undergone earth-shaking changes.

“Luo Feng, there’s a Domain-level ninth-stage warrior advancing 19.2 kilometers ahead,” Babata’s voice sounded.

The thread of consciousness Luo Feng sent out quickly returned.

He looked up ahead.

Soon, the figure of a Domain-level ninth-stage man appeared in front. The man was short and sturdy, with a pair of black horns.

“Another Domain-level ninth-stage?” Luo Feng shook his head.

“Hmm?” The short man over ten kilometers away saw Luo Feng at a glance, his eyes seemingly bursting with a glint of ferocity.