Chapter 592: Luo Feng’s Battle Against Mo Luo

Luo Feng felt the surrounding world shift, before finally regaining his footing on solid ground.

“Hmm?” Luo Feng glanced around. It was a desolate world. At a glance, there were no grand pits, only clusters of dark red hills, varying in height. Looking up into the distance, he could see the infinite starry sky, even spotting another planet nearby.

“Planet environment. The air feels extremely thin, likely incapable of sustaining life. The planet’s gravity is only two-thirds that of Earth!” Luo Feng instantly concluded.

On this barren planet, Luo Feng, wearing a dark red battle robe and carrying a dark golden staff on his back, stood atop the Dark Cloud Shuttle and soared into the sky!

“Him!”

“There he is,” Luo Feng clearly sensed a powerful presence in the distance. Instantly, he rode the Dark Cloud Shuttle, swiftly gliding over the desolate hills from above, closing in on his target.

A few seconds later.

Flying high above, Luo Feng spotted a golden figure standing atop a barren hill.

“It’s him.” Luo Feng sharply reduced his speed and hovered in midair.

“Luofeng!” Mo Luo, fully clad in golden battle armor, had eyes that seemed to burn with flames. “Today, I will show you that members of the Primordial Secret Realm are stronger than those of the Primordial Origin Secret Realm—and by a large margin! Anyone who dares to challenge or covet the status of a Primordial Secret Realm member must be crushed!”

In battle mode, Mo Luo was no longer the polite and gentle person he usually was. Instead, he exuded a wild, beast-like ferocity.

“Oh really?” Luo Feng smirked coldly at the golden figure in the distance. “You, the despicable little man, seem to have quite the bravado!”

“You’re the despicable one!” Mo Luo roared.

Luo Feng’s face darkened.

Even now, Mo Luo still wore his mask of deceit.

“Attack, or you won’t have a chance at all,” Luo Feng said coldly, staring at Mo Luo.

“Arrogant!”

Mo Luo looked up at Luo Feng, who stood atop the Dark Cloud Shuttle in the sky. With a furious roar, he suddenly shot upward. His leap caused the barren hill beneath him to tremble and then collapse into a cascade of dust and debris, scattering small stones in all directions.

In an instant, Mo Luo was right in front of Luo Feng.

“Yaa!”

Boom!

His punch was like a burning meteor, sending ripples through the surrounding space, directly crushing toward Luo Feng.

Luo Feng, standing calmly atop the Dark Cloud Shuttle, watched as Mo Luo launched his all-out strike. As Mo Luo’s punch came down, Luo Feng’s cold eyes flashed with a sharp gleam. A terrifying consciousness pressure surged forth—an oppressive force comparable to that of an early-stage World Lord. This pressure had once left Sa Jin Huolong stunned and helpless.

“Boom!” Mo Luo’s face instantly turned pale, and even his martial arts imbued with the mysteries of the laws were affected.

“What? How can his consciousness pressure be so terrifying? What special encounter has he had that gave him such a powerful consciousness? A strong consciousness means a strong soul, and the soul is the essence of life itself… If his soul is this strong, wouldn’t his power as a mental warrior continue to grow?”

“No way!”

Mo Luo roared fiercely, his face twisted with rage, his red eyes glaring up at Luo Feng.

“Luofeng, die!!!”

Mo Luo shot up into the sky, his hands forming claws—one slightly ahead, the other slightly behind. In an instant, the entire space around him was affected. As he slowly moved his claws in front of his chest, the fundamental laws of the universe around him began to ripple and distort.

“Boom!” An enormous beast phantom, over thirty meters long with four legs, appeared around Mo Luo’s body. The beast was lean and wiry, resembling a wolf at first glance, but with two black horns protruding from its forehead. Its claws were like the beast’s fangs and jaws.

“Roar!!!” With a fierce expression, Mo Luo charged toward Luo Feng.

High above, Luo Feng looked down at the charging Mo Luo with a cold smirk. He uttered a low command: “Sword World!” Instantly, his dark golden staff behind him radiated countless golden beams, and countless golden threads shot forth from the tiny golden swords. Each thread was as fine as a hair.

The surrounding world transformed instantly, becoming a boundless expanse filled with countless sword energies.

Sword World!

“Roar!!!” Mo Luo roared, his momentum surging as he charged toward Luo Feng.

“Die!” Luo Feng said coldly.

At once, faint golden sword energies began to condense in front of Luo Feng. As the first wisp formed, it immediately shot toward Mo Luo. The second wisp followed closely, and the third was already in the process of forming—

“Foolishness!” Mo Luo roared. He swept his right claw sideways, causing the beast phantom to open its gaping maw wide.

Boom!

His right claw struck the first wisp of golden sword energy. The beast phantom quivered slightly, but the sword energy shattered instantly.

“Hahaha, I will win!” Mo Luo’s eyes burned with madness. Normally, he might be polite and calm, but in true battle, he was a beast, devoid of any humanity.

“Hmm?” Mo Luo’s expression changed.

Boom!

The second wisp of sword energy struck. Mo Luo barely managed to block it.

Boom!

The third wisp hit!

The fourth wisp followed!

The fifth wisp…

Like a continuous barrage of bullets, wave after wave.

After blocking four wisps of sword energy with his ultimate technique, Mo Luo’s beast phantom, formed by the fusion of the Wood Origin Law, Fire Origin Law, and Spatial Law, completely collapsed. Without the phantom, he could no longer resist.

“Boom!” The fifth wisp of sword energy pierced Mo Luo’s palm and then his chest, leaving a gaping blood-soaked hole. The force behind it sent him plummeting downward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Subsequent wisps of sword energy struck Mo Luo’s body one after another, sending him further into his descent.

“No!” Mo Luo’s eyes were bloodshot, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Boom!

A final wisp of sword energy pierced his forehead, obliterating his consciousness.

Boom!

Mo Luo’s already riddled corpse crashed onto the barren surface of the mineral planet with a deafening impact, creating a crater several kilometers in diameter. Mo Luo’s body lay at the center of the crater.

The ‘Sword World’ had already dissipated, and countless golden lights flew back into Luo Feng’s dark golden staff behind him.

Luo Feng slowly descended, gazing down at Mo Luo’s broken corpse lying deep within the crater. “Your strength is barely stronger than Bolan’s. If I had controlled three or four wisps of sword energy at once, I could have killed you instantly. But I didn’t… Yet, even with one wisp after another, you were still doomed!”

Second battle: Luo Feng vs. Mo Luo—Luo Feng wins! Record: 2 wins, 0 draws, 0 losses!

Swoosh!

Luo Feng was immediately teleported away.

During the Primordial Secret Realm qualification battle, Luo Feng had already realized he was far stronger than Sa Jin Huolong, Ge, and Ni Nan. Even before receiving the inheritance, he wasn’t inferior to them. After his mental power amplification increased by over 20 times, he could easily sweep them all away. The only truly dangerous opponent was the alchemist, Yu Feng, due to his mysterious potions.

Potions are unique.

A stronger person isn’t necessarily more resistant than a weaker one. It’s just that, statistically, stronger individuals tend to have better resistance.

Besides Yu Feng, the only one Luo Feng couldn’t confidently defeat was the werewolf, Kurofu.

Bolan? A little display of strength would be enough to deal with him. Luo Feng held back out of respect, otherwise it would have been too unfair.

Mo Luo? He was the one being treated unfairly!

In a quiet chamber, Mo Luo curled up like a cat, burying his head and whispering softly: “How could this happen? I was defeated without any resistance, killed instantly by those wisps of sword energy. He can now condense four or five wisps of sword energy simultaneously…”

“How could he have improved so much?”

“Earlier, when he fought Sa Jin Huolong, he could barely condense one wisp of sword energy. And he only recently passed the seventh level of the Sky Bridge!”

“He passed the seventh level of the Sky Bridge just six years ago!”

“Six years!!”

Mo Luo’s face twisted in pain as he whispered with his eyes closed: “How could he improve so much in six years? Bolan passed the seventh level of the Sky Bridge only two years ago, but I’ve studied his records. I’ve seen some videos of his Genius War. Clearly, even back then, he could create over ten thousand illusions with his movement techniques. Even in terms of Spatial Law, he was already terrifying.”

“He just wanted to cultivate both Space and Time Laws. Time cultivation held him back, so his progress was slow.”

“Now that he focuses solely on Spatial Law, the potential accumulated over the past two centuries has erupted, allowing him to quickly pass the seventh level of the Sky Bridge and gain rapid understanding, transforming his accumulated experience into power.”

“I understand his rapid improvement!”

“But what about Luo Feng?”

“In the vast universe, everything has a reason. No one becomes strong out of nowhere.” Mo Luo curled up in the quiet room, whispering painfully with his eyes closed: “Luo Feng was weak during the Genius War, but he kept improving. Every moment of accumulation was transformed into strength. He shouldn’t have advanced so rapidly.”

“Why?”

“Why?”

Mo Luo suddenly opened his eyes, his hands and feet braced on the floor, his bloodshot eyes filled with rage.

“Hahaha…”

“I lost!”

“I lost this battle, and I lost the entire competition. I’ve been eliminated into the Primordial Origin Secret Realm. I’ve been eliminated.” Mo Luo collapsed weakly onto the floor, rolling over to lie completely in the chamber, speaking and crying at the same time, like a madman.

There were six competitors in the competition, but only one spot was available. Only the strongest would earn it.

So, losing even one match meant no hope.

After a long time.

Mo Luo rose again, like a silent wolf licking its wounds, fully recovered. His eyes now burned with endless ambition: “This is only a temporary elimination into the Primordial Origin Secret Realm. There will be another qualification battle! If not at the Cosmic level, then at the Domain Lord level!”

“I, Mo Luo, will definitely become the strongest!”

“No one can block my path, no one!” Mo Luo growled softly.

At this moment, Mo Luo had no idea that Luo Feng’s sudden surge in power was all because of that kick he had delivered.

With that kick, he had intended to eliminate a threat, but instead, he had forged Luo Feng into his greatest obstacle.