Krack knelt midair, then raised his head to gaze respectfully at the two before him. “Esteemed Lords, I am Krack, one of the directors of the Fenghuo Group, possessing 5% of its assets. I willingly offer everything to you two esteemed Lords. Moreover, the Fenghuo Group maintains certain connections with one of the princes of the Qianwu Galactic Empire…”
“You mean the Seventh Prince?” Luo Feng looked down at him.
Krack was momentarily startled.
There were many princes of the Qianwu Sovereign, yet with the passage of time, many had perished from old age, with only a few ascending to Immortal Divinity. The Seventh Prince was one such immortal prince, and indeed, the Fenghuo Group did maintain ties with him.
“He actually knows this secret,” Krack inwardly gasped, unaware that Luo Feng had already obtained detailed intelligence from the Virtual Universe Company, fully aware of the Fenghuo Group’s backing. However, throughout the entire Qianwu Galactic Empire, aside from the Qianwu Sovereign himself—one of the four major powers of the Qianwu Branch—no one else could instill fear in Luo Feng.
“May I inquire why the two of you have come to Planet Bes? I, Krack, shall do everything in my power to assist,” Krack said respectfully.
“Judgment upon you,” Luo Feng replied.
Krack’s expression shifted, hurriedly chuckling, “Esteemed Lords must be jesting! I have neither met nor harbored any grudges with you two.”
The other members of the bodyguard squad trembled in shock. Their ‘Krack’ was undoubtedly a high-ranking figure within the Cui Lang Sector, even maintaining acquaintances with some of the elite within the Qianwu Galactic Empire’s core, serving them. Krack was undoubtedly a figure of dominance—his mere cold snort could instill terror across countless planets, and a single command could lead to countless heads rolling.
Such was Krack’s authority!
Merely the number of slaves directly under his control was measured in trillions, and the number of slave planets he commanded ran into the tens of thousands. He was a figure of immense power, far more formidable than the emperors of lesser cosmic civilizations. Yet now, he knelt in fear.
…
Above the Palace of the Demonic Gods,
Luo Feng said coldly, “Three Domain Lords, 101 Cosmic Lords, 49 Stellar Lords, and nearly 5000 Planetary Lords.”
All the Fenghuo Group members kneeling below were stunned.
This figure precisely represented the Fenghuo Group’s military strength on Bes Planet. Among them were three Domain Lords and 100 Cosmic Lords, including Krack, the commanders and deputy commanders of the guard corps, and the 100 guards.
“Boom!”
Luo Feng’s eyes suddenly blazed with an intense light as an invisible psychic force surged into the minds of the 49 Stellar Lords below, probing their very souls. Previously, at the Great Tree Tribe, Luo Feng had already slain one Stellar Lord warrior. These fifty Stellar Lords were the lower-ranking commanders stationed on Bes Planet.
After soul-searching, Luo Feng quickly learned the details of each Stellar Lord’s 100 subordinates and also uncovered information about their leader, ‘Mochaer.’
“Amitha!” Luo Feng’s deep voice echoed across the skies above the Palace of the Demonic Gods. Immediately, a woman among the kneeling Fenghuo Group members—an individual of Stellar Lord strength—hesitantly raised her head.
“Dale!”
A low-ranking soldier of the Planetary Lord 9th Rank raised his head.
“Fen!”
A low-ranking soldier of the Planetary Lord 9th Rank hesitantly raised his head.
“Clifford.”
Another grassroots warrior of the Ninth-Rank Planetary Lord.
“Doke.”
One of the Cosmic Lords 9th Rank kneeling midair hesitantly raised his head.
Five names—spoken by the imposing figure clad in silver battle armor.
“I hereby declare you five… innocent,” Luo Feng’s gaze swept over the dense crowd of thousands. Whether the Cosmic Lords kneeling in the sky or the numerous Planetary Lords 9th Rank below, all were seized by panic.
“All others…” Luo Feng’s lips curled into a smile, his eyes flashing a glint of bloodlust, “shall be executed! By my own hands!”
As soon as Luo Feng’s voice rang out, the thousands within the Palace of the Demonic Gods erupted into terror, many crying out in fear.
“Run!”
“Scatter and flee!”
“Escape!”
No one thought of resistance; all chose to flee. Yet Luo Feng, hovering midair, whispered, “World of Swords!” The dark-golden long rod on his back shot forth countless golden rays, and countless golden swords interconnected with threads of laws, instantly transforming the sky and earth within a radius of over a hundred kilometers into a vast world of swords, filled with swirling sword qi.
Under the oppressive force of the World of Swords, no one could escape.
The five innocent ones were directly wrapped in sword qi and hurled outward by Luo Feng. Dylan remained outside the sword qi world. Within the entire sword qi domain, aside from Luo Feng—the executor—everyone else was sentenced to death!
“Mercy, Esteemed Lords, mercy!” Krack, unable to flee, cried out in terror.
Yet Luo Feng transformed into a streak of light, unleashing the claw technique ‘Three Thousand Starry Skies’ taught by Master Buru. Within the vast sword qi world, Luo Feng began pursuing and slaughtering his targets one by one.
Claws tore through a skull, splattering red and white.
Claws pierced a chest, followed by an upward slash that tore the head clean off.
A forceful slap caused a head to burst like a melon.
With a single swipe, a body was cleaved in two.
…
Blood flowed, shattered armor fell to the ground, stained red. The Palace of the Demonic Gods, amidst Luo Feng’s slaughter, was riddled with holes from the occasional bursts of energy, parts of it even collapsing. The corpses—some naturally scaled, others thick with body hair—were in grotesque states of death. Some had their skulls pierced and died instantly, others had endured over a hundred claw strikes, screaming in agony before dying. Others were split in two, shattered into pieces, limbs torn off, organs spilling everywhere…
A crimson world, the ground completely dyed red with blood.
“This man is a madman, a true madman, a bloodthirsty lunatic,” Krack’s face turned pale with terror as he watched the scene unfold. He wanted to escape but could not break through the suppression of the World of Swords.
Death!
Thousands perished within five minutes. On average, Luo Feng killed over ten people per second, some enduring over a hundred claw strikes before dying.
Silence!
Within the sword qi world, thousands lay dead, leaving only Krack alive.
“Krack, only you remain.” In a flash, a figure instantly appeared before Krack—Luo Feng.
Krack stared in terror at the silver-armored youth before him. Despite the massive slaughter, the young man was still covered in blood, yet his expression remained cold, his eyes equally icy. Yet… within that icy gaze flickered a hint of bloodthirsty madness, as if the carnage had awakened his innate bloodlust.
“What a thrill,” Luo Feng felt his soul cry out, “slaughter truly intoxicates the heart.”
“Wo~~~”
The Gold-Horned Beast within his inner world roared skyward.
Man is born good by nature.
Yet the Gold-Horned Beast was born fierce and bloodthirsty, instilling in Luo Feng an irrepressible urge to kill.
Krack trembled in fear, “Esteemed Lord, as a member of the Virtual Universe Company, I am but an insignificant ant in your eyes. Whether you kill me or not is entirely at your whim.”
Krack and his bodyguards had attempted to flee earlier but failed, realizing they had lost their connection to the Virtual Universe Network. Yet to their shock, none of them could reconnect. Only the Virtual Universe Company had the authority to sever such a connection.
Thus, Krack deduced that the figure before him was a member of the Virtual Universe Company.
As for Luo Feng, who had altered his appearance, Krack naturally never considered that this figure could be the genius, Luo Feng.
“Guessed it’s the Virtual Universe Company?” Luo Feng gazed at him.
“Mercy, Esteemed Lord! Whatever you command, I shall obey!” Krack pleaded.
“Obey? Then die.”
Luo Feng suddenly swung his right hand downward, forming a claw, and struck down from above. Krack struggled desperately in his final moments, attempting to swing his primal energy blade. Yet under Luo Feng’s simultaneous activation of the Spatial Law and the Law of Gold…
The claw struck the blade, causing it to smash into Krack’s head.
Boom!
Krack’s entire body was instantly shattered into a mist of flesh and blood, his bones completely pulverized. The sword qi within the World of Swords immediately tore his life core to shreds.
…
The curtain fell.
Luo Feng stood within the vast sword qi world, gazing at the blood-soaked ruins of the Palace of the Demonic Gods, at the countless mangled corpses, finding the scene breathtakingly beautiful: “Truly a feast for the eyes.” At the same time, a surge of intense bloodlust welled up within him, a desire to continue killing.
“The Gold-Horned Beast bloodline’s influence on my soul has long penetrated to the marrow,” Luo Feng shook his head.
Boom~~~
The World of Swords collapsed, countless golden lights flying back into the dark-golden long rod on Luo Feng’s back. In a flash, Luo Feng appeared beside Dylan.
“That was quite the thrill,” Dylan looked at Luo Feng. “I feel you’re more deserving of the title ‘Bloodthirsty’ than my teacher, the Bloodthirsty King.”
“Heh,” Luo Feng chuckled.
Third Senior Brother, the Bloodthirsty King, was renowned for his bloodthirsty killings.
Yet Luo Feng’s approach to slaughter was different. Whether during the preliminary rounds of the Genius Battle in the Virtual Universe or in real life… Luo Feng always maintained a cold composure, as if killing were as natural as eating or drinking. After all, most humans are not naturally inclined to enjoy killing, making it difficult to emulate Luo Feng’s demeanor.
“Wait. Soon the Virtual Universe Company’s people will arrive to take over Bes Planet,” Luo Feng said.
“Mm,” Dylan nodded.
Luo Feng glanced down at the five survivors in the distance—those he had deemed innocent. They stared in horror at the blood-soaked nightmare of the Palace of the Demonic Gods, then looked up at Luo Feng, unable to fathom how terrifying the silver-armored youth could become when enraged.
About half an hour later, a large spacecraft arrived on Bes Planet—members of the Virtual Universe Company coming to take possession.
Luo Feng handed over the five survivors to the Virtual Universe Company and then departed.
…
Whoosh!
The Yinshe Xing spacecraft advanced through the dark cosmos.
“From start to finish, you’ve maintained synchronization with the Virtual Universe Network. The Virtual Universe Company has clearly witnessed your slaughter,” Dylan shook his head. “I never expected you to kill them by hand rather than with sword qi. Didn’t it feel uncomfortable?”
“Killing by hand is the thrill,” Luo Feng shook his head. “Let them watch. Clarity of heart and mind—doing things by staying true to oneself is enough.”
“Grandmaster admires you likely for precisely this reason,” Dylan smiled and nodded.
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