In the open-air plaza of the Glory World, tens of millions of inheritors gathered, frequently flipping through the Black Book to view Luo Feng’s battle records on the Triple-Inheritor Rankings.
“2682 wins and 18 losses.”
This was Luo Feng’s latest record. Today marked the third day since Luo Feng began his challenge, and he had already fought nearly 2700 battles.
“How can this Daohe King be so powerful? I will lose 1 Glory Point. In the Battle World, every time I accept a challenge, I am extremely cautious, never provoking those with high rankings, instead choosing opponents weaker than me or at most equal to my strength. Despite my carefulness, I have only saved up 51 Glory Points by today. Unexpectedly, I just lost one. But this Daohe King, his speed of earning Glory Points is simply insane.”
“Don’t talk about it, I also have to give him a Glory Point. Who knew this human would be this strong? Huhuhu~” A strange race warrior resembling a sea monster with dozens of tentacles showed great unwillingness.
“Tens of thousands of inheritors who challenged him have suffered a major loss.”
“Though I didn’t issue a challenge myself, I can’t blame others. How exhilarating it would be to crush the legendary Daohe King. But we didn’t expect that he, merely a World Lord, without any external assistance under equal conditions, could still be this strong. This… this is simply…”
The open-air plaza was filled with discussions centered around the Daohe King.
They were shocked!
As the inheritors saw Luo Feng’s record rising rapidly from 2779 wins and 19 losses, to 2789 wins and 19 losses, 2811 wins and 19 losses, 2889 wins and 19 losses… during their conversations, it made those inheritors who painstakingly earned just 1 Glory Point feel utterly inadequate. If the Daohe King had revealed his strength from the beginning in the Battle World, absolutely not so many inheritors would have foolishly offered their Glory Points.
All inheritors valued their Glory Points highly.
Unfortunately, regret came too late.
“It might be a one-of-a-kind case for someone like the Daohe King to earn such a massive amount of Glory Points,” many inheritors from various races across the universe sighed.
To achieve what Luo Feng has done:
First, one must possess fame that spreads across countless races in the universe. Such powerful individuals are already extremely rare.
Second, one must be a World Lord. Otherwise, those alien inheritors wouldn’t easily issue challenges. They aren’t fools. Only when facing a World Lord inheritor would these peerless geniuses believe they could definitely win. After all, they already stood among the elite of the King-level Immortals.
In the history of the Ancestral God Sect, it was not unheard of for World Lords to enter the Inheritance Realm, though such occurrences were exceedingly rare.
Among those few World Lords, two were particularly famous, but none possessed Luo Feng’s extraordinary willpower.
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Through this campaign, Luo Feng had completely conquered countless inheritors on the Cercis Island—they were convinced! In a battle within the Battle World, without any external conditions, a World Lord stood among the very top of the Triple-Inheritors—they were convinced!
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Luo Feng had long been targeted by some superpowers across the universe. As soon as this large-scale engagement began, a flood of intelligence quickly spread back to their respective factions through various race inheritors.
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“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
Amidst the roars that shook the stars, echoes reverberated through a space engulfed in flames as vast as celestial bodies. Before the towering Tianlang Palace, the master of Tianlang, his eyes blazing with an eerie green light, was consumed by a frenzy of murderous intent: “The human Daohe King must not be allowed to live!”
Before this terrifying killing intent, the giant snake shadow floating in the void also felt a bit fearful.
“His comprehension of laws has reached such an incredible level, ranking among the very top of the Triple-Inheritors, competing with countless peerless geniuses of various races,” Tianlang’s master roared. “His third stage of the Beast God Inheritance must already be nearing perfection. His law comprehension is likely very close to that of a Cosmic Sovereign.”
“He can become an Immortal anytime he wishes.”
“Once he ascends to Immortal status, with his comprehension nearing that of a Cosmic Sovereign and the vast amount of Glory Points he possesses—enough to acquire numerous inheritances from the Ancestral God Sect—his path to becoming a Cosmic Sovereign will be significantly smoother. Once he achieves that rank, eliminating him… will be an immense challenge.” Tianlang’s master commanded, “Act swiftly. Devise a plan immediately and report back to me. We must strike quickly to eliminate this human.”
“Yes.” The giant snake shadow bowed respectfully.
“Go.” Two beams of green light shot from Tianlang’s master’s glowing green eyes, landing on the giant snake shadow.
Boom.
The giant snake shadow was directly teleported out of this space-time, beyond the domain controlled by the Tianlang Palace, and then instantly disappeared.
“Human.”
Standing in front of the Heavenly Wolf Palace, the master of the Heavenly Wolf’s emerald eyes flickered with murderous intent. Among the demon race’s Cosmic Lords, the master of the Heavenly Wolf was undoubtedly one of the most cunning, treacherous, and merciless.
“Back then, I saw that Daohe King, merely a minor World Lord, and didn’t pay him much heed. Who would have thought that without relying on many external treasures, he could still defeat most inheritors in the Battle World—and he remains just a World Lord! His comprehension of the laws is this profound! With so many inheritance opportunities supporting him…” Tianlang’s master had already identified the Daohe King as a significant future threat to the demon race.
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In a remote and secluded region of the universe, deep within a cosmic secret realm.
In the void, black ripples spread outward in circles. At the center of endless black ripples sat a massive black throne. Only the top of the backrest bore eighteen golden alien skulls. This colossal throne stood several kilometers high, its entire structure black.
Looking at this black throne with the eyes, one seemed to see an endless ocean of blood. Blood so concentrated it turned black.
Those eighteen golden skulls embedded on the backrest seemed to emit piercing soul cries at all times.
The throne sat at the core of endless black ripples, spanning millions of kilometers of void.
“Master.”
At the edge of the dark undulating waves knelt an alien warrior with a jet-black glossy body and nine scorpion-like tails, prostrating in reverence. His voice pierced directly into the endless ripples:
“The inheritors of our race from the Ancestral God Sect have sent word. The human Daohe King has accepted over 620,000 challenges. To date, he has fought 2,781 battles, suffering only 19 defeats. Without question, he ranks among the very pinnacle of the King-level Immortal inheritors from all races on Cercis Island. Moreover, it can be predicted that he will exchange for an astonishing number of inheritance opportunities. The likelihood of him ascending to Cosmic Sovereign in the future is exceptionally high.”
(Note: “封王不朽” is rendered as “King-level Immortal” with the original Chinese term retained in parentheses for context. “Daohe King” follows the pinyin convention for names, while “Ancestral God Sect” translates “祖神教.” “Cercis Island” retains the proper noun form.)
“Hahahaha…” A laughter that pierced the soul echoed from the black throne. As this laughter sounded, the previously calm space-time trembled. Previously, only endless black ripples had formed, but now black waves surged, as if countless black dragon spirits chased and roamed through the void.
“A human prodigy has emerged, and it’s clear that in the near future, he will become an extraordinary powerful being. However, the ones most anxious about this are not us the Yuzhu, but the human’s neighbors—the Machine Race, the Yaoru, and the Insect Race.”
“Haha… Just watch. Assassination attempts on this human prodigy are about to begin.”
“Will this human rise through bloodshed and hardship to become an extraordinary powerful being, or will he perish midway… truly makes me look forward to it. Haha… Go, go.”
The laughter from the black throne continued to echo through the space-time.
At the edge of the black waves, the alien warrior with nine scorpion tails bowed respectfully and then vanished into thin air.
One of the six supreme races, the ‘Yuzhu,’ were born in a strange and perilous place in the universe. They survived through hardship in that perilous place and then emerged into the wider universe. The Yuzhu’s powerful beings had varied appearances, looks, and even life essences—some were rock-based life forms, while others were flesh-and-blood beings.
Yet, the Yuzhu shared a common characteristic—they were all born from that strange and perilous place! They called that terrifying place ‘Yuzhi,’ and thus their race became known as the Yuzhu!
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Brilliant palace complexes made of countless crystals stretched across a region spanning several light-years. Within this crystal palace complex, planets, stars, neutron stars, and so on were like decorations embedded throughout.
Within the palace complex stood a tower.
The tower was 3.2 light-years tall, piercing upward sharply. Its sharp tip emitted a dazzling beam of light directly upwards into the depths of the endless stars. Wherever this beam passed, any planet or star was pierced with a hole. Its power lasted nearly an entire star region before finally fading completely.
Within the palace complex lived numerous powerful beings.
Before the tower stood two Cosmic Sovereigns on guard. Their bodies were crafted from flawless crystal, nearly identical in height, with faces exquisitely sculpted without a single imperfection. Both were clad in ancient dark green armor that radiated an overwhelming, terrifying pressure. Upon their foreheads gleamed golden eyes, emitting invisible waves that rippled outward, surveilling the vast expanse surrounding the tower.
Inside the tower.
“My Lord, the matter is as such,” a warrior in the grand hall knelt respectfully.
And above in the grand hall.
Dressed in golden, ornate robes, the divine crystal body subtly radiated light. The golden eye in the center of his forehead looked down, as if piercing directly into the soul of the Cosmic Sovereign below.
“How interesting. The human race wins by numbers, each human possessing strong potential. I didn’t expect them to produce such a genius. Issue the order, list this human Daohe King as a ‘Bifeng’-class alien.” The voice was gentle yet carried a natural authority that compelled obedience.
“Yes, my Lord.”
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The six supreme races, the Star-Beast Alliance, the Northern Border Alliance, and other cosmic superpowers all received the news.
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At the highest point of the Virtual Universe’s Thunder Island, within the endless currents of air lay a palace.
A faintly visible phantom stood before the palace, then entered the grand hall, walking to its center before respectfully saying, “Lord Hunchun, the alien races will almost certainly attempt to assassinate Luo Feng recently. I seek your guidance on how we should respond.”
“Assassination?” Lord Hunchun’s voice echoed. “Shadow Sovereign, why are you so certain?”
The vague phantom hesitated slightly before replying, “The Daohe King has accepted over 620,000 battles, and his recent 3000 battle records—surely the Lord is aware? I’ve already sent the email to you.”
“620,000 battles for Luo Feng?” A golden-robed figure emerged from the endless currents of air—it was indeed Lord Hunchun. With a light tap of the void, three letters floated down one after another, clearly showing that not a single one of the emails sent by his subordinate, Shadow Sovereign, had been opened by Lord Hunchun.
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