September 5th, 2070, according to the Huaxia Calendar.
At dawn, Luo Feng stood on the rooftop of his home, gazing toward the east where the red sun had just revealed half its face. Though it was summer, the morning air was refreshingly cool.
“Up here on the rooftop early to watch the sunrise?” Xu Xin, wearing a robe, also came up to the rooftop. Looking at Luo Feng, the man who had achieved the pinnacle of fame on Earth, she knew he still devoted nearly all his energy to the arduous and uncertain path of becoming a supreme warrior.
Xu Xin had no complaints—she understood the importance of his journey.
Still, at times, she felt a tinge of sadness. There were moments when Luo Feng immersed himself so deeply in cultivation that he would shut himself away for ten days or even half a month. Of course, he was usually very attentive to his family.
“Exactly!” Luo Feng smiled as he looked toward the distant horizon where the sun rose.
“You’ve been spending every day lately on martial cultivation. It’s been a while since you last watched the sunrise,” Xu Xin said gently. “Sometimes, you should relax a bit and not push yourself too hard.”
Luo Feng turned to his wife, gently pulled her into an embrace, and whispered, “I’m sorry, honey.”
“We’re old married hands now. No need to be so sentimental!” Xu Xin blushed slightly.
“Hehe.” Luo Feng chuckled.
“Tomorrow, the battle begins,” Luo Feng gazed at the rising sun and sighed. “It will be against the million geniuses from countless cosmic nations. Based on the situation in the Qiwan Cosmic Nation… more than half of those million geniuses have already crossed into the threshold of laws!”
At the Axe Fighting Arena, even those who reached the cosmic level and crossed into the threshold of laws were considered invincible.
Yet in the universe, there were many who, at the Stellar Lord level, had already crossed into the threshold of laws.
Among the entire human race, there were tens of thousands of such extraordinary geniuses. Spread across the 1008 cosmic nations, each nation had only hundreds of such individuals. The Sovereign of Qiwan had issued orders to immortals specifically to invite these rare prodigies into the “Qiwan Secret Realm.” It was clear how precious these talents were.
Such rare geniuses would never be sent to the Axe Fighting Arena to risk their lives.
The risk of death was simply too great.
…
In the Nine-Star Bay residential area of Black Dragon Island.
“Dad!”
“Dad, go for it!”
Two boys, nearly identical in appearance, looked at Luo Feng with admiration in their eyes.
These twin boys were Luo Feng’s sons—Pingping and Xiao Hai. Though they were only eleven years old, they had received the finest upbringing since childhood. As children, they had already reached the ninth stage of apprenticeship, and now they had long since advanced to the Stellar Lord level. Their physical development was equivalent to that of a typical Earth teenager aged fourteen or fifteen.
In appearance, they inherited their mother Xu Xin’s good looks and were quite handsome—unlike their father, who was rather ordinary.
The older brother, Luo Ping, had a gentle and calm temperament, quite different from his younger self.
The younger brother, Luo Hai, was more energetic and lively.
But growing up in such a family, their tutors were none other than Diva and Bakarlo, both at the ninth stage of the cosmic level (Bakarlo had broken through to the ninth cosmic stage last year after Luo Feng passed on the Yinshe Xing training techniques). The guards and servants in the household were all at the Stellar Emperor level.
Coupled with Luo Feng’s glory, Luo Ping and Luo Hai had grown up idolizing their father deeply.
They were proud to have such a father.
Growing up in such an environment, though their personalities differed slightly, they shared one thing in common—they both aspired to become powerful warriors! Interestingly, the twin brothers had always loved fighting in virtual games since childhood. Though they later awakened psychic powers, their psychic talents were slightly inferior to their father’s.
Yet both of them chose to become warriors, which made their father, Luo Feng, feel a bit helpless.
“Dad is the strongest!” Xiao Hai shouted excitedly.
“Haha!” Luo Feng couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sanzi, go for it!” Leishen, standing beside him, clenched his fist and shouted. “You’re not just representing the Qiwan Cosmic Nation—you’re representing Earthlings!”
“Well said!” Lao Hongguo nodded enthusiastically, his face beaming. “Xiaofeng, your second brother is right—you do represent Earthlings. Though there are countless life-bearing planets across the cosmos, and the 1008 cosmic nations together contain an unimaginable number of people, you must still do your best and make Earth proud!”
“Mm.” Luo Feng nodded lightly.
In their hearts, Leishen, Hong, and Luo Feng all felt a stronger sense of belonging to Earth.
“I’m heading out first,” Luo Feng said, striding away.
…
Across the various continents and islands of the virtual universe, the million extraordinary geniuses from the 1008 cosmic nations were being transported to their respective nations’ gathering points.
Above the continent of Qiwan, a floating island hovered in the sky.
Whoosh!
Luo Feng appeared at the teleportation point on the floating island.
“Mr. Luo Feng, please follow this way,” a cosmic-level warrior, dressed in a work uniform, smiled and pointed toward a path beside him.
“Thank you.” Luo Feng nodded and followed the path.
Moments later—
Luo Feng saw a large square surrounded by beautiful flowers and plants. A crowd of several hundred people had gathered there—men and women of various appearances. At least a third of them bore features quite similar to Earthlings, as Earthling features were considered mainstream in the universe.
“Here comes Luo Feng.”
“That madman!”
Many young men and women turned their heads.
These hundreds of people were all qualified participants. This time, the Qiwan Cosmic Nation was sending a thousand geniuses.
“Here comes Luo Feng.”
“Hey, madman.”
Many of them greeted Luo Feng with smiles. Since they had participated in the Cycle Battles, Luo Feng had fought more than two hundred of them one-on-one.
“Feng Lun!”
“Patelo.” Luo Feng also greeted a few close friends.
As time passed, more and more geniuses arrived, and the crowd grew larger. Among them, the barbarian Rongjun arrived relatively late. Eventually, all one thousand genius warriors gathered, standing together in a bustling crowd. Many who knew each other in real life or had met in battle began chatting and catching up.
“Hey, Luo Feng. You’ve improved a lot in the past year, haven’t you? I know you’ve made great progress,” Rongjun, the wild-looking youth, said, looking down at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng glanced at the three-meter-tall giant beside him. “Wait until the peak battle—I’ll show you!”
“So confident?” Rongjun’s eyes lit up.
Suddenly—
“Boom!” An invisible pressure spread across the entire square. The faces of the thousand geniuses paled, and their bodies involuntarily trembled slightly. Then, footsteps echoed, and a giant wearing scale armor and a helmet strode forward. The aura naturally radiating from him felt like the arrival of a grim reaper.
The heavy blood-soaked aura made people shudder with fear.
The giant stood over eight meters tall—it was the same being from the last time.
“The thousand geniuses of the Qiwan Cosmic Nation. By the Sovereign’s command, I am to lead you,” the giant’s voice boomed, and the eyes beneath his helmet exuded an infinite pressure. “You may call me ‘Thirteenth Lord.’ Understood?”
“Understood!”
The thousand geniuses, including Luo Feng, instinctively responded in unison.
“What terrifying pressure!” Luo Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “In reality, his will alone could instantly shatter my soul.”
Awe and fear!
Before this giant in scale armor, the thousand geniuses felt as weak as ants. It was a natural instinctive fear that even the strongest will could not suppress.
“Rongjun!” The armored giant’s gaze fell on the wild youth.
“Thirteenth Lord.” Rongjun bowed slightly.
“You are the only one among this group from Qiwan Cosmic Nation who has a real chance of not being eliminated. The Sovereign has placed great hopes on you. Do not disappoint him—understood?” the armored giant said.
“Yes.” Rongjun respectfully replied.
The armored giant swept his gaze over the other youths and coldly said, “As for the rest of you—there’s little hope!”
Instantly, many clenched their fists among the crowd, and Luo Feng also slightly furrowed his brows.
“Hmph! Don’t get angry. Strength isn’t about words—it’s about battle!” the armored giant said coldly. “Except for Rongjun, the strongest among you is at best Luo Feng’s level. However, according to our intelligence, there are many rare geniuses in this round. If Luo Feng can make it into the top five thousand, that’s already good. To make it into the top one thousand… the chances are slim!”
“Of course!”
“You might still create a miracle! In history, there have been some who started off average but suddenly exploded with power in the final battle,” the armored giant scanned the crowd before changing the topic. “Alright, follow me!”
The group of extraordinary geniuses from various star regions of the Qiwan Cosmic Nation could only endure in silence.
…
Then, Luo Feng and the other thousand geniuses, led by the armored giant, were teleported together to a newly opened realm within the virtual universe.
It was a vast continent.
Luo Feng and the others, along with the armored giant, appeared together on this continent—1001 people in total.
“Qiwan Cosmic Nation’s team, ahead there are 1008 towers. Your team has been assigned to Tower 0825,” a middle-aged man in white robes respectfully bowed to the armored giant.
“Hmph!”
The armored giant grunted through his nose and led the group flying toward the distant tower.
“Wow!”
“1008 towers—one tower per cosmic nation?”
In the distance, the 1008 towers naturally formed a ring. In the center of the ring was a beautiful plaza filled with birdsong and blooming flowers. Many youths from various cosmic nations were casually strolling and chatting there—easily over a hundred thousand people at a glance.
“Land!” the armored giant thundered.
The Qiwan Cosmic Nation’s team swiftly descended onto the edge of the plaza and then followed the path toward Tower 0825. The plaza had dedicated pathways leading to each tower.
“Look, that Tower 0825 is Qiwan’s. That must be their team of geniuses.”
“Rongjun, that tall barbarian is Rongjun.”
“Mm! He’s very strong.”
“Which one is Rongjun?”
“Rongjun?”
Many geniuses from other cosmic nations gazed from afar at the Qiwan Cosmic Nation’s team and began discussing them.
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