Beneath the earth, a subterranean river flowed silently as three Star-level powerhouses hovered ominously in the air.
“**Luo Feng, who are you talking to?**” A deep, resonant voice echoed. A muscular man, as broad as a lion, stood like a supreme emperor, gazing coldly at Luo Feng.
“**Mo Handersen, I discovered this first. Please step aside,**” Luo Feng replied, his expression equally icy, not yielding an inch.
“**Very well.**”
A faint, chilling smile curled upon the Snow Emperor’s lips—a smile forged from the depths of wrath. “**Eons have passed since any soul dared address me thus. You—a mere stripling of twenty winters—presume to challenge my will? This day, I shall impart the discipline your absent master failed to instill.**” His glacial gaze flickered toward another shadowed figure standing nearby.
The councilor looked from Mo Handersen to Luo Feng, forcing a thin smile. “**Gentlemen, let us keep the peace. I shall not interfere with the treasure.**”
*Zuo!*
He vanished like lightning.
“**I’ll let you strike first. End this in three seconds— the old fool will surely alert others outside. We must finish quickly,**” the Snow Emperor, Mo Handersen, said indifferently.
“**Arrogant as ever. Three seconds? Not even thirty would be enough!**”
Luo Feng pointed at Mo Handersen from afar. “**I hope you can at least withstand one strike!**”
“**Hmph.**”
Mo Handersen snorted inwardly. Was he, the Third Councilor, someone whose position came from flattery? Even the Star-level Second Stage mentalist, *Ister*, had fallen to him. How could he fear a newly ascended Star-level mentalist? He, the greatest warrior of Amerika, was not someone easily provoked.
“**Drill Mountain Cone!**” Luo Feng’s eyes flashed coldly.
In the blink of an eye, the *Sky-Piercing Shuttle* shattered into 365 gleaming blades—only to instantly reform upon separation! The fragments whirled into a deadly corkscrew formation, its spiraled surface gleaming with lethal intent—the first metamorphosis of the *Sky-Piercing Shuttle*, the **Mountain-Boring Drill**! The disintegration and reassembly occurred at such blinding speed that even Star-level powerhouses could scarcely track its movement. Such was the foundational mastery of the *Sky-Piercing* technique.
12 golden threads instantly coiled around the tip of the Drill Mountain Cone.
**Launch!**
“**Roar!!!**”
A piercing sonic boom erupted. The space itself seemed to twist. A golden beam instantly pierced the 50 meters between them, carrying a violently swirling gale. The Snow Emperor’s expression changed drastically. His right fist shot out like lightning, the special gauntlet on it lined with jagged blade spikes.
But the Drill Mountain Cone was too fast!
The punch barely grazed the cone. The Drill Mountain Cone slightly veered but still struck Mo Handersen directly in the abdomen!
“**Roar~~**”
The cone continued to drill furiously!
The tip’s piercing power pierced even the Snow Emperor’s SS-grade combat suit in an instant, tearing through it. It then slammed into the inner layer—his *Heishen Armor*. The immense penetration power was weakened by nine-tenths, and the remaining tenth dispersed across the Snow Emperor’s body.
“**Hmph.**” The Snow Emperor grunted lowly, involuntarily retreating seven or eight meters, his face paling slightly.
“**What a powerful body,**” Luo Feng thought in astonishment.
But everything was still within expectations. Without the *Heishen Armor*, a Star-level Third Stage warrior might have been killed outright. But with it, it was hard to finish him off!
“**Very well.**”
“**You’ve wounded me,**” the Snow Emperor Mo Handersen said coldly, his eyes like frozen abysses. “**Now I—**”
“**Your speed is too slow. You can’t hit me,**” Luo Feng grinned mockingly at Mo Handersen.
“**Be my target!**”
Luo Feng roared coldly.
Instantly, the Drill Mountain Cone before him transformed into a golden streak. “**Roar!!!**” A deafening sound erupted again, raising a whirlwind-like gale. This time, Mo Handersen no longer arrogantly stood his ground. He swiftly dodged backward, swinging both fists.
A low, heavy impact rang out.
The tip of the Drill Mountain Cone collided with one of Mo Handersen’s fists. His face paled again, and his body retreated several meters.
**”The speed of the Drill Mountain Cone—it seems even a Star-level Third Stage warrior can barely withstand it,”** Luo Feng swiftly analyzed. **”Excellent. The Drill Mountain Cone’s piercing power doesn’t stem from velocity, but from the bizarre shredding force unleashed by its golden threads.”**
“**Roar!**”
The Drill Mountain Cone sounded again, now over twenty meters to Mo Handersen’s left.
*Zuo!*
The golden streak slammed toward Mo Handersen.
“**Pu.**”
Third impact. Mo Handersen involuntarily staggered backward, a thin line of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. “**How can Luo Feng’s attack power be this strong? Even Ister couldn’t match this. What’s worse… his weapon is far faster than Ister’s hidden weapons!**”
“**Roar!**”
“**Roar!**”
“**Roar!**”
Again and again, the Drill Mountain Cone slammed into Mo Handersen. With its terrifying impact and speed, Mo Handersen couldn’t fully evade. Each strike forced him back several meters. And in the brief moment he stumbled back, the Drill Mountain Cone would launch again.
Leaving Mo Handersen no time to recover.
Exactly as Luo Feng had said…
Mo Handersen had become the target!
“**What should I do, what should I do?**” Mo Handersen thought frantically. As the world’s third strongest, he hadn’t faced such a predicament in a long time.
Luo Feng’s attack power was comparable to Ister’s. Even through the *Heishen Armor*, it was enough to inflict minor injuries. But the attack speed… far exceeded Ister’s hidden weapons. Mo Handersen could barely block with both hands, but his body couldn’t move to dodge at all.
If he couldn’t dodge, he’d be struck!
Each strike sent him reeling backward involuntarily. And in that brief moment of retreat… the Drill Mountain Cone would strike again.
Again and again without end!
“**Will you move or not!**” Luo Feng shouted loudly.
“**Roar!**” A sound Mo Handersen loathed rang out again.
“**I’ll risk it!**”
After being struck twelve times in ten seconds, Mo Handersen finally gritted his teeth and chose the most foolish yet effective method!
“**Roar!**”
The thirteenth strike came—the Drill Mountain Cone, once again a golden streak, hurtled toward the pitiful target, the Snow Emperor Mo Handersen. But this time, Mo Handersen didn’t block with his fists. Instead… he used both palms!
His left and right black palms had already been poised in front of him. As the golden streak struck—
*Chi chi~~*
The black palms suddenly expanded!
*Peng!*
At the moment the golden streak struck the black palms, the black skin membrane instantly closed, forming a black cocoon that trapped the *Dun Tian Shuttle* inside!
“**Pu!**” Mo Handersen couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, splattering onto the river below.
Using the *Heishen Armor*’s extension ability to trap the *Dun Tian Shuttle* during the attack was possible. But the reason Mo Handersen had avoided this method was…
Every time he was struck and involuntarily pushed back, it was actually an instinctive way to dissipate the impact and reduce bodily harm.
And while being pushed back, Mo Handersen would also twist his body to avoid the remaining impact of the *Dun Tian Shuttle*.
But trapping the *Dun Tian Shuttle*…
Meant fully absorbing the impact! Although the force only increased by half, once it reached the critical point, even a slight increase in impact could cause far greater bodily harm! This single strike was equivalent to the previous ten combined.
“**Luo Feng!**”
Mo Handersen, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, eyes burning with fury, suddenly stomped against the nearby cliff wall. *Boom!* With the explosive power of a Star-level Third Stage warrior’s legs, his speed surged instantly beyond 2000 meters per second! Of course, he immediately released the *Dun Tian Shuttle*.
If he didn’t, the moment it activated again, he would suffer greatly.
“**Too fast!**” Luo Feng instantly shot upward. Above was solid rock!
*Chi!*
The rock was as soft as tofu. Luo Feng pierced straight into the rock layer. Once inside, a mentalist like Luo Feng would be far more agile and faster than any martial artist!
“**Luo Feng, come out if you dare,**” the Snow Emperor Mo Handersen raged. It had been a long time since he had suffered such a humiliating defeat.
Struck repeatedly.
Only by enduring severe injury did he finally seize the initiative.
“**Dare you come in,**” Luo Feng’s voice echoed.
*Zuo!*
From hundreds of meters away, Luo Feng burst through the rock wall, his face showing shock as he looked at the white crystal floating above the river… which was now swallowed by a water beast.
Earlier, when Luo Feng fled, he had noticed a water beast, the *Di Long*, swallow the white crystal.
But Luo Feng hadn’t taken it seriously. He believed the *Di Long* would explode, and the white crystal would return.
But now, with his mental force scanning, he found the *Di Long* was still alive!
“**What’s going on?**” Mo Handersen’s expression changed slightly.
“**You didn’t even notice when the treasure was eaten by a water beast,**” Luo Feng mocked, yet his eyes remained fixed on the *Di Long* in the river.
The *Di Long* was actually one of the most terrifying species evolved from earthworms. Usually, they were **Beast Lord-level**.
Among King-level beasts, there was even the **Di Long King**.
“**Hmph.**”
Mo Handersen shot Luo Feng a cold glare. After being struck over a dozen times by Luo Feng, how could he not harbor hatred? And he, the mighty Snow Emperor, could not tolerate such disrespect, let alone such a humiliating defeat.
A true warrior could endure humiliation—but never forget it!
Still… the weapon Luo Feng wielded made him cautious.
…
At this moment—
Both men stared at the *Di Long* in the underground lake. The *Di Long* was continuously swelling, emitting a faint white glow. The strong aroma of rice fragrance came from it.
“**The white crystal must have been swallowed by the *Di Long*.**”
Mo Handersen wasn’t a mentalist, so how could he constantly monitor the treasure? Earlier, none of the beasts had swallowed it, so Mo Handersen hadn’t worried. He assumed if they were going to, they would have done so before he and Luo Feng arrived. Thus, his only rival for the treasure was Luo Feng!
Suddenly, the *Di Long*, over fifty meters long, threw back its head and let out a howl!
*Chi chi~~*
A single horn grew from its forehead. The *Di Long*, which had been glowing faintly white, suddenly began convulsing. Its body rapidly swelled and elongated!
“**A horn!**” Mo Handersen gasped in shock.
“**King-level!**” Luo Feng also cried out in astonishment.
“**A mid-tier Beast Lord swallowed the white crystal and evolved directly into a King-level beast? How is that possible?**” Luo Feng was stunned. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. “**Could it be… that the sudden appearance of the legendary Emperor-level beast, the *Tentacle Beast*, was also due to consuming this white crystal?**”
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