Bu A felt an endless pain spreading throughout his entire body. The surging of his life genes brought unimaginable agony, so terrifying that Bu A couldn’t even think. Only after the pain completely faded did he slowly open his eyes. At one glance, even the distant mountains, once unimaginably far away, now appeared crystal clear.
“I, I…” The first instant he regained consciousness, Bu A felt his vision and hearing had increased thousands, even millions of times.
“What tremendous power! So immense, so powerful!” The scars on Bu A’s face had vanished, revealing his rugged, stone-carved countenance. He stretched out his thick arms and tried to exert force.
Snap! The heavy armor covering his body, so solid that even a seventh-stage knight would have to exert their utmost to damage it, cracked directly. Bu A felt as if the armor he wore was as fragile as mud, as though even a slight muscle tension could shatter it completely. He couldn’t help but gape in astonishment.
“Could it be… could it really be…” Bu A immediately began to examine his inner self. This investigation left him stunned.
“Is this real? Is this truly real?”
Bu A began to slowly levitate, hovering midair. The mighty primal energy within him caused him to let out a deep roar. Boom! He transformed into a streak of light, soaring straight into the sky. Then, he curved through the air in a swift S-shaped arc, finally spiraling rapidly down from the high heavens, stopping only an inch above the ground.
“Hahahaha! Haha! It’s real! I’ve become a Saint! And not just any Saint, a Peak Saint! I’m just a tiny step away from becoming a Legend! Hahahaha! Supreme God Yuan’ao above! Great God Bowa…” Bu A was ecstatic.
Across the endless Jué’àn continent, with countless lives from hundreds of races, the path from first to ninth stage was inherently extremely difficult. From childhood, Bu A had become a knight apprentice, performing menial tasks like serving tea and even emptying chamber pots for a second-stage knight, receiving only occasional guidance, which enabled him to gradually grow. Once becoming a knight, he had to endure repeated wars—conflicts between lords, even wars between empires. He had served in the military, been trapped in a slave camp, and climbed back up from death countless times, surviving deadly battles, crossing the threshold from third to fourth stage, finally entering the “Weiyàn Family” and becoming one of their knights.
The Weiyàn Family was a clan that ruled over a vast territory, with even a Saint residing among them!
From third to fourth stage was a major threshold.
From sixth to seventh stage was another.
And from ninth to Saint… an even more formidable leap! Once becoming a Saint, one could roam the heavens and earth freely, possessing immense might, becoming a formidable figure on the Jué’àn continent. Becoming a Legend would be even more extraordinary, easily founding a lordly nation. Becoming a Demigod would allow one to directly establish an empire and become its founding emperor!
Below third stage were mere cannon fodder. Bu A had toiled for decades to become a fifth-stage knight, barely qualifying as an elite knight.
“A Saint!”
“And not just any Saint, a Peak Saint, just one step from becoming a Legend.” Bu A was in utter shock. “I’ve only heard of divine blessings enabling one to ascend instantly. Otherwise, it would take thousands of years to progress from a fifth-stage knight to a Peak Saint. That exalted being instantly elevated me to this level; it must have been a god!”
“But it wasn’t God Bowa…” A shiver ran through Bu A. Across the entire Jué’àn continent, there were hundreds of deities, each ruling over territories spanning billions of kilometers.
“An alien god?” Bu A was terrified. Divine wars were the dominant theme across the endless Jué’àn continent.
“I mustn’t say anything. Not to anyone. Not even to my wife and son in the future. Revealing it would bring disaster. If others discover I received favor from an alien god, I’d be finished.” Bu A gritted his teeth, remembering it firmly, then grinned sinisterly, glancing toward the direction of Weiyàn Castle. “Weiyàn Castle—its legendary lord only became a Saint a little over a hundred years ago, nowhere near a Peak Saint. Haha…”
“My happy days have finally arrived.”
“I will rule over a territory, build a grand castle, filled with thousands of beautiful women. I’ll sleep with one each day, hahaha…” Bu A gave a shake of his body, and his armor shattered into dust. At the same time, primal energy coalesced around his body, forming a new battle armor. Then, whoosh! He transformed into a streak of light, flying straight toward Weiyàn Castle.
…
Luo Feng stood midair, gazing down at the distant mountains.
“The Nuyan Mountains, the target is inside.” Luo Feng gazed into the distance. “To draw the attention of the Ancestral God Sect’s ‘Ancestral God,’ what could it possibly be? A living creature or some rare treasure?” He had long since forgotten about the casual assistance he had given Bu A earlier. At the time, he simply needed to thoroughly grasp the surrounding world’s situation regarding the target and had chosen Bu A, finding him agreeable. It was also a minor compensation for delving into his memories.
According to Bu A’s memories, the mountain range ahead was called the “Nuyan Mountains,” where a mighty Legend resided.
“A Legend?” Luo Feng shook his head with a faint smile.
Although the Jué’àn continent was located within a cosmic secret realm, due to the unchecked reproduction of its inhabitants by Supreme God Yuan’ao, the population had grown too large, resulting in scarce cosmic energy available for each individual. Additionally, the races originally plundered by Supreme God Yuan’ao were considered weak with limited potential. Thus, on the Jué’àn continent, most beings, upon reaching adulthood, were barely stronger than adult humans from Earth.
From first to third stage was below the Stellar level.
From fourth to sixth stage was Stellar level.
From seventh to ninth stage was Star-Emperor level.
A Saint was Cosmic level!
A Legend was Domain Lord level!
A Demigod was World Lord level!
And a god was naturally an Immortal.
“There’s definitely more than just one Legend residing deep within these Nuyan Mountains,” Luo Feng mused, already faintly sensing fluctuations of divine power.
“If I strike, I must ensure they cannot escape.”
Luo Feng’s expression turned solemn.
…
The Nuyan Mountains stretched for millions of kilometers, inhabited by powerful magical beasts. Around the mountains, for tens of thousands of kilometers, no civilians dared to reside.
Deep within the Nuyan Mountains,
A completely black castle stood at the center, surrounded by numerous peaks. Below the black castle, boiling magma flowed continuously. Within the magma, one could even see various strange beasts thriving. On the castle walls stood rows of golden-armored knights, each a ninth-stage knight, powerful enough to conquer vast territories elsewhere.
The castle, surrounded by magma, was connected to the outside by a black metal bridge.
An old man dressed in a white robe was approaching from afar, each step spanning over a hundred meters. Around him, faint white light shimmered. Those with sufficient experience could identify him as a Legend possessing a domain. The Legend quickly walked onto the bridge.
“Open the gates,” the old man commanded.
“At once.”
The castle gates slowly groaned open. Standing at the entrance was a knight engulfed in flames, also a Legend himself.
“Why have you come?” the flame knight asked. “Don’t you know you shouldn’t come here unless it’s urgent?”
“I have urgent military intelligence to report to the great God Bowa,” the white-robed elder quickly replied as he advanced into the black castle.
…
Inside the castle’s inner sanctum,
A deity radiating endless light sat high upon a throne. God Bowa looked down upon his servants, listening to their reports, feeling a sense of supreme control. After all, within the billions of kilometers of territory under his dominion, countless empires were locked in bloody conflicts—all secretly manipulated by him. He orchestrated the deepening hatred among empires, drove everything into chaos, and only when matters became uncontrollable would he appear, displaying the majesty of a god.
“You have done well,” God Bowa finally spoke.
The white-robed elder kneeling below was so moved he began to weep. A great god had actually praised him! The elder eagerly awaited further instructions from Bowa, but as a vague golden light flickered, he looked up in shock…
“Where is God Bowa?”
The throne, which had previously radiated endless light, was now empty.
The other attendants inside the grand hall, along with three Demigods, were slightly taken aback. One of the Demigods immediately declared, “God Bowa has retired. You all may leave now.”
“But there’s still no instruction for the next step!” The white-robed elder was anxious in his heart but obediently replied, “Yes.”
One by one, the attendants quickly left the hall, even the Demigods departed. They all assumed God Bowa had left for an important matter. Yet, they didn’t know that although they thought Bowa had left, he was actually still seated on the throne—the only difference was that the World Lords and Domain Lords could no longer see him.
“You, who are you?” God Bowa sat on the throne, terror filling his voice. Sitting on the divine seat for countless eons, he had never felt such fear before.
Golden light surrounded the area within a hundred meters around him, its power making God Bowa shudder with dread.
Luo Feng looked at the God Bowa before him and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
“I was so cautious, immediately unleashing my strongest binding technique upon arrival—the Golden Country. Yet, the target turned out to be merely a weak Immortal god.” Luo Feng had instantly cast the ‘Golden Country’ while hovering above the Nuyan Mountains.
As soon as he cast it, he realized the target was too weak, so he immediately teleported in front of him and narrowed the scope of the ‘Golden Country.’
That was why those Demigods and the white-robed elder had seen a flash of golden light earlier.
…
“Tell me briefly about all the important events from your birth until now,” Luo Feng ordered.
“Yes, yes,” God Bowa hurriedly replied, “I was born…”
Luo Feng appeared to be listening, but in reality, he had already cast an illusion technique. His consciousness and willpower were at the level of a Cosmic Overlord, and being a mentalist by origin, though not particularly skilled in illusions compared to others of his level, as a master of the Secret Pattern School, he had long since devised several illusion techniques. It was easy for him to plunge God Bowa into a complete illusion, freely searching through his memories.
Because Luo Feng had confirmed through the ‘Golden Toad’… the target was indeed the God Bowa before him!
But how could a mere weak Immortal deity threaten the Primordial Universe? How could the exalted Ancestral God of the Ancestral God Sect personally request Luo Feng’s intervention? Luo Feng sensed something profoundly wrong. He could perceive layers of enigma concealed beneath the surface, with God Bowa being merely the tip of the iceberg. Thus, he had to meticulously comb through his memories.
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