In the silent cave, faint mist drifted.
Luo Feng sat cross-legged in meditation, his consciousness already linked to the virtual universe, conducting research on his blade techniques within his training ground in the Primitive Sector.
…
Luo Feng stood on the vast land, gripping the Blood Shadow War Blade, repeatedly executing his blade techniques, while beside him, countless Sovereigns at their peak charged forth, attacking him with madness.
Ephemeral Flower! Lingering Fragrance! Lingering Dream! Shadow Play! Death’s Embrace! Unending Hate! The Road to the Horizon!
Blade light flashed!
Rending through the sky!
One by one, the Sovereigns were slain, slaughtered in the carnage.
“This isn’t right.”
“I always feel something isn’t right,” Luo Feng murmured, raising his hand and shouting, “Freeze!” Instantly, all the charging Sovereigns froze in place—after all, this was only a simulation within the training ground.
Walking among the frozen Sovereigns, Luo Feng furrowed his brows in thought: “Earlier, when I fought against twelve alien Immortals, I felt my blade techniques still had flaws, or perhaps… they hadn’t reached the peak of what my current comprehension of the Laws could achieve.”
With a thought, Luo Feng flipped his hand, and the Beast God Armor shield appeared.
“First Form of the Beast God Art—Beast God Descent!” Luo Feng unleashed it directly. Instantly, 999 diamond-shaped metal plates flew from the golden shield, drawing upon the simulated cosmic essence within the virtual universe. Countless golden threads intertwined, forming a massive Beast God phantom midair, exuding immense pressure.
“This is perfection.”
Luo Feng looked up at the hovering Beast God phantom radiating pressure! Even as the first form… even with just 999 metal plates forming the technique, it was so perfect that the phantom possessed actual pressure!
Perfection!
“When I unleash my blade techniques, the Beast God phantoms I naturally create lack pressure,” Luo Feng mused, shaking his head. “Compared to Teacher Huyan Bo’s techniques, mine may be refined, but compared to Xiluo’s Beast God Art, my blade techniques are too crude. How can I improve? How can I break through?”
Luo Feng stood silently.
Under the gaze of countless Sovereigns, he simply looked up at the hovering Beast God phantom exuding pressure.
“Breakthrough.”
“How can I break through?”
“Is my Golden-Horned Giant Beast’s close combat ability merely that rough Heaven-Tearing Claw? Is there no perfect secret art like Xiluo’s Beast God Art?” Luo Feng kept watching the phantom in the sky, vaguely sensing something, yet still feeling as if he were peering through fog at flowers—close, yet distant.
…
Time passed.
Luo Feng remained deep in thought, pondering his blade techniques and the combat methods of the Golden-Horned Giant Beast. In truth, the Golden-Horned Giant Beast’s combat techniques and the blade techniques were interrelated, both belonging to the realm of close combat! One relied on the Golden-Horned Giant Beast’s body for attacks, while the other used the war blade. Yet, the war blade could be seen as an extension of the body.
Naturally, the two were interconnected.
Yet, all of this demanded Luo Feng’s creation. In the first century, he had already attained a minor mastery of blade techniques. But a single battle made him realize… his blade arts remained incomplete, incapable of unleashing the ultimate power of the Beast God’s profound essence.
“Once perfected.”
“My blade techniques will surpass the Beast God Art, because I will naturally create what suits me best, while the Beast God Art was best suited for Xiluo.”
…
In the past hundred years, Luo Feng occasionally went out to hunt and fight, but 99% of his time was spent comprehending the Beast God Dao and researching blade techniques and combat arts. Now… Luo Feng had once again immersed himself in that state.
Twelve days passed in the blink of an eye.
“Boom!”
A pyramid-shaped spacecraft, approximately 600 meters tall, was speeding through the void. Inside the pyramid ship:
“Star Devouring Sovereign, Star Devouring Sovereign.” Seated on an alloy chair was the immortal Ka’wu, Fenya, whose eyes burned with flames. Beside him lay two polygonal war hammers, clearly indicating he, like the already fallen Longsuo, favored heavy weapons like war hammers.
“He hasn’t moved at all.”
“The location of the token hasn’t changed,” Fenya muttered. “Could he have discovered Longsuo and my relationship, fearing my revenge, found the token and simply discarded it somewhere?”
If Luo Feng really fled, how could Fenya ever find him in the vast Misty Sand Island?
“No.”
“No, it must still be there, it must still be there.” Fenya’s heart was filled with worry and hope. He longed to kill that detestable human and avenge his dear brother, but he feared that the cunning human might have already discarded the token and fled, delaying his revenge indefinitely.
The distance continued to shrink.
“It must be there.” Fenya gazed into the distance, though even with 100% external virtual vision, he could only see some mist in the distance.
…
“Luofeng, detected a dangerous target.
The target is alone aboard a mechanical clan spacecraft, flying directly toward us. Scanning his appearance, it’s confirmed to be a Ka’wu! On Misty Sand Island, immortal deities usually travel in groups, yet he’s alone. Combined with what you said before killing that Ka’wu—there’s a 90% probability this dangerous target is one of the twelve Barons, ‘Boulder.'”
Babata reported to Luo Feng.
“Oh?”
Luo Feng, seated cross-legged in the misty cave, slowly opened his eyes. “Finally arrived, huh?”
“He should arrive in about an hour,” Babata said.
“After waiting so long, finally here. It’s been a hundred years since I came to Misty Sand Island, and I’ve never fought a Baron before.” Luo Feng nodded. “I’ve been confused about my blade techniques and the combat methods of the Golden-Horned Giant Beast. Perhaps I can use this opportunity to figure some things out.”
Swoosh!
Instantly, Luo Feng shot out of the cave, hugging the mountain wall as he rapidly ascended. Soon, he reached a relatively flat area on the mountain—a large lake lay here. Atop the mountain range, this lake spanned tens of thousands of kilometers in diameter, unimaginable on Earth, but perfectly normal on Misty Sand Island.
“Water.” Luo Feng sat by the lake, already feeling the intense chill radiating from it. He reached out and scooped up some water.
The piercing cold instantly traveled from his arm to his entire body, a bone-deep chill. Of course, Luo Feng could easily endure it.
“Really cold.”
“But it feels great.” Luo Feng smiled as he casually played with the water.
Who knew how long passed—
Boom!
A pyramid-shaped spacecraft rapidly approached from the distance, then quickly decelerated and hovered above the lake. The shockwave from its high-speed arrival sent debris flying, yet the lake’s heavy, freezing water merely rippled slightly.
Whoosh! A towering twelve-meter-tall Ka’wu Immortal clad in crimson battle armor emerged from the hatch, and the pyramidal spacecraft vanished into thin air. Hovering midair above the lake, he radiated an invisible oppressive aura. Flames ignited around his body, spreading outward in an instant, engulfing tens of thousands of kilometers.
“Buzz!” Luo Feng sat by the lake, his World Projection instantly expanding.
He resisted the Flame Law Domain without being affected in the least.
“Gurgle~” The once icy-cold lake water began to churn, and soon, the lake—containing more water than all of Earth’s oceans combined—began to boil.
“Boring.”
Suddenly, Luo Feng stood up.
Boom!
His World Projection suddenly expanded, directly pressing against the Flame Law Domain. The overwhelming World Projection forced the Flame Law Domain back, threatening to collapse it entirely.
“Hmph!” The Baron immortal ‘Fenya’ standing above the lake in flames let out a disdainful snort. Instantly, the seemingly ordinary Flame Law Domain began to shift internally, transforming from a chaotic mob into a disciplined army, stabilizing the entire Flame Law Domain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The World Projection clashed repeatedly with the Flame Law Domain. Although Luo Feng had a slight advantage, he couldn’t completely overwhelm his opponent.
“Hmm?” Luo Feng looked at the Flame Law Domain in surprise. This was the first time he had encountered a single Law Domain capable of resisting his World Projection.
“As the master mentioned, one can integrate the comprehension of the Laws of Space and Time into the ‘Law Domain,’ but that requires at least mastering the fourth diagram of the Nine Heavens Chaos Stele,” Luo Feng frowned slightly. “The Law Domain is a natural power bestowed by the essence of the cosmos. These forces, when unleashed directly, are like a disorderly mob of soldiers. Yet, once harnessed and structured through the Law of Space, the Law Domain grows far more formidable. Barons… truly far surpass Immortal Commanders in strength.”
“You are the Star Devouring Sovereign!”
The deep human tongue echoed from Fenya, hovering above the lake.
Luo Feng looked up at him: “Are you Boulder?”
“Hahaha… It really is you.” Fenya’s voice thundered. “I guessed right. You must have known I was coming.”
“Yeah.” Luo Feng nodded.
“Brave of you.” Fenya said darkly. “Killing my tribal brother-in-arms, knowing I was coming, yet still keeping my token and waiting for me here… Should I thank you or mock you? Hmph… You saved me a lot of effort finding you. I’ll make sure you die quickly.”
“Oh?” Luo Feng flipped his hand, and the Blood Shadow War Blade and Hexagonal Shield appeared.
One hand wielding the shield, the other the war blade.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Their World Projections and Law Domains continued to clash. Luo Feng’s World Projection had a slight advantage, but it didn’t significantly affect the battle.
“I’ve been waiting for you for twelve days. You’re really slow. I hope you don’t disappoint me.” Luo Feng’s black battle armor rapidly extended, forming a battle helm. This battle would be Luo Feng’s first true life-and-death fight against a Baron-level immortal deity, and his heart burned with anticipation.
“I won’t disappoint you.” Fenya looked down at the tiny figure before him, both hands gripping his azure war hammers, surrounded by dazzling flames.
The Thirteen Overlords of Misty Sand Island.
Star Devouring Sovereign versus Boulder, the clash began.
“Threefold Cosmic Dash!” Suddenly, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam. Instantly, his figure left three zigzagging trails midair, like lightning flashing by, his speed surging to terrifying levels. Accompanying his movement was a brilliant blade light.
“Die!” Fenya roared and surged forth.
The battle began instantly!
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