Back when Luo Feng first arrived at the Palace of Inheritance, his Mosha Clan clone had already entered his inner world, while the Origin Core resided within the Earthling body of his main self.
Inside Luo Feng’s body, within the Origin Core…
His soul had already condensed into a crystal sphere. Around this soul crystal, wisps of mist floated—this was Luo Feng’s spiritual power. Countless strands of mental energy were forming countless secret runes, and a large number of these runes were being transmitted into the soul crystal. It was just like a virus spreading—once the soul crystal absorbed these runes, it quietly underwent very subtle changes.
Although the changes were minute, they kept accumulating!
Without a moment’s pause!
Luo Feng’s Earthling main body and his Gold-Horned Giant Beast were both controlling mental energy to cultivate their souls.
…
A hundred refinements forge steel!
Just as iron becomes steel after repeated forging, Luo Feng’s soul was undergoing a similar process. During the cultivation of the “Supreme Demon Sound Secret Art,” his soul continuously transformed and evolved, like scrap iron becoming refined steel. Luo Feng’s soul was evolving in exactly this way.
It was somewhat similar to the “Heavenly Body Cultivation,” which was a transformation of the physical body. When the “Heavenly Body Cultivation” was activated, the physical body could shrink, causing a sharp increase in muscle density, bone density, and scales.
The foundational section of the “Supreme Demon Sound Secret Art,” which accounted for ninety-nine percent of the entire art, was a transformation of the soul.
Activating this secret art could cause a sharp increase in soul control!
The spirit of an ordinary World Sovereign-level expert, while maintaining the utmost lethality of concealed weapons, could typically wield no more than a hundred such arms.
The might of an ordinary World-King-tier warrior could be magnified a hundredfold.
As Luo Feng ascended to the hundredth step of the Stairway of Inheritance, his mental amplitude had already surged to one hundred—the legendary pinnacle threshold for World Lords!
And now, Luo Feng had already stepped onto the 360th tier, and his mental amplitude had already surpassed 360!
What did that mean?
When he first arrived at the Palace of Inheritance, his mental amplitude was between seventy and eighty. Now it was over 360!
That was a fivefold increase!
It was like Luo Feng initially had one gun to shoot with, and now he had five!
The output speed of his mental energy was five times faster than before!
“It’s like five against one!” Luo Feng stared at the endless staircase of inheritance stretching before him, his eyes fixed on the faintly visible hall floating in the distant void. The mere thought of it sent a thrill of excitement coursing through him.
…
In the virtual universe, in the public area of Yuxiang Mountain, at the top floor of a quiet tavern.
True King Zhenyan was leaning back on the sofa, his eyelids drooping, his entire body faintly exuding a suffocating, furious aura. The entire top floor was filled with this oppressive atmosphere. Even the tavern staff were too frightened to breathe loudly, standing aside with dry throats, holding their breath.
“Ga ga ga, King Zhenyan!” A cold, shrill laugh echoed directly into the top floor room.
Two figures ascended the stairs.
One was as thin as a skeleton, his eyes like two ghostly flames. A goatee hung from his chin, and his entire body was wrapped in a golden robe. In his hands, he continuously rolled two golden orbs. Behind him followed a handsome youth—Moluo!
Although Moluo was actually quite old, due to his race’s bloodline, he was short in stature and looked like a boy.
“Arrived,” Zhenyan muttered, glancing at him.
“Ga ga ga, King Zhenyan, you are here seeking my disciple, so you have a request for me. Don’t give me that ugly look in front of me,” the golden-robed, gaunt old monster sneered. He then lay back on a nearby sofa and ordered, “Staff, get out!”
“Yes!”
The staff immediately obeyed and left. The room was now left with only three people—King Zhenyan, Moluo, and Moluo’s teacher.
“If it wasn’t for my disciple Luo Feng, I wouldn’t even bother meeting you. Seeing you makes me sick!” Zhenyan sneered.
“Ga ga ga, what an honor,” the golden-robed, gaunt old monster chuckled.
This golden-robed, gaunt old monster was also a figure of great status within the Virtual Universe Company. He had passed the 20th level of the Sky-Soaring Bridge and was extremely close to the rank of Venerable. His title was “King of the Prisoned Phantom”! King Zhenyan and the Phantom King had always been bitter rivals, both possessing extraordinary talents!
Among them, King Zhenyan was famous for his straightforward and fierce temperament.
The Phantom King was famous for his malevolence and treachery.
Because of their completely opposing personalities—Zhenyan acting openly and honestly, while the Phantom King was extremely cunning—the two had always hated each other. The Phantom King regarded Zhenyan as his lifelong rival. However, Zhenyan always looked down on the Phantom King with disdain. Although he despised him, their powers were very close!
These two!
Both were extremely close to the rank of Venerable, and among the Immortal Kings, they were the two at the absolute peak! Each had their own strengths! Of course, Zhenyan was capable of suppressing his opponent, but it was difficult to kill him.
“Speak,” Zhenyan glanced at Moluo, who stood behind the Phantom King. “You say your disciple Moluo also went to the Demon Mountain. And even saw my disciple Luo Feng! Tell me, when did he see him? What was the situation?”
“Getting impatient?” the golden-robed, gaunt old monster looked at Zhenyan.
“Hmph!” Zhenyan snorted coldly.
He indeed felt some urgency.
Because previously, the Virtual Universe Company had notified him that Luo Feng had entered the Demon Sound Mountain over a year ago, yet had not returned any messages. The Demon Sound Mountain was an “extreme danger zone” with great risks. Once exposed to some terrifying demon sounds, one could unknowingly become a walking corpse. Normally, those geniuses would occasionally log into the Virtual Universe network.
But Luo Feng hadn’t logged in at all in the past year!
This caused the Virtual Universe Company to suspect…
Was he dead?
So naturally, they notified Luo Feng’s closest mentor—King Zhenyan! Zhenyan knew Luo Feng had gone to challenge the Demon Mountain. Upon receiving the notification from the Virtual Universe Company, he immediately sent emails, requested calls, and so on to contact Luo Feng, but received no response at all. It was as if Luo Feng had already died.
There were only two possible explanations for this situation.
One: Luo Feng was already dead, hence no reply.
Two: Luo Feng was in seclusion, cultivating something extremely important and had shut off all communications to avoid distractions.
“Getting impatient?” the golden-robed, gaunt old monster chuckled mockingly. “It seems your disciple hasn’t replied to you at all. But no reply doesn’t necessarily mean death. Maybe he’s in seclusion cultivating something.”
“Ahh!”
The golden-robed old monster slapped his head, “I’m getting old, forgetting things. Your disciple is in the Demon Sound Mountain. That place is full of demon sounds! One cannot stay in one place, let alone cultivate in peace. He couldn’t possibly be cultivating… So, he must be dead!”
King Zhenyan’s expression darkened, his golden eyes flashing furiously as he roared, “Phantom King! I originally wanted to speak with your disciple, but you insisted on interfering. I gave you face and spoke with you. Don’t keep babbling nonsense!”
“Ga ga ga, getting impatient,” the golden-robed, gaunt old monster waved his hand. “My obedient disciple, tell him.”
“Yes,” Moluo bowed respectfully.
“King Zhenyan,” Moluo bowed again.
King Zhenyan looked at the respectful Moluo and glanced at the golden-robed old monster. “Such a good disciple, wasted under your tutelage!”
“Hmph,” the golden-robed old monster sneered.
“Speak,” Zhenyan stared at Moluo. “When did you see Luo Feng?”
“King Zhenyan,” Moluo respectfully replied, “It was a year ago.”
“A year ago?” Zhenyan frowned.
The information provided by the Virtual Universe Company also indicated that Luo Feng had not logged in for about a year.
A year!
To Zhenyan, with his long lifespan, a year was extremely short. But in an environment like the Demon Sound Mountain… a year was an eternity.
“I am still in the Demon Sound Mountain,” Moluo respectfully continued. “However, I have not seen Luo Feng since.”
“Oh?” Zhenyan frowned even more deeply.
“Hmph, King Zhenyan, you probably don’t know… your disciple once ambushed my disciple in the Demon Sound Mountain,” the golden-robed old monster said.
“Ambushed?” Zhenyan’s eyes locked onto Moluo. “My disciple Luo Feng attacked yours?”
Moluo felt slightly nervous.
“Don’t be afraid,” the golden-robed old monster sat on the sofa, sipping fruit wine casually. He waved his hand. “With your teacher here, this ape can’t do anything to you. Just tell the truth from start to finish.”
“Tell me the truth!” Zhenyan stared at Moluo.
Moluo took a deep breath and said, “Esteemed King Zhenyan, it went like this. I entered the Demon Sound Mountain a bit earlier than Luo Feng. In the mountain, I discovered some patterns in the demon sounds… so I stayed in an area not too far from the illusion beast herds, moving around there. Although that area was near the illusion beasts, the strength of the demon sounds constantly changed, making it relatively easy to predict.”
“One day!”
“I heard the roar of an illusion beast, and I knew someone had provoked it again.” Moluo took a deep breath, looking somewhat nervous. “I’ve encountered this several times before. This time, I secretly hid and observed from a distance.”
“But—”
“I saw that person using the Cloud-Twisting Vine! I immediately suspected… this person was definitely not a native. A native at the Cosmic level ninth stage absolutely couldn’t possess an assistant plant life at the Domain King ninth stage.” Moluo said, “So I also joined the fight. Together, we managed to destroy that illusion beast, and then we immediately fled. When he saw me, he immediately recognized me…”
“And then he transformed back to his original form! I looked closely and realized—it was Luo Feng!”
“To meet a fellow countryman in the Demon Sound Mountain, I was really happy. We chatted for a while and quickly fled, because the illusion beast behind us would continue chasing after regenerating. But unexpectedly… unexpectedly…” Moluo’s body slightly trembled.
King Zhenyan frowned slightly.
“Just when I wasn’t very vigilant and was fleeing with him, he suddenly attacked me. At such close range, I had no time to defend myself and was instantly severely injured! I barely managed to survive by fighting desperately.” Moluo shook his head bitterly. “Actually, at the moment I was ambushed, I already understood… he probably regarded me as a rival in the Qualification War. By eliminating me now, he would have a better chance of advancing into the Original Secret Realm during the Qualification War.”
“Ga ga ga, King Zhenyan, did you hear that?” the golden-robed, gaunt old monster laughed coldly.
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