The silver-scaled man Moylin and the black-horned man Ash felt a surge of anger rise within them upon hearing Luo Feng’s words. Indeed, they had come at Ninnan’s behest to provoke Luo Feng, but still—they were both supreme geniuses among the countless human races of the cosmos. Otherwise, how could they have entered the Tai Chu Secret Realm?
Geniuses are always proud!
Wasting time?
To say that fighting them was a waste of time—this was coming from a newcomer who had only recently joined the Virtual Universe Company.
“Let’s go, to the battle arena,” Luo Feng turned and strode outward, as if eager to resolve the fight quickly.
“Hmph,” Moylin couldn’t help but snort coldly at Luo Feng’s back.
“Too arrogant,” Ash narrowed his eyes.
The two exchanged glances, then followed Luo Feng out of Chamber No. 2.
Inside Chamber No. 2, many Monarchs and Domain Lords from the Tai Chu Region had overheard their conversation. Now seeing the situation unfold, their eyes lit up.
“How interesting.”
“A newcomer challenging the veterans.”
“Usually, the veterans win decisively. But this time, it might not be so clear-cut.”
“Between Luo Feng and those two, Luo Feng is likely stronger. However, if Luo Feng were to fight against the five strongest among the Cosmic-level veterans—Kurofu and the others—then there’s no doubt that Kurofu and his group would be stronger.”
“Let’s go watch.”
“Perhaps the five veteran geniuses of the Cosmic-level will also take action.”
Groups of Monarchs and Domain Lords, chatting and calling to each other, laughed as they walked outside in clusters. The battle at the arena between Luo Feng—the most outstanding of the newcomers—and his opponents would certainly be an extremely entertaining spectacle.
After all, the Tai Chu Region had only so many members. Of course the Monarchs knew the names and reputations of the most famous Cosmic-level and Domain-level figures.
…
The Tai Chu Region was vast, and several arenas had been constructed across its expanse. These were commonly used by its members for sparring, dueling, and even wagers.
At this moment, over a dozen people had gathered at the edge of one arena. On the arena stage, two Domain Lords were locked in combat—one was a towering, muscular, eight-meter-tall black-furred ape-man, and the other was a cold, bald young man whose head bore intricate and eerie patterns.
In an instant, the arena was filled with thousands of illusions. The black-furred ape-man roared as he swung a nearly ten-meter-long great axe, and the clash between the two sent shockwaves rippling through the surrounding space.
The land around the arena was left in complete disarray.
“This time, I lose,” a calm voice rang out.
“Hahaha!” The ape-man’s deep, booming voice echoed, as he looked down at the bald young man, “In the past hundred years, we’ve fought ten times, and you’ve lost seven.”
But the bald young man merely closed his eyes, reflecting on the battle just concluded.
The dozen or so spectators nearby began murmuring amongst themselves, some preparing to leave, others considering issuing challenges.
“Hey, look!”
“What’s going on over there?”
“Why so many people?”
The dozen or so people, including the ape-man and the bald young man on the arena, all turned to see a crowd of at least sixty or seventy people approaching from a distance. Luo Feng led the way, followed by Moylin and Ash, and behind them came a large group of Monarchs and a few Domain Lords. This bustling crowd was indeed eye-catching.
…
As Luo Feng walked, he glanced around and noticed a dozen people gathered at the edge of a distant arena. Among them, there were no Cosmic-level warriors.
“Which arena shall we choose?” Luo Feng asked.
“After all, you’re just a newcomer—you choose,” Moylin, the silver-scaled youth trailing behind Luo Feng, replied coldly.
“Fine.”
Luo Feng stomped his foot and transformed into a streak of light, flying directly to an arena dozens of kilometers away. Moylin and Ash followed immediately, each becoming a streak of light. At the same time, the crowd of Monarchs and Domain Lords preparing to spectate all rushed toward the arena—some vanishing in a few flashes, others flying directly, landing one by one at the arena’s edge.
“Let’s go see.”
“With so many spectators, it must be no ordinary fight.” The dozen Domain Lords nearby also flew over, including the black-furred ape-man and the bald young man.
…
The three of them landed on the arena stage one after another.
Luo Feng glanced toward the edge of the arena in the distance—mostly Monarchs, with only a few Domain Lords. Among the Cosmic-level warriors, there were only two—one was an elder Cosmic-level warrior, and the other was a green-haired young man named Jiangmo, who smiled at Luo Feng and punched the air while transmitting his voice telepathically, “Luo Feng, these old men have always looked down on us newcomers. You must stand up for us and give them a good thrashing.”
“Of course. And I will give them a thorough thrashing,” Luo Feng replied telepathically with a smile.
Just then…
Three figures descended from the sky and landed at the arena’s edge to spectate. One wore a silver-gray battle robe, another had black skin, thick lips, and an honest appearance, and the third was a girl with emerald eyes, pointed ears, and a seductive figure. The three stood together, watching.
“They are all Cosmic-level warriors. The one in the middle is Ninnan—one of the five great elders,” Luo Feng quickly recalled the information.
Ever since his teacher, Zhenyan King, had warned him that among the thirty Cosmic-level elders, five were particularly powerful, Luo Feng had gathered some intelligence. He had especially studied the five greats: Ninnan, Yufeng, Kurofu, Ge, and Sajin-Huolong. Kurofu was the first to pass the seventh level of the Heaven-Piercing Bridge, having done so over two thousand years ago. The most recent was ‘Ge,’ who had passed it three hundred years ago.
“Moilin, teach that kid a lesson,” the black-skinned man shouted from below.
“Ash, don’t lose to the little boy now,” the seductive girl called out.
As for the silver-robed youth Ninnan, he remained silent, watching from below.
“Don’t worry.”
“Just watch me take him down.”
Moilin and Ash fixed their eyes on Luo Feng. They both regarded Luo Feng as a true rival. Of course, they weren’t without hope of victory. Both had long ago passed the sixth level of the Heaven-Piercing Bridge, and were quite close to the seventh.
But strength wasn’t only about comprehension of the Dao!
Combat awareness, performance, mindset, and experience—these were all crucial factors that ultimately determined the outcome. Moilin and Ash were confident that they had the upper hand in experience and combat instincts compared to the young Luo Feng before them.
“Luo Feng, you’re too young, too brash. We’ll teach you that no opponent should ever be underestimated,” Moilin said. “We’re both right here. Choose one of us for the arena match.”
“I already said,” Luo Feng looked at the two of them, “I don’t want to waste time. Both of you—attack together!”
“Both of us?”
Moilin and Ash exchanged glances, stunned.
Among the spectators below, the many extraordinary geniuses of the Tai Chu Secret Realm murmured in astonishment. To enter the Tai Chu Secret Realm, one must be of considerable strength. Among the thirty Cosmic-level elders, five had passed the seventh level of the Heaven-Piercing Bridge, while the other twenty-five had passed the sixth. Moreover, there were also dozens of Heaven-Tier Secret Realm warriors at the sixth level.
What did that mean?
It meant that the members of the Tai Chu Secret Realm were all of similar strength. It meant that these twenty-five warriors ranked highly among those who had passed the sixth level of the Heaven-Piercing Bridge.
One against two?
“Moilin, teach him a lesson.”
“Teach that kid a lesson!” The crowd below was growing, and two newly arrived Cosmic-level warriors shouted angrily.
“This is going to be interesting.”
“Even more entertaining.”
…
On the arena stage, Moilin and Ash exchanged glances, then nodded slightly. Well enough—had they fought Luo Feng one-on-one, they wouldn’t have had much confidence. But now that Luo Feng had chosen to fight both of them at once, their chances of victory had increased significantly.
“This is your own doing,” Moilin’s silver scales wrinkled on his face, forming a hideous expression.
“Attack,” Ash growled.
Far away, Luo Feng rose into the air, hovering above the arena, gazing down at the two Cosmic-level opponents before him. He knew his own strength well—and precisely because he knew it so well, he didn’t even consider these two as true threats. He had come to fight not only for himself, but also to avenge his good brother Wuka.
“Babyba, record this battle. I’ll show it to Wuka later.”
“You’re such a show-off.”
As he mentally communicated with Babyba, a faint smile appeared on Luo Feng’s face. Then he manipulated the dark-gold long staff behind his back.
“Boom!”
Instantly, countless golden tiny swords shot out in all directions. The golden glimmers made it seem as if a golden sun had appeared behind Luo Feng. Nearly six thousand golden swords, in an instant, resonated with the power of the universe’s fundamental space and metal laws. In a flash, the area within a hundred kilometers around the arena transformed completely.
The scope was vast, encompassing the entire arena and even the ground below.
The arena? The grass? All vanished.
Only a boundless world remained, filled with countless sword auras.
The sixth level of the Divine Shentian Weapon—creating its own world, also known as the ‘World of Swords’!
“Heavens!”
“We’re in trouble!”
Moilin and Ash, two peerless geniuses, turned pale with shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.
“Can Luo Feng actually unleash the sixth level of the Divine Shentian Weapon?” The gathered crowd of Monarchs and Domain Lords were all stunned. This was genuine shock. If before they had come merely to watch a spectacle, now they could hardly believe what they were seeing.
Because the Divine Shentian Weapon was extremely difficult to cultivate!
It was one of the Nine Divine Weapons!
It was the ultimate weapon of the ‘Metal and Void’ lineage, primarily based on the Metal Fundamental Dao Law, with Void Law as an auxiliary. And the Heaven-Piercing Bridge was set up to test one’s comprehension of Void Law. Thus, the seventh level of the Heaven-Piercing Bridge was a test of one’s mastery of Void Law!
Luo Feng’s ability to unleash the sixth level meant what?
It meant that not only did he have a high level of Void Law comprehension, but his Metal Fundamental Dao Law was even higher!
Moreover, there were many ways to challenge the Heaven-Piercing Bridge. If a challenger was a Controller, they could choose to face a Controller, Illusionist, or Warrior.
Choosing the Illusionist was easier because most Controller-type experts focused on soul defense, making them easier to defeat.
Choosing the Warrior was the easiest. Because the Controller could keep their distance and simply use their mental force weapons to overwhelm the Warrior. The Warrior would struggle to close the gap, relying only on sudden bursts of acceleration.
But choosing a Controller was the hardest! Because if one chose a Controller, the opponent would be an exact copy of the challenger, wielding the same mental force weapons and attack techniques!
Using one’s own strengths to attack the enemy’s weaknesses!
But choosing an identical Controller opponent was extremely troublesome.
“He must have chosen the Controller as the guardian.”
“Definitely.”
“Otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed to unleash the ‘World of Swords’ to pass the seventh level of the Heaven-Piercing Bridge.”
…
On the arena, Moilin and Ash looked around at the boundless sword world, filled with countless sword auras and the invisible pressure of the world itself. They were nearly overwhelmed with despair.
“How can he be this strong?”
“And wielding the strongest Divine Weapon of the Metal-Void lineage?” Their hearts wavered.
Far away, in front of Luo Feng, the power of the sword world gathered wildly. Countless sword auras condensed into a faintly translucent, pale golden sword tip. This pale golden sword tip shimmered faintly, representing the ultimate sword aura formed by the concentrated power of the sword world. Its power was unfathomable!
“Go!”
Luo Feng softly commanded.
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