“Look at you, so pleased with yourself,” mocked the shadowy demon Babata, formed from condensed energy beside him.
“How can I not be pleased?” Luo Feng set down his wine cup, picked up the divine beast statue, and gazed directly into the endless void ahead. The void was surreal, with cosmic dust, thin mists, and distant asteroids clearly visible.
Staring into the infinite void, Luo Feng’s spirit soared. Glancing down at the divine beast statue in his hand, for an instant, it seemed as if the statue had truly transformed into an ancient monstrous beast roaring in fury. That ancient beast itself seemed like a living embodiment of the laws of existence. Within his inner world, the golden-horned beast trembled with excitement, raising its head and letting out a mighty roar that reverberated throughout the entire inner realm.
“It!”
“This is my greatest asset,” Luo Feng’s eyes gleamed as he stared at the divine beast statue. “With this divine beast statue, my comprehension of the ‘Tearing Heaven Claw’ will surely accelerate. It will also allow me to walk even more smoothly along the path of the laws!”
“I want to stand at the peak of the universe, and this divine beast statue is the very ladder that will take me there!”
“This divine beast statue is the greatest treasure I obtained from the Blood-Net World!”
Luo Feng’s mind stirred.
Beside him appeared the Mosha Clan clone—Black-Clothed Luo Feng. The black-clothed Luo Feng directly took the divine beast statue and then vanished into thin air, returning to the inner world.
…
Within the inner world.
“Wu!”
The golden-horned beast, as massive as an endless black mountain, lay there, stretching forth its right claw, far larger than the Himalayas. The Black-Clothed Luo Feng placed the divine beast statue directly into the palm of the golden-horned beast’s right claw. Instantly, the statue vanished, entering the golden-horned beast’s own storage ring.
The golden-horned beast was equipped with a spatial ring because during its usual cultivation of techniques like “Celestial Body Heaven and Earth,” it would retrieve various cosmic treasures from the ring and consume them.
The spatial ring was kept within the crevices between the scales on its chest.
Throughout the generations, golden-horned beasts generally stored items within the scale crevices on their chests, primarily because there was a specific area on the chest where the scale structure was more suitable for holding objects.
…
In the control room of the Machine Race spaceship.
Luo Feng gazed into the distance of the void ahead and commanded, “Set course, head to Monka City!”
“Monka City?” Babata the demon exclaimed in surprise, his mouth wide open.
Luo Feng glanced at the energy projection of ‘Babata’ beside him and nodded. “Back then, I left ‘Nakamon’ in Monka City. Now eighty years have passed. I wonder how he’s doing! Back then, I gave him some treasures… treasures that stir the hearts of men. Before I finally left, I should go and check on him. Besides, the path to Tianchi Palace passes that way anyway.”
The void corresponding to Yanlong Territory was the closest to Tianchi Palace.
To return, Luo Feng needed to go through Tianchi Palace first. Since it was on the way, visiting young Nakamon was only natural.
“Boom!”
The Machine Race spaceship accelerated rapidly, soon becoming a blurred streak of light in the void.
…
Around the massive crater left by the planet-destroying cannon blast at the ruins of the Ancient Gods.
Clad in crimson robes, the colossal beast Bafen, the Qiniu, stood alongside more than ninety Blood Deity Guards, their imposing figures stationed at the rim of the abyss.
“Rumble!”
The sky trembled.
Bafen, the Savage Beast Qiniu, and the Blood Deity Guards all raised their gazes. A figure materialized from the void—an aged yet powerfully built man, clad in battle armor as rugged as stone, its hue a deep, unyielding gray. His hair bristled like jagged spikes, and his eyes, flickering open and shut, crackled with endless bolts of lightning. Within their depths lay boundless prisons of thunder, vast and unfathomable.
“Hail, the Immortal!” Bafen bowed respectfully.
“God!”
The Blood Deity Guards knelt in perfect unison, and even the monstrous Qiniu lowered its head in reverence.
The elder clad in stone-like warplate shifted his gaze toward the yawning crater spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.
Boom! Boom!
His eyes blazed like twin suns, unleashing radiant beams that bored deep into the abyss, as though seeking to pierce the crimson miasma of malice that coiled within its depths.
“Immortal,” Bafen spoke. Among the group, only he was of a status somewhat comparable to the Immortal.
But in terms of power, the Immortal was clearly far superior.
“This crater…” the old man in the rock-like armor said in a deep, resonant voice, “bears no trace of law energy. The terrifying strike that caused this crater was indeed not the work of an Immortal. Yet in terms of power… it was certainly on par with an Immortal’s full-strength attack. Only the most precious technological weapons of the extraterrestrial races could reach such a level.”
“So it really was the extraterrestrial races,” Bafen nodded.
“The matter is serious,” the old man in the rock-like armor frowned deeply, his voice low. “Because of this crater… the Immortal Temple has already held its highest-level discussions. Based on intelligence gathered from that terrifying battle in ancient times, even among the extraterrestrial races, technological weapons capable of matching an Immortal are extremely rare.”
Indeed.
Although the human race’s technological level in the universe was high, technological weapons capable of threatening Immortals would require an immense cost to create, and such an effort wouldn’t be worth it.
Only the Machine Race had truly developed technology to its ultimate limits!
“In recent years, members of the extraterrestrial races have frequently come to our Blood-Net Continent,” the old man in the rock-like armor frowned. “We capture or kill them when we can. But those are minor matters… This time, with such a powerful technological weapon, the extraterrestrial intruder must hold a very high status within their ranks!”
“Hmm,” Bafen nodded.
“Furthermore,” the old man continued, “based on the final signal disappearance area from the spaceship carrying the World Lords ‘Kedi’ and ‘Yanke,’ it was here that they met their fate.”
“Clearly, the enemy used a technological weapon from a distance, destroying the spaceship and killing Kedi and Yanke in an instant. Against such a level of technological attack, the two of them couldn’t resist. Even you, Bafen, would have less than a ten percent chance of survival.”
Bafen’s body trembled.
Technological weapons?
They had become this powerful?
“Stay vigilant!” the old man in the rock-like armor warned. “You are a genius born once in a billion years on our Blood-Net Continent. It would be a shame to fall to a technological weapon.”
Bafen nodded, then clenched his teeth in frustration. “But can we only endure like this? Will we never counterattack?”
“Counterattack? With what strength?” the old man glanced at Bafen, sighing inwardly. Those who hadn’t truly experienced the terrifying and tragic battle of ancient times could never imagine how powerful the extraterrestrial races truly were. It was only through many factors that the Immortal Temple had managed to maintain its rule.
And he himself had been a survivor of that ancient battle.
Back then, he had merely been a World Lord, not directly involved in the fighting, or he would have perished long ago.
“Our Blood-Net Continent’s accumulated strength is still far from sufficient,” the old man in the rock-like armor instructed. “Don’t think of counterattacking for now. Focus on cultivation. Everything depends on strength. As for this matter, don’t concern yourself with it… The extraterrestrial races rarely send important figures. This time, the Temple won’t be careless either. If we capture that individual, we may learn even more secrets!”
For billions of years, the Immortal Temple had indeed captured many cosmic geniuses.
Bafen nodded slightly.
Whoosh!
The old man in the rock-like armor transformed into a streak of lightning and vanished into the horizon. As an Immortal, his speed was even faster than some of the spaceships crafted by the Immortal Temple!
“Lord,” two captains of the Blood Deity Guards approached. The others hadn’t heard the conversation between Bafen and the Immortal.
“My lord,” Captain Yi respectfully asked, “we’ve already sent messages to the various World Lords to search for information about ‘Ninety-Seven.’ But my lord, are we not to investigate in person? I suspect that Ninety-Seven is still hiding nearby.”
“No time to investigate!”
Bafen coldly shook his head. “Since he betrayed me, there is no place for him to stand on the Blood-Net Continent!” A month ago, on the day the crater was first blasted open, Blood Deity Guard Ninety-Seven had quietly fled, provoking Bafen’s furious wrath at the time… He had already given Ninety-Seven too much attention, yet he was still betrayed.
However—
Bafen could never have imagined that Blood Deity Guard Ninety-Seven had no need to stand on the Blood-Net Continent, for his true sky lay within the infinite universe…
…
The Machine Race spaceship, disguised as a meteor, completed its two-month journey through the void and finally reached the space above Monka City.
“Master, we have arrived at Monka City,” the intelligent system of the Machine Race spaceship announced.
Sitting cross-legged in the control room, studying the mysteries of the cosmic essence, Luo Feng opened his eyes and smiled slightly. “Young Nakamon, I hope you’re still alive.”
…
The main body boarded the Machine Race spaceship, released the Mosha Clan clone, and returned to the void.
Swish!
Clad in black robes, Luo Feng was walking along a bustling street in Monka City, filled with flowing carriages and crowds.
“Two months ago, I blasted the spaceship and seized the divine beast statue. It must have caused quite a stir. For safety, the core remains with the main body in the void, ensuring absolute security,” the Black-Clothed Luo Feng mused, relaxed. Even in the worst-case scenario, if the Mosha Clan clone were destroyed…
It would only cost a bit more energy to recreate it.
As long as the core remained intact, all three bodies were immortal.
The core was Luo Feng’s true essence.
“Just ahead is the Rain Dao Sect,” Luo Feng strolled along the bustling street, holding a snack he’d bought from a roadside vendor, leisurely gazing into the distance. “Back then, I strictly ordered young Nakamon not to leave for Yanlong Territory until he reached the Cloud Sovereign level (Cosmic level). I hope he’s obeyed.”
Moments later.
Luo Feng stood on the street, looking at the luxurious mansion before him. A sign hung at the entrance.
“This is the Ni residence. Don’t block the entrance, move aside, move aside.”
“Black-clothed brat, get lost!”
Two guards at the mansion’s entrance shouted at him.
Luo Feng’s expression darkened slightly as he looked at the two guards.
Boom!
The two guards felt as though the entire world had vanished in an instant, leaving only this black-clad youth before them. The intangible pressure emanating from the young man nearly shattered their minds.
“I ask you,” the Black-Clothed Luo Feng coldly demanded, “where is the Rain Dao Sect?”
“The Rain Dao Sect? The Rain Dao Sect was wiped out long ago.”
The two guards stammered in fear.
At that moment, the street was filled with passersby, all seeing the two guards speaking with the black-clothed youth but unable to hear their conversation.
Luo Feng’s pupils narrowed. “Tell me everything about the Rain Dao Sect incident.”
“Yes, yes.”
“We’ll tell you everything.”
The two guards immediately began recounting the entire story from beginning to end, including the annihilation of the Rain Dao Sect and the subsequent revenge taken on their behalf by an unknown party.
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