Rage

“Even if we lose, we won’t lose so miserably. A Shi, let’s go all out!” Mo Yilin gritted his teeth, the silver scales on his face wrinkling, making him appear even more ferocious. A massive silver-white saber, approximately 50 centimeters wide and 3 meters long, appeared in his hand. Intricate golden secret patterns adorned its blade, subtly flowing with a silver-white radiance.

A Shi’s eyes were also bloodshot, both hands gripping curved crescent blades.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

As Luo Feng condensed his sword energy, the two moved simultaneously.

Boom!

Mo Yilin stomped hard on the arena floor, causing the entire platform to tremble and crack. He himself, accompanied by the sharp whistle of displaced air and a visible high-pressure shockwave, raised his giant silver-white saber and cleaved directly towards Luo Feng!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The black-horned man, A Shi, wielding his crescent blades, moved like a phantom. In an instant, thousands of illusory figures appeared around him, subtly forming an inexplicable formation. Countless cold, sharp blade lights illuminated the entire arena.

From a distance,

Luo Feng hovered in mid-air, pointing forward.

“Hiss!”

A wisp of incredibly condensed sword energy, shaped like a translucent, pale golden sword tip, instantly tore through the air!

“First, kill Mo Yilin.” Luo Feng watched Mo Yilin in the distance, simultaneously activating his Duntiansuo and retreating at maximum speed.

“Yaaah!”

Mo Yilin gripped his giant silver-white saber with both hands. As the saber moved, the surrounding cold air seemed to freeze space. At the same time, the blade of the giant saber directly struck the pale golden sword energy! He knew clearly… with the sword energy’s speed, he couldn’t escape. The only option was a head-on clash!

“Boom~~” The terrifying impact contained within the pale golden sword energy sent Mo Yilin reeling backward, forcing him to take more than ten steps across the arena. Each step created a deep crater of shattered rock, and his body emitted cracking sounds, as if bones were breaking.

“Pfft!” Mo Yilin spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Gold, truly the most potent and unyielding, is indeed powerful.” Mo Yilin stood his ground, staring intently at Luo Feng. The bone in his right arm, which held the saber, had fractured into nine pieces. Fortunately, he had channeled the main force of the impact through the breaking of his right arm, otherwise, his injuries would have been far more severe.

In the distance, Luo Feng, who had transformed into a streak of light in mid-air, once again condensed an incredibly sharp pale golden sword energy before him.

The sword tip was faintly visible, the sword energy tearing through the sky.

“Mo Yilin, die!” Luo Feng glared coldly at Mo Yilin.

“Bastard!”

A Shi, the black-horned man who had transformed into a ghostly illusion, roared as he relentlessly pursued Luo Feng, but Luo Feng, standing on his Duntiansuo, merely gave him a cold glance: “Keep chasing!”

This A Shi, when employing his phantom technique, could probably create tens of thousands of illusions. After all, even under the pressure of the ‘Sword World,’ he could manifest thousands of illusions… Unfortunately, with the ‘Sword World’ suppressing him, he couldn’t catch Luo Feng at all.

The tragedy of a warrior!

Unless he could burst forth with instantaneous speed like a ‘Demon Killer Clan clone,’ but alas, Luo Feng, who had fully comprehended the first 36 profound mysteries and gained insights into the 《Rainstorm Diagram》, was no inferior to him in movement technique. This meant A Shi could never catch Luo Feng.

“Whoosh!”

The pale golden sword energy sliced through the sky, shooting towards Mo Yilin.

“Aaaah!!!” Mo Yilin roared, but he felt the oppressive force of the boundless Sword World around him, every movement restricted, his strength only able to manifest at seventy or eighty percent.

“Ah!”

Gripping the giant silver-white saber with his left hand, he once again swung it like lightning! But hitting the ‘Sword World’ sword energy controlled by Luo Feng was incredibly difficult. Previously, when Mo Yilin was uninjured and in peak condition, he could hit it in a desperate struggle. Now, swinging with one hand, using his less dominant left hand, and with his body injured…

Whoosh!

The pale golden sword energy flashed past, directly piercing through Mo Yilin’s glabella, leaving a gaping, transparent hole. It was as if he had been shot through by a laser.

“Ah!” Mo Yilin’s eyes widened, then his body slowly slumped down, crashing onto the arena rock with a rumble~~~, causing the scattered rock dust to tremble and roll. Mo Yilin, defeated!

…

“Luo Feng! Luo Feng! Well done, kill the other guy too!” A loud shout suddenly erupted from below the arena, it was none other than Prince Wuka of Manka Star! Wuka shouted excitedly, and beside him was Rongjun! Not just the two of them, but Qianshui, Aichen, Lansiluo, and Aopatela had also arrived. All the Cosmic-level newcomers from Taichu District were present, having been notified by Jiangmo.

…

Luo Feng, flying above the arena on his Duntiansuo, glanced down at the arena, seeing Wuka, Qianshui, Rongjun, Aichen, Lansiluo, and the others. He couldn’t help but smile and shout, “No problem, a piece of cake!”

“Yaaah, yaaah, you bastard!!!” The black-horned man A Shi, who had been repeatedly flashing and chasing but could never catch up, roared in fury, “Luo Feng, if you’re so capable, don’t run!”

In terms of spatial comprehension, he and Luo Feng were very close. In the ‘quantity’ of spatial origin comprehension, he had much more than Luo Feng, but Luo Feng was stronger in ‘quality’. They were close!

However, Luo Feng had the ‘Sword World’ to suppress his opponent, so how could A Shi possibly catch Luo Feng?

“What a joke, do you expect a Controller to engage in close combat with you?” As Luo Feng flew, he looked at the black-horned man A Shi, then pointed forward, “Go!”

The boundless power of the Sword World gathered before Luo Feng, and a pale golden sword tip condensed into form. The sword energy was razor-sharp!

Whoosh!

The sword energy tore through the air, shooting directly towards A Shi.

“Hoo~~ hoo hoo hoo~~” A Shi frantically waved the crescent blades in his hands, his entire being transforming into an illusion.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The pale golden sword energy streaked past again and again. Luo Feng had no intention of clashing head-on with A Shi, purely relying on the speed of the pale golden sword energy! Time and again, it shot at A Shi from different angles, tormenting him! How fast was the pale golden sword energy? Each time, A Shi felt like he was dancing on a blade’s edge, narrowly escaping!

“Pfft!”

The sword energy shot directly into A Shi’s ear from the side, exiting through the other ear! The inside of his head was completely churned into a paste by the spraying sword energy!

“Ugh—”

A Shi’s eyes widened, and his body swayed for several kilometers due to inertia before crashing to the ground with a thud. A Shi, defeated!

…

“Haha, we won, we won, haha…” Wuka laughed loudly.

“Luo Feng, well done.” The handsome and dashing Lansiluo said with a smile.

“Excellent work!” Rongjun punched the air, looking very excited.

Qianshui, Jiangmo, Aichen, and Aopatela were all equally thrilled. These eight were among the newest and least experienced Cosmic-level practitioners in Taichu District. Especially with the qualification battles approaching… Jiangmo, Qianshui, Wuka, and the others knew they were likely to be eliminated to Tiandi District. So, they had all been very suppressed. This battle allowed them to vent their frustration, it felt great!

“Haha.” Luo Feng leaped down, landing beside Wuka and Rongjun.

“Those two guys provoked me, so I just dealt with them. Wuka, were those two the ones who bothered you before?” Luo Feng asked with a smile.

“Yes, those two.” Wuka gritted his teeth, “I’ve long wanted to teach them a lesson, but I wasn’t strong enough. Haha, Luo Feng, thanks to you for getting revenge for me, haha, it feels great!”

…

While Luo Feng and his eight newcomers were celebrating joyfully, a group of over ten older Cosmic-level practitioners had also gathered.

“Bastards.”

“They actually lost.”

The faces of those ten-plus individuals were grim. This battle was watched by hundreds of Sector Lords and some Domain Lords from Taichu District! And to lose to a newcomer, and in a two-on-one fight, made them feel utterly humiliated.

“This Luo Feng is indeed very strong.” The youth in the silver-gray battle robe silently stared at Luo Feng in the distance, “To be able to use ‘Sword World,’ it seems I’ll have to use my ultimate trump card to defeat him. But… this move, I was saving it for Ke Luofu!”

“Ninan, I heard that Mo Yilin and A Shi were taken down by a newcomer?”

A deep voice boomed.

The youth in the silver-gray battle robe turned, feeling as if a small mountain had appeared behind him. It was a figure over six meters tall, wearing black battle armor on his upper body, a black battle skirt and black battle boots on his lower body. His exposed arms and neck were crimson, like blocks of red metal! His face was crimson and square, considered handsome, with two curved fiery red horns on his forehead, and a rhomboid crystal embedded in his glabella. A dragon tail extended from his coccyx.

“This madman is here?” A thought flashed through the silver-gray battle robe youth’s mind, and he immediately said in a low voice, “Yes, Huolong! Those two, Mo Yilin and A Shi, were indeed taken down by a newcomer. That newcomer is Luo Feng, who just passed the seventh level of the Sky-Reaching Bridge. He’s incredibly arrogant, completely disregarding us veterans. After confronting Mo Yilin and A Shi… he openly declared he would fight two-on-one! But unexpectedly, he actually succeeded in fighting two against one.”

“Look at how arrogant those eight newcomers are.” The youth in the silver-gray battle robe shook his head, looking towards the newcomers.

Over there,

Luo Feng and the other eight were in high spirits, and Wuka even roared towards them: “You old-timers have cultivated for thousands more years, what are you being arrogant about? You lost a two-on-one fight, haha… I feel ashamed for you!”

“Wuka!”

“What are you being arrogant about?” Immediately, the group of older Cosmic-level practitioners grew furious.

“Bastard!” The dragon-tailed man, like a small mountain, growled.

Boom!

The dragon-tailed man suddenly transformed into a fiery red streak of light, then crashed onto the arena like a meteor, making the platform tremble. The towering dragon-tailed man directly extended his palm-fan-like hand, pointing a finger at Luo Feng below the arena: “Luo Feng, get up here! Let me teach you a good lesson! You can only use ‘Sword World,’ yet you dare to be so arrogant!”

The booming voice echoed.

Luo Feng, who was chatting and laughing with Rongjun, Wuka, and the others below, paused, looked up, and his expression changed: “It’s him?”

Sajin Huolong, one of the peak races of the cosmic humans, the Yan Poluo Race, and one of the five top experts among the Cosmic-level practitioners in Taichu Secret Realm. He cultivates the 《Black Hole Evolution》, an extremely expensive and top-tier secret technique comparable in price to the 《Space-Time Sketch》. He had already passed the seventh level of the Sky-Reaching Bridge fifteen hundred years ago!