Old Ancestor Jin Yang

The lean, goat-bearded old man squinted, lying on a long chair, occasionally letting out a hum. “Life has been a bit easier since Kamulu died.” The young Universe-level youth in front, one of the two carrying the long chair, had a resolute face and drooping eyelids. He muttered inwardly, “I’ve long heard of Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s notorious reputation. I never expected to fall into his hands after venturing into this forbidden zone. I just need to endure this period. The Old Ancestor seems quite heartbroken over Kamulu’s death. I hope I can make it out!” Old Ancestor Jin Yang. A Sector Lord expert with a considerable reputation in Nine Star Sea, primarily known for his preference for men. All his disciples were his male consorts. Kamulu, as his eldest and most favored disciple, was sent by him to kill Luo Feng but was instead killed by Luo Feng. This had left Old Ancestor Jin Yang deeply saddened. “Kamulu, my Kamulu,” Old Ancestor Jin Yang sighed inwardly. “Master!” “Master, there’s someone ahead!” Shouts came from nearby. “Hmm?” Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s eyes snapped open. He gazed into the distance, quickly discerning the figure over ninety kilometers away: black curved horns, short black hair, and silver combat armor. “It’s him!” A sharp glint flashed in Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s eyes. The memory of that day instantly resurfaced—how he had casually dispatched his eldest disciple, Kamulu, to capture Luo Feng. Yet, his beloved disciple had vanished, never to return. Raging hatred filled his chest, and Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s expression immediately turned ferocious. “Scoundrel!” Old Ancestor Jin Yang roared, “Return my disciple’s life!!!” Boom! The exquisitely carved long chair exploded, startling the two Universe-level youths carrying it, who scrambled to get out of the way. Old Ancestor Jin Yang instantly transformed into a golden meteor, flashing away to pursue the ‘scoundrel’ Luo Feng, whom he hated to the core. … “To think I’d run into that old deviant here.” The moment Luo Feng spotted the figure in the distance, he didn’t hesitate, instantly switching to his Demon Killer Clan avatar. When Old Ancestor Jin Yang roared and flew closer, Luo Feng also turned and fled, but deliberately feigned a speed much slower than Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s. “Scoundrel!” Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s gnashing voice echoed directly in Luo Feng’s ears. His surging World Energy pressed down, binding Luo Feng. “To think I’d find you here, haha, prepare to die! Go and accompany my deceased disciple Kamulu in death!” Amidst his roars, Old Ancestor Jin Yang rapidly closed the distance with Luo Feng. Luo Feng, fleeing, appeared desperate, struggling to escape, his eyes seemingly filled with terror. Yet, his heart remained calm. “Luo Feng, that Sector Lord Tier 7 expert is still 18.2 kilometers away from you,” Babata’s voice rang out. “Good, the distance is about right,” Luo Feng calculated. Whoosh! A silver-white, precise firearm instantly appeared in his hand. The gun body was about three meters long. Luo Feng directly held the E9-grade laser gun and pressed the button. Immediately, the warning light next to the energy slot on the weapon turned red. “That is…” Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s World Energy spread out, instantly detecting the precise firearm in the fleeing scoundrel’s hand. Old Ancestor Jin Yang was, after all, a Sector Lord! High-level experts in Nine Star Sea generally possessed some spaceships and smart optical computers to connect to the Virtual Universe Network. Through the Virtual Universe Network, Old Ancestor Jin Yang naturally knew about expensive, high-tech weapons like ‘laser guns.’ However, he couldn’t determine its grade. “This scoundrel clearly has a Universe-level Tier 9 aura, but his escape speed rivals a Domain Lord Tier 9. He even killed my Domain Lord disciple Kamulu before…” “And now he’s pulled out what seems to be a very high-grade laser gun.” “He’s definitely not from Nine Star Sea,” Old Ancestor Jin Yang quickly concluded. “The Virtual Universe Company often sends high-status individuals into forbidden zones, and those noble beings are often Universe-level Tier 9. This young man is very likely from the Virtual Universe Company.” Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s heart trembled. “To dare pull out a laser gun when facing a Sector Lord, he must believe this laser gun can kill me, or at least threaten me,” Old Ancestor Jin Yang thought, his heart tightening. How fast was the thought process of a Sector Lord Tier 7 expert? Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. “Escape!” Old Ancestor Jin Yang dared not gamble. He turned and transformed into a golden rainbow, rapidly fleeing. “Trying to escape?” Demon Killer Clan Luo Feng, at this moment, instead gave chase. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! In the winding, deep cave, Luo Feng’s burst speed instantly increased by dozens of times, rising from a Domain Lord Tier 9 level to a burst speed surpassing most Sector Lords! Perhaps many Sector Lords, after accelerating to their limit, might be faster than the Demon Killer Clan avatar. But in terms of instantaneous burst speed, the difference was clear. “How did he get so fast all of a sudden?” Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s World Energy detected Luo Feng rapidly catching up from behind, and his face drastically changed. “He, he, before, he was deliberately feigning!” Realizing this, Old Ancestor Jin Yang understood he had fallen into a trap. The opponent, who could clearly escape with such ghostly footwork, had deliberately feigned a slower speed to drag him along. Without a doubt, it was a trap! “I can’t escape, what do I do?” Old Ancestor Jin Yang panicked. “Hiss!” He immediately manipulated his World Energy to try and press the button on the E9-grade laser gun in Luo Feng’s hand, but he couldn’t activate it at all. “Idiot, how could a mechanical race’s high-tech weapon have such an obvious flaw, allowing an enemy to remotely control it with World Energy?” Luo Feng, holding the E9-grade laser gun with one hand, sneered inwardly. Most high-tech items usually came with intelligence. Even ordinary spaceships of cosmic humans came with intelligence, let alone this E9-grade laser gun. After acquiring the laser gun, one needed to set the usage permissions. Only after confirming permissions could it be used. Luo Feng had also collected this laser gun after killing the Domain Lord Pa Tuo, and specifically had Babata study it. Babata had even directly invaded its intelligence and completed the ultimate permission change. “My lord.” “You, you are a prominent figure from the Virtual Universe Company, spare my life, it was I who offended you!” A sharp voice rang in Luo Feng’s ear. Beep! The warning light on Luo Feng’s E9-grade laser gun turned green, fully charged. “Old man, just die!” Luo Feng’s figure was like a ghost, flashing twice, bringing the distance between them to only about 800 meters. Luo Feng gently pressed the button. The laser gun automatically locked onto the target. Puff! A dazzling white beam of light shot out from the muzzle of the laser gun. The moment it was fired, it struck Old Ancestor Jin Yang, the Sector Lord Tier 7 expert. “No—” Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s eyes widened, his eye sockets almost tearing, filled with terror, unwillingness, and madness. He desperately tried to dodge, desperately poured World Energy into his Primal Energy battle suit to protect himself, even forming a World Projection around him. Boom! Under the scorching, dazzling white beam, the protective Primal Energy battle suit distributed the impact force throughout Old Ancestor Jin Yang’s entire body, causing his body to instantly begin to disintegrate. At the same time, the Primal Energy battle suit was directly incinerated and pierced through. From his neck to his thighs, the entire middle section of his body turned to nothingness. And due to the impact force, his head and feet, which had disintegrated, left no trace due to the super-high temperature contained within the white beam. The white beam continued to strike the distant rock wall, causing the wall to vibrate. Countless layers of ice instantly melted, then boiled, turning into white mist. Whoosh~~~ The surrounding space vibrated. As the Sector Lord expert died, a large number of items appeared out of thin air, scattering around. These were all items from his ‘internal world collapsing’ after his death, falling into the outside world. “He’s quite poor,” Luo Feng swept his gaze around. “Black tokens!” A pile of black tokens lay in the distance, with many more scattered around. “Collect!” Luo Feng directly collected the black tokens and other valuable treasures. As for the other miscellaneous items, the Virtual Universe Company provided them for free to core members like Luo Feng, so he didn’t bother collecting them. “Killing a Sector Lord really yields a lot of tokens. With this haul, my black tokens have surpassed the 7000 mark!” Luo Feng couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise. “I never deliberately tried to get 10,000 black tokens, but who would have thought, I’m already over 7000 now.” The stronger the expert, the more tokens they possessed. Pa Tuo, who previously held the laser gun, had killed Sector Lords before, so he had many tokens. Old Ancestor Jin Yang, being powerful, also had many tokens. “Perhaps, I really might be able to get 10,000 black tokens,” Luo Feng smiled faintly, instantly transforming into a streak of light and disappearing. … As his time adventuring in Demonic Sound Mountain grew longer, Luo Feng gradually discovered a danger! One day, Luo Feng sat cross-legged in a cave, his consciousness connected to the Virtual Universe Network, comprehending the third volume of ‘Essays on Space-Time.’ He became so immersed that he remained motionless in the cave for six consecutive days. However… Luo Feng found that during these six days of motionless meditation, he was subjected to three terrifying demonic sound impacts. All three were powerful enough to bewitch a Sector Lord, especially one of them, which could bewitch ordinary Sector Lord Tier 7 or 8 experts. “Fortunately, my consciousness is strong, and I chose Demonic Sound Mountain.” “If I had chosen Ice Mountain, I probably wouldn’t have been able to withstand it,” Luo Feng thought with a start. If it weren’t for him coming to Demonic Sound Mountain, but someone else, they would likely have become a walking corpse long ago. … On the 109th day in Demonic Sound Mountain. “Boom!” A rumbling sound came from the distance. Luo Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged and had turned into an ice sculpture, suddenly opened his eyes. The ice layer on his body immediately cracked, and Luo Feng stood up, turning to look into the distance: “Someone?” Following the distant rumbling, soon, an illusionary beast resembling a gorilla, about 300 meters tall, was chasing a Universe-level Tier 9 youth. The youth was enveloped in golden combat armor, his body moving like a ghost. “Hmm?” Luo Feng’s eyes lit up. “Mo Luo, a Universe-level member of the Primitive Secret Realm?” There were originally three Universe-level members in the Virtual Universe Company’s Primitive Secret Realm. With Bolan and Longyun joining after the genius battle, there were now five Universe-level members. And Mo Luo was one of the three veteran Universe-level members of the Primitive Secret Realm!.