Luo Feng Battles Moluo

Luo Feng felt the world around him shift before his feet finally touched solid ground. “Hmm?” Luo Feng looked around. It was a desolate world, filled with either massive craters or dark red mountains of varying heights. Looking into the distance, he could see the boundless starry sky, and even another planet incredibly close by. “A planetary environment. Feeling this extremely thin air, I estimate no life can thrive here. The planet’s gravity is only two-thirds that of Earth!” Luo Feng made an instant assessment. On the desolate planet, Luo Feng, clad in dark red combat armor and carrying a dark golden long staff on his back, soared into the sky on his Dark Cloud Shuttle! “Him!” “He’s in that direction.” Luo Feng could clearly sense a powerful aura in the distance. He immediately propelled himself on the Dark Cloud Shuttle, swiftly flying over the barren mountains towards his target. A few seconds later, Luo Feng, flying high above, saw a golden figure standing atop a barren mountain. “It’s him.” Luo Feng sharply reduced his speed, then hovered in mid-air. “Luo Feng!” Moluo, completely encased in golden combat armor, had eyes that seemed to burn with fire. “Today, I’ll show you that members of the Original Secret Region are stronger than those in the Taichu Secret Region, much stronger! Anyone who dares to provoke or covet the status of an Original Secret Region member will be thoroughly defeated!” Entering combat, Moluo shed his usual humility, replaced by a wild, beast-like frenzy. “Oh, really?” Luo Feng sneered, looking at the golden figure in the distance. “You shameless scoundrel certainly have a lot of bravado!” “You’re the shameless one!” Moluo roared. Luo Feng’s expression darkened. Even at this point, Moluo was still maintaining his shameless facade. “Make your move, or you won’t have a single chance,” Luo Feng said coldly, looking at Moluo in the distance. “Arrogant!” Moluo looked up at Luo Feng, who was standing on the Dark Cloud Shuttle in the sky, and roared. He then shot upwards with such force that the mineral-rich barren mountain beneath his feet trembled violently, then crumbled into countless fragments that scattered in all directions. Moluo instantly appeared before Luo Feng. “Hmph!” Boom! A punch, like a burning meteor, caused ripples in the surrounding space as it bore down on Luo Feng. Luo Feng, standing on his Dark Cloud Shuttle, watched it all with a cold gaze. As Moluo unleashed his full-force punch, a sharp glint flashed in Luo Feng’s icy eyes, and a terrifying consciousness pressure directly bore down! This consciousness pressure, comparable to that of a beginner Sector Lord, had previously stunned Sajin Huolong. “Boom!” Moluo’s face instantly turned pale, and even his punch, imbued with profound law, was affected. “What? How can his consciousness pressure be so terrifying? What special encounter did he have to possess such a formidable consciousness? A strong consciousness means a strong soul, and the soul is the essence of a life… If his soul is this strong, wouldn’t he become even more powerful as a mental-force master?” “Impossible!” Moluo let out a fierce howl, his face contorted in rage, his eyes bloodshot as he glared up at Luo Feng. “Luo Feng, die!!!” Moluo shot upwards, his hands forming claw shapes, one slightly forward, one slightly back. Instantly, the entire surrounding space was affected. As his claws slowly shifted before his chest, “Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—” the surrounding origin laws were influenced. “Rumble, rumble, rumble—” A phantom of a fierce beast, about thirty meters long with four hooves, appeared around Moluo’s body. The beast was very lean, somewhat resembling a jackal at first glance, but it also had two black horns on its forehead! His claws became the fangs and mouth of this phantom beast! “Roar—” Moluo, his face ferocious, shot towards Luo Feng. High in the sky, Luo Feng looked down at Moluo charging up, a cold smile on his face. He let out a low cry: “Sword World!” The dark golden long staff on his back instantly shot out thousands of golden lights. Countless tiny golden swords emitted millions of golden threads, each thread incredibly fine. The surrounding world instantly transformed into a vast expanse filled with countless sword energies. Sword World! “Roar—” Moluo, with overwhelming momentum, charged towards Luo Feng. “Die!” Luo Feng said coldly. Immediately, pale golden sword energies began to condense before Luo Feng. As the first wisp of sword energy successfully condensed, it swiftly shot towards Moluo! The second wisp of condensed pale golden sword energy followed closely behind! At the same time, the third wisp of sword energy was in the process of condensing— “Child’s play!” Moluo roared, shifting his right claw, causing the entire beast phantom to seemingly open its gaping maw. Boom! The right claw directly struck the wisp of pale golden sword energy. The beast phantom trembled slightly, but the sword energy instantly disintegrated. “Haha, I’m sure to win!” Moluo’s eyes were filled with madness. While he might be humble and calm in normal times, in true combat, he was a living beast, devoid of any humanity. “Hmm?” Moluo’s expression changed. Boom! The second wisp of sword energy struck. Moluo managed to resist it again. Boom! The third wisp of sword energy struck! The fourth wisp of sword energy struck! The fifth wisp of sword energy… … Like a continuous barrage of bullets, wave after wave. After Moluo desperately blocked four consecutive sword energies while unleashing his ultimate technique, the beast phantom he had conjured by manipulating the ‘Wood Origin Law,’ ‘Fire Origin Law,’ and ‘Space Law’ completely dissipated. Once the beast phantom dissolved, he could no longer defend himself. “Pfft!” The fifth wisp of sword energy directly pierced Moluo’s palm, then his chest, leaving a gaping, bloody hole. The accompanying impact also sent Moluo plummeting downwards. Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Subsequent wisps of sword energy continuously struck Moluo, causing him to fall further. “No!” Moluo’s eyes were bloodshot, his mouth full of blood. Pfft! A wisp of sword energy directly pierced his face, destroying his sea of consciousness. Boom! Moluo’s body, now riddled with holes, finally crashed onto the desolate surface of the mineral planet with a thunderous impact, creating a circular crater about tens of kilometers in diameter. Moluo’s corpse lay in the center of this crater. The ‘Sword World’ automatically dissipated, and countless golden lights flew back into the dark golden long staff on Luo Feng’s back. Luo Feng slowly descended, looking down at Moluo’s tattered corpse in the depths of the circular crater: “Your strength is only slightly greater than Bolan’s. If I had controlled three or four wisps of sword energy simultaneously, I could have killed you directly. But I didn’t… yet, with wisps of sword energy coming one after another, you were still doomed to die!” Second battle, Luo Feng versus Moluo. Luo Feng wins! Record: 2 wins, 0 draws, 0 losses! Whoosh! Luo Feng was directly teleported away. … During the Taichu Secret Region qualification battle, Luo Feng had already realized he was far, far stronger than Sajin Huolong, Ge, and Ni Nan. Even before receiving the inheritance, he wasn’t weaker than them. With his mental-force amplitude increased by over 20 times, he could simply sweep them aside. Yu Feng, the ‘pharmacist,’ was troublesome due to some mysterious potions he concocted. Potions are very special. A stronger person doesn’t necessarily have better resistance than a weaker one! It’s just that, statistically, stronger individuals generally have stronger resistance. Besides the tricky Yu Feng, Luo Feng also wasn’t confident against Ke Luofu the Werewolf! Bolan? He could be dealt with by only revealing a fraction of his strength! To show respect, Luo Feng didn’t reveal too much, otherwise, it would have been too humiliating. Moluo? He was meant to be humiliated! … In a quiet secret chamber, Moluo was curled up like a cat, his head buried, muttering in a low voice: “How could this happen? I lost without any resistance, directly killed by those wisps of sword energy, one after another. He can already condense four, five wisps of sword energy simultaneously…” “How could his progress be so immense?” “When he fought Sajin Huolong before, he only condensed a single wisp of sword energy. And it hasn’t been long since he passed the seventh level of the Sky-Reaching Bridge!” “Only six years since he passed the seventh level of the Sky-Reaching Bridge!” “Six years!!!” Moluo’s face was contorted in pain. He closed his eyes, muttering, “How could he make such immense progress in six years! Although Bolan passed the seventh level of the Sky-Reaching Bridge only two years ago, I collected his data. I watched some videos of his genius battle, and it was clear even then that his movement technique could create tens of thousands of illusions. In terms of ‘Space Law’ alone, he was already terrifying back then.” “He just always wanted to cultivate both space and time laws! Time held him back, so his progress was always slow.” “Now that he primarily cultivates Space Law, the potential accumulated over the past two hundred years has suddenly erupted, allowing him to quickly pass the seventh level of the Sky-Reaching Bridge. He quickly gained insights, transforming all that accumulated knowledge from the past two centuries into strength.” “His strength has improved astonishingly, I understand that!” “But what about Luo Feng?” “In the vast universe, everything has a cause; nothing can become stronger without reason.” Moluo closed his eyes, curled up in pain, continuously muttering, “Luo Feng was very weak during the genius battle. He has been constantly improving. Every moment of accumulation has long since transformed into strength! There shouldn’t be such a sudden, explosive improvement.” “Why is that?” “Why?” Curled up in the quiet room, Moluo suddenly opened his eyes, propping himself up with his hands and feet. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was contorted. “Haha…” “I lost!” “I lost! I lost this battle, and I lost the entire qualification competition. I’ve been eliminated into the Taichu Secret Region. I’ve been eliminated.” Moluo collapsed weakly to the ground, rolling over to lie completely flat in the quiet room. He spoke and wept simultaneously, like a madman. There were six participants in the qualification battle, but only one spot. Only the strongest could claim that spot. So, losing even one battle meant there was no hope. … After a long time, Moluo got up again, like a jackal silently licking its wounds, now fully recovered. His eyes held nothing but boundless ambition: “This is just a temporary elimination into the Taichu Secret Region; there will be another qualification battle! If not at the Universe level, then at the Domain Lord level!” “I, Moluo, will definitely become the strongest!” “No one can block my path, no one!” Moluo roared in a low voice. At this moment, Moluo had no idea that the reason for Luo Feng’s surge in strength was precisely that kick he had delivered long ago. With that kick, he had intended to eliminate a threat, but instead, he had forged Luo Feng, making him his greatest obstacle.