Lasiao World

“Haha, since such an opportunity has arisen, of course, I must go and see it properly.” Luo Feng laughed heartily. “Besides, I’ve been using the Yan Shen Weapon for so long, and I’ve never really paid attention to who created it. I truly admire Elder Xiluoduo.”

Elder Sifanqi, the seven Marquis-level Undying Beings, and Kashina all broke into happy smiles upon hearing Luo Feng’s words.

Xiluoduo is the most respected being in the entire Golden Horn Clan.

...

The banquet concluded.

“Elder Sifanqi, please allow me to make some arrangements; I’ll depart with you all shortly.” Luo Feng stood up and said.

“Haha, we’re not in a hurry, Your Highness. Please attend to your matters first,” Elder Sifanqi said with a slight smile.

Luo Feng nodded, then turned and led the group from the human faction away first.

Walking down the corridor.

“Ninth Army Lord,” Luo Feng said as he walked, “This mission is almost complete, with only the pursuit of those 12 escaped individuals remaining. So, I must trouble the Ninth Army Lord to arrange for some cosmic warriors to cooperate with the intelligence department and continue hunting down those 12. I hope they can be successfully eliminated within the one-year deadline.”

“Certainly,” the tall, thin Ninth Army Lord nodded. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to the army.”

“Alright.”

Luo Feng smiled, “Thank you, Ninth Army Lord, for your strong support in leading the legion this time.”

“It’s my duty, but my 30th Legion suffered heavy losses,” the Ninth Army Lord shook his head. “Fortunately, only two Undying Beings perished, so the foundation isn’t damaged. Otherwise, I’d be in serious trouble.” In the entire cosmic army, the most crucial individuals are the fewest in number—the Undying Beings—while the lives of the most numerous cosmic-level warriors are considered cheap.

On the battlefield, cosmic-level beings are mere cannon fodder.

It’s no wonder... because even if they don’t die on the battlefield, cosmic-level warriors generally only live for about a hundred thousand years! Only the eternal Undying Beings can accumulate over the passage of time, allowing a race to possess more and more Undying Beings. However, the path to immortality is too arduous.

Becoming Undying is too difficult!

This time, only two Undying Beings died. If more than ten had perished, the Ninth Army Lord would likely have lost his position.

...

Watching the Ninth Army Lord depart, Luo Feng said to Dilun, “Dilun, I’ll have to trouble you to accompany me to the Golden Horn Clan’s homeland.”

“Haha, Your Highness, I’ve never been to such a place,” Dilun said, a strange light flickering in his eyes. “A clan, this is an entirely different clan from humanity! To have endured for countless years in the cosmos... such a clan must possess its own unique civilization and traditions, which is truly something to look forward to. And I’ve heard of Xiluoduo’s name; he is truly a great existence renowned throughout the cosmos.”

Luo Feng nodded.

No kidding.

There are billions of cosmic clans, and the psychic weapons they’ve created are countless. Ultimately, humanity selected and naturally dubbed nine of them the ‘Nine Great Divine Weapons.’ Clearly, each one is a profound masterpiece... a weapon that ordinary individuals could not create. At the very least, these Nine Great Divine Weapons are, first, incredibly powerful, and second, suitable for many users.

Of course... the truly most suitable psychic weapon is undoubtedly one custom-made for oneself.

Only a custom-made weapon is the most suitable.

...

Luo Feng arranged his miscellaneous affairs, recalled his Demon Killer Clan clone into his inner world, leaving the core within his Earthling true body. Then, he, along with Dilun and five Sector Lord guards, boarded the Yunmo Star with the Tawen Department of the Golden Horn Clan, heading towards the Golden Horn Clan’s homeland.

...

In the dark universe.

The Yunmo Star was steadily advancing at a constant speed of 50 times the speed of light.

“I never expected your homeland to be within the Ganwu Universe Nation,” Luo Feng exclaimed in surprise. Elder Sifanqi, sitting opposite him, sipped a special beverage and said, “In the cosmos, humanity is one of the pinnacle races. Many other races exist as vassals to humanity. Since they live as vassals, for their safety, they naturally reside within humanity’s territory. Simply designate an area within a cosmic secret realm in human territory, build a vast continent, and it can become a place of survival.”

Luo Feng nodded.

According to what Elder Sifanqi had said earlier, the Golden Horn Clan’s dwelling place was in a rather dangerous cosmic secret realm on the outskirts of the Ganwu Universe Nation’s territory.

“Living in a cosmic secret realm, huh,” Luo Feng muttered. “I wonder how many vassal races there truly are.”

“It’s classified,” Elder Sifanqi chuckled. “There are certainly many races that are vassals to humanity. As for the exact number... probably only some of humanity’s highest-ranking beings truly know. When actual war breaks out, vassal races are also advantageous weapons.”

Luo Feng nodded.

Weapons?

Humanity might indeed treat many vassal races as cannon fodder, making them do much of the hard, dangerous work! For instance, killing Yao Hai and Jiefurisi... behind Yao Hai and Jiefurisi lies a pinnacle race comparable to humanity—the Zerg. This might even provoke a partial invasion from the Zerg.

So, to be cautious, they immediately sent the Golden Horn Clan members.

“They do the hard, tiring, and dangerous work, but aren’t I the same?” Luo Feng sighed inwardly. No matter how talented, one still needed to undergo various dangerous trials. This was a tradition of the Virtual Universe Company that had lasted countless years and wouldn’t change for any individual.

...

From Hongchen Star to the Golden Horn Clan’s homeland on the outskirts of the Ganwu Universe Nation, the distance was vast, a full 120 million light-years.

Even traveling aboard the Yunmo Star at 50 times the speed of light in the dark universe would take nearly three months.

...

One month later.

Inside the main lounge of the Yunmo Star, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, his consciousness connected to the Virtual Universe Network, entering his manor in the Yuxiang Mountain Primitive Region.

“Envoy, seven of the 12 escaped targets have now been eliminated, with five still at large,” the Ninth Army Lord reported on the screen.

“Still five?”

Luo Feng’s expression changed. “It’s been a month, over a month since the incident! Those 12 individuals escaped from the same planet at the time, and the pursuit was easiest then... If they haven’t been caught after a month of fleeing, it will be troublesome to capture them later.”

“I understand that,” the Ninth Army Lord reported. “However, Envoy... the intelligence department is a very powerful department within the Virtual Universe Company, with numerous tasks. At most, they can slightly monitor the 12 targets based on their surveillance of many life planets, and perhaps dispatch a few investigators. It’s impossible for them to track down every clue or pursue them to barren mineral planets, and so on.”

Luo Feng nodded.

“I can only do my best,” the Ninth Army Lord said. “There’s still a long time until the mission deadline. We can only hope that the remaining five individuals can’t endure the solitude and return to a life planet inhabited by humans. When that happens, the intelligence department’s surveillance system will quickly detect them.”

“I suppose that’s the only way to think about it,” Luo Feng sighed.

In this mission, all other sub-tasks were completed excellently.

Only the complete hunt of the 120 million targets had a flaw. This means the mission completion rate will likely only be 85%.

“It’s all up to luck now,” Luo Feng stopped thinking about it, withdrew his consciousness from the Virtual Universe Network, and began to cultivate silently.

...

Time flowed by.

In the blink of an eye, three months of cosmic travel had passed.

“Luo Feng, we’ve reached our destination. We’ll perform a cosmic jump in one minute,” Babata’s crisp voice, like that of a mischievous child, echoed in the lounge.

Luo Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged, immediately opened his eyes.

“Still no breakthrough!” Luo Feng muttered a curse.

Even before accepting the mission, his inner world had already reached the peak of the Ninth Tier of Domain Lord level. In this state, a breakthrough was possible at any moment! However... even at peak state, breakthroughs could vary. The swift might break through soon after reaching the peak, while for the slow, it could take ten or even eight years, which was quite normal.

Sector Lord stage!

“Once I step into the Sector Lord level, I can cultivate the “Myriad Heart Soul Control Secret Art.” Once I master it, I can truly control that Zerg Mother Nest.”

“Once I step into the Sector Lord level, my consciousness can directly enter the cosmic origin, and my comprehension speed of laws will skyrocket.”

“Once I step into the Sector Lord level, I will have the opportunity to nurture a third clone.”

“Once I step into the Sector Lord level, my inner world will also undergo a fundamental change, and special abilities will manifest.”

Luo Feng was anxious.

How could he not be anxious? The Sector Lord level was the mark of a Golden Horned Beast’s adult peak. Only by reaching it could he be considered a truly adult Golden Horned Beast.

Yet, standing at this threshold, seemingly on the verge of breaking through at any moment, he just couldn’t. Luo Feng felt helpless.

“Haste makes waste,” Luo Feng suddenly stood up. “My entry into the Sector Lord level is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. Many aspects will undergo fundamental transformations. Whether it’s controlling a Zerg Mother Nest or acquiring a third clone, both will have an incredibly significant impact on my future development.”

The Zerg are a pinnacle race. Being able to control a Zerg Mother Nest... is absolutely no less than possessing a powerful clone.

However, the last clone slot, in Luo Feng’s view, was even more crucial.

Having tasted the benefits of possessing clones, Luo Feng clearly understood that if these three clone opportunities were not used well, they would be wasted. But if used correctly... he could completely become a heaven-defying individual.

...

Whoosh!

The metal door slid open.

Luo Feng continued walking outwards, and door after door automatically parted. Soon, Luo Feng arrived at the control room.

A group of people had already gathered in the control room.

“Your Highness, the spaceship has just completed its jump,” Elder Sifanqi said with a smile, pointing towards the distant exterior. “Look, that’s the homeland of my Golden Horn Clan.”

Luo Feng looked up.

Outside the spaceship, in the infinite void, lay an immeasurably vast continent. This land was so immense... that at least from his vantage point on the Yunmo Star, Luo Feng couldn’t see its end.

“Countless years ago, our entire Golden Horn Clan migrated here. At that time, countless Sector Lords within the clan used their world-creating abilities to forge vast expanses of worlds. The combined efforts of countless Sector Lords from a hundred thousand tribes could instantly create hundreds of millions of kilometers of land. Additionally, numerous Undying Beings nurtured vast amounts of land within their respective God Kingdoms, which were then directly transferred into the cosmos, all converging into one. The Elders then directly scattered the surrounding stellar dust, clearing a large area of space of any other obstructions,” Elder Sifanqi said, a strange glint in his eyes. “Thus, this enormous world, where our clan has thrived for billions of years, came into being—Lasiao!”