God

Hundreds of kilometers away, on a vast plain, lay an endless expanse of wooden huts. These structures, built from common timber, formed a massive tribe, seemingly home to millions of inhabitants—a truly colossal settlement. “Look!” “There are flying ships in the sky.” “The flying ships are here.” “The Demon God Palace’s flying ships have arrived!” Some of the tribe’s residents looked up at the distant sky. Dozens of disc-shaped crafts rapidly tore through the air. These crafts were entirely fiery red, adorned with the emblem of a Fire Phoenix on their hulls. Each disc-shaped craft measured 100 meters in diameter. Dozens of them appeared simultaneously above the entire tribe, causing the natives to flee in terror, almost every one of them hiding inside their huts, peeking out through windows. The dozens of disc-shaped crafts slowly descended, landing on the plain. “Whoosh!” All the hatches opened. From each disc-shaped craft emerged a single individual. Some were six meters tall, with tusks and gaping maws; others were 1.2 meters tall, with bushy beards, disheveled hair, and thick, powerful arms. Each wore a standardized combat armor, and on their arms, they sported rudimentary auxiliary optical computer screens. “They are Demon Gods.” “The Demon Gods have come.” “Demon Gods!” The natives watched in terror as the low-ranking warriors of the Fire Phoenix Group emerged. Each warrior had arrived in their own disc-shaped craft, clad in alloy combat armor, armed with alloy weapons, and equipped with auxiliary optical computers. In the eyes of the natives, these were invincible Demon Gods. Even the strongest warrior in their tribe couldn’t withstand a single blow from these Demon Gods. “Where is the tribe leader of the Giant Wood Tribe?” a burly man with horns and black scales, leading the dozens of Fire Phoenix Group warriors, roared coldly. “Come see me at once!” A flurry of hurried footsteps sounded. Hundreds of people were seen rushing from a distance. As they neared the Fire Phoenix Group warriors, they all knelt down with a thud, their heads bowed to the ground. “Greetings, Demon Gods,” the hundreds of kneeling individuals respectfully chanted. “Giant Wood Tribe, last year you only submitted seventy percent of the required Rainbow Fire Grass, leaving a deficit of thirty percent. Therefore, according to the rules, thirty percent of your Giant Wood Tribe’s population must be taken by us,” the horned, demon-god-like burly man at the front stated coldly. “Thirty percent of the population, that’s 1,213,682 tribesmen. Is the list ready?” “It is ready,” an elder wearing a helmet among the kneeling hundreds respectfully replied. “Good, then make it quick,” the horned, demon-god-like burly man barked. “Yes, yes, yes.” The tribe leader immediately began issuing orders and making arrangements. The entire Giant Wood Tribe soon erupted in commotion. Cries and wails echoed throughout the settlement. Every year, if the Rainbow Fire Grass quota wasn’t met, a portion of the tribesmen inevitably had to be surrendered. The tribe would determine, based on each family’s contribution, which low-contributing tribesmen would be given to the Demon God Palace. Those with high contributions could live, even spending their entire lives within the tribe. Those with low contributions, however, were seized by the Demon God Palace and, naturally, became slaves. They were bought by buyers from other planets, and the fate of interstellar slaves needs no further explanation. “Father!” “Brother!” “Mother!” Various heart-wrenching and reluctant cries rang out, but a vast stream of people still gathered. Centuries of habit had taught them that resistance was futile; they could only comply with the regulations. All 1,213,682 members of the Giant Wood Tribe gathered together, steadily moving towards the disc-shaped crafts of the Demon Gods. Each disc-shaped craft was over a hundred meters in diameter and thirty meters thick. Enough to hold thirty to forty thousand slaves. A total of 48 disc-shaped crafts had arrived this time, sufficient to accommodate over 1.21 million slaves. The natives, one by one, ascended the ramps into the cabins. Guided by robots inside the disc-shaped crafts, they entered the compartments in an orderly fashion, filling each one to capacity. Each level could house tens of thousands of people; just three levels could hold thirty to forty thousand. As the natives entered the hatches, they reluctantly looked back at their tribe. “Farewell, my family!” “Farewell, my tribe!” “Haha, I didn’t expect your Giant Wood Tribe to have a Planetary-level expert!” The horned Demon God-like burly man suddenly burst into laughter. With a whoosh, he transformed into an afterimage and flew into the distance, directly charging towards a seemingly ordinary wooden hut within the Giant Wood Tribe. With a thunderous crash, the hut exploded upon impact. Inside, a young man roared, brandishing a combat saber and slashing towards the horned Demon God-like burly man. The horned Demon God-like burly man merely extended a hand, crushing the combat saber to pieces. He then seized the young man’s shoulder, and a powerful surge of warrior primal energy erupted, suppressing the youth until his entire body trembled. “Whoosh!” The horned Demon God-like burly man, as if carrying a chick, lifted the young man and swiftly flew back to the disc-shaped crafts. “Longlou!” The tribe leader and other tribesmen exclaimed in shock. Longlou was the true genius of their Giant Wood Tribe. His strength had advanced rapidly; he could float in mid-air and smash a small mountain with a single punch. Yet, before the Demon Gods of the Demon God Palace, he was utterly powerless. Even the tribal artifact, the saber Longlou used, was crushed to pieces by the Demon God’s bare hand. “Look at this kid, Planetary-level Third-tier, not bad at all,” the horned Demon God-like burly man chuckled loudly. “To reach Planetary-level Third-tier without cultivation secrets, that’s impressive, Captain. If we nurture this kid, reaching Star-level will definitely be no problem. We’ll sell him for a fortune later.” “Indeed, a fortune.” The other Fire Phoenix Group warriors chimed in. “Demon God, please release Longlou. We can offer other tribesmen in exchange,” the elderly tribe leader pleaded anxiously. The horned Demon God-like burly man extended a hand. “Boom!” Under the impact of an invisible primal energy, the elderly tribe leader instantly exploded, his flesh and blood scattering everywhere. Some nearby tribesmen were also caught in the blast, their bodies pierced by flying fragments of flesh and bone, or their chests directly impaled, killing them instantly. Silence. The tribesmen were struck dumb with terror. “Your Giant Wood Tribe can find a new leader. The old fool was too stupid,” the horned Demon God-like burly man said coldly. “The last time your Giant Wood Tribe produced a Planetary-level individual was 800 years ago; I suppose you’ve forgotten the rules. Remember! If a Planetary-level individual is born, our Demon God Palace must take them. Violators, the tribe leader will be executed!” “This young fellow, with a bit of training, will become Star-level. His value alone exceeds a million of your ordinary tribesmen. To think you’d try to exchange him for ordinary tribesmen, truly idiotic,” the other Fire Phoenix Group warriors sneered. To reach Planetary-level without any guidance or resources. With a little guidance and exploitation, he’ll become Star-level, and his selling price will be much higher then. As for these Apprentice-level First-tier, Second-tier, and Third-tier ordinary people, they’re practically dirt cheap in the universe. Even a million Apprentice-level Ninth-tier individuals combined can only match the selling price of a Star-level Fourth-tier warrior. This shows how cheap ordinary people are. … The low-ranking Fire Phoenix Group warriors laughed heartily among themselves. The natives, terrified by the Demon Gods’ laughter, grew increasingly uneasy. Watching their tribesmen enter the disc-shaped crafts, seeing the scattered corpses and blood, the Giant Wood Tribe natives became even more distressed, sorrowful, and fearful. “Boom!” “Boom!” Two figures suddenly descended, landing directly on the ground. Silence! The low-ranking Fire Phoenix Group warriors, who had been laughing triumphantly moments before, seemed to have their throats choked. Their eyes widened in terror as they stared at the two suddenly appearing individuals. Not only them, but all the natives of the Giant Wood Tribe, every single one heading towards the hatches, looked at the two with dread. One was clad in silver combat armor and silver boots, with short black hair and cold, indifferent eyes. The other was a bald man in a magnificent black robe, his eyes as deep and chilling as an abyss. The invisible pressure emanating from these two… …made all the natives of the Giant Wood Tribe tremble and filled the Demon Gods with terror. The low-ranking Fire Phoenix Group warriors all knelt down, utterly respectful. They were, after all, low-ranking warriors in the universe and had seen some of the world. They clearly understood that such terrifying pressure could only come from a super-expert in the universe, at the very least a ‘Universe-level expert,’ and possibly even stronger. How could they possibly resist? “A group of Planetary-level Ninth-tier? And one Star-level Third-tier?” Luo Feng coldly scanned the group of low-ranking warriors. The natives, however, could clearly discern— The mysterious black-haired man, just his silver combat armor, clearly seemed more awe-inspiring than the Demon Gods’ armor. “We are members of the Fire Phoenix Group. We don’t know why you, esteemed sir, have come to Beisi Planet. Our great Lord Kelachi is currently residing on Beisi Planet. If you have any matters, I can report them to Lord Kelachi,” the horned, scaled man, the leader, stammered, cold sweat beading on his forehead. All the natives of the Giant Wood Tribe watched this scene in shock. That powerful Demon God… was now so weak and terrified? Then— What kind of magnificent being was this mysterious black-haired youth? “No need. I will find him myself,” Luo Feng said coldly. At the same time, his mental energy directly permeated the horned, scaled man, performing a soul search. With Luo Feng’s mastery and control over soul techniques, which was no less than that of a Sector Lord, performing a soul search on a Star-level Third-tier warrior was incredibly easy. In an instant, Luo Feng obtained all the information he desired from the man’s memories, and he also understood just how corrupt these minions were. “All of you!” Luo Feng’s gaze swept over the dozens of low-ranking warriors. The Fire Phoenix Group warriors, revered as ‘Demon Gods’ by the slaves of Beisi Planet, were all terrified. “I sentence you… to death!” Luo Feng slightly extended his right hand. “Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!” Dozens of light rays shot from Luo Feng’s right hand, instantly reaching the dozens of low-ranking warriors. The dozens of low-ranking warriors stared in terror, unable to utter a single word, and then all “Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!” exploded into dust. Yet, strangely, their shattered flesh and blood did not scatter but fell precisely where each warrior had stood. All the natives of the Giant Wood Tribe watched this scene in horror. Casually slaughtering a group of Demon Gods? What immense power! “God!” As one person in the tribe shouted, everyone else immediately knelt down and chanted in unison. “God!” “God!” “God!” “God!” “God!” “God!” Millions of people knelt, shouting like this, their voices shaking the heavens. Luo Feng and Dilun watched the scene. “Any powerful individual who comes to the universe is called a God. Divinity is truly cheap,” Luo Feng sighed inwardly. However, in terms of true strength, Luo Feng could indeed rival an Undying God, so he was certainly worthy of the esteemed title of “God” now.