Not Cannon Fodder!

Within the vast nine-story pagoda.

"So that's how it was..."

"I wasn't cannon fodder—I was an ant!"

Luo Feng looked at the enormous cage outside with lingering fear. Moluo Sa beside him wore an equally relieved expression. It had nearly been casually wiped out just now.

"Still too weak."

"In a battle at this level, never mind interfering—even watching it feels dangerous."

Luo Feng shook his head. He had heard that even those at the peak of the God King Second Level could not resist Emperors or Monarchs. At most, they would have time to reincarnate.

Emperors and Monarchs were, after all, Ultimate Realm lifeforms. Moreover, as the Emperors and Monarchs of the two ancient nations, they were equipped with powerful secret treasures and weapons...

They could rival peak World Beasts.

Even among those at the peak of the God King Second Level, only a select few, such as God King Wu Xin and the master of the Time-Space Lonely Boat, could escape alive before Emperors and Monarchs. Their ability to flee had reached an unimaginable level.

Even peak God Kings of the Second Level were like this, let alone him, a cultivator who had only just broken through to the Chaos Realm and whose perfect divine body had not even grown to its limit.

"And my Star Tower?"

At that very instant of life-and-death peril, his will had erupted and triggered a hidden secret pattern within the Star Tower, temporarily driving that Emperor away.

But the might the Star Tower had unleashed now felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Was this really his Star Tower? Was this a secret treasure that his teacher, Mountain Guest, a God King First Level expert, could forge?

Back in the Original Universe, while he was still weak, he had believed that the Tomb Mausoleum