Collector

"Hmm, the fifth safe zone is about to refresh. Time to get moving." Sett saw that his watch was about to update the fifth safe zone and prepared to set off.

The third safe zone had a diameter of only 5,000 kilometers, and the fourth was a mere 2,000 kilometers across.

However, Sett hadn't encountered an enemy in the last four days. From the start of the competition until now, a total of eight days had passed, and he had only run into two opponents.

One claimed to be the Axe Emperor, but he was beaten until he fled. The other was a controller, but Sett killed him and looted his equipment.

Eight days into the competition, out of the original 1,000 Planetary Level Golden Giant Axe Warriors, 960 were still alive.

Some had been killed after running into other warriors, while others had encountered powerful exotic beasts and were slain by them.

Although the safe zones were massive at the beginning, the Golden Giant Axe Warriors provided everyone with a watch that would mark the location of any enemy within a 10-kilometer radius.

As these people constantly moved, some were bound to cross paths.

For the participants, most would naturally attack upon seeing an enemy, which resulted in many being killed.

Once they met, death was likely to follow.

Furthermore, as the safe zones continued to shrink, the probability of encountering enemies would increase, and battles would become more frequent.

"The safe zone is now a 1,000-kilometer area, and it's only 300 kilometers away from me. I need to get there quickly; the fighting should be frequent soon." Seeing the safe zone refresh, Sett hurried off.

Three hundred kilometers was a very short distance for Sett.

"Someone there? Two people, actually. Let's go take a look." Sett saw two people positioned on his watch.

Their locations overlapped, so they were likely in the middle of a fight.

Sett naturally prepared to join the fun. Regardless of whether it was two people or more, he flew straight toward them.

"Brother, someone is coming. How about we kill him first and then fight to the death?" Ten kilometers away from Sett, two people were fighting frantically.

Both used blades as weapons. One was bald and wielded a massive blade.

The other had short hair and held a short blade.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The collision of the short blade and the large blade occurred several times in just a second. The two were evenly matched, trading blows back and forth.

The bald man noticed the mark on his watch indicating someone was nearby and spoke to the short-haired man.

Upon hearing this, the short-haired man slashed out and used the momentum to retreat.

"Fine, let's finish him off together first. I'll show you just how powerful my short blade is later."

The two made a decision in an instant, waiting for Sett to arrive so they could team up and kill him.

Since both were blade users, they naturally wanted to determine who was superior, especially given the difference between the large blade and the short blade.

Both felt their own style was the strongest; they were unconvinced by the other but couldn't gain the upper hand. The sudden appearance of Sett provided the perfect opportunity to deal with an outsider first.

"Huh? Why did they stop fighting?" Sett, who had flown over, was surprised to see the two standing a certain distance apart, not fighting but eyeing each other with caution.

Only one person could survive the Golden Giant Axe competition, so there were no teams. After all, no matter how strong someone was, only one could remain, and no one would make things difficult for themselves.

This puzzled Sett. Logically, they should have fought upon meeting or gone their separate ways; why were they standing together without fighting?

Maybe they just met and are still testing each other, Sett thought to himself.

"Attack!" The bald man shouted as soon as Sett was within range.

The moment the bald man finished speaking, he charged at Sett with his large blade. The edge of the blade shimmered with a cold light as he swung it toward Sett.

The incoming slash made the surrounding space seem much dimmer. Combined with the dark light released by the man, Sett felt his vision dim significantly.

The bald man, who had released his Domain of Light, combined it with his large blade to create an effect like darkness itself, as if a single strike could shatter the sun and embrace the void.

Following the bald man's move, the short-haired man nearby also moved his short blade.

He spun his blade, releasing a wave of chill.

The short-haired man moved with the agility of a cat, eerily fast, and in an instant, he flashed in front of Sett.

The two had been locked in a death match just moments ago, but now they cooperated with the precision of old comrades.

The short-haired man acted like an assassin, hiding within the darkness—the very darkness created by the bald man's domain. Their domains did not interfere with each other; instead, they complemented one another, boosting their strength significantly, as if one plus one was greater than two.

"Oh? They're actually teaming up against me." Sett was surprised. He hadn't expected them to attack him in unison, their coordination resembling that of long-time comrades.

In this Golden Giant Axe competition, the fact that two warriors would team up against him left Sett astonished.

If not for the nature of this competition, he would have surely thought they were brothers-in-arms for many years.

The two blades moved with incredible speed, reaching Sett in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph! Haymaker!" Seeing this, Sett didn't panic. He released two domains first, then unleashed his area-of-effect Innate Secret Technique, blasting it toward the pair.

Hummm!

The moment Sett's Domain of Metal and Domain of Space were released, they suppressed the domains of the two men.

The bald man's Domain of Light and the short-haired man's Domain of Wood were no match for Sett's domains.

After all, Sett was a monster who possessed a seventh-level Domain of Metal bolstered by a fifth-level Domain of Space.

The two domains achieved a perfect synergy where one plus one was greater than two, and since both originated from Sett, they were naturally far stronger than the domains of the two men.

Rumble!

That golden fist shadow, empowered by the laws Sett wielded, struck the two men with terrifying force.

"What is this?" The two were stunned by the sudden appearance of the massive fist, their eyes narrowing as they scrambled to dodge the golden blow.

Already in the middle of their own attack, there was no way they could easily evade Sett's Haymaker.

The golden fist moved with lightning speed, slamming directly into them.

Following a thunderous boom, the massive fist shadow collided with the pair, triggering a violent explosion.

"How is this possible!" The short-haired man, sent flying, knelt on the ground, covered in wounds and bleeding profusely, gasping for air. He never imagined the opponent could unleash such a powerful technique in a single strike, leaving him severely injured.

They were both at the Planetary Level 9; how could they be defeated in one move?

The bald man fared no better, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His scalp, which once shone with a reflective sheen, was now stained with blood, looking utterly wretched.

The two geniuses had never expected their clever coordination to be dismantled by a single strike from Sett, leaving them both gravely wounded.

While the short-haired man and the bald man were considered geniuses in their respective star sectors, they were merely bottom-tier among the Planetary Level Giant Axe Warriors gathered by the Ganwu Universe Kingdom.

Not only had they failed to comprehend any laws, but their domains were only at the fourth or fifth level, and lacking powerful weapons or defensive gear, they were naturally defeated by Sett in one blow.

After all, the surprise attack left them with no defense, and the addition of the Law of Metal to the Haymaker was enough to leave them severely injured.

"You two wanted to team up to take me down, so why are you lying on the ground?" Sett felt a secret thrill after defeating them in one move.

The previous two fights had been somewhat stifling, so this feeling of crushing an enemy in a single strike was truly satisfying.

Having seen plenty of life and death, the two knew there was no chance of a comeback. They didn't speak, merely glaring at Sett with hateful eyes.

Those who could become Giant Axe Warriors were naturally not afraid of death, especially when participating in such a brutal competition.

Sett walked toward them step by step, like the approach of the Grim Reaper.

Death is not terrifying; what is terrifying is the wait for it.

Thud! Thud!

With one punch each, he ended their lives.

Having already killed over a thousand people, Sett felt nothing as he finished off the two.

The path of the strong is paved with blood; only through repeated life-and-death battles can one become a powerhouse.

Which World Lord or Immortal did not climb over a mountain of corpses to reach that realm? He had never heard of any human who, without external help, simply cultivated in seclusion to become an Immortal.

Even the strongest human bloodlines could only reach the Domain Lord level upon reaching adulthood.

That was the result of the efforts of their ancestors, allowing their race's bloodline to evolve to such a level.

Except for special life forms in the universe that were born directly into the cosmos without parents—or rather, whose parent was the universe itself—they were unique.

Only such special life forms could possess strength exceeding the Immortal level at birth.

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The bloodline of Earthlings didn't even guarantee Apprentice level strength upon adulthood. Even the warriors on Earth who became War Gods had to engage in repeated life-and-death battles against monsters to improve their strength.

Not to mention humans across the universe, Sett naturally didn't care about killing two people now.

As long as they were enemies, there was no difference between one and ten thousand. After all, if he didn't kill them, they would kill him. That was Sett's logic; as long as he didn't harm the innocent, it was fine.

"What kind of trash blades are these? Not worth a cent." Sett picked up their swords, feeling they weren't worth much.

However, holding onto the mindset of not being wasteful, he stored them in his space ring. Sett's space ring was over a hundred kilometers wide and mostly empty; the largest thing inside was a ship dozens of meters long, a gift from the Zhenlian King.

Since the space was vast, he could store whatever he wanted.

Space rings were valuable to ordinary people, but to Sett, they were worthless.

After all, once one comprehends the Law of Space to a certain degree, one can forge a space ring with a wave of the hand.

Only World Rings were valuable, as they could only be crafted by World Lord level powerhouses.

A World Ring contained an entire world within it, vast in scale. The biggest difference between a World Ring and an ordinary space ring was that ordinary rings could not store living things, whereas World Rings had no such limitation.

Even Immortal level powerhouses would carry several World Rings with them as backups.

"Phew, better get to the safe zone quickly. As the area shrinks, I expect battles to break out everywhere." Sett continued on his way after finishing his cleanup.

Since the fight was resolved in one move, it hadn't cost Sett much energy, so there was no need to stop and rest.

"No way, someone else!" Sett had only flown a few dozen kilometers when his watch indicated another person within a ten-kilometer radius.

"Fine, I'll reluctantly make a move. The safe zone is getting smaller, and the battles are increasing—time to get excited!" Sett was instantly filled with fighting spirit.

Whoosh, Sett turned and flew toward the marked enemy.

"Hmm? Someone is coming for me. Another one who isn't afraid of death." Within the range marked on Sett's watch, a person with a gloomy expression and a deathly aura stood waiting.

Seeing Sett rushing toward him, a wicked smile spread across his face.

"Here he comes!" Within seconds, Sett flew right before the man.

"Why is this guy so deathly? Did he cultivate some special secret technique?" Sett was puzzled as he looked at the man opposite him.

Most warriors were full of life force; very few appeared this deathly. The man gave off an oppressive feeling, as if he carried the very scent of death.

Above Ao Planet, one hundred thousand spaceships were watching the battles taking place on the surface.

The competition had been ongoing for eight days and was finally heating up; as time passed, the frequency of battles continued to increase.

The vast majority of these encounters resulted in the fall of a Giant Axe Warrior.

"Master, look quickly, The Boss and the Reaper are about to clash." On one of the ships, a beautiful woman reminded the powerhouse beside her.

Although the man was hideous in appearance—ugly even by the standards of the entire human race—he possessed the strength of an Immortal. Even the most ordinary Immortal was an Immortal-level powerhouse, eternal and undying.

Possessing the strength of an Immortal god, he never lacked for women, no matter how ugly he was.

"Hmm, hurry and help me up to watch," the Immortal god said.

An Immortal god naturally did not need help, but he enjoyed the sensation.

After becoming an Immortal god, he had carved out a star sector to serve as his own exclusive universe country, and he had slaughtered everyone who had ever called him ugly in the past.

Who could have guessed that he, who had always possessed mediocre talent, would eventually become an Immortal god?

"Oh? It's The Boss and the Reaper. A fight between these two is quite interesting; it's worth a look." A World Lord, whose head was marked by the recognition of the origin laws, spoke to another World Lord beside him who was similarly recognized.

The Giant Axe Arena monitored the entirety of Ao Planet; whenever a battle occurred, it would push the feed to the secondary screens of the audience, allowing them to choose what to watch.

Especially with powerful individuals like The Boss and the Reaper, the feed was pushed to the audience the moment they crossed paths.

The Boss had just defeated two people in a single move earlier, and since everyone on Ao Planet was a Giant Axe Warrior, being able to defeat two people in one move proved his formidable strength.

As for the Reaper, he had gained a sliver of insight into the law of time, placing his strength at the very forefront of the one thousand Giant Axe Warriors.

One must know that the law of time is a superior law to the origin laws of wind, lightning, and light.

It is an existence as powerful as the law of space, being one of the two great superior laws.

Grasping a superior law is extremely difficult, and being able to comprehend a sliver of the law of time at the Planetary Level demonstrated that person's terrifying talent.

During his eight days on Ao Planet, the Reaper had flown wantonly through the safe zones, killing any enemies he encountered along the way.

Relying on the watch provided by the Giant Axe Arena, which could sense a ten-kilometer radius, he could naturally find enemies quickly, even though the safe zones were vast.

However, his flight speed of ten kilometers per second was incredibly fast, allowing the Reaper to rapidly locate hidden enemies.

Although most contestants were not afraid of meeting opponents, no one else searched the entire planet for enemies like the Reaper did.

In eight days, the Reaper had already killed twenty Giant Axe Warriors, which showed just how formidable his strength was.

After all, the Giant Axe Warriors who dared to participate in such a competition were all somewhat confident in themselves, and their strength was naturally very high among their peers.

Even so, they had been killed one after another by the Reaper, twenty in total.

Of course, Sett did not know that his opponent was so powerful, but he was equally confident in his own strength; his two Innate Secret Techniques combined with the origin law of metal allowed his combat power to reach a terrifying height.

"The twenty-first!" the Reaper laughed wickedly.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

A strange radiance was released from the Reaper's body, shrouding this area of space.

"What is this?" Sett was covered by that light and immediately felt his entire body slow down, as if he were in slow motion.

The sudden change caught Sett by surprise; he had not expected the man's domain to be this powerful.

"My Domain of Time isn't bad, is it? Hehe." The Reaper gave a wicked smile and pulled out a scythe.

He controlled the scythe and gave it a casual flick into the air; the scythe spun and whistled as it flew toward Sett.

The moment he was enveloped by the Reaper's Domain of Time and felt his body slow down significantly, Sett hurriedly released his own domain.

Only after he released his seventh-layer Domain of Metal and his fifth-layer spatial comprehension did the feeling of restraint vanish.

This guy's Domain of Time is probably at least seventh-layer, maybe even eighth-layer; he's a freak too, Sett thought to himself.

After all, it had taken the release of both of his domains to barely eliminate the feeling of restraint, and he had no control over this space at all, which meant they had been completely neutralized by the Reaper's domain.

Swish, swish, swish!

The scythe spun wantonly in the air; the two-meter-long blade featured cyan patterns and looked incredibly mysterious.

In Sett's eyes, the scythe was spinning slowly, and it looked like it would take a long, long time to reach him.

"No!" Sett was shocked, sensing that something was wrong.

He saw that the scythe was simply too slow—so slow that it wasn't an attack from someone at the Planetary Level; even an Apprentice-level fighter could move faster than this.

"Break, break, break!" Sett roared. His massive voice carried the law of metal, sounding like the rage of a giant and packing immense power.

Following Sett's roar, the scythe reached his eyes; if it had been half a second longer, it would have severed Sett's head.

Haymaker!

A golden fist shadow appeared in front of Sett, massive and glowing with golden light.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The scythe slammed into the fist shadow, spinning and attacking continuously; in an instant, they collided several times, each impact erupting with tremendous power.

The sounds of the collisions were deafening; both of their attacks were infused with their respective laws, making them naturally formidable.

After a long while, the scythe finally ceased its assault, and the phantom fists unleashed by Sett vanished into thin air.

Neither side held an advantage after their first exchange of blows.

Phew, it's a good thing I reacted quickly, otherwise I would've been done for right here. The Law of Time, it must be the Law of Time. I never imagined this guy would have actually comprehended the Law of Time. That scythe attack carried the power of the Law of the World, making it impossible to guard against, Sett thought, catching his breath as he felt a surge of astonishment.

Attacks involving the Law of Time were incredibly bizarre; if Sett hadn't reacted in time, he feared he would have already become a headless corpse.

"Hmm? This guy actually dodged my move? The previous twenty people were all killed by me in a single strike. This is interesting." The Collector waved his hand, summoning the scythe back to him.

He was also somewhat surprised, but he was not discouraged; instead, the smile on his face grew even wider.

To him, killing a powerhouse was far more interesting. An enemy killed in one strike, no matter how strong their cultivation, was no different from slaughtering a chicken.