Flashes of Firefly Light Could Never Rival the Bright Moon!
Deep within the Wind-Thunder Secret Realm, all is silent except for the soft sound of the wind rustling through the cliff face.
Tang Ping found a secluded spot, concentrated, and silently estimated the combat power granted to him by the Soldier Armor, then was filled with shock.
A thousand times the power of Peak World Lord Rank! This power made him, with the World Lord Power, comparable to the most ordinary Immortal God or Marquis- Marquis Rank expert. What shocked him even more was that this Soldier Armor could be mass-produced.
It should be understood that comprehending the laws and achieving Immortal Realm is as difficult as ascending to heaven, and countless geniuses throughout history have perished at this step.
Cultivating Peak World Lord Rank experts is far less difficult. As long as resources are sufficient, they can be mass-produced, and the cost is so low that with his current wealth, he can easily cultivate hundreds of them.
Looking at the entire Human Race, even as one of the Six Peak Races in the universe, the number of Marquis Rank experts is very small, but World Lord Rank beings are as numerous as carp crossing a river.
There's absolutely no comparison between the two!
At this thought, Tang Ping felt a chill run down his spine. The power of the Soldier Armor was terrifying. If this matter were exposed, countless Earth Human Race would likely be regarded as war machines that could be manipulated at will by those high-ranking figures, becoming tools for them to fight for power and profit.
One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. People often only envy the glory and halo of the victor, but never think that beneath that glory lie mountains of dead souls and countless broken families and wailing, wronged spirits.
His thoughts drifted away, Tang Ping suddenly thought of the Yan God Race.
Why did they resolutely separate their entire race from Human Race back then? The Yan God Race Clan possesses an incomparably powerful physical body, capable of autonomous evolution, and their genetic amplification can reach terrifying levels of hundreds or even thousands of times. How could such heaven-defying talent not be coveted by countless people?
They're probably constantly being spied on, or even forcibly plundered, aren't they?
Human nature is the most vulnerable to temptation. If the Yan God Race Clan had not been willing to submit, even if the Emperor Yan had tried to forcibly take the entire clan away back then, the Human Race's higher-ups might not have stood idly by.
Of course, Emperor Yan himself was no good either. His clan trusted him completely, and with the advantage of having the Universe Supreme Being as his backer and possessing Supreme Treasure, he led the entire clan into this secret realm to reproduce.
It's important to understand that breeding in secret realms greatly suppresses the potential of a race, which is tantamount to killing its future.
"Alas," Tang Ping sighed softly.
Perhaps, being ordinary has its advantages. Fortunately, the advantage of the Earth Human Race lies in the soul level; this talent cannot be stolen through possession, which is how they managed to preserve a sliver of their essence.
He shook his head, suppressing these chaotic thoughts for the time being, and solemnly put away his Soldier Armor. There was no use thinking about it now; once he embarked on the path to becoming the strongest, all the rules and obstacles of this world would have to give way to his will!
With a single thought, I entered the Virtual Universe.
Without hesitation, Tang Ping immediately contacted the "tycoon's" master.
[Your esteemed, beautiful, and generous Master:]
Greetings!
It has been a long time since I received your teachings in person, and my heart is filled with longing and concern. I wonder if my Master is in good health lately?
The path of cultivation is long and arduous; I urge you to take good care of your health and avoid overworking yourself. I am always grateful for your guidance and wish you good health and peace of mind year after year.
Furthermore, I am also curious whether Master has been enjoying good fortune lately. After all, with your great wisdom and excellent opportunities, blessings and wealth must be flowing in continuously. If there are any interesting stories or good news, I hope to have the honor of hearing them and adding to your joy.
In writing today, besides greeting my master, I have another matter to report: After years of dedicated cultivation and comprehension, I have successfully broken through to the Marquis Rank level in my Law Comprehension, and have also comprehended my own unique attack technique. I am fully prepared and humbly request that the Ten Thousand Year Assessment be initiated.
May Master enjoy eternal blessings, make rapid progress in Law Comprehension, and have abundant wealth!
Disciple: Tang Ping]
The message was sent, and moments later, Wind-Thunder Venerable's reply popped up on the virtual screen:?
About half an incense stick's time later, a second message arrived: Come to the Virtual Universe.
Upon seeing the message, Tang Ping first marveled at how leisurely his master truly was, then felt a surge of excitement: My ultimate Supreme Treasure, the clone, is here!
The Virtual Universe, specifically the Money Continent where the headquarters of the Cosmic Galaxy Bank is located.
The moment Tang Ping's figure materialized, before he could even stand firmly on his feet, he saw Wind-Thunder Venerable's petite body circling around him, her youthful face full of curiosity, and her signature purple Double Pupils flashing with a strange light.
--
The next second, Wind-Thunder Venerable and Thunder waved his hand to start the trial without saying a word.
The scene before Tang Ping suddenly changed, and when he regained his footing, he found himself in a desolate Killing Field.
Ahead, a figure in armor wreathed in flames slowly materialized; it was the Controller of the Fourteenth Layer of the Tongtian Bridge.
"World Lord Rank could reach this point and face me directly. You are not inferior." The Flame Armor Being spoke, his golden eyes utterly calm. "From the Thirteenth Floor to the Fifteenth Floor of the Tongtian Bridge, the Controller all wield the ninth level of the Miao Divine Weapon. Yet, the same move—its power is worlds apart."
"Today, I'll show you what real—"
"Laugh!"
Before the words were finished, a piercing sound of air being torn apart suddenly rang out. A transparent slender sword, as fast as lightning, with a ghostly, elusive trajectory, instantly pierced through the body of the Flame Armor Being, tearing him in two.
"The real--..." The Flame Armor Being's eyes widened, his remaining consciousness filled with disbelief. He pointed at Tang Ping and uttered a few words with difficulty: "No--I won't talk about it--"
The words abruptly stopped, and the body of the Flame Armor Being crashed to the ground, then turned into specks of fire and vanished into the void.
At the edge of the Killing Field, Wind-Thunder Venerable watched this scene, his lips twitching slightly.
Fourteenth Layer, broken!
The Fifteenth Floor.
This time, the newly formed Flame Armor Being clearly learned from the lessons of the previous level. The flames around him suddenly surged, and his aura was several times stronger than before. Without uttering a single word, the surrounding space began to tremble violently, and the Miao Divine Weapon was activated with a roar!
In an instant!
Thousands upon thousands of imperceptible Void Sword Qi arose from the depths of the void, converging wildly like rivers flowing into the sea, instantly coalescing into countless crystal-clear, transparent slender swords.
These slender swords hovered in mid-air, their blades flashing constantly, sometimes clear as a solid object, emanating a chilling aura;
Sometimes it is as illusory as a bubble, as if it will completely dissolve into the world in the next second, making it elusive.
"The Ninth Level of the Miao Divine Weapon: Immortal-Defying!"
The reason this move dares to bear the formidable name of "Immortal-Defying" lies in its unparalleled and bizarre time-related characteristics.
When Peak World Lord Rank activates this move, he can secretly conceal his Divine Weapon within the cracks of time, and then suddenly appear at some unpredictable moment in the future to launch a shocking assassination!
Such terrifying attack power, coupled with that sudden attack that transcends time, would require even the highest and Immortal God to be on high alert and would never dare to recklessly accelerate in pursuit of the attacker.
If Immortal God rashly accelerates its pursuit, a deadly sword aura may appear without warning. Even if the Immortal God has a strong physical body and abundant vitality, it will suffer severe injuries and lose most of its combat power, if it doesn't die.
Therefore, this ninth level of the Yan Shen Armament truly deserves its illustrious reputation of being "Immortal-Defying".
Looking at this killing move that was enough to make even Immortal God wary, Tang Ping's lips curled slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Sword Four!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a faint afterimage.
The next moment, countless sharp sword energies appeared around the Flame Armor Being.
Compared to the sword energy of the Flame Armor Being, this sword energy was stronger, denser, and faster, and carried a ghostly and eerie aura, as if it suddenly attacked from the depths of the underworld, leaving no way to avoid it!
--
"Hiss hiss hiss~"
The ear-piercing sound of sword energy cutting was incessant. In just ten breaths, thousands of Void Sword Qi had completed a storm of collisions and cuts. Each sword energy contained a vast and boundless power of law, accurately striking the vital points of the Flame Armor Being.
Final.
"Hiss~"
With a crisp cracking sound, the seemingly indestructible armor of the Flame Armor Being shattered. His blazing body was instantly torn to pieces, the flames in the sky were extinguished abruptly, and the entire figure completely collapsed and dissipated into the void.
Fifteenth Floor, defeat!
Having defeated the enemy, Tang Ping stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the horizon with a touch of melancholy.
"How can the water in a ditch compete with the ocean? How can the light of a firefly rival the brilliance of the moon?"
Wind-Thunder Venerable:?