Time-Space Retrospection Reveals Hidden Secrets; A Chaos Giant Finger Crushes Flame God

Wuhua Secret Realm, Ice Prison Star.

In the void, the two Venerable of the Kou Clan held their breath and stood bowing.

Opposite them stood a towering figure that stretched across the heavens and earth. Its 90,000-kilometer-long body resembled an ancient divine mountain, covered in azure armor that appeared simple and unadorned, yet the armor plates exuded a profound Daoist aura. A pair of clear, crystalline horns extended from its forehead.

The Mountain Sitting Guest lowered his gaze, fixing it on the empty space where Luo Feng had previously stood.

A thought flickered in my mind.

The next moment.

Buzz~

An invisible, immense force suddenly swept across all directions, and the surrounding space and time were violently reversed!

As the trajectories of stars reverse and energy ripples flow back, the intense light and shadow of Luo Feng's battle with the Sky Wolf Master, and the chilling sharpness of the Supreme Treasure sword Break the Firmament, are vividly recreated in the reversal of time.

"Um?"

With a soft exclamation, the reversal of time abruptly stopped. The Mountain Sitting Guest frowned slightly, his gaze deep, and remained silent.

The two Venerable of the Kou Clan fell silent, even lowering their breathing.

Their previous actions, whether it was hiding the metal fragments in the clan's treasure trove or setting a trap for Luo Feng, were all secretly instructed by the Mountain Sitting Guest.

Otherwise, even though Venerable Zikou of the clan is one of the Seventy-Two Divine Generals divine generals of the Ancestral God Religion, the number one neutral force in the Primal Universe, and his combat power is enough to rival that of Universe Master, he would never dare to detain Luo Feng, this peerless genius "fully cultivated" by the Human Race, one of the six peak forces in the Primal Universe.

What truly instilled awe in them was the man before them: the Mountain Sitting Guest, the universally acknowledged unrivaled pinnacle of the Primal Universe, the Universe Supreme Being standing at the top of the pyramid!

His mystery has long been etched into the understanding of all top powers. Even the Three Ancestral Gods of the Ancestral God Religion, who embody the Will of the Original Universe, have warned: The Mountain Sitting Guest is not to be trifled with.

Above the void, the Mountain Sitting Guest's face remained calm and composed, but in his heart, a storm was brewing.

The Sky Wolf Master, with his limited perspective, probably thought that the longsword was the work of the Chaos City Lord, who activated a secret technique using Supreme Treasure across endless time and space. After all, what lingered on the sword was indeed the Chaos City Lord's secret technique of Time-Space Fusion.

But who is the Mountain Sitting Guest?

He considered himself the number one master craftsman in the Primal Universe! With just a wisp of residual energy from the battlefield, he instantly discerned the truth: the sword's forging method was far from orthodox!

That was an evil method powerful enough to alarm all the top powers: directly refining the divine body of a strongman into Supreme Treasure!

Of course, while this method is insidious, it is actually extremely inefficient.

First, one must use heaven-defying illusions to erase the autonomous will of the powerful; second, one must expend massive resources to stabilize the divine body and prevent it from collapsing and annihilating; most importantly, the treasures refined in this way are entirely consumables, and the divine body diminishes with each use, and cannot be replenished unless they are divine bodies of the same origin.

Paying such a huge price for a consumable item seems like a waste to anyone.

What truly Mountain Sitting Guest was not the evil treasure-refining technique, but the familiar aura he sensed from the sword! It was the aura of his most beloved disciple: Tang Ping!

The Mountain Sitting Guest's mind raced, and he instantly understood the crux of the matter.

Indeed, he had suspected it before. Tang Ping possessed Super Divine Body, so squandering a little bit of it was nothing. Moreover, in his eyes, this method of refining a divine body into sword energy was not particularly sophisticated.

After all, once one breaks through to the realm of the Universe Supreme Being, the clones merge into Gui Yi, and the size of the divine body is almost the same. Even the strongest who possesses the Origin of the Universe would never be willing to use such a method of squandering the divine body.

But the real key isn't here!

The key point is that this kid actually managed to seal the Time-Space Fusion secret technique of Universe Master within the sword energy!

What does this mean?

This means that Tang Ping has already reached a level of complete mastery and effortless mastery of this secret technique! It also means that, as long as he is willing, he can take that step and advance to the level of the Universe Master at any time, whether it takes a few years or a thousand years!

Within ten thousand years, from birth to Universe Master, such talent is truly unparalleled.

But in the eyes of the Mountain Sitting Guest, it was nothing out of the ordinary; such people were not uncommon in his hometown.

But what if we add another one?

He created a completely new path for cultivating Divine Power from scratch, and now he has cultivated his divine body to Gene Multiplier of four to five thousand times!

With the perspective of the Mountain Sitting Guest, he could naturally estimate the terrifying Gene Multiplier contained in that Divine Power longsword through some means.

Thus, the two combined, achieving this simultaneously within a mere ten thousand years—this is beyond the description of mere genius; in the eyes of the Mountain Sitting Guest, it is simply monstrous!

Such a person, even in his hometown, would be enough to attract the attention of the most powerful beings!

Upon thinking of this, the Mountain Sitting Guest suddenly felt that he had been a bit too "stingy" with this last disciple.

Those two Peak Treasure that are still being refined? The materials were provided by the Human Race —tsk, they're not presentable at all.

However, his disciple is known for his impatience. If he were to search for rare materials to forge a treasure in a hurry, it would probably take at least hundreds of millions of years, which is probably too late.

How about we... rob it?

The thought had barely formed when it was extinguished by the Mountain Sitting Guest. While his many secret techniques were indeed powerful, every move he made was under the watchful eye of the Supreme Rule, and the slightest carelessness would bring him immense trouble.

After much thought, I was at a loss for what to do.

Alright, let's see what this kid is lacking right now.

The next moment, the will of the Mountain Sitting Guest tore through endless space and time, silently descending upon the Solar System.

No one noticed.

After all, he had already laid down unimaginable methods on the token he personally gave to his disciple. With the current level of treasure refining in the Primal Universe, it was absolutely impossible to break through it.

Inside the Divine Temple, laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air.

"Your Majesty, please have some food first. Stop touching it; you've wrinkled your robes!"

"Haha, Ruowei, come here! Today, let's enjoy the refined pleasure of 'a meeting of kindred spirits amidst towering mountains and flowing water'!"

"Ew~ Your Majesty is so naughty! But I like it! Count me in too, I want to play too!"

"Hmph, you little brat, you're quite greedy! It seems I'll have to give you a good verbal and written reprimand and teach you a lesson in manners!"

Looking at the "friendly and harmonious" scene in the Divine Temple, a hint of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the Mountain Sitting Guest. This lad, his nature remained as "simple and honest" as ever, tenacious, persistent, and focused as ever.

You do not say!

Being able to immerse oneself wholeheartedly in "this matter" is a rare and valuable form of focus.

Unlike some guys who spend their days seeking out bizarre and outlandish pleasures, indulging in frivolous pursuits that lead to moral decay, mental distortion, and a disregard for the lives of others, ultimately failing to satisfy even the slightest need for excitement and ending up isolated and abandoned by everyone.

The more the Mountain Sitting Guest.

But then he frowned. How could he make this kid even more grateful to him?

The Yan God Race is an ancient race that lives in a remote corner of the Primal Universe.

For generations, they have resided in a vast, secret realm far removed from Human Territory. In the name of their race, this secret realm is also known as the Yan God Secret Realm by the powerful beings of the universe.

Looking back, Emperor Yan led his Human Race, traversed the endless star sea, and finally settled in this desolate territory.

As time flowed on, the Yan God Race grew ever stronger. Coupled with the Emperor Yan's invincible combat power that traversed the universe, no one in the entire Primal Universe dared to easily provoke this reclusive clan.

Although separated from the Human Race Territory by billions of light-years, the powerful members of the Yan God Race Clan frequently venture into the Outer Battlefield, joining other factions and fighting bloody battles against the Human Race army. The fragments of Soldier Armor General Armor that Luo Feng found in the Garbage Starfield originated from this place.

Deep within the secret realm, three continents float in the Chaos void.

The smallest of them is over one light-year in diameter; the largest spans three light-years. The three continents encircle each other, slowly rotating, and in the void at the center of their encirclement stands a magnificent cluster of floating palaces.

Flames raged endlessly around the palace, with black, purple, white, green, and blue flames intertwining and swirling, displaying immense divine power.

Inside the main hall.

A towering figure sat atop the supreme throne, his body nearly ten thousand kilometers tall, resembling an ancient demon god. With each breath, the scorching air exhaled from his nostrils distorted and burned the surrounding void; his jet-black horn pierced the dome, and his body was covered in dense Black Scale Armor.

This person is none other than the supreme ruler of the Yan God Race: Emperor Yan!

"Teacher, you're so unfair!"

Emperor Yan's tone was full of resentment, "Knowing full well that I am irreconcilably opposed to the Human Race, knowing full well that my third junior brother is of Human Race, you were still willing to bestow upon him an extremely powerful Supreme Treasure! Now you even want to transfer the Jie Armor that you bestowed upon me to him as well!"

Of course, he only dared to vent these words at home, and didn't even dare to raise his voice.

The higher you stand, the more you can appreciate the terror of the Mountain Sitting Guest.

With the Origin Soul, the Yan God Halberd, and the Jie Armor —three supreme Supreme Treasure —he was already a Universe Master -tier powerhouse, even though the Jie Armor was only temporarily in his possession.

He had no fear of the likes of the Chaos City Lord and the Master of Mengtu. Even if the most powerful beings among the Universe Master could suppress him, they would have absolutely no chance of killing him!

But in this world, there exists a group of beings who surpass even the Universe Master: the Universe Supreme Being!

Once one enters this realm, one's words truly become law. With a wave of the hand, laws shift; with a thought, one can control the universe, possessing complete dominion over a region. If not for the suppression of the universe's laws, even the Universe Master would be nothing more than a tiny ant.

"Even the Founder of the Giant Axe wouldn't dare to provoke me so easily."

Emperor Yan narrowed his eyes, a cold glint in them. "But Master Mountain Sitting Guest is different—his methods are endless, and he's universally acknowledged as extremely difficult to deal with. No one who has ever provoked him has escaped unscathed! Moreover, he always acts alone, without any ties, and he knows all my cards—if we truly break off relations, I—"

At this point, Emperor Yan couldn't help but shudder.

Looking across the entire universe, the only one who could inspire fear in him was the Mountain Sitting Guest!

"Moreover, I still haven't been able to fully control this Jie Armor."

Emperor Yan raised his hand and stroked his arm. Beneath the scales, a layer of transparent armor slowly emerged. On the surface of the armor, countless complex and mysterious patterns flowed and swirled, unparalleled in their mystery.

"Master Mountain Sitting Guest's skill in refining treasures is indeed unparalleled in the universe. This Jie Armor was originally tailor-made for my third junior brother; other powerful individuals simply cannot recognize it as their master. Although I was fortunate enough to be able to activate it, I could only unleash a portion of its power."

Just like the core of the Star Tower, the Tower Bead Supreme Treasure a supreme treasure. If anyone forcibly claims it as their master, they will only face certain death! Although the Jie Armor is not that domineering, apart from his third junior brother, even he, the Emperor Yan, can only unleash a fraction of Iceberg power.

"Even just a fraction of its power is enough to crush many Top-tier Supreme Treasure."

Emperor Yan stroked the transparent armor and sneered, "Third Junior Brother, if you can truly step into my Yan God Secret Realm and stand before me, for the sake of our teacher, I naturally wouldn't dare refuse to give you this Jie Armor."

"But the prerequisite is—you have to be alive to get here!"

Before he could finish speaking, the smile on Emperor Yan's face suddenly froze. A familiar figure appeared before his eyes without warning.

Emperor Yan rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after confirming several times that it wasn't a hallucination, he jolted awake, quickly rose from his throne, strode forward, bowed deeply, and said with utmost respect, "Teacher!"

The Mountain Sitting Guest glanced at him, his eyes filled with undisguised disappointment.

They're hopelessly hopeless!

He possesses extraordinary physical talent, yet his comprehension is utterly mediocre, his personality is extremely stubborn, and he is utterly cowardly. Despite being bestowed with so many Supreme Treasure, he lacks even the courage to fight to the death in desperate situations and seek breakthroughs!

With him backing him up, even if his identity is exposed, who in this Primal Universe would dare to touch him in the slightest?

Waste!

"Recently, I took on another disciple."

The Mountain Sitting Guest said calmly, "He doesn't have any useful treasures at the moment. Since you've been holed up here all year round and never venture out, that Origin Bead that guards the soul is of no use to you. Just give it to your junior brother."

Emperor Yan:???

Inside the Divine Temple.

A deathly silence.

For a long time.

Emperor Yan's eyes were bloodshot. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Teacher! I refuse to accept this!"

"I am also your personal disciple! My Yan God Race was a clan you personally guided and nurtured! Why?! You are so biased!"

The Mountain Sitting Guest glanced at him sideways. "Favoritism?"

"Go ask around the entire Primal Universe, and see if any other disciple receives the same treatment as you."

"Back then, you didn't hesitate to slaughter your own kind to seize a Supreme Treasure. Do you really think the Founder of the Giant Axe was too lazy to care? If it weren't for me backing you up, do you think you would still be alive today?"

"Haven't I given you enough?"

The Mountain Sitting Guest's voice suddenly turned cold, "I sent you to fight to the death with top-tier experts. Only in dire straits can you touch the true essence of the laws! Did you hear me?"

"I told you to return the temporarily Jie Armor to your third junior brother, and you dare to resist?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The Mountain Sitting Guest, too lazy to argue any further, said, "Hand it over now! I need to go back and modify the treasure to better suit my dear disciple!"

"Teacher!"

Emperor Yan abruptly raised his head, a surge of domineering aura erupting from his body—an arrogant display of self-importance and absolute dominance. He looked at the Mountain Sitting Guest, a defiant smile slowly spreading across his lips, "What if—I don't listen to you?"

Upon hearing this, the Mountain Sitting Guest chuckled softly.

"Then I'll force you to agree!"

The moment the words left his mouth.

Buzz!

A gigantic, Chaos- colored finger appeared without warning above the Yan God Secret Realm!

That finger was enormous and boundless, blotting out the sky and the sun, directly covering the entire star field! The moment the fingertip fell, the void shattered inch by inch, and the laws wailed, like an ancient divine pillar supporting the sky and the earth crashing down!

"Not good!"

Emperor Yan's expression changed drastically. With a long roar that shook the universe, he rushed out of the Divine Temple. His divine Divine Power surged wildly without reservation, and his Black Scale Armor erupted with dazzling divine light. He pushed the power of the three super Supreme Treasure to the limit and did his best to resist!

However.

Boom!

The giant finger of Chaos flicked lightly.

Emperor Yan felt an irresistible, terrifying force sweep over his entire body like a tidal wave. He groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. He was struck as if by a heavy blow and flew away like a meteor!

He smashed through the stars along the way, creating bursts of dazzling light. After shattering countless stars, Emperor Yan finally crashed heavily to the edge of the secret realm, his aura weakened.

"How—how is this possible?!" Emperor Yan collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

This level of strength is absolutely terrifying!

Before he could recover from his shock, the void above his head cracked open again. A majestic Divine Temple slowly emerged, surrounded by an unparalleled aura of Divine Temple. A terrifyingly powerful suction force erupted like a black hole, locking him firmly in place!

"The Treasure Palace Supreme Power and Treasures!"

Emperor Yan's face turned deathly pale as he instantly recognized the grade of this Supreme Treasure. Only an invincible Supreme Treasure that surpasses everything could possess such terrifying absorption power!

He knew very well that once he was suppressed by this Divine Temple and dragged into the small universe of the Mountain Sitting Guest, he would definitely die without a burial place!

"Teacher! I know I was wrong! Your disciple knows he was wrong!" At this critical moment of life and death, how could Emperor Yan dare to show the slightest arrogance? He hurriedly cried out in fear, his tone full of pleading.

The voice of the Mountain Sitting Guest echoed indifferently from the void, "Hand over the Jie Armor, and your Origin Soul."

Emperor Yan gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation, but faced with absolute power, he had no chance to resist. The next moment, two supreme Supreme Treasure, shimmering with brilliant divine light, flew out of his body, transforming into two streams of Flowing Light that disappeared into the void.

The Mountain Sitting Guest casually put away the two Supreme Treasure, not even glancing at him, leaving only a cold remark. "You'd better watch yourself."

As soon as the words were spoken, the figures of the Divine Temple and the Mountain Sitting Guest disappeared into the void.

"Teacher!" Emperor Yan stared at the empty void, a sudden panic gripping his heart.

Without his teacher's protection, and without the Supreme Treasure of his Origin Soul —what is he in this Primal Universe?

Regret surged into my heart like a tidal wave.

If he hadn't betrayed Human Race back then—if he had heeded his teacher's advice and spent years battling powerful opponents to seek breakthroughs—would he be able to reach the same level as the Mountain Sitting Guest now?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he forcibly suppressed it.

"No!"

Emperor Yan clenched his fist tightly, a hint of resentment and madness flashing in his eyes.

"The fault isn't mine! It's the Human Race! It's just a Supreme Treasure, yet they targeted me like that! How petty! Have they forgotten the countless contributions my Yan God Race has made to the Human Race over the years?!"

"And there's the Mountain Sitting Guest! So biased! Absolutely biased!"

He struggled to his feet from the ruins, covered in blood, his eyes fixed on the direction where the Mountain Sitting Guest had disappeared, filled with boundless hatred.

"Just you wait! You all just wait!"

"One day, I will become the Universe Supreme Being! When that day comes, I will make you all regret what you have done today!"