Domain Whip

Two figures stood there, one constantly maneuvering Arc Blades in the air to attack, while the other brandished a staff, defending with such density that not even a drop of water could pass through.

As Luoluobai Muye continued to shift his position, he had long since moved far away from his starting point.

Although Luoluobai Muye had not launched a single attack since the battle began, the fact that the Arc Blades had failed to break through after such a long time placed immense pressure on Sweep.

Because of this, Sweep had no time to retrieve the majority of the Arc Blades scattered across the yellow sand, leaving them to be buried; after all, if he won, he could recall them with a single thought.

Sweep focused all his mental energy on his opponent, concentrating fully on controlling the Arc Blades on the Moon Disk, hoping that a dense barrage of attacks would create a flaw in his opponent's defense.

In the Virtual Universe, Luoluobai Muye had simulated similar opponents, and in over nine hundred life-and-death battles, he had defeated many Psychics.

However, the method Luoluobai Muye used to defeat Psychics was to wear them down, using his impenetrable defense to exhaust the opponent's telekinetic power before using explosive force to close the distance and secure a kill in close combat.

This method was safe, but it was time-consuming; while the telekinetic power of a Universe Rank Psychic was not infinite, it could not be depleted in a short amount of time.

Just like now, the two had been fighting for over ten minutes, and although every time he swatted away an Arc Blade it cost Sweep some telekinetic power, Sweep still retained over ninety-five percent of his energy.

The opponent in this battle was much trickier than the Psychics he had encountered before!

At the very beginning of the battle, Luoluobai Muye had felt a trace of nervousness—reality was, after all, different from the Virtual Universe; in the Virtual Universe, one could respawn after death, but in the real world, no one would resurrect him.

After these ten minutes of fighting, he had finally adapted to the rhythm, and the defense with the Thunder Staff in his hand became increasingly effortless.

He stared at Sweep, who was hovering in the air nearly a thousand meters away, and suddenly exploded with force from his feet, closing two hundred meters in an instant. Taken by surprise, Sweep used all his power to control the Arc Blades to block while drifting backward.

Luoluobai Muye displayed a violent posture, his right hand swinging the long staff even more frantically, his feet continuously bursting with power as his speed finally picked up.

High above, Sweep's eyes flashed with cold light; he had held back a trump card, not having unleashed his full telekinetic power, hoping to grind his opponent down with his Telepathic Weapon. But now that his opponent was charging, he had to go all out, or he would fall into danger once the opponent closed the distance.

More than a dozen of the forty-plus Arc Blades suddenly lost control and fell, while the remaining thirty-six formed a full moon, spinning at high speed to slice toward Luoluobai Muye.

With a loud clang, Luoluobai Muye was shaken back a step; although the full moon was blocked, it used its rapid rotation to dissipate the impact and sliced toward him again.

The combined Arc Blades concentrated their power, no longer as thin as they were in their scattered state, and under the attack of the Moon Disk, Luoluobai Muye was forced to stop, unable to continue his advance.

Under the continuous assault of the Moon Disk, the distance between the two not only failed to close but actually widened by several dozen meters.

"After testing him a few times, this should be his limit..."

Luoluobai Muye felt confident; although the combined Moon Disk was more powerful, it still could not pose a fatal threat to him.

His left hand, which had been empty all this time, moved slightly, brushing against the silver-white Lightning Domain rippling around him as if he were gripping the handle of a whip.

The next moment, the Lightning Domain centered on him suddenly contracted rapidly, turning into threads of lightning that coiled around his left hand.

The domain that had covered several kilometers instantly shrank into a lightning sphere only a few dozen centimeters in diameter, leaving his left hand shimmering with silver-white light, as if he were holding a basketball made of lightning.

Sweep was shocked; although he didn't know what Luoluobai Muye intended to do, it didn't stop him from exerting his telekinetic power to the limit. Without the obstruction of the Lightning Domain, the Moon Disk cut toward Luoluobai Muye at a speed faster than before under his full exertion.

Coordinating with the shifts in his footwork, Luoluobai Muye blocked the Moon Disk's attacks with his right-hand staff, then flicked his left hand. The lightning basketball seemed to turn into liquid, its form shifting as it transformed into a Lightning Whip made of lightning threads!

How fast was the speed of lightning?

In an instant, the length of the Lightning Whip surged, crossing the thousand-meter distance, and the tip of the whip reached right before Sweep's eyes.

Sweep raised his blade and shield simultaneously, trying to block this incredibly long Lightning Whip, but the Domain Whip condensed from a Fourth-Order Domain possessed immense power. His blade was knocked aside, and his shield was pierced through as if it were made of paper!

After piercing the shield, the power of the Lightning Whip diminished slightly, but its speed remained undiminished as it struck into the center of Sweep's brow!

Puff, puff, puff...

Dozens of Arc Blades lost control and fell onto the sandy ground.

Thud!

Sweep's corpse fell from the air onto the yellow sand.

The moment the Lightning Whip pierced Sweep's brow, a transparent, spiderweb-like root—visible only to Luoluobai Muye—suddenly extended from his sea of consciousness, crossing the thousand-meter distance to probe into Sweep's skull through the wound left by the whip.

The pitch-black Seed in his sea of consciousness seemed to brighten for a moment.

In the Virtual Universe, countless spectators watched this scene in stunned silence, a massive uproar breaking out.

Purple Eyes and his companion were equally dumbfounded.

"Oh, I misjudged him," Purple Eyes said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Luoluobai Muye is worthy of his nine-hundred-plus-win streak; to think he could turn his domain into a whip..."

He glanced at Hook Nose: "If you or I encountered such an opponent in a rush, we wouldn't escape without losing a layer of skin..."

Hook Nose nodded: "Indeed, but..."

He laughed, his voice sounding a bit sharp: "Isn't that the reason you and I came to watch a life-and-death battle? In a fight where lives are on the line, there will always be unexpected things happening..."

The audience in the stands displayed a myriad of reactions: some were calm, some indifferent, some unconcerned, some happy because they had won a bet, and others cursing loudly because they had lost money on the wrong wager...

The scenes unfolding in the Virtual Universe were naturally of no concern to Luoluobai Muye.

"Luoluobai Muye wins!"

A booming voice drowned out the howling wind, spreading across the entire planet.

Immediately, a figure appeared in the air not far from Luoluobai Muye, his iron-black combat suit exuding an aura of slaughter.

It was the Domain Lord Rank overseer for this life-and-death battle.

He scrutinized Luoluobai Muye, who stood on the yellow sand, and nodded slightly: "Domain into a whip? Not bad!"

He looked up at the sky: "The life-and-death match is over. Shut down the broadcast."

Immediately, his figure flashed and vanished into the air.

This ability to manifest a domain into a Lightning Whip was not something Luoluobai Muye had known; it was an inspiration Bai Muye had gained after seeing the spider-silk-like roots of Xiao Si, which he had then successfully tested within the Virtual Universe.

After the Domain Lord overseeing the match left, Bastian walked over with his men, a smile on his face, clearly in a wonderful mood.

His slave had won another match. Not to mention how much he had earned from this round, the appearance fee for the next would be even higher; how could he not be pleased?

"Not bad, Luoluobai Muye. You didn't disappoint me. Very good." Bastian rarely used words like "not bad" or "very good" to offer praise.

Bai Muye remained expressionless, responding with silence.

"In light of your hard work, I will allow you to make one reasonable request."

Bastian was already accustomed to his personality and did not mind his coldness, but since his slave was performing well, he decided to show off his "generous" side.

"I want more time to train in the Virtual Universe," Bai Muye said in a low voice.

"Hmm, that request isn't unreasonable. I'll give you a..." Bastian had intended to say a month, but felt that was a bit too long, so he changed his mind on the spot, "Twenty days."

Bai Muye swallowed the retort he wanted to make and remained silent.

His subordinates finished collecting the spoils of war, leaving the corpse of Sweep where it lay.

"Cultivate well." Bastian turned and flew toward the spaceship. "It's a good thing you weren't injured in this life-and-death match. I will arrange the next one as soon as possible..."

He looked back at this slave he was somewhat reluctant to... let go, and for once, dangled a carrot before him: "You have now won 922 consecutive matches. You aren't far from a thousand wins. As long as you can become a Cosmic-level Great Axe Warrior, you will gain your freedom..."

"Freedom!"

These two words made Bai Muye's eyes light up.

To be honest, having a chip shoved into his brain was truly no way for a person to live!

Living a life where everything about oneself, including one's own existence, was controlled by others was like swallowing grit with every breath—every mouthful brought a coarse, agonizing torment!

The pursuit of freedom burned within his heart at every single moment.

Time was a cage, and his heart was a trapped beast!