Ten more full days passed. The vast majority of King-Level Immortals had already arrived at Prison No. 0021, and Wu Yun was planning to reveal Venerable Nuoqi's location.
"A Heavy Treasure! King Muchen has a Heavy Treasure!"
A shout echoed through the universe. The Monster Race Immortal who had yelled was gravely wounded, but he chose to burn his divine power and bellow.
His voice swept across an immense area like a clap of thunder on a clear day. Sound traveled far more easily than battles or disruptions in space, and at least a trillion kilometers away, people could hear him.
The safe zone was only ten trillion kilometers across. A shout that traveled a trillion kilometers would reach well over ten thousand King-level experts.
"King Muchen?! A Peak King with a Heavy Treasure?"
"The Space-Time Nightmare Beast he's shouting at is the Monster Race's King Bujie. Looks like he's about to die at King Muchen's hands."
One King-level expert after another turned to look. Some had already started flying toward the battlefield. A Peak King had no right to possess a Heavy Treasure.
Some Peak Kings followed the crowd, too. The emergence of a Heavy Treasure was sure to unleash bloody slaughter. They could make a fortune just by picking up a couple of World Rings afterward.
The weakest King-level experts daring to roam the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison now were High Kings. Initial Kings simply lacked the courage to set foot in an area like this.
Perhaps some had tried before, but they had left as soon as they realized the truth.
King Muchen was a Peak King on the Bug Race's side. He had ventured here with several friends, only to run into King Bujie, a member of the Demon Race Royal Family.
The Demon Race Royal Family was powerful even on its own. Their group had beaten King Muchen's side so badly that they scattered in every direction. In desperation, King Muchen brought out a Heavy Treasure and a special weapon, instantly killing two Peak Kings.
"Do you think exposing my Heavy Treasure will do you any good?" A miniature iceberg sat between King Muchen's brows. His boundless domain covered the area, making things extremely difficult for King Bujie.
A pale blue chill, like thin mist, spread across hundreds of thousands of kilometers, as if it would freeze the universe itself.
The treasure in King Muchen's hands was actually a domain-type Heavy Treasure!
In his hands, it could suppress even an Invincible King. A Peak King's flight speed was reduced to a mere thirty thousand kilometers per second.
If it were a top-tier domain-type Heavy Treasure, King Muchen could probably annihilate King Bujie outright by burning his Divine Body to activate it. That was the destructive power a treasure could bring.
Top-tier domain-type Heavy Treasures were far too precious, worth even more than an Ordinary Supreme Treasure armor. They were valuable enough to tempt a High Universe Venerable.
Ordinary domain-type Heavy Treasures were inferior, but they could still fetch a price comparable to a regular top-tier Heavy Treasure.
Whoosh!
Another silver flash streaked across King Bujie's body. The icy chill seeped inside and annihilated another two percent of his Immortal Divine Body.
But King Bujie's expression remained calm. He knew he was doomed.
Even a Space-Time Nightmare Beast couldn't escape a domain-type Heavy Treasure. He desperately maintained the Space Lockdown, waiting for the other King-level Immortals to arrive on the battlefield.
Light glimmered in his two heads. His golden eye affected space, while his silver eye affected time. Only by combining the two with his Law Domain could he barely hold King Muchen back.
One figure after another raced over. King Bujie taunted him, "King Muchen, I have the bloodline of the Demon Race Royal Family. In the future, a Universe Master of my race will Reverse Time and Space to resurrect me. But what race are you from? What was it called again, the Canger Race? Does a lowly race like yours even have a Universe Master?"
King-level experts from the Demon Race Royal Family, especially Peak Kings, would be resurrected by a Universe Master if they fell. Those from weaker races had to rely on luck.
King Muchen had a Heavy Treasure, too. If he died, his death would be eternal.
"Once I kill you, they won't be able to stop me." King Muchen roared under his breath and brought down his halberd, smashing King Bujie into pieces. He had already used up the special weapon that had let him instantly kill the Peak Kings earlier.
There were many weapons capable of instantly killing a Peak King. Humans had Femo Poison, and other races had similar methods.
The Bug Race had poison personally made by a Mother Emperor, which was even deadlier to Divine Bodies than Femo Poison. The Machine Race had an even wider range of weapons; they even possessed combined weapons that rivaled Heavy Treasures.
"Hahaha! You're not getting away." King Bujie laughed wildly. Other Immortals had arrived outside the icy domain, and space was locked down once more.
Boom!
Then King Bujie exploded.
A light many times more dazzling than a Marquis-Level expert's self-detonation blazed forth. The universe shattered into countless particles, and the scorching heat overwhelmed the boundless chill.
A Peak King's self-detonation was terrifyingly powerful. But no one who dared come here to seize a Heavy Treasure was weak. They remained hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, weathering the waves of the explosion without fear.
King Muchen drew the icy chill into a circle, keeping it tightly around himself.
"A domain-type Heavy Treasure?" Wu Yun had quietly arrived near the battlefield, too. With his Eight-Nine Profound Art, his two powers at the fifth level, and his mastery of the Micro-particle Divine Heart, concealing himself was easy.
Even if he stood right in front of that crowd of King-level experts, they wouldn't notice him.
If it were an ordinary melee, Wu Yun wouldn't be interested, even if the spoils were worth tens of billions or hundreds of billions of Hunyuan.
But an ordinary domain-type Heavy Treasure was worth as much as a top-tier Heavy Treasure.
Even High Universe Venerables would be tempted by it. Most of them used sets of Heavy Treasures, at best.
Whoosh~
Just as the self-detonation neared its end, King Muchen released the boundless chill once more and sped along the safe-zone route at full tilt.
The faces of the Invincible Kings who had come to intercept him changed. A domain-type Heavy Treasure could cover a vast area, slowing down anyone flying in its wake.
King Muchen, however, could maintain a high speed.
If this continued, all he had to do was fly out of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison and reach a place where space fluctuated normally. Then he could teleport away.
"Our Machine Race's King Citian is too far away."
"The same goes for our King Zhoutian. Otherwise, how could we let him escape?"
The Invincible Kings were all frustrated. If King Muchen's Heavy Treasure had been an attack-type, defensive armor-type, or even a sealing-type treasure, he wouldn't have escaped.
But a domain-type Heavy Treasure was simply too powerful.
"Follow him." Some Invincible Kings refused to give up and continued the chase.
If they helped their side's near-Invincible Kings seize the treasure, they would be rewarded with abundant resources.
"This damned Space Lockdown is restricting me, too." Wu Yun had no choice but to fly after them.
The Space Lockdown barred him from traveling through the void. Only someone at the Life-Death Dao Lord level, with a sufficiently powerful Dao that could transcend time and space, could ignore this kind of lockdown.
Whoosh!
Streaks of light swept through the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison. Wu Yun, transformed into trillions upon trillions of micro-particles, could still fly at near-light speed.
The Micro-particle Divine Heart was only a Second-Grade God Heart, but it was wonderfully profound. Anyone who truly understood this God Heart would have a chance of mastering the Matter God Heart.
Being able to maintain his speed while transformed into micro-particles was a sign of Wu Yun's growing skill in applying his abilities.
He was drawing closer and closer to King Muchen. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison might not seem to contain much dense energy, but accelerating within it was extremely difficult.
King Muchen maintained a speed of one hundred and eighty thousand kilometers per second.
Wu Yun, meanwhile, flew at two hundred and seventy thousand kilometers per second. The distance between them kept shrinking.
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