Still a One-Hit Kill (Please Follow)

Only a few minutes passed before Wu Yun arrived outside the endless frigid aura. Gazing at that ocean of blue cold, he noted that this distance would be comparable to a single commandery in the Great Xia within the Three Realms; a True God's attack could pierce through it and still maintain its full power.

Swish!

A black-gold rod, only 3cm long, flew out. It was a weapon Wu Yun had specially commissioned, forged entirely from G-grade metal.

He carried a long black-gold rod on his back for close-quarters combat, which had cost nearly ten million points to craft, and each of these 3cm black-gold rods cost over ten thousand points apiece.

Wu Yun had commissioned exactly 1,008 of them.

With Heart Power imbued upon it and launched using his Qi Refining Path techniques, the speed was terrifyingly fast, instantly piercing through King Muchen's Frost Domain.

As the Frost Domain was breached, King Muchen, the master of the domain, was shocked. He saw a streak of black light hurtling toward him at sub-light speed, the frigid aura dissipating along its path.

"The density of this endless cold is so exaggerated that it can suppress even Kings. What kind of attack could be so unstoppable?!" King Muchen felt a chill run down his spine. He had originally intended to condense the cold into a single point to suppress the black streak.

Domain-type treasures were at their most powerful when concentrated, but King Muchen had to abandon the thought as soon as it arose; he still had to suppress the other peak Kings.

He had to use the cold to suppress the flight speed of the other Kings, and once the attack truly arrived, he would switch to a defensive posture.

Domain-type treasures could be used for suppression or as a defensive measure; for instance, condensing it in front of oneself would weaken an attack to a certain degree.

However, this type of defense was too superficial; it could never weaken the impact force the way armor could.

Wu Yun revealed his true form as he attacked. He was clad in black armor, his long black hair falling to his shoulders, with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes—a typical human appearance.

The gazes of those Kings all converged on him. To maintain sub-light speed in the environment of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison—how formidable.

Floating star debris and dust were all obstacles to acceleration.

"Which human King is that?"

"Where did this human King come from?"

The alien races stared at Wu Yun in confusion. Logically, all the Kings on the Outer Realm Battlefield should be well-known, yet no one had any impression of him.

With other Kings approaching to intercept him from the front, King Muchen had to constantly change his position; it would be disastrous if he were pinned down. No matter how strong a domain treasure was, it depended on who was wielding it.

Those approaching the level of an invincible King all had the strength to forcibly snatch it from King Muchen's hands.

The black-gold iron rod quickly arrived before King Muchen.

King Muchen did not let his guard down just because the attack had traveled such a long distance. If the opponent wanted to kill him, they would inevitably burn their divine body. With Immortal divine power imbued on the iron rod to pierce through this distance, the residual power would still be terrifying.

Moreover, his divine body was not currently in its complete state.

The frigid aura, which stretched for millions of kilometers, was vast, but in an instant, it contracted to the size of a palm to block King Muchen.

The iron rod collided with the vortex of cold. There was no earth-shattering explosion as one might imagine; instead, it completely ignored the obstruction of the cold and touched King Muchen's armor.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out, and the armor and divine body shattered instantly. King Muchen likely never imagined, even in death, that this move from Wu Yun could kill him in an instant!

One move, killing a peak King instantly, and that was while he had employed defensive measures.

This was definitely the feat of someone approaching an invincible King, a level of power like that of King Citian, or perhaps the combined attack of an Immortal Bug Race legion.

Even a peak King burning their divine body could not instantly kill another peak King with a single strike, unless they used treasures like poison, but even poison took time to erode.

Under normal circumstances, even if poison entered his body, King Muchen should have been able to leave behind some final words.

Furthermore, for a black rod to fly such a long distance through the endless cold, even poison refined by a Universe Master Mother Emperor should have been worn away and extinguished.

No one could believe what they had just witnessed.

How many people across the entire Outer Realm Battlefield were approaching the level of an invincible King? Every one of them was a peerless figure with a resounding reputation; they were the focus of their respective camps wherever they appeared.

The iceberg fell toward the pitch-black space below. The surrounding peak Kings all had burning eyes; that was a domain-type heavy treasure, something that would make even a true invincible King covet it.

Yet, among the dozens of peak Kings present, not a single one dared to move.

Wu Yun stepped through the void, each stride covering over a hundred thousand kilometers. A wisp of divine power flew from his hand, quietly catching the falling iceberg, his eyes completely ignoring the presence of the other Kings.

He displayed absolute composure and arrogance—it was the confidence of someone truly invincible.

"Such terrifying strength. Does he have a title?" In the distance, the Bug Race Mother Emperor Linyun looked toward her soul slaves. "You lot, have you heard of this King?"

"In reply to Master, I have not."

"I haven't heard of him either."

The King-level slaves shook their heads repeatedly. Linyun had originally intended to contend for the iceberg; with her terrifying strength as a Bug Race Mother Emperor, anyone would be wary of her.

The combined attack of a Bug Race legion was terrifying; a legion of a million World Lord-level warriors could potentially kill a peak King with one strike, let alone Immortal Bug Race members.

But after seeing Wu Yun's strength, Linyun reined in her thoughts.

Fast speed, suspected hidden techniques, and the ability to instantly kill a peak King—such strength naturally entitled him to possess a heavy treasure.

"I see he carries a black rod on his back, wears black armor, and throws a small black rod to attack. Why don't we call him King Black Rod?" a Machine Race King suggested.

"That works. Let's call him King Black Rod."

Wu Yun did not know that he had inexplicably gained the title of King Black Rod. If he had known, he would certainly have renamed himself; after all, for a dignified cultivator, this name was bad for his image.

Picking up the heavy treasure and World Ring left behind by King Muchen, Wu Yun looked coldly at the group of alien Kings nearby. Although they were weak, their sheer numbers could be troublesome.

Wu Yun did not care about a hundred peak Kings, but when the number reached one hundred thousand, even a true Universe Venerable would have to feel fear.

"Tell King Citian to head to this sector." Wu Yun commanded Seven Seas King; he was now preparing to release Venerable Nuoqi and ignite a true chaotic battle.

The most terrifying thing behind this chaotic battle was definitely not the Universe Venerable.

On a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of Kings gathered, what did a Universe Venerable count for? Especially with Venerable Nuoqi's status as a native, everyone's primary target would be to kill him.

Once he was killed, the real chaos would erupt; every faction would go mad fighting over the heavy treasures and the legacies left behind by the natives.

By then, the combined strikes of the Bug Race Immortal legions would only be a minor scene.

"Understood." Seven Seas King obeyed Wu Yun's words absolutely. He knew that his master was ordering him to lead King Citian toward a Universe Venerable, which meant there was a certain probability of falling in battle.

"Master, if I die, please treat my younger brother Long Wu well," Seven Seas King said at the end. His soul was absolutely loyal to Wu Yun, but he still possessed normal emotions.

For instance, his care and protection for his younger brother remained unchanged.