Qin Ming's Strength

Historically, no one had ever accomplished it.

Even Luo Feng in the original story, and Bolan who was stronger than him back then, had both fallen at the first floor of the seventh Trial Tower.

"What a pity... this time, I want to try and break this 'impossible'."

He raised his head, looking toward the nearest first Trial Tower.

Without hesitation, Qin Ming stepped forward, his form turning into a streak of light that shot straight toward the entrance of the first Trial Tower.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Ming arrived before the entrance of the first Trial Tower.

After casually selecting his weapons and equipment, he stepped inside.

The scene before him shifted instantly, and a wave of heat rushed toward his face.

He now stood in a vast, boundless desert world. Yellow sand filled the sky, and the air warped from the intense heat.

First floor, target: ten thousand ferocious beasts, "Blood-haired Mammoths."

Kill them all, or survive for ten days, to enter the second floor.

Each kill earned one point.

Boom!!!!

The earth trembled. Dust and smoke surged to the horizon like a tidal wave.

Over ten thousand Blood-haired Mammoths, each as massive as a small mountain, covered in crimson shaggy fur, tusks like curved blades, locked their blood-red eyes onto the sole intruder and charged with overwhelming force.

Hoofbeats like thunder, yellow sand blotting out the sun—the entire desert world roared in fury.

Facing this beast tide that would make any ordinary stellar-level genius pale, Qin Ming's expression showed not a single ripple. He merely took a light step forward.

Hum!

With him at the center, an invisible wave suddenly erupted outward!

It was no simple domain. Within it, the "sharpness and solidity" of the Gold Law, the "speed and tearing" of the Wind Law, and the "steadiness and heaviness" of the Earth Law were clearly fused!

In the original story, Long Yun, who placed second, had only managed a preliminary fusion of two elemental laws with his domain, making his defense nearly unbreakable. Luo Feng had even lost to him because he couldn't breach it.

Yet the domain Qin Ming now unfolded was one that fused three laws!

Its power far exceeded what others could imagine.

The dozens of Blood-haired Mammoths charging at the front slammed into an invisible wall of bronze and iron, bristling with countless unseen blades!

Their tough hides, capable of withstanding ordinary stellar-level ninth-stage attacks, instantly became covered in countless fine, crisscrossing cuts. Blood sprayed wildly.

They let out agonized roars, their charge abruptly halted, and some were even trampled and knocked down by the surge of their own kind from behind.

Qin Ming's figure moved.

He didn't use any flashy secret techniques. He simply walked, as if on a leisurely stroll, through the chaotic horde of beasts.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The dull thuds came in rapid succession, like dense raindrops.

With every step Qin Ming took, several or even a dozen ferocious Blood-haired Mammoths, not even having time to finish a single cry, crashed to the ground, their life force instantly extinguished.

His movements seemed unhurried, yet carried a flowing, natural beauty that resonated with the rhythm of heaven and earth.

The encirclement of ten thousand ferocious beasts was, to him, no more than a gentle breeze brushing his face.

This was not a battle. It was a performance—elegant, deadly, and belonging solely to Qin Ming.

In less than three minutes.

The last Blood-haired Mammoth collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of yellow sand.

This was only because Qin Ming had been walking at a normal pace. If he had exerted his full power, the fight might have ended in the very first second.

Now, the entire desert world fell into dead silence. Hot wind swept past, leaving only the tens of thousands of massive corpses slowly dissolving into specks of light, and Qin Ming, standing still, his robes undisturbed, his breathing as steady as ever.

[Points increased by 10000.]

The numbers jumped on his wrist screen.

[First floor cleared. Enter second floor?]

"Yes."

Qin Ming's figure vanished.

First Trial Tower, second floor: ten thousand beast-type "Nine-headed Pythons"... higher intelligence, more cunning attacks. The result was the same.

Third floor: one thousand metal-life "Tuoluo Warriors"... a torrent of steel, unable to stop him for a single step.

Fourth floor: one thousand cosmic strange-life "Flying Hou"... ferocious and swift, annihilated into nothingness.

Fifth floor: one hundred Machine Race puppets... precise coordination, crumbled into dust.

Sixth floor: ten Star Beasts "Cang"... bloodlines mighty, fell without a sound.

Seventh floor: Zerg Hive.

Destroying the Zerg Hive earned 10,000 points, instantly teleporting him to the first floor of the second Trial Tower.

Tip: It is recommended to destroy the Hive as soon as possible, otherwise the Zerg it spawns will grow in number and strength.

Qin Ming merely lifted his gaze toward the massive nest, which writhed and pulsed with a heart-shaking aura.

He didn't even approach.

With a flicker of thought, a sword strike fused with the laws and domains of Gold, Wind, and Earth materialized from nothing, swiftly crossing space to pierce precisely into the core spiritual node of the Zerg Hive.

The nest's writhing ceased abruptly, then collapsed entirely and dissipated.

[Points increased by 10,000.]

[First Trial Tower cleared. Enter first floor of the second Trial Tower?]

"Yes."

Qin Ming's figure vanished without pause, entering the second Trial Tower.

For him, the first tower wasn't even a warm-up.

In the Virtual Universe, the Central Plaza exclusive to the 1,008 immortal leaders.

The elimination rounds of the Trial Space weren't broadcast to the entire universe, only updating the points leaderboard in real time.

But at this moment, these immortal existences, embodying the supreme dignity of their respective universe kingdoms, had the authority to watch any participant's trial footage.

They lounged scattered across the plaza, some meditating with closed eyes, others murmuring in low conversation—the atmosphere seemingly calm, yet seething with undercurrents.

After all, the performance of their geniuses directly reflected on their universe kingdom's honor.

Suddenly...

"Wait! What's going on with this kid named Qin Ming?"

An immortal with a single horn on his forehead and a blazing aura exclaimed in surprise, his gaze locked onto the floating light screen before him.

"Such speed! His point gain... it's absurd! He's already left the second place far behind!" A female immortal shrouded in a watery glow also looked over, her voice tinged with astonishment.

"Thirteen! Your Ganwu Universe Kingdom sure hid this well!" Someone immediately turned their gaze to the corner, where the giant Thirteen sat in his scale-armor battle robe, his tone laced with teasing and a hint of displeasure.

"Your external assessment was just 'possibly entering the top thousand'? This is 'possibly'? You guys are way too 'modest'!"

"Yeah, Thirteen, you bunch are pretty sneaky!"

These immortal existences, despite their nearly eternal lifespans, placed immense value on face and the glory of their universe kingdoms.

Everyone wanted their own genius to shine brilliantly and outdo the rest.

Now, the Ganwu Universe Kingdom, which hadn't been favored in pre-match predictions, had suddenly produced such a dark horse, naturally drawing everyone's attention and provoking comments.

"What are you all talking about?"

Thirteen was bewildered by the sudden focus.

He truly hadn't held high hopes for this batch of geniuses from his kingdom, especially Qin Ming. Though he'd earned Ruoxi's "favor," in Thirteen's eyes, he was only at a "passable" level.