Ten Million Eons

This is at least a monster that appears once in a "ten million eras"!

It is the most precious treasure of the entire human race, a super existence with great potential to grow into a pillar of the race in the future!

And before such an existence truly matures, it is also a "threat" that foreign races must eliminate at all costs!

In the Primal Universe, although the human race is one of the six peak races, it is not without enemies.

Peak races like the Zerg, Monster Race, and Machine Race, along with other powerful forces, have never ceased their assassinations of human geniuses.

Throughout history, countless brilliant talents have fallen into darkness before they could truly shine.

To protect Qin Ming, his true talent must be hidden to the greatest extent starting from this moment!

Especially on the stage of the Peak Genius Tournament, which is watched by the entire universe—the higher the exposure, the greater the risk.

Fortunately, those who can watch the real-time situation inside the seventh Trial Tower are mainly the million geniuses gathered in the Central Plaza, along with some authorized immortals and higher-ups.

Compared to the countless beings across the entire human territory, this base is not particularly vast.

The Virtual Universe Company, using its highest authority to control and block information, is more than capable of handling it.

"All live broadcasts from the Trial Space are temporarily suspended. Subsequent rankings and results will be announced uniformly later."

A cold, unquestionable system announcement echoed above the Central Plaza.

The commotion gradually subsided, replaced by a tacit solemnity.

Everyone understood what this meant.

Inside the Trial Space, Qin Ming was completely unaware of these external changes.

At this moment, he had already arrived on the second floor of the seventh Trial Tower.

Before him were still ten thousand Nine-headed Pythons.

Compared to the Blood-haired Mammoths on the first floor, their intelligence was significantly higher, their attacks more cunning, and their coordination far more exquisite than those mammoths that only knew how to charge, forming a layered, nearly seamless killing network.

But in terms of individual strength, they were roughly on par with the Blood-haired Mammoths of the first floor.

In the face of absolute power and perfect footwork, no matter how exquisite the coordination, it proved futile.

On the contrary, because they possessed intelligence, facing Qin Ming's tens of thousands of clones, they were confused about which one to pursue.

Qin Ming's figure weaved through the rain of venom, the coiling snake bodies, and the biting fangs as if strolling through a leisurely courtyard.

Every flash of his sword precisely struck the weakest points of the snake bodies.

The siege of ten thousand Nine-headed Pythons failed to make him the least bit disheveled; instead, it became a stage for him to display his ultimate control over power.

Third floor, one thousand metal lifeforms—Tuoluo Warriors.

They had no souls and were immune to spiritual attacks, making them the nightmare of illusionists.

But in the face of Qin Ming's physical attacks, which were fused with the power of laws, their defenses were meaningless.

As for countering illusions?

Under the crushing weight of absolute power and laws, so-called "natural counters" were meaningless.

Fourth floor, fifth floor, sixth floor.

One after another, strange creatures, mechanical puppets, and even Star Beasts that had appeared in the lower Trial Towers reappeared at the despairing difficulty standards of the seventh tower, yet they still failed to slow Qin Ming's pace for even a moment.

In fact, this was normal.

The seven Trial Towers had each floor's opponent strength increase according to a certain "gradient" set by the Virtual Universe Company.

Its core purpose was not to block geniuses with insurmountable obstacles, but to comprehensively and progressively test their limits, and to familiarize them in advance with the various enemies they might encounter in the universe.

As long as one could clear the first floor of a tower, proving they had the strength to handle the "basic difficulty" of that level, then the subsequent floors, as long as there were no obvious, completely countered weaknesses—such as an illusionist facing metal lifeforms—the chance of clearing them was not small.

The purpose of placing metal lifeforms on the third and fifth floors was precisely this: to filter out "specialized" geniuses who had reached the pinnacle in one field but had fatal flaws in others.

A true, highly anticipated monstrous prodigy must have as few obvious weaknesses as possible.

Qin Ming clearly met this standard perfectly. Laws, close combat, footwork, defense, soul—what he displayed was a six-sided warrior with almost no shortcomings.

The real trouble was on the seventh floor.

The seventh floor of the seventh Trial Tower was still guarded by—a Zerg Hive.

The Zerg, one of the six peak races of the universe, was a strange race that stood alongside the human race, and was even more terrifying in some aspects.

This was a race that pushed "numbers" and "absolute obedience" to the extreme.

If you said their population was large, it was terrifyingly large—a single Hive could birth billions upon billions of Zerg warriors, forming a horrifying insect tide that drowned star systems. They waged war across the universe relying on this nearly endless quantity.

If you said their population was small, it was pitifully small, because the Zerg warriors fighting on the front lines had extremely low intelligence, barely possessing combat instincts. Only the "Hive" itself counted as a life form with complete intelligence.

Taking the Hive as a unit, the Zerg's "population" was frighteningly sparse.

Every true Zerg Hive was at least comparable to a Sector Lord, and the powerful ones could rival an Immortal.

A single Hive, combined with its nearly limitless supply of troops, was enough to occupy an entire star system, or even rule a vast star domain!

Of course, the Zerg Hive in the Trial Tower had been greatly weakened; otherwise, no Star-level genius could ever pass the seventh floor of the first tower.

But even so, the Zerg Hive in the seventh Trial Tower was still a stage that could only be described as "hopeless."

Because every single Zerg warrior it spawned possessed strength comparable to the top ten super geniuses of this year's Genius Tournament finals!

What was even more terrifying was its "swarm" mode: it spawned three thousand such fearsome Zerg warriors at once!

If the challenger failed to slaughter all three thousand Zerg warriors within a mere twenty minutes, the Hive would, with the support of its energy, spawn another three thousand!

Cycle after cycle, without end.

This meant the challenger not only had to possess the terrifying strength to simultaneously fend off three thousand "finals top ten level" opponents, but also had to maintain an ultra-high-intensity killing efficiency, clearing the field within twenty minutes.

Otherwise, the insect tide would grow larger and larger, until any powerhouse was worn down, exhausted, and utterly drowned.

This was no longer a simple test of strength, but a comprehensive, hellish ultimate trial of sustained combat power, explosive limits, energy control, battle wisdom, and willpower!

Qin Ming stood at the entrance to the seventh floor, gazing into the distance at that enormous nest, slowly writhing and emitting a heart-shaking mental fluctuation. For the first time, his eyes turned somewhat serious.

The previous challenges could be said to have been completely stress-free, but now, he absolutely had to get serious.