Earth Federation

Atkin acted faster and more thoroughly than Su Zhe had expected.

With the overwhelming support of eighteen Planetary Level Nine warriors and Psychics, combined with his own Planetary Level Four strength after fusing with the Blacklight Virus and his position as chairman of the HR Alliance, the unification of Earth's various powers went smoothly, like a blade through dry grass.

Washington Base City, America.

This was Atkin's home country, but it wasn't his first target.

The powers on Earth could currently be divided into five great nations, the HR Alliance, the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, and the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

The five great nations included Huaxia, India, the United States, the European Union, and Soviet Russia. Together with the HR Alliance and the Two Great Dojos, that made eight major powers in total.

Atkin had already dealt with the HR Alliance.

Because Hong was unconscious, the War God Palace couldn't be entered. Getting in touch with the War Gods scattered across Earth had become rather difficult.

But that didn't matter.

With the eighteen Planetary Level Nine slaves Su Zhe had provided, Atkin quickly swept aside his first target.

"Master, the European Union has signed the agreement to join the 'Earth Federation.' Two former EU councilors have 'died unexpectedly,' and the rest have all declared their allegiance."

Atkin reported the situation to Su Zhe through his communicator.

"Mm. Handle things as you see fit. Tell me when everything's taken care of."

Su Zhe replied. He was currently on an artificial island deep in the Pacific Ocean.

He'd put some effort into moving stones and metal to build the island himself.

There was no helping it. The best place on Earth to train properly was here with Babata.

Su Zhe had been training here lately, preparing to comprehend the Domain of Fire. After learning a few martial arts techniques, he planned to venture into the universe.

Just as Su Zhe was about to end the call, he heard Atkin speak again.

"Wait, Master. The European Union has submitted, and things in America are almost settled, but as for Huaxia—"

Atkin hesitated. After all, Su Zhe was from Huaxia.

He truly didn't dare act rashly there, afraid he might end up angering Su Zhe.

"As for Huaxia..."

Su Zhe considered it. It was indeed a problem.

"Luo Feng!"

Su Zhe turned and called toward the sea beside him. Before long, the enormous head of the Golden Horned Beast rose above the water.

"What is it?"

Luo Feng asked through telepathy.

"Could you handle Huaxia?" Su Zhe asked. "My dad probably doesn't want to get involved. Let him enjoy his life."

"Me?"

Luo Feng pointed a claw at himself, looking completely bewildered.

"I have no experience managing a power."

Luo Feng shook his head repeatedly.

"As for Huaxia, go ahead and unify Earth if you want. I don't have a problem with it," Luo Feng said.

To Luo Feng, whether Earth was unified wasn't important. What mattered was hatching his clone as soon as possible, then going back to see Xu Xin.

Su Zhe had told him that once his clone had hatched, he could devour his own corpse and use camouflage to take on his original appearance. Even his genes and every other aspect would be exactly the same, so there was no need to worry about any special issues.

So Luo Feng was extremely eager.

"Fine."

Su Zhe nodded. If Luo Feng said so, then there was no problem with unifying Earth.

Anyone who refused to obey could simply be killed.

On the other end of the call, Atkin received Su Zhe's instructions and immediately began to act.

"Take over America, then deal with India and Soviet Russia!"

"Also, we need to bring the Extreme Martial Arts Hall and the Thunder Martial Arts Hall under our control as soon as possible."

Atkin issued his orders to the slaves.

On the Pacific island.

Su Zhe had quite a few techniques available to study. With Babata's help and the insights he'd gained from the techniques he already possessed, he eventually selected the three best suited to him.

They were:

Blade technique: Flowing Fire Blade.

Movement technique: Thousand Shadows.

Soul defense: Void Tower.

The Void Tower only required the Psychic Power of the Black Ink Star Lineage to learn. Su Zhe was technically Hu Yanbo's personal disciple, and he hadn't studied secret techniques like Soul Seal or Possession. No matter what, Babata had to give him this technique.

As for the remaining blade and movement techniques:

Flowing Fire Blade had been created by a World Master of the Black Ink Star Lineage. Trained to its peak, it could achieve a Force Amplitude of eighty-one times. It had nine forms. It wasn't an especially powerful technique, but it would do for now.

Thousand Shadows was a movement technique for warriors, with four levels in total. At the fourth level, one could create more than a thousand afterimages and Phantom Bodies.

It wasn't as valuable as Ten Thousand Line Flow, but it was the finest movement technique for warriors in the Black Ink Star Lineage.

When Babata gave Su Zhe Thousand Shadows, he also passed on Space Control. Space Control was a flying Secret Technique far more precious than Ten Thousand Line Flow. It was a movement technique used by Psychics, which Hu Yanbo had once studied. It wasn't suitable for Luo Feng.

Techniques and Secret Techniques weren't necessarily better just because they were more powerful. Whether they suited you was important too.

After obtaining the three techniques, Su Zhe began his closed-door training.

Most of the time, he practiced the techniques in the Virtual Universe. Occasionally, he went to the Killing Field to test his strength, or to its Decisive Battle Space to fight other geniuses from across the universe.

Without the advantage of the Blacklight Virus in the real world, Su Zhe soon discovered that although his strength wasn't bad and he'd grasped intent at the Star Level, he was merely average compared with the countless geniuses in the vast universe.

Decisive Battle Space.

On a vast grassland, a green-haired young man in white stood before Su Zhe, a long sword in hand. Su Zhe was in poor shape, with the young man's sword having pierced straight through his abdomen.

"Your strength is decent. You have a chance of mastering a domain at the Star Level. Would you like to join the Hundred Tiger Tower?"

The green-haired young man looked at Su Zhe, who was sprawled on the ground.

"The Hundred Tiger Tower?"

Su Zhe shook his head slightly. Wasn't that the power Nuo Lanshan belonged to?

"No..."

"What a pity."

Before Su Zhe could finish speaking, the green-haired young man's sword swept across his throat, killing him.

The scene before him flickered, and Su Zhe was sent back to the Decisive Battle Space's lobby.

Looking at his record, Su Zhe could only shake his head helplessly.

Forty-six battles, seventeen losses.

Rating... five stars.

In the Decisive Battle Space, only six stars counted as a true expert among those of the same level.

Even among warriors of the same level, differences in Force Amplitude, awareness, experience, and weapon skills could lead to enormous gaps in combat strength.

That was where Su Zhe clearly fell short.