"Killing Field?"
As these three words were spoken, Luo Feng, Hong, and Thunder God all paused simultaneously.
Although it was merely a name, the aura of slaughter and iron-blooded carnage contained within it instantly piqued the interest of these three top-tier experts who had carved their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood back on Earth.
Thunder God rubbed his bald head, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes: "Judging by the name, this sounds like a good place."
Lin Yuan did not keep them in suspense, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly:
"Whether it's a good place or not, you'll know once you go inside. Let's go, we're heading to the Virtual Universe."
The four of them immediately diverted a sliver of consciousness to connect to the Virtual Universe network.
Black Dragon Mountain Island, Nine Star Bay Residential Area.
With a flash of light, four figures appeared out of thin air.
Lin Yuan, familiar with the process, immediately applied for transport services.
The next second, the surrounding scenery shifted, and the roar of noise rushed toward them like a tidal wave.
This was a massive hall so grand it was breathtaking.
As soon as they landed, the gazes of Luo Feng and the others were drawn to the enormous backdrop wall in the center of the hall—it was a drop of blood.
A giant, vivid crimson drop of blood that looked as if it were about to fall at any moment!
Even though they knew it was a virtual projection, the bone-chilling murderous aura hit them head-on, as if declaring that this place was a paradise for the strong and a graveyard for the weak.
"Truly spectacular."
Hong stood with his hands behind his back, his black clothes as dark as ink, yet the battle intent in his eyes was rising bit by bit.
The hall was bustling with noise, with all sorts of cosmic humans weaving through it.
There were ape-men three meters tall, cold warriors covered in scales, and enchanting, alluring alien spirit readers. This place gathered the elites from the entire Black Dragon Mountain Star Sector who hungered for strength.
"This is the Killing Field."
Lin Yuan introduced as he led the three of them forward, "Simply put, this is the most efficient training camp in the entire universe."
"It provides specialized 'Killing Spaces' where you can set up any opponent—whether it be a warrior like yourself, a spirit reader, or all kinds of strange and bizarre cosmic monsters."
"Here, you can fight without restraint; death only results in your consciousness returning, you won't actually perish. This is the best place to hone secret techniques and improve actual combat experience."
Speaking of this, Lin Yuan paused and held up a finger:
"Of course, there is no such thing as a free lunch. The fees here are quite expensive."
"How expensive?" Luo Feng asked curiously.
"Calculated by the day."
Lin Yuan casually rattled off a string of numbers, "A Star Level warrior costs 3 million Black Dragon Coins per day; spirit readers are even higher, 5 million Black Dragon Coins or 3500 Ganwu Coins."
Upon hearing this price, Luo Feng remained calm, but Hong and Thunder God clicked their tongues. For ordinary citizens of the universe, this was simply a money pit.
However, the reason Lin Yuan brought them here today was because he knew Luo Feng was a "big spender." Just a short while ago, Luo Feng had waved his hand and given Hong and Thunder God 500 million Ganwu Coins each!
Ganwu Coins!
That was a high-level currency with a purchasing power a thousand times greater than Black Dragon Coins.
"This little bit of money is a drop in the bucket for you guys now," Lin Yuan laughed. "Life is too dull these days; if we don't find something to get our blood pumping, our bones will start to rust."
On Luo Feng's shoulder, the fist-sized demon Babata also manifested, nodding in agreement:
"Lin Yuan is right. Luo Feng, I was planning to bring you here anyway. Only by repeatedly dancing on the edge of life and death can your rate of improvement reach its peak."
As the four chatted and laughed, they walked toward the counter deep in the hall.
Just then, a commotion erupted ahead.
They saw a burly giant over six meters tall with green skin, glaring with eyes as large as copper bells, spitting as he reprimanded two people in front of him.
Those two were wearing "One-Star Universe Mercenary" badges on their chests, but at this moment, they were shrinking their necks like quails, not daring to even breathe loudly.
"You two pieces of trash! You can't even handle this small matter, and you still want to survive in this business? Get lost! All of you, get out!"
The green-skinned giant's roar made the surrounding air hum with vibration.
Lin Yuan's gaze swept over the giant, his heart stirring slightly.
This image, this aura... that's right, it must be that hidden big shot from the original work, the behind-the-scenes manager of the Killing Field—Man Luo.
Who would have thought that this seemingly crude and irritable green-skinned giant was actually a super high-level executive of the Virtual Universe Company?
"This big guy has a really explosive temper," Thunder God muttered in a low voice.
"Don't stare, that's a big shot."
Lin Yuan reminded them in a low voice, leading the three of them around the center of the storm and arriving at the counter.
Although this scene was comical, it also made everyone feel the strict hierarchy of the universe; after all, since you can't kill people in the Virtual Universe, everyone can act without restraint here.
What they truly feared were those who could make their physical bodies dissipate even in the real world.
After linking his bank account to the Killing Field...
The four of them parted ways for the time being, each beginning their own journey of slaughter.
Lin Yuan entered the Slaughter Space.
"Hum—"
After his vision blurred for a moment, Lin Yuan found himself in the midst of a vast starry sky.
Beneath his feet was a massive meteorite several kilometers in diameter, surrounded by a brilliant galaxy; it was silent and profound, as if he were the only person left in the entire universe.
"Is this... the Killing Field?"
A crisp voice rang out.
Light coalesced, and a small sprite wearing exquisite battle armor appeared before Lin Yuan—it was his intelligent assistant, Ika.
Ika looked around and blinked: "The data simulation level is indeed very high, reaching nearly 99.9% realism."
Lin Yuan flexed his wrists, feeling the surging power within his body, and said indifferently: "Enough talk, let's begin. I can't wait any longer."
"Set opponent: Planetary-level ninth-rank martial artist."
"Quantity: Two thousand."
"Environment: Wasteland Battlefield."
Lin Yuan rattled off the parameters in one breath, then thought for a moment and added: "As for my loadout... I only need one Sun God Weapon; I don't need any battle suits or anything else."
Hearing this, Ika's small mouth opened slightly, and she couldn't help but tease: "Who says you don't need anything else? In my opinion, 'confidence' is your second divine weapon, Lin Yuan."
"..." Lin Yuan laughed in spite of himself.
"Understood! Simulation starting!"
As soon as Ika finished speaking, the previously tranquil starry sky shattered instantly.
Rumble—
The ground shook violently, and the original meteorite instantly transformed into a desolate, dilapidated, dark red wasteland. Gale winds whipped up sand and gravel, and the air was thick with the pungent scent of blood.
Immediately following, dense figures appeared out of thin air all around this wasteland.
Two thousand Planetary-level ninth-rank martial artists!
Some held battle blades, others gripped long spears; although their faces were blurred, the soaring killing intent they radiated was incredibly real.
"Roar!!!"
Deafening roars shook the heavens as two thousand experts simultaneously erupted with Origin Force, rushing toward the lone Lin Yuan like a bursting dam!
The scene was enough to chill the heart of any martial artist of the same rank.
Yet, Lin Yuan, standing at the center of the storm, remained as calm as water.
Dressed in simple clothes that snapped in the gale, he slowly rose into the air and gripped the empty space with his right hand.
"Hum!"
A weapon with a unique design, flowing with dark golden light, appeared in his hand.
"First form, Spine of Sky Light."
Lin Yuan whispered.
The Sun God Weapon in his hand instantly reconfigured, transforming into a long, slender dark golden staff.
Facing the overwhelming tide of enemies, he did not retreat a single step; he simply held the staff in one hand and slammed it heavily into the void below!
"Hah!"
This soft shout sounded like a thunderclap.
Boom!!!
The moment the staff descended, the space in front of him collapsed like a shattered mirror.
A visible, terrifying force spread wildly like a tsunami, and wherever it passed, whether it was rock or the charging Planetary-level martial artists, everything was pulverized!
With just a single strike, the dense charging formation was instantly cleared out; hundreds of martial artists were turned into dust before they could even let out a scream.
"Not over yet."
Lin Yuan's eyes were indifferent, his movements never ceasing.
"Change!"
The Sun God Weapon emitted another clear, resonant hum as countless golden blades instantly disassembled and reconfigured, transforming in the blink of an eye into a massive dark golden longbow—the Sky Patrol Bow.
Lin Yuan drew the bowstring; although there was no arrow, the ambient cosmic energy surged wildly, instantly condensing into a dazzling light arrow upon the string.
"Firefly."
The first technique of the Sun God Weapon!
Snap!
The bowstring vibrated.
The moment that arrow of light was loosed, it split mid-air into thousands of tiny streaks of radiance, resembling fireflies dancing across the sky on a summer night.
Yet, these beautiful "Fireflies" were nothing but lethal scythes of death.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Every streak of light pierced precisely through the center of an enemy's forehead. The speed was as swift as lightning; the power was as unstoppable as a force of nature.
"Rumble—"
After the final thunderous crash, the entire Wasteland Battlefield returned to a deathly silence.
Two thousand Planet-level Tier 9 martial artists had been completely wiped out in less than ten seconds!
Lin Yuan descended slowly onto the devastated earth, the Sun God Weapon in his hand transforming back into a golden light that merged into his body.
The environment distorted, the wasteland vanished, and it reverted back into that quiet, starry Killing Space.
"Too weak."
Lin Yuan shook his head, his face devoid of the joy of victory, carrying instead a hint of listlessness.
"Is this all that pure data simulation amounts to? Although their cultivation realm is sufficient, their combat awareness is abysmal. These Planet-level fighters couldn't even touch the hem of my garment; it was purely target practice."
Ika flew over and spread his hands. "It's just that you're a freak, alright? Using a controller-type divine weapon like the Sun God Weapon to bully ordinary Planet-level fighters is practically a dimensional strike."
"It seems that simple slaughter is meaningless."
Lin Yuan's gaze flickered as he looked into the void. "If I want genuine pressure, I have to go to the Battle Arena and cross blades with the true geniuses of the universe."
Just as he prepared to exit the Killing Space and head toward the more challenging Battle Arena, that long-silent mechanical voice rang out deep within his mind without warning!
[Mission...]
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