Myriad Skeleton Vortex

A glimmer of longing appeared in Lu Ming's eyes.

"Yet such secret treasures are all rare wonders of the universe, priceless and unavailable! Even with my current status and wealth, I don't even have the qualifications to purchase them. The Virtual Universe Company treasury doesn't grant me access to treasures of that level."

Not enough money, and not enough authority!

That was the reality.

"The only way is to raise my status within the human race!"

Lu Ming's gaze sharpened.

"Once my status is high enough, my authority will naturally increase, allowing me to access those truly top-tier treasures and gain the qualifications to purchase them!"

"Secondly, I must continue to accumulate wealth! With the money I have now, I probably can't even cover a fraction of the cost of such a secret treasure. I have to keep 'grinding'!"

His goal became clear.

Lu Ming set his primary objective for this current stage.

"This first goal is to truly carve out my King-Level reputation here on the Outer-Domain Battlefield! Then, relying on my King-Level strength and sufficient influence, I will join the Hong Alliance!"

The Hong Alliance is a powerful coalition formed primarily by humans, uniting a vast number of other races in the universe.

Joining the Hong Alliance not only signifies status and recognition, but also provides access to a much broader platform and more resources!

"As long as I join the Hong Alliance, my authority will inevitably increase significantly, and my channels for accumulating wealth will multiply! By then, whether it's purchasing secret treasures for a clone or gathering resources for Little Thunder to break through to the Venerable level, everything will be much easier!"

Thinking of this, Lu Ming hesitated no longer.

With a thought, the Meteor Shuttle quietly sailed out of Barracks Base 073, vanishing like a ghost once more into the depths of the vast and dangerous Outer-Domain Battlefield.

This time, he would no longer keep a low profile.

He would carve out a resounding name for himself on this battlefield of billions of races!

He would pave the way for his future ascent to even higher levels!

Inside the Meteor Shuttle's control room, Lu Ming pulled up the detailed star map of the Ninth Outer-Domain Battlefield, his gaze sweeping over several regions marked as extremely dangerous.

"The Yungu Star Belt where I operated before is mostly filled with Marquis-Level fighters; King-Level ones are rare. It is no longer suitable for me."

Lu Ming tapped his finger, and the star map zoomed in rapidly.

"To forge a King-Level reputation, I must naturally go where the King-Level fighters gather!"

His gaze finally locked onto a star region known as the "Myriad Skeleton Vortex."

The Myriad Skeleton Vortex is rumored to be one of the final battlefields of a world-shaking war from the ancient era. Countless powerhouses fell here, and over the long passage of time, their divine bodies, weapons, and spaceship wreckage were pulled together by the natural forces of the universe, forming a massive vortex-like structure over several thousand light-years in diameter.

The space here is extremely unstable, filled with various chaotic energy storms and hidden spatial rifts. Occasionally, secret treasures or inheritances left behind by ancient powerhouses even emerge, attracting a large number of King-Level Immortals from the Ninth Outer-Domain Battlefield to venture, slaughter, and seek opportunities here.

King-Level powerhouses from peak races like the humans, Monster Race, Machine Race, and Bug Race, along with a multitude of other vassal races, roam this death vortex year-round like sharks smelling blood.

"Myriad Skeleton Vortex... this is the place!"

A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

"Only by having enough King-Level fighters fall can a truly supreme reputation be forged!"

If he wanted his King-Level title to resound throughout the Outer-Domain Battlefield and even reach the ears of the Hong Alliance's upper echelons, there was no faster or more direct way than to pave his path with the blood and lives of alien King-Level fighters!

He needed battle records—battle records that would shock the world!

Killing Marquis-Level fighters? That was something he had finished playing with hundreds of years ago. Now, his targets were King-Level!

Those powerful Immortals who served as the pillars of their respective races!

"Little Thunder's current strength is comparable to an ordinary Venerable, and the Nirvana Stardust Venom can even threaten a Venerable... As long as I don't encounter those monstrous 'Invincible King-Level' fighters, I am capable of stirring up a storm of blood in this Myriad Skeleton Vortex!"

Lu Ming was full of confidence.

Furthermore, his own strength was nothing to scoff at either!

"Azure Kite, set the course. Destination—the core region of the Myriad Skeleton Vortex, the God-Burial Gobi!"

"Understood, Master!"

The Meteor Shuttle trembled slightly, instantly accelerating to light speed and performing a space jump, heading toward the Myriad Skeleton Vortex, a place teeming with powerhouses and slaughter.

Lu Ming closed his eyes, adjusting his state of mind, his consciousness immersing itself in the insights of the Burning Universe Space-Splitting Slash.

Although Little Thunder was his greatest trump card, his own strength was equally important.

He intended to push this peak-level ultimate technique to a higher level through combat.

The current Burning Universe Space-Splitting Slash had already been cultivated to the eighth level, corresponding to the peak of the King-Level!

It was already stunning enough; the next step was to create his own secret technique.

That would still take a long time.

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The Meteor Shuttle trembled slightly, instantly accelerating to light speed and performing a space jump, heading toward the Myriad Skeleton Vortex, a place teeming with powerhouses and slaughter.

Lu Ming closed his eyes, adjusting his state of mind, his consciousness immersing itself in the insights of the Burning Universe Space-Splitting Slash.

Although Little Thunder was his greatest trump card, his own strength was equally important.

He intended to push this peak-level ultimate technique to a higher level amidst the heat of battle.

The Burning Universe Space-Splitting Slash had already been cultivated to the eighth level, corresponding to the peak of King-Level!

It was already stunning enough; the next step was to create a secret technique of his own.

That would require far too much time.

Several months later, the Meteor Shuttle silently slipped into the periphery of the Myriad Skeleton Vortex, where the chaotic energy currents and spatial fragments served as its perfect cover.

"Azure Kite, activate the sensors and begin the sweep."

Lu Ming issued the order.

"Understood, Master."

Azure Kite swiftly activated the Sky Patrol Eye, and invisible detection waves instantly swept across a vast area of the surroundings.

A moment later, Azure Kite's voice sounded with a hint of gravity: "Master, according to the Outer-Domain Battlefield intelligence I just accessed, as well as intercepted public bounty information... for the past hundred years, someone has been using the Monster Race's channels to continuously inquire about your specific location with high-value bounties."

Hearing this, Lu Ming raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Who is it?"

"It is the Tear-Chaser King of the Monster Race."

Azure Kite quickly pulled up the relevant data.

"A King-Level high-tier Immortal whose true form is a Dark Nightmare Demon Snake; he is quite notorious within the Monster Race faction."

"Tear-Chaser King?"

Lu Ming pondered for a moment, recalling the intelligence he had obtained after killing the Nightmare Snake Marquis, and a playful arc tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Why is he looking for me? I don't seem to have any history with him."

"Master, the Nightmare Snake Marquis you killed previously was the younger brother of this Tear-Chaser King."

Azure Kite added.

"So that's how it is."

Lu Ming realized, then let out a light chuckle.

"Beat the young one, and the old one comes out. Fine, since he wants to find me so badly, I might as well send him to reunite with his brother. It will save him from pining day and night and adding to his own troubles."

His tone was indifferent, as if he were speaking of a trivial matter.

"Azure Kite, mark the locations of the alien powerhouses in the nearby area."

Lu Ming commanded.

"Let's pick a few 'suitable' targets first."

A virtual screen lit up, clearly displaying the distribution map of alien powerhouses within a range of several light-years.

There were over a dozen light dots representing King-Level powerhouses, and even more, dozens, of Marquis-Level ones, with the Monster Race accounting for a significant portion.