Four Kills

BOOM—!!!

In an instant, endless lightning erupted from the void behind Lu Ming, as if a thunderous star had been born at that very moment! Countless thick, dragon-like purple vines, shining with destructive radiance, instantly flooded the entire starry sky, weaving into a lightning cage that spanned hundreds of millions of kilometers!

The fleeing figure of Shadow-Kill King seemed to strike an invisible wall, forcibly shoved out from the spatial interlayer!

"NO!!!"

It let out a desperate shriek, burning its divine power frantically as the laws of darkness surged wildly, attempting to break through the lightning cage.

But the next moment, those countless lightning vines, like living serpents of thunder, instantly closed in and pierced through!

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—!!!

Dense, hair-raising sounds of penetration echoed out!

Countless lightning vines easily pierced through the divine body Shadow-Kill King had condensed from darkness, binding it tightly, running through it, and pinning it firmly in the starry sky!

"ARGHHH—!!!"

Shadow-Kill King let out a scream of extreme agony, its divine body trembling violently and disintegrating under the erosion and tearing of the endless lightning!

"Die."

Lu Ming spoke indifferently.

BOOM!!!!

The countless lightning vines wrapping around Shadow-Kill King suddenly shone with blinding light, and all the thunderous energy was detonated at this moment! Like a true supernova explosion, the brilliant lightning swallowed everything, annihilating Shadow-Kill King's shattered divine body, along with its unwilling roars, into a stream of fundamental particles!

The lightning gradually faded, and the starry sky returned to a deathly silence, with only stardust formed from the residual energy drifting slowly.

Lu Ming put away the Yan Kong Blade and stood with his hands behind his back in the void, looking at the empty battlefield before him.

One battle, four kills!

The four King-Level powerhouses of the Monster Race, all perished!

An invisible force swept across this silent starry sky.

Four World Rings of varying shapes, radiating powerful energy fluctuations, along with several precious weapons and materials left behind by Tear-Chaser King and the other fallen Monster Race Kings, flew into his hands as if summoned.

With a brief sweep of his divine sense, Lu Ming's face showed no great joy, only a faint whisper: "The net worth of four King-Level powerhouses... not bad, but still not enough!"

"Whoosh—"

A spaceship with smooth lines, entirely dark silver and seemingly forged from stars, appeared instantly beside him, its hatch sliding open silently.

Lu Ming stepped inside, his figure vanishing into the cabin.

"Azure Kite, continue!"

He issued the command.

The dark silver spaceship instantly transformed into a streak of light, tearing through the Dark Universe and speeding toward the most dangerous and opportunity-rich core region of this Ninth Outer-Domain Battlefield.

Sitting on his throne, Lu Ming's gaze seemed to pierce through the hull of the ship.

A cold arc played on the corners of his mouth, and a soaring sense of pride and battle intent surged within his chest.

"This is only the beginning..."

"Monster Race? Bug Race? Machine Race? And those alien King-Level powerhouses who pride themselves on their strength... just you wait."

"This Ninth Outer-Domain Battlefield shall tremble because of my name!"

"I will make my name resound across these billions of stars and strike terror into this boundless battlefield!"

Virtual Universe, a special plane.

Within a magnificent and ancient hall, an atmosphere of eternal immortality permeated the air.

The hall was surrounded by exactly 108 thrones of various shapes, each occupied by a majestic figure.

Some were in human form, while others were aliens with strange features, but without exception, they all radiated a heart-stopping, massive pressure. As their eyes opened and closed, scenes of universes being born and destroyed seemed to flicker within.

"I have summoned you all,"

On one of the thrones, a human Venerable dressed in star-patterned robes, his face shrouded in hazy starlight, spoke slowly. His voice was calm yet carried unquestionable majesty.

"It is based on the latest emergency report returned by the Outer-Domain Battlefield military system. A powerhouse of the human camp, 'Flame Edge', has consecutively killed four King-Level Immortals of the Monster Race camp in star sector WT-8745 within a short period!"

"Four King-Level powerhouses? Tell us in detail!"

On a nearby throne, an alien Venerable, who appeared to be composed entirely of crimson lava, let out a booming voice.

"According to the report and the analysis of residual footage from the battlefield surveillance system,"

The star-robed human Venerable continued.

"These four Monster Race Kings were the peak King-Level 'Tear-Chaser King' and 'Blood Wolf King', the high-level King-Level 'Thousand-Leg King', and... the extreme King-Level 'Shadow-Kill King'."

"What? Shadow-Kill King is dead too?"

"That guy was extremely adept at concealment and assassination, with incredible survival skills. Even he has fallen?"

As these words fell, they immediately stirred surprise among the several Venerables present.

A peak King-Level is an absolute high-end combat force on any battlefield of the Outer-Domain Battlefield; the fall of even one is a major event.

"More importantly,"

Star-Robe Venerable's tone grew a fraction heavier.

"From the outbreak of the battle to its conclusion, the time was extremely short. According to calculations based on the residual energy fluctuations, Flame Edge almost... completed this kill with overwhelming force. In particular, Tear-Chaser King, Blood Wolf King, and Thousand-Leg King were suspected to have been assaulted head-on, rapidly routed, and their divine bodies annihilated. Shadow-Kill King attempted to flee, but was intercepted by the plant lifeform under his command, the 'Thunderlight Vine,' and ultimately perished."

He waved his hand, and immediately, a processed combat recording appeared before the 108 ancient existences seated there.

Although the footage was fragmented due to the excessively violent combat energy, the dark red destructive blade light that crisscrossed the starry sky, the terrifying momentum that easily tore apart King-Level divine bodies, and the final scene of the Thunderlight Vine erupting into a thunderous cage to strangle Shadow-Kill King still caused these knowledgeable Venerables to be slightly moved.

"What an overbearing blade technique! The fire and space fusion laws contained within are no small matter."

"Judging by its momentum, that Thunderlight Vine is at least a peak King-Level plant lifeform."

"To resolve four Monster Race King-Level experts, including Shadow-Kill King, in such a short time—this Flame Edge's strength is by no means an ordinary peak King-Level! I fear... he has already touched upon the realm of Universe Venerables, and can be called an 'Invincible King-Level'!"

A low murmur of discussion erupted within the hall.

Star-Robe Venerable waited for the discussion to subside slightly, swept his gaze across the room, and his voice grew grand: "Everyone, according to the internal management regulations of our Hong Alliance, the human 'Flame Edge' has achieved a fierce battle record, and his strength has been fully verified to far exceed the ordinary King-Level. Although he is not a core member of the Virtual Universe Company, Giant Axe Martial Arena, or others, and has not received an official King-Level title, we have the authority to issue an invitation based on his strength."

He paused, his voice like a booming bell as he declared: "Therefore, I propose that we formally issue an invitation to the human 'Flame Edge' to absorb him into our Hong Alliance! Does anyone have any objections?"

"An Invincible King-Level combat force naturally has the qualifications to join!"

"Seconded!"

"Agreed!"

"No objections!"

One powerful existence after another expressed their stance. Strength is respected; achieving such a glorious record on the Outer-Domain Battlefield is the best passport.

"Good!"

Star-Robe Venerable nodded.

"Since it is passed unanimously, I will immediately arrange an envoy team to go and invite Flame Edge to formally join our Hong Alliance."

As his voice fell, his figure was the first to blur and dissipate from his throne.

Immediately following, the other powerful existences on the thrones also vanished into thin air one by one. In the blink of an eye, only 108 ancient thrones remained standing silently in the grand hall.