Burning Sky King

The dark silver spaceship hovered silently in the boundless starry sky. Lu Ming did not enter the Virtual Universe; his entire focus was immersed in the insights gained from his recent battle, specifically the deeper fusion of that grayish stream of light with the Burning Sky flames.

Suddenly, the ship's detection system issued a warning.

"Master, an energy signature has been detected 90 million kilometers to the front-left. It is confirmed to be the target, Skull Nightmare King, and his squad. There are three King-Level entities in total: Skull Nightmare King is at the peak of King-Level, while the other two are at the high King-Level."

Azure Kite's cold, clear voice rang out.

Lu Ming's tightly shut eyes snapped open, and deep within his pupils, dark red flames and grayish streams of light seemed to intertwine and flash.

"Lock onto the coordinates and approach."

"Understood!"

The spaceship vanished from its position in an instant.

Within a nebula belt filled with colorful auroral debris, three ferocious-looking Machine Race King-Level entities were flying slowly. Their massive metallic divine bodies refracted the aurora, radiating a cold, oppressive pressure.

"According to intelligence, the human Flame Edge was last seen in the vicinity of this star sector. Everyone, be careful."

The leader, Skull Nightmare King, shaped like a giant metallic skull with ghostly blue soul flames dancing in its eye sockets, spoke in a raspy, synthesized electronic voice.

Lu Ming's feat of killing four King-Level entities in a single battle had already earned him a small reputation in this star sector.

However, most of this notoriety was still concentrated within the Monster Race, as Lu Ming had acted too quickly for them to spread the news effectively.

"Skull Nightmare, you are being too cautious. Even if that Flame Edge is strong, would he dare to provoke our Machine Race?"

Beside him, a high King-Level entity shaped like an eight-tentacled mechanical octopus dismissed the concern.

"Exactly. With the three of us working together, even if we encountered a limit King-Level, we could..."

The other, a high King-Level entity resembling a giant metallic scorpion, chimed in.

Before it could finish its sentence!

Hum--!

The void ahead split open without warning, and the dark silver spaceship burst out aggressively. The moment the hatch opened, a figure wreathed in dark red flames shot out like a streak of light, moving faster than thought!

"Enemy attack! It's the human Flame Edge!!"

Skull Nightmare King issued a sharp alarm. Its massive mechanical divine body instantly entered combat mode, and countless cannon muzzles lit up with destructive radiance.

The other two Machine Race King-Level entities reacted with lightning speed; the mechanical octopus waved its countless tentacles, condensing layers upon layers of diamond-shaped force field shields.

The metallic giant scorpion raised its tail hook, and a highly condensed disintegration beam was already primed and ready!

"Hmph, daring to come after us? You're courting death!"

However, Lu Ming did not give them the chance to execute a perfect coordinated strike.

"The usual routine."

His gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at three inanimate objects.

He simply swung the Yan Kong Blade forward in a direct, uncomplicated motion!

"Burning Universe Space-Splitting Slash!"

There were no flashy techniques, only the ultimate expression of power and speed!

A blade of dark red light, condensed to the extreme and imbued with a trace of grayish light, tore through the mechanical octopus's layered force field shields as easily as cutting through thin paper, flashing past its horrified electronic eyes.

Ssh!

The mechanical octopus's massive divine body suddenly froze. A smooth cut appeared at its core, and a grayish hue spread rapidly. The energy and life imprint contained within its divine body dissolved instantly, like snow meeting the scorching sun.

"What!"

"First one."

Lu Ming's figure did not pause for a second. Like a phantom, he appeared above the metallic giant scorpion and struck again with a backhand swing!

The blade light swept past, and the metallic giant scorpion's hard shell—capable of withstanding a star's explosion—was rendered useless. It was sliced open, eroded, and annihilated along with its core!

"Second one."

"This is bad!!"

Skull Nightmare King was filled with shock and rage. It finally unleashed the destructive beam that had gathered all its energy. A thick, ghostly blue pillar of light instantly illuminated the nebula, shooting toward Lu Ming with an aura of total annihilation.

"Die!"

Lu Ming did not dodge or evade. He simply held the Yan Kong Blade horizontally in front of him, dark red flames rising from the blade as the grayish light swam across it like a living creature.

"Break."

With a soft shout!

He unleashed a single slash!!

BOOM!

"How is this possible?!"

Skull Nightmare King was shocked!

The next moment, Lu Ming's figure pierced through the residual energy waves and appeared before it.

"The third."

The blade light flashed once more!

The metal barrier that Skull Nightmare King had constructed with all its might shattered like paper, and the dark red blade glow sliced straight through its body.

"My race... will not let..."

Skull Nightmare King's electronic voice cut off abruptly, its deep blue soul flame dimmed completely, and its massive metallic divine body rapidly turned gray and decayed, eventually crumbling into a pile of lifeless cosmic dust.

Waving his hand to collect the three World Rings and a few precious mechanical remains, Lu Ming did not even glance at the nebula that had returned to silence, turning instead to step into the spaceship that had quietly appeared.

"Azure Kite, next target."

Time flowed on, and the Outer-Domain Battlefield knew no peace.

A hundred years is but a fleeting moment on the cosmic scale, but in the Ninth Outer-Domain Battlefield, these hundred years felt exceptionally long and bloody due to a single name.

The name "Flame Edge" swept across the battlefield like the most terrifying nightmare.

His movements were mysterious and his strikes ruthless; he never entangled himself with alien King-Level experts for long, often killing with a single blow before fleeing a thousand miles away.

The souls lost to his blade, initially from the Monster Race, gradually spread to the King-Level Immortals of the Machine Race, the Bug Race, and even various powerful alien alliances.

His battle record, transmitted through the military system, shocked the human high command and the Hong Alliance time and time again.

His bounty, within the hostile camps, soared all the way to a terrifying figure that made even King-Level Limit experts green with envy.

A century of slaughter, blood staining the star fields.

On this day, Lu Ming temporarily ended his hunt, staying in the training room of the Azure Kite spaceship.

Floating before him was a light screen, listing the statistical results of the past hundred years.

"A hundred years..."

Lu Ming's gaze swept across the screen, his voice calm and ripple-free.

"Total alien King-Level kills: thirty-two."

The list on the screen was clear.

King-Level High: seventeen.

King-Level Peak: thirteen.

King-Level Limit: two.

Behind these two short lines of data lay the total annihilation of thirty-two King-Level Immortals, each a pillar of their respective races—a massive loss capable of inciting the fury of their race's high command!

Among them were even two King-Level Limit experts who stood at the pinnacle of Immortality!

Lu Ming had finally carved out his own King-Level title!

A century of campaigning, a reputation forged in blood and fire.

His fearsome name, known by the codename "Flame Edge" but rooted in the "Burning Sky" technique, had long since swept through the entire Ninth Outer-Domain Battlefield like a destructive storm, spreading toward other cosmic territories.

"Have you heard? That 'Flame Edge' has killed thirty-two alien King-Level experts in just a hundred years!"

"Thirty-two? My god! And that includes two King-Level Limits! This... this is nothing short of a massacre!"

"His blade technique is too terrifying; it's said that even King-Level Peak experts can't withstand a single strike of that dark red flame blade light!"

"And that plant life of his, the Thunderlight Vine, slaughters King-Level Peak experts like dogs!"

"The Monster Race, the Machine Race, the Bug Race... how many King-Level powerhouses turn pale at the mention of his name? They've tried to surround and kill him several times, only to be cut through by him!"

"With strength like this, he is definitely at the Invincible King-Level! Our human race has birthed yet another invincible powerhouse!"