First Clash with Blood Sword Bolan!

"Xiao Qi, if we leave in our spaceship now, what are the chances of us escaping safely?" Lying on the stone bed in the cave, Luo Zhe asked Xiao Qi telepathically.

After a quick calculation, Xiao Qi replied helplessly, "Master, powerful beings at the Venerable Level are terrifyingly strong individuals who can easily break through the speed of light limit, shatter space, and fly in the Dark Universe with their physical bodies."

"And among the Spaceship you currently possess, the fastest, the E9-class X3 Model Spaceship, can only reach a speed of seven times the speed of light. At that speed, we wouldn't even need two days for the Venerable to catch up."

Therefore, it is not advisable for the owner to make such an unwise move.

Xiao Qi asked, somewhat puzzled, "Master, even among the entire Human Race, Venerable Level experts are among the strongest. Even the rulers of various Universe Country are only Venerable Level. Why are you unwilling to continue cultivating under the Sword Venerable?"

Luo Zhe scratched his head in distress and said, "Of course I know how powerful Venerable Level, but I have too many secrets. What if he gets interested one day and dissects me? Wouldn't I be doomed?"

"And--"

Luo Zhe extended his right hand, and the silver crescent mark on his palm was faintly glowing.

Focus your mind on your dantian.

When Luo Zhe first reached the Planetary Level One, a Miniature Planet appeared in the center of his dantian. As Luo Zhe's strength increased, with each small level increase, another Miniature Planet would appear in his dantian, revolving around the central Miniature Planet just as the Earth revolves around the sun.

After reaching the Planetary Level Nine, Luo Zhe's dantian should contain only nine Miniature Planet Miniature Planet, including the central planet.

But at this moment, around the orbits of the eight Miniature Planet revolving around the central planet, there was an even smaller Miniature Planet orbiting them, just like Satellite orbiting a planet.

When Luo Zhe focused his attention on the smaller Satellite, he discovered that each Satellite had a silver-white crescent mark etched on its surface, exactly the same as the mark on the palm of Luo Zhe's right hand.

"I still don't understand how this mark came about."

Luo Zhe pondered to himself, "Logically, the Na Stone should have melted and embedded itself in my palm, but what exactly is that Na Stone? Why does my body only feel a craving for one piece, while the others don't react at all?"

"Moreover, my sea of consciousness has already merged into my dantian. This situation is probably unique in the entire universe. Even in the memories of ancient beings like 'Generals,' no similar example has been seen. Moreover, the more ancient and powerful a being is, the more interested it will be in such unknown things. It's not impossible that it would dissect me in a heartbeat."

Although I have already decided to train diligently under this Sword Venerable for a while, I should leave as soon as I have the chance.

Laugh!

A red light appeared!

Luo Zhe instantly became alert, lightly touching the ground with his toes and shifting his body to the side to avoid the fleeting red light.

Boom!

The solid stone bed shattered into pieces, sending fragments flying. Luo Zhe's Spiritual Force burst forth, instantly spreading in front of him and blocking the oncoming debris.

Squinting at the source of the red light, Luo Zhe saw Bolan, dressed in white, standing at the cave entrance, gripping his Blood-Colored Longsword. He asked calmly, "You want to kill me?"

Bolan met his gaze, his cold expression unchanged, his eyes like stagnant water, still and calm. Bolan coldly said, "Get up. Your teacher is looking for you."

"You haven't answered my question yet." With a flick of his right hand, Origin Force Staff instantly appeared in his grasp, pointed directly at Bolan. "You want to kill me?"

Bolan tightened his grip on his sword, then loosened it, saying, "My teacher doesn't like me fighting you, and you're too weak for me to handle!"

Luo Zhe's lips curled slightly as he chuckled, "Is that so? We'll only know who's stronger after we fight!"

He's just Stellar Level Ninth Order being. It's not like he hasn't fought them before. In the Decisive Battle Space of the Killing Field, there are countless Stellar Level Ninth Order beings he's clashed with! Moreover, given the Sword Venerable's strength, he probably already knows what's happening here.

In Luo Zhe's view, it was true that Bolan disliked him, but the Sword Venerable probably also wanted to use Bolan to test the quality of his new disciple.

Since that's the case, let's fight! Who's afraid of who!

With a light touch of his toes, his body instantly rushed towards Bolan. The Seven-Colored Origin Force that had been completely assimilated in his dantian flowed through the tendons of his arms into the Origin Force Staff, and the Light Cyan Domain suddenly erupted!

"Disease!"

Clang!

With a light touch, he parried with his Longsword. In Bolan's estimation, he was a whole level stronger than Luo Zhe, with his basic strength alone being dozens of times greater than Luo Zhe's! Moreover, he also had some understanding of the Space Origin Law, so he should at least be able to suppress Luo Zhe.

Unexpectedly, the moment the Long Staff, the immense force emanating from it caused Bolan's expression to change drastically. He was sent flying backward, crashing into the stone wall and shattering it.

Boom!

Bolan rose from the rubble, his loose white robe billowing even without wind, a fleeting, eerie red light flashing across the blade of his Blood-Colored Longsword. "You're courting death!"

He had intended to teach this disrespectful junior brother a lesson, but he hadn't expected to be so careless and fall into Luo Zhe's trap.

"Whoosh!"

A Blood-Colored Sword Light light flashed!

The figure of the white-robed Bolan blurred instantly. The not-so-spacious cave was filled with phantoms of the white-robed Bolan. A rough count Phantom Body at least several hundred of them.

"Hmph! It's just Phantom Body, anyone can do that?" Luo Zhe sneered, and moved swiftly.

Hundred Line Flow!

Hundreds of Phantom Body instantly appeared, forming a network that completely surrounded Bolan's nearly one thousand Phantom Body figures.

The Ten Thousand Line Flow Secret Technique: Each level of the secret technique corresponds to a unique combat style!

Although Luo Zhe could create far fewer Phantom Body than Bolan, Bolan's Phantom Body were scattered and fought independently, unlike Luo Zhe's Phantom Body, which stood in specific positions and had significantly increased combat power.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

One after another, the Phantom Body shattered, and Luo Zhe and Bolan's figures collided with each other before quickly retreating. The clanging of metal against metal was incessant. Invisible wind blades cut the hard stone walls to pieces, and under the impact of strong air currents, they were quickly swept out of the cave.

Swish! A splatter of blood.

A heavy groan rang out.

Luo Zhe covered his bleeding left arm, and a large chunk of flesh could be seen to have been cut away.

Bolan was also in bad shape; his chest was caved in and blood was streaming from the corner of his mouth. If Luo Zhe's blow had been a few seconds stronger, Bolan would probably be lying on the ground instead of standing.

He took out a small bottle of Azure Wave Marrow from his World Ring and drank it down. Instantly, a continuous stream of life energy was generated, surging towards his left hand, and the flesh that had been cut off quickly grew back.

I underestimated you.

The recovery ability of Stellar Level Ninth Order is indeed much stronger. In just a few breaths, Bolan's originally pale face quickly regained its rosy color under the effect of the Origin Force.

Sizzle~

The same Light Cyan Domain spread from Bolan's body—no, not just the Wind Domain, but also the Space Domain, with that solid texture.

It's a combination of Wind and Space Domain!

Luo Zhe frowned. With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that the solidified domain power, as sticky as jelly or rubber, was continuously pressuring his domain back.

Wow!

The Blood-Colored Sword Light shone once more! The sword moved like a whirlwind, swift as lightning!

With an immense pressure, space was constantly distorted by the force, and hundreds of sword-wielding Phantom Body descended like heavenly soldiers, heading straight for Luo Zhe.

"Snort!"

Luo Zhe let out a cold snort, his figure blurred, and he instantly unleashed the "Hundred Line Flow" technique. He slightly spun the Origin Force Staff backward and then thrust it forward!

"The Thrust Formula!"