Luo Feng's Death?

"Inspector Wang, do you have business with me?"

Looking at the middle-aged man outside the door, Li Qingxu asked.

"Yes, an unfortunate event has occurred. Since the Dojo Master is in seclusion, I have come to you, the acting Dojo Master."

"News has arrived from Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9: Luo Feng is likely dead."

Inspector Wang sighed as he spoke.

A total of eight War Gods from the Limit Dojo entered Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9 this time, and only five have emerged.

Of those five, two succeeded, three were crippled, and three failed to come out at all.

Generally, those who do not emerge from the ruins alive are presumed dead, and Luo Feng is among them.

"Luo Feng is dead?"

Li Qingxu glanced at him.

If he remembered correctly, he had gifted Luo Feng a Black God Set; surely, he wouldn't have taken that into the ancient ruins.

If that were the case, then he had made a mistake in giving it to him.

"Yes. Shall we notify Luo Feng's family of his death?"

Inspector Wang inquired.

Among the five who emerged this time, the fastest took only three days.

The last one to emerge did so on the fifteenth day.

By standard protocol, if someone does not emerge within three months, they are declared dead.

Before translation software existed, War God fighters entering Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9 would be trapped for as long as seven months because they could neither understand nor read the texts.

However, since the advent of translation software, efficiency has increased significantly, and the longest anyone has been trapped is a month and a half.

The Dojo doubled that duration, setting the death judgment period at three months.

If one fails to emerge from Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9 within three months, they are presumed dead.

"You may notify the families of the other two, but there is no need for Luo Feng."

Li Qingxu waved his hand.

He did not know the situation of the other two, but it seemed Luo Feng was in those ruins to complete an assessment task.

"Understood."

Inspector Wang nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait."

"Have someone tell Luo Feng's family that he is executing a mission for the Dojo and is expected to finish within two years. If anyone dares to harbor ill intent or play petty tricks against his family during this time, kill them regardless of who they are. If you cannot handle it, I will do the killing."

"Even if it is a Council Member."

Li Qingxu's voice was calm, as if killing a Council Member were no different than stepping on an ant.

"Hiss, I understand."

Inspector Wang gasped, his expression changing instantly.

He still remembered the scene that occurred in the War God Palace—that sudden appearance of gourmet food had completely defied the rules of the War God Palace.

He even suspected that Li Qingxu possessed the means to erase the consciousness of everyone who entered the War God Palace.

The door closed automatically, and Li Qingxu returned to the training hall, sitting cross-legged to immerse himself in cultivation once more.

Nine Dao Diagrams, appearing as if nine layers of heaven had descended, flickered in and out of existence around his body.

He no longer paid much attention to the affairs of Earth.

He was simply waiting for Luo Feng to obtain his two opportunities; once that was done, it would be time for him to step into the universe.

Time passed day by day.

There are no airtight walls in this world; news began to circulate that Luo Feng, the Inspector of the Limit Dojo in Jiangnan Base City, had been missing for nearly a year and was likely dead.

Ordinary people expressed their condolences for Luo Feng, who had become an invincible War God at such a young age.

After all, this Inspector Luo had previously resisted the beast tides and was considered a hero.

Inside a villa at the summit of Huayao Peak in the Jiangnan Landscape Residential Quarter of Jiangnan Base City, a beautiful woman suddenly revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

"Retribution! It is truly retribution!"

"Luo Feng, you should have gone down to join them long ago."

"And your family should go down too!"

"No, I cannot act, but..."

The beautiful woman suddenly calmed down, her eyes darting as if she had thought of something.

She immediately picked up an unregistered communicator and sent out the information regarding Luo Feng discovering the Vegetation Spirit on Mist Island and harvesting a large quantity of them.

"Luo Feng, I will watch as your family goes down to join you, one by one!"

On the wall before her hung two black-and-white photographs.

Meanwhile, several factions that had received the news immediately bared their fangs in the shadows.

The importance of the Vegetation Spirit went without saying, and with such a large quantity involved, no one could sit still.

Although Luo Feng was an Inspector of the Limit Dojo, he was already dead.

In an instant, many unfamiliar faces appeared around the Bright Moon Residential Quarter in Jiangnan Base City, where Luo Feng's family resided.

At the same time, inside a room at the headquarters of the Limit Dojo, Hong's three personal guards and five patrol envoys were all present.

"News has come from Jiangnan Base City that personnel from other factions are secretly spying on Luo Feng's family. The Dojo Master and Councilor Li are both in seclusion; should we forcibly notify them?"

"Not for now. Those people are merely spying, so there is no need to pay them any mind. Paper cannot wrap up fire forever; the news of Luo Feng's disappearance will eventually reach them."

"Agreed. We shall follow Councilor Li's instructions: if those people only spy, let them look. But if they dare to make even the slightest move—kill!"

"Understood."

"Wang Yu, why does your killing intent feel so heavy?"

Deep within the Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9, inside a crystal room of the labyrinth.

Luo Feng, his face covered in a beard, had eyes that shone like brilliant stars as he looked down at his communication watch.

Within the labyrinth, the crystal room was translucent and mesmerizing, yet its toughness exceeded that of the scales of a king-level monster; it had trapped Luo Feng for one year and three months.

"BOOM!"

With a thunderous roar, streaks of light shattered the walls of the crystal room and shot outward.

"Finally out."

"I've finally come out!"

A dark figure shouted in excitement, striding out.

"Congratulations, you have succeeded in the death-level assessment task!"

"Please follow the passage ahead to meet me and claim the rewards for your successful assessment."

As the voice rang out, the tough wall formed by black-brown tree roots in front of Luo Feng quickly writhed and parted, forming a passage three to four meters wide.

The passage was deep, and at its end, there was a psychedelic flow of light—the very same light that had formed the crystal walls.

"Finally succeeded. Claim the rewards?"

Luo Feng turned to shoulder his backpack, and then the Sky-Escaping Shuttle flew up.

Passing through the deep corridor, he soon arrived at a hall shrouded in dreamy, colorful light.

Suddenly, a massive amount of colorful light converged, rapidly forming a blurry, tall humanoid figure before solidifying into a bald, crystal-skinned man.

Half an hour later.

"Go!"

"As the first member of the Black Ink Star in five thousand years, although you can never enter the Black Ink Star, I still hope you strive to become the strongest."

"The passage has been opened; you may leave and return home."

Having said this, the bald crystal man dissipated entirely, turning into countless streaks of light.

"Home!"

A tremor of emotion stirred in Luo Feng's heart.

Inside the underground base of the Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9.

This base was built jointly by various factions on Earth; whether it was the five major powers, the two major dojos, or the HR Alliance, all had the qualifications to send people into the Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9.

The many members here also hailed from different factions.

Click-clack~

With a series of sounds, all nearly one hundred members in the base hall turned to look at the gate leading to the Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9.

Unless opened manually, the gate would only open automatically if a War God walked out from within, as the sensing system would detect them.

"Someone is coming out?"