Heng Divine Weapon

In the world below, at the Lotte Family base...

Inside a room approximately 25 meters high and covering an area of 360 square meters.

Chen Beixun sat on the sofa, studying the Heng Divine Weapon in his hands.

The Heng Divine Weapon, full name: Nine-Layer Hun-Tian Balance. It is a spiritual force weapon created by combining the 'Origin Laws of Water' with the 'Origin Laws of Space'.

The standard form of the Heng Divine Weapon is a white staff over two meters long and 15 centimeters in diameter, containing 10,081 white, cicada-wing-thin miniature swords.

The first layer: named "Illusion Change Style".

The second layer: named "Sky Escape Style".

The third layer: named "Heavenly Array Style".

The ninth layer: named "Immortal Rival".

If Chen Beixun's strength weren't impressive, and he didn't have the Demon Island Vine by his side, would An Changyan have acted this way?

It was all based on a calculation of interests.

"'Immortal Rival'!" Chen Beixun said with a mocking smile on his face: "There aren't many who can actually train to that level."

Among humans, there are very few World Lords capable of rivaling an Immortal. However, among alien races, there are many, such as the Golden Horned Behemoth, the mechanical race World Lords, and so on.

"Beep-beep!"

Chen Beixun leaned the 'Heng Divine Weapon' against his side, tapped his arm with two fingers, and a projection window popped up.

"An Changyan?" Chen Beixun opened the email and began to read.

"She wants me to spar with her?" Chen Beixun's lips curled into an arc, "How eager to learn."

Slaughter Arena, on a vast grassland.

Chen Beixun stood on the grass holding the Heng Divine Weapon, his gaze cold.

An Changyan held the Yan God Weapon in her left hand and beckoned with two fingers of her right hand.

Whoosh!

Chen Beixun moved, his figure like a ghost, appearing instantly before An Changyan.

His left hand clenched into a fist, slamming violently into An Changyan's solar plexus.

An Changyan spat out a mouthful of blood, her body folding like a shrimp as she flew backward.

Is he a fighter or a controller? An Changyan thought as her body floated in mid-air.

Zzzzzzt—

The grassland vanished.

Chen Beixun appeared on an island within the Slaughter Arena.

I haven't even used the Heng Divine Weapon yet, Chen Beixun thought to himself.

Chen Beixun had originally intended to hold back and spar with An Changyan for a while to get familiar with the Heng Divine Weapon, but he hadn't expected An Changyan to be so weak.

"Chen Beixun!" An Changyan ran over, furious, her chest heaving—a sight both enviable and annoying.

Chen Beixun greeted her with a smile; after all, one doesn't hit a smiling face.

"Hehe, Your Highness!" At this moment, he felt a bit flustered.

Regardless of anything else, An Changyan was his employer, and the Heng Divine Weapon was a gift from her.

An Changyan grabbed Chen Beixun by the hair; because she wasn't tall enough, she had to stand on her tiptoes, looking somewhat clumsy.

Generally, members of the Kekumeng Race can reach over two meters in height, but some grow quite slowly, and An Changyan belonged to this category.

"Are you a fighter or a controller?" An Changyan's face was flushed; the battle had been shared with her parents to watch, and now she had made a fool of herself.

"Are you a fighter or a controller?" An Changyan asked repeatedly, chattering incessantly.

"I cultivate both!" Chen Beixun stated firmly.

"Cultivate both?" An Changyan's eyes darted around, filled with mockery.

"I'll arrange for a fighter from the family to train you properly." An Changyan's voice was incredibly gentle, like bone-melting soup, yet her softest tone sent a chill down Chen Beixun's spine.

The people on the Slaughter Arena island cast their gazes over, one after another, filled with a mix of envy and confusion.

"Your Highness An Changyan," a highly seductive voice called out.

An Changyan, who was just about to put Chen Beixun in a chokehold, stopped and turned toward the sound.

"Who are you?" An Changyan walked in front of Chen Beixun, taking the opportunity to nudge him with her elbow.

"Tonglaiao Family."

"Mirof Tonglaiao," the man said solemnly, "You may simply call me Mirof."

Mirof looked like a scholar, elegant and refined, his gaze enough to bewitch the soul.

"The Tonglaiao Family?" An Changyan scrutinized Mirof, then asked in confusion, "Never heard of them."

"Huh?" Mirof was covered in black lines.

In the Tianchen Empire, who didn't recognize the Tonglaiao Family? This was the ideology he had been indoctrinated with for a long time.

Chen Beixun stepped forward and spoke, "The Tonglaiao Family, eh? I was hired by you lot back when I was at the Star Level."

"Oh, really?" Mirof's face lit up with joy, and he thought to himself, I'll let this kid help me bridge the connection.

Chen Beixun chuckled, "You still haven't paid me for that job."

Mirof was instantly struck dumb.

"Let's go, Your Highness." Chen Beixun turned and walked away, heading down the vast street toward the distance.

An Changyan followed behind him, throwing a punch every now and then to vent her anger.

"Still want to spar?" Chen Beixun swayed his body, dodging the incoming fist, and said with a cheeky grin.

An Changyan's pretty face darkened as she cursed, "Spar your head!"

Chen Beixun laughed, "Which head?"

An Changyan: "Get lost!"

With that, she logged out of the Virtual Universe.

Chen Beixun chuckled a few times, raised his arm, and projected a custom panel for the Slaughter Arena.

After he finished configuring the settings...

Slaughter Arena, on a lush green meadow.

The meadow was vast and boundless. At its center, Chen Beixun gripped the Heng Divine Weapon, the small white blades at both ends of the weapon slightly parted.

At this moment, dozens of Universe Level 9s surrounded him. These Universe Level fighters were all Controllers.

"Kill him!"

Dozens of Universe Level 9s shouted in unison.

The two ends of the Heng Divine Weapon in Chen Beixun's hands suddenly released a total of nine small white blades, which transformed into a triangular blade.

The triangular blade flashed with silver light, its speed far exceeding the telekinetic weapons controlled by ordinary Universe Level 9s.

The triangular blade traced an arc, sweeping across the enemies in front of him in less than 0.01 seconds. Then, it flew toward the enemies behind him in a bizarre, unpredictable trajectory.

He cleanly and efficiently finished off the last few enemies.

The speed was so fast that those dozen Universe Level 9s didn't even have time to react before they died. They remained standing in place as if they were still alive, appearing completely unscathed, without even a drop of blood, as if they were merely dazed.

The Nine Great Divine Weapons were truly the strongest divine weapons, yet also the weakest, as they placed extremely high demands on the user's comprehension of laws and aptitude.

Chen Beixun could be considered a late bloomer, barely managing to execute the first form of the Heng Divine Weapon: "Illusion Change Style."

"Three days already." Chen Beixun looked at the enemies before him and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the world shifted; like switching channels, the scene changed from a meadow to a snowy field.

Ninety-nine Universe Level 9s stood ready, staring fixedly at Chen Beixun the moment they appeared.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

Chen Beixun burst forth with extreme speed, his figure blurring like a phantom as he sprinted across the snow, instantly putting distance between himself and the ninety-nine Universe Level 9s.

He immediately unleashed the first form of the Heng Divine Weapon, "Illusion Change Style," killing 25 enemies.

However, he was also heavily wounded, his speed dropped, and he was unable to continue the fight.

"Again, again!" His eyes burned with fervor.

He trained like this for who knows how many days, with An Changyan occasionally dropping by to spar with him.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the day the World Castle opened arrived.

An ancient castle sat on the dividing line between two worlds. The massive gates of the ancient castle slowly creaked open, welcoming the arrival of adventurers.

Boom—!

The sound was earth-shattering! It echoed and spread to every corner of the world.

It seemed to accept everyone like the sun. Regardless of good or evil, beauty or ugliness, old or young.

As long as one had the strength, there were endless treasures and opportunities. Strength was supreme.

At this moment, all the major powers were shaken! The war was about to begin.

Lotte Family Territory

Chen Beixun led these 27 Universe-level 9th-stage warriors aboard the Machine Race Spaceship.

"How does Your Highness intend to proceed?" Chen Beixun asked with a grin toward An Changyan. An Changyan's eyes flickered with avoidance, and he ran into the Machine Race Spaceship without looking back.

An Changyan had been tormented by Chen Beixun in the Slaughter Arena more times than he could count. He was unskilled yet loved to fight.

There had been progress; An Changyan had basically mastered the Yan God Weapon and could barely execute the first form, the Phantom Sword Style.

An Changyan had eight siblings in total, and he was the youngest, followed by his sister, An Changheng. If one were to ask whose talent was the most outstanding, it would undoubtedly be An Changyan's second brother, An Huanyu.

An Huanyu was already an Immortal. Not just any Immortal, but a King-level Immortal, and one who specialized in the fusion of space and time.

Even Chen Beixun couldn't help but marvel when he heard of this.

(To mention, when a World Lord steps into the realm of an "Immortal God," they trigger the origin of the universe and the sea of laws. At that moment, a massive amount of energy is provided to convert the World Lord's body into an "Immortal Divine Body.")

(Due to this transformation of life, it seems Immortals cannot reproduce. So, assume they were born before their parents became Immortals; furthermore, An Changyan was adopted.)

The two supreme laws of space and time are arguably the most difficult. There are three paths: space as primary with time as auxiliary; time as primary with space as auxiliary; and the final, most difficult path, cultivating both laws simultaneously.

Few Immortals would hope to encounter a King-level powerhouse like An Huanyu in the "Outer-Region Battlefield" or "Secret Realms."

Space locked down, time paused, and finally, execution.

Impossible to guard against!

Outside the World Castle, spaceships flew in the air like locusts.

It seemed the major organizations did not want to engage in a massive conflict outside the World Castle.

A pyramid-shaped spaceship traversed through as if entering an empty land.

"A Machine Race Spaceship! And it's E-grade!"

"Damn!"

Countless spaceships scrambled to avoid that pyramid-shaped vessel.

They even cleared a path, specifically prepared for it.

Inside the control cabin of the Machine Race Spaceship.

"We've arrived!" Chen Beixun stood up abruptly, his ambition burning.

"Disembark!" An Changyan gave the order, the ship's hatch opened, and the group filed out.

Why not fly directly inside? The gate of the World Castle was too small for the ship to enter.

An Changyan walked at the front of the group, followed by several powerhouses, looking quite imposing.

"Move aside!" Pavadode roared at the dense crowd in front of the gate.

The crowd immediately cleared a path.

Chen Beixun, following at the end of the group, couldn't help but lower his posture.

Damn! This habit of mine! Chen Beixun chuckled at himself.

"Your Highness, let's head to the Thousand Blade Land for a bit," Chen Beixun transmitted to An Changyan.

An Changyan turned his head to look at Chen Beixun and replied, "Shouldn't we go straight to the Slanted Axe Tower? That is the safe zone!"

The World Castle is divided into three major areas: the Thousand Blade Land, the Hun-Jin Sea, and the Slanted Axe Tower.

The Thousand Blade Land earned its name from the tens of thousands of Tier 3 Force Weapons embedded in the ground.

In front of the World Castle gate.

Looking inward from the outside, it was pitch black—absolute darkness.

Pavadode and Chen Beixun stood side by side, while An Changyan and his guards were all inside Chen Beixun's World Ring.

The two placed their hands on each other's shoulders.

"Let's go!"

Pavadode and Chen Beixun stepped into it simultaneously.

As the stars shifted and space rotated.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two appeared out of thin air above a vast blue sea, falling at high speed.

Freeze!

Chen Beixun and Pavadode hovered in mid-air.

Chen Beixun raised a hand to shield his face, blocking the sudden, blinding glare.

"Damn it! The Hun-Jin Sea!" Chen Beixun spat viciously, as if the Hun-Jin Sea held a personal vendetta against him.

Bang!

A giant, glowing creature resembling a whale leaped out, kicking up monstrous waves!

The Heng Divine Weapon appeared out of thin air in Chen Beixun's hand, and without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed the first form of the Heng Divine Weapon: the Illusion Change Style.

A streak of silver light flashed by in an instant.

In less than a second, that glowing, whale-like creature was shredded into a bloody mist!

The gore rained down like a crimson downpour, painting everything within sight a deep, vivid red.

In a heartbeat, the blood rain congealed into ice crystals.

They pelted down onto the silent surface of the sea.