The Ninth World Zone.
War halberd in hand, Ling Feng strode openly down the city streets, but his eyes held an ice-cold composure and a murderous chill.
Shards of glass, dried bloodstains, and corpses could often be seen along the streets... For the sake of realism, the Virtual Universe Company left the bodies behind whenever someone was killed.
He walked across the lawn of a residential complex.
Ling Feng's soul power-no, it should now be called thought force.
With a thought, Ling Feng sent his powerful thought force sweeping outward.
On the Dou Qi Continent, a single thought from Ling Feng would have brought the entire continent within his perception. But the gravity here was immense, drastically shrinking his range. He could only sense his surroundings within a thousand meters.
Of course, that was because his strength had been restricted. In the virtual world, Ling Feng could not use Spirit Imbuement on anyone above Star Level. Otherwise, not a single person in this World Zone could have lasted one exchange against him.
Now, however, he was fighting with his own strength and advantages.
After all, with his domains and his comprehension of the Laws of space, he was practically invincible among those at his level.
"Hm?"
Just then, Ling Feng's sweeping thought force suddenly detected something. Immediately afterward, four figures shot out of the high-rises around him up ahead.
"Friend, you actually dare to sweep around with your thought force like that? You're pretty confident."
The four figures spread out. Among them, a dark-skinned, wiry youth sneered, holding a blood-colored scimitar.
"Four."
Ling Feng swept his gaze over the four before him. Having survived until now, each of them probably had at least as many points as he did.
The corners of Ling Feng's lips lifted slightly. It was the