Returning to the Base City!

An abandoned city, beneath a gloomy sky.

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, the monsters had already scattered when the two lord-level monsters began fighting earlier.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Yang Zheng leaped over like lightning, landing beside the Black-Scaled Ape's corpse. Six throwing knives swiftly carved out its valuable materials.

This time, he had lucked into an easy kill.

The Black-Scaled Ape had just fought the Purple Giant Python. Despite its armored scales and powerful muscles, it had still been affected by the venom.

Even so, Yang Zheng had failed to kill it in a single strike. When several throwing knives pierced its face, they became lodged either in its muscles or in its skull. That alone showed how formidable its defenses were.

The Black-Scaled Ape's only vulnerable spots were its nostrils, mouth, eyes, and neck. Otherwise, it was generally very difficult to kill.

The gemlike protrusion between its brows, in particular, was the toughest part of the Black-Scaled Ape's body, as well as its most valuable material. Even Yang Zheng's throwing knives had bounced straight off it.

Two throwing knives had opened wounds on the first pass, and only on the second had another knife pierced those wounds. The Black-Scaled Ape had died so quickly partly because the wounds had caused the venom inside its body to spread rapidly.

"Slice!"

"Slice, slice, slice!"

The throwing knives swiftly cut apart the corpse to harvest its materials. After quickly collecting the Black-Scaled Ape's valuable parts, including scales from certain areas and the protrusion between its brows, he moved to the Purple Giant Python's corpse.

"One Black-Scaled Ape and one Purple Giant Python, both Advanced Lord Level monsters. Just enough."

Originally, Yang Zheng had only planned to hunt two Intermediate Lord Level monsters. Certification as an intermediate War God would have been enough. After all, actual combat still came down to strength.

He had never expected to chance upon Advanced Lord Level monsters in this abandoned city, allowing him to qualify directly for the title of High-level War God fighter.

Once his strength became widely known in the War God Palace, plenty more people would be losing sleep.

As a landmark of Hongning Base City, the eighty-eight-story Limit Mansion saw heavy foot traffic every day. Fighters with nothing else to do also gathered there.

The thirty-third floor of the Limit Mansion.

"Mr. Yang Zheng, the Black-Scaled Ape is valued at seven billion in Huaxia Currency and 3.5 million contribution points. The Purple Firmament Python is valued at six billion in Huaxia Currency and three million contribution points."

In the hall, a middle-aged woman in a suit quickly gave her final quote as she stood before a large pile of materials. "That comes to thirteen billion in Huaxia Currency and 6.5 million contribution points."

"Fine. Let's do that!"

Yang Zheng nodded. Although the Limit Martial Hall offered slightly lower prices, he would receive contribution points. As a prodigy signed with the Limit Martial Hall, he could hardly afford to have too few of those.

As for money...

As a Spirit Reader at the High-level Peak War God Level, he could earn money easily enough if he was willing to make a few more trips into the Wilderness Zone, provided he avoided provoking King-level monsters.

"Mr. Yang Zheng, thirteen billion in Huaxia Currency has been transferred to your dedicated fighter account. Your contribution rating has also risen to three stars."

The middle-aged woman typed on her laptop. A three-star contribution rating required between one million and ten million contribution points. Reaching ten million points earned a four-star rating.

"Please assess my combat record and reevaluate my title as well," Yang Zheng reminded her. To become a High-level War God, he had to submit the most important materials from two advanced monster lords, both of which he had to have killed personally.

As for combat record assessments, the stronger a fighter was, the less likely he was to falsify them.

"Of course, Mr. Yang Zheng!"

The middle-aged woman was quite respectful. "Mr. Yang Zheng, your combat record has been updated and your title reevaluated. Would you like to join the War God Palace directly and proceed with the strength assessment?"

"No, thank you. Goodbye!"

Yang Zheng smiled faintly and declined her kind offer. He had already collected his Virtual Space helmet in advance. Once his combat record was updated, he could enter the War God Palace directly.

With his backpack on, Yang Zheng walked out of the mansion. A deep-blue fighter jet was hovering slowly in the air outside, startling many of the fighters entering and leaving the building.

Whoosh!

Yang Zheng shot up from the ground and leaped straight through the hovering jet's open hatch, leaving the many fighters at the Limit Mansion dumbfounded.

Clatter!

The hatch closed.

The jet became a streak of deep-blue light, vanishing from the fighters' sight in an instant.

"Destination: Northwest Base City!"

Yang Zheng sat comfortably in the cabin, carefully reading the insights into domains that Hong had given him. Lights from the various components lent the entire cabin a dreamlike atmosphere.

In front of Yang Zheng's seat was a three-dimensional virtual projection displaying the sky outside. It let him watch the scenery and flying monsters at any time.

Hong's insights into domains concerned control over his own gene force, allowing the gene force he released to influence the surrounding environment. Once that influence underwent a fundamental transformation at its utmost limit, a domain would form naturally.

As for how to achieve that, Hong had spent day after day, year after year patiently honing his control. His state of mind had also played a part before his spiritual force and origin force finally resonated and underwent a transformation.

"Of course. How could it be that easy?"

Yang Zheng shook his head. According to Hong's insights, the prerequisite for a domain was releasing gene force to influence the surrounding environment, then causing it to resonate with spiritual force and undergo a transformation.

Fighters also possessed spiritual force, and its quality was no lower than that of Spirit Readers at the same level. This was why spiritual force was suppressed by a fighter's sea of consciousness after entering it.

Compared with Spirit Readers, however, fighters lacked enough spiritual force to project it outside their bodies.

"Fine. I'll improve my spiritual force first. There'll still be time to consider a domain after I break through to the Planetary Level."

A domain was only one aspect of improving his strength. At this stage, Yang Zheng could not devote all his time to developing one.

By comparison...

After obtaining Fundamentals of Psychokinesis, improving his spiritual force was far more important than developing a domain, and it would raise his overall strength the fastest.

Northwest Base City, the Limit General Hall.

It was already late afternoon, and the sun was sinking in the west. Many fighters' family members in the Canglan Residential Area had come out for a stroll, gathered to chat, or joined one another for exercise.

Suddenly-

A streak of deep-blue light cut across the sky, immediately drawing their attention.

"It's a fighter jet!"

"Has someone from Head-

quarters come again?"

They had already seen fighter jets from Headquarters three or four times over the past month or so.

Ever since the Limit Martial Hall had publicly announced Yang Zheng on its official website, everyone in the Canglan Residential Area knew that the chairman's son was an extraordinary prodigy who had signed a special contract with the Limit Martial Hall's Headquarters.

Some even compared him with Luo Feng. Every one of them looked forward to personally witnessing the rise of an Invincible War God.