Luo Feng Returns!

Northwest Base City, Limit General Hall.

Inside the enormous Martial Arts Training Hall on the Thirtieth Floor, Yang Zheng was testing the results of more than twenty days of cultivation.

"December 24 already!"

"Luo Feng should be coming out soon. Babata should be making his move on Mist Island any day now..."

Yang Zheng rose and checked the time, feeling an ever-growing sense of urgency.

In fact, all the fog around Mist Island had dispersed a year earlier, after Hong took away the cloud-touching vine.

But a little over five months ago, a Monster Emperor had suddenly appeared on Mist Island. The ensuing battle had turned the island into a lake, and the enormous upheaval had drawn the major powers from across the world to establish a presence there.

Yang Zheng knew perfectly well that Babata, hidden underground, was behind all this. He was drawing the attention of powerful fighters worldwide and luring them over so he could select a suitably gifted successor.

At this point, Yang Zheng could actually go to Mist Island himself and even try to compete for the Yunmo Star Inheritance. After all, he truly needed its secret techniques.

His strength simply was not enough yet.

Once the affair involving the wood bud crystals on Mist Island erupted, it would immediately draw worldwide attention. Without Planetary Level combat strength, a War God could forget about taking part.

Besides, to choose a successor, Babata needed to attract large numbers of powerful fighters from across the globe. The only exception would be if Yang Zheng's talent could amaze Babata at first sight, but he clearly did not possess that kind of talent.

His talent was probably about the same as Luo Feng's.

"Soon."

"I'm about to break through."

Although the Heavenly God Atlas was difficult to cultivate, his spiritual force had already accumulated to its limit. He expected to break through within ten days, which should be soon enough to catch the events on Mist Island.

Two days passed.

In the underground ruins beneath the Amazon Plain, a pitch-black, wild-looking man emerged from a passage, instantly throwing the entire hall into an uproar.

War God Luo Feng had returned!

Starting from the underground base, the news rapidly spread to every major power around the globe. The principal powers-the Five Great Powers, the Two Great Dojos, and the HR Alliance-received the news almost simultaneously.

Every faction was stunned.

Ever since discovering the Ancient Civilization Ruins, humanity had poured vast resources into researching them.

Over the ensuing decades, humanity had deciphered many technologies within them and advanced its own technological capabilities. Yet even now, Earth's technology was still insufficient to fully understand these ruins.

But Luo Feng had spent a year and three months inside despite having translation software. Something unusual must have happened.

The next afternoon, December 27.

A large number of saucer-shaped fighters and Smart Fighter Jets were already parked on the landing pad outside the Limit Martial Hall's Global Headquarters.

Whoosh!

A deep-blue Triangular Fighter slowly descended. Among all these aircraft, however, it hardly stood out, ranking only somewhere in the middle. More than thirty of the fighters belonged to Planetary Level experts.

Clatter!

The hatch opened.

Yang Zheng stepped out in casual clothes.

Yesterday, Luo Feng had returned to Jiangnan Base City. After learning what had happened to his family, he had fought Li Yao and his wife right in the street, only for Venina to threaten him with the lives of tens of thousands of ordinary people.

For the sake of those innocent civilians, Luo Feng had chosen to compromise. But afterward, with ample evidence supplied by a special department of Huaxia Country, he had brought Li Yao and his wife before the Supreme Court for trial.

This trial involved two High-level War Gods, as well as threats against a Councilor's family.

Inside the Supreme Court at the Limit Martial Hall's Headquarters, more than half of Earth's Councilors had gathered, along with a handful of War Gods of considerable standing.

Yang Zheng had also been invited.

"Inspector Liu!"

As soon as Yang Zheng entered the enormous spaceship-shaped building, he ran into his "genius mentor," Inspector Liu He.

"Haha, Yang Zheng!"

Inspector Liu approached with a smile and patted Yang Zheng on the shoulder. "You don't need to call me Inspector anymore. Just use my name, or call me your big brother if you like."

He found the young people of today increasingly difficult to fathom. Luo Feng had been trapped in the ruins for over a year, yet the moment he emerged, he possessed Planetary Level combat strength.

And the young man before him was even more incredible.

Judging solely by the cultivation speed he had displayed, even Luo Feng had not progressed this quickly. In just over two months, he had gone straight from an intermediate War General Level fighter to an Invincible War God and fulfilled the contract originally set for three years.

After mastering the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade and bringing his body's force amplitude to sevenfold across the board, Yang Zheng had challenged the Trial Tower. He had jumped straight from 2.3 to 6.0, achieving a Trial Tower rating that surpassed even Thunder God's.

Thunder God had a flaw in the way his body exerted force, leaving him stuck at stage C of the fifth floor. Hong, meanwhile, had only reached the Trial Tower's sixth floor thanks to his Light Domain.

Of the more than fifty Planetary Level experts worldwide, only a dozen or so had reached the Trial Tower's fifth floor.

The Black God Set went without saying.

But Inspector Liu He truly envied him for the Ancient Civilization Gravity Chamber, which was useful even to Planetary Level experts. Although Liu He could use one himself, it was communal property belonging to the Limit Martial Hall.

"Hmm..."

"Luo Feng!!!"

As Yang Zheng and Inspector Liu He were talking, a young figure approached from outside the hall.

"Luo Feng, let me introduce you. This is Yang Zheng. You've only just returned, so I imagine you haven't heard of him yet," Inspector Liu He said.

"I know about him!"

There was a hint of curiosity in Luo Feng's gaze. After returning home, this genius was the person he had heard about most. If his own rise could be called a legend, then the rise of the young man before him could only be described as a myth.

"War God Yang Zheng, hello!" Luo Feng extended his hand.

"Councilor Luo Feng, hello!" Yang Zheng extended his hand as well.

The two merely exchanged brief introductions, but the sight prompted a chorus of marveling sighs from those around them.

Luo Feng, Yang Zheng!

Two peerless geniuses signed by the Limit Martial Hall in succession. One had disappeared for over a year and returned as a Councilor; the other had risen to become an Invincible War God in just over two short months.

One was twenty-one, the other twenty-two.

Both were equally young, and both possessed equally astonishing talent. Their boundlessly bright futures were enough to make anyone envious.

In the public gallery.

Yang Zheng sat in his assigned seat. Even with Luo Feng ahead of him drawing much of the attention, some people still had their eyes on him, and the vast majority were Planetary Level experts.

This was Yang Zheng's first public appearance. His cultivation speed had inevitably aroused the curiosity of those Planetary Level experts. His Trial Tower rating of 6.0, in particular, meant he attracted no less attention than Luo Feng.

"He's

that Yang Zheng!"

"That's him. He's a Spirit Reader too, but reaching the Trial Tower's sixth floor probably wasn't just a matter of mastering the ninth layer of the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade."

"His strength is probably extraordinary as well. Perhaps in another year or two, he'll be a match for some Councilors."

"So what if he is? As long as he hasn't broken through to the Planetary Level, he'll never catch up to us in speed, special abilities, or the various ways we can fight."

In a few corners of the courtroom's public gallery, some Councilors discussed him in low voices. As they spoke, they released origin force to form a barrier, preventing their words from carrying to Yang Zheng.

After all, talking about him was one thing.

They had no desire to make an enemy of Yang Zheng.