Golden Sword Middle Civilization Empire.
On a desolate planet.
More than a dozen Star Level Nine Warriors and Spirit Reader lay dead in pools of blood. Only a muscular young man, three meters tall with a golden scale on his forehead and dressed like Savage, stood there, without a trace of blood on his body.
His gaze fell on the C-class spaceship that was hovering overhead.
" Ai Gulun actually sent a Universe Level being to hunt me down just to capture a mere Star Level being like me? He really thinks too highly of me!"
" Tu Man, how dare you address Immortal God god by his name? However, you little fellow, you do have some talent. I didn't expect you to have even grasped the Earth Origin Law, and your swordsmanship is so fierce. If we had only sent a group of Star Level beings to hunt you down, you probably would have escaped."
A Universe Level powerhouse clad in dark red armor stepped out, hovering in the air on Spirit Power weapon, his gaze fixed on the Savage -looking boy on the ground, a cruel smile on his face.
"Geniuses are great! I love geniuses the most, and killing a genius gives me an even greater sense of accomplishment."
"Want to kill me? You can try!" the Savage boy said coldly.
"Heh, do you really think that just because you've grasped the basics of Earth Law, you can contend with a seasoned Universe Level powerhouse? Naive little brat! Perhaps even if you had a few hundred more years, I still wouldn't be your match, but right now—killing you is as easy as crushing an ant."
The words had barely left his mouth.
A black blade appeared out of thin air, transforming into thousands of tiny blades, and charged towards the Savage boy.
Each of these blades contains the power of a Universe Level expert, capable of easily killing any Star Level.
Universe Level being is far superior to Star Level being, let alone a Universe Level Spirit Reader.
After unleashing this move, the Universe Level Spirit Reader admired his own achievement. He could imagine that with this move, the genius youth before him would be cut into countless pieces of flesh.
Although it's somewhat cruel, the feeling of killing a genius is exhilarating just to think about it.
However, just as the blades were about to riddle the boy with holes, the boy's figure vanished.
What remained in place was a phantom that resembled a water bubble.
Countless blades pierced the solid ground, making a clanging sound; the solid rock was easily sliced open as if it were tofu.
"How could this be? When did he disappear?"
The Universe Level Spirit Reader was stunned for a moment, then spread out his Spirit Power, trying to find the boy's figure.
He quickly manipulated the Spirit Power blades to return.
However, in that instant, the figure of the Savage boy had already flown into the air and appeared not far in front of him.
"This guy... is he going to fight back?"
The Universe Level Spirit Reader was shocked. He had initially thought the other party had escaped using some method he didn't understand. After all, this genius's father was a World Lord Level powerhouse, so it was normal for him to have some escape methods.
But to his surprise, the other party not only did not run away, but instead rushed towards him.
He's going to take on a senior Universe Level Spirit Reader head-on?
Spirit Reader fear close combat, but that's relative. Only when their strength is equal will they fear being approached by a martial artist. If the difference in strength is too great, even if the Spirit Reader gets close, they can easily kill their opponent.
"My greatest skill is not swordsmanship, but saber technique."
A voice came from inside.
Universe Level Spirit Reader, he felt an aura, as powerful as a mountain erupting, rushing towards him.
He only saw a flash of white light.
"Such speed, such skillful swordsmanship! How did he do that?"
The Universe Level Spirit Reader had only one thought left: the combat power of this genius youth before him had completely exceeded his imagination; it was something beyond his comprehension.
His head was sliced open, and countless drops of blood splattered everywhere like a water balloon exploding. His sturdy skull was crushed into dust.
Tu Man landed on the ground, looking at the corpse of the Universe Level Spirit Reader had fallen earlier.
He wiped the blood off his body.
"Father."
Tu Man spoke in a low voice.
"Father, I Tu Man, I will avenge you. However, the enemy is an Immortal God, and I am no match for him. They have found me, and I must live in hiding to survive. From now on, my name is Rong Jun —Father, my name is Rong Jun. Please never forget me."
"Your father is dead, but he will never forget you."
A voice came from inside.
"Who!"
Rong Jun was shocked. He gripped the War Blade tightly, his knuckles trembling with tension.
The voice seemed to penetrate his very soul, yet despite his extreme caution, he had no idea who it was.
The space in front of them rippled slightly.
A colossal, pure white beast slowly emerged.
Rong Jun only glanced at it, but he felt as if his soul was being firmly drawn in. The object in front of him was like a terrifying Black Hole abyss, and he was completely unable to move.
That's incredible.
That's terrifying.
This must be an Immortal God, and an extremely terrifying Immortal God at that.
Rong Jun's father was a World Lord Level expert, so he was not an ignorant bumpkin.
Following his father, he also met those top-tier powerhouses who were Immortal beings.
But no one had ever given him such a terrifying feeling.
"What is this thing? It's not human. Why is it in Human Territory?"
"Just call me Silver Eyes."
The Silver Eyes spoke slowly.
"You little rascal, you have some talent. Not only have you grasped the basics of Earth Law, but you also have a slight understanding of Law of Space, and you've even created a rudimentary sword technique. No wonder my teacher sent me to take you back."
Rong Jun looked away, not daring to look at the pure white behemoth, and only then did he feel his consciousness gradually returning.
He asked in a panic, "Sir, who is your teacher? And why do you want to see me?"
"Little one, don't be afraid or overthink it. My teacher is a genuine Human Race powerhouse. It's a good thing that he wants to see you. This is a rare opportunity that countless Immortal God dream of."
"An opportunity that even Immortal God dream of? How terrifying—" Rong Jun dared not doubt it, nor did he have the right to doubt it. This terrifying guy before him didn't even need to make a move; just a glance from him was enough to render him immobile.
It would be too easy for the other party to kill him.
"I'm willing to go with you to see your teacher."
Rong Jun took a deep breath.
Although this was a choice he had no other option for, he still harbored a sliver of hope and expectation that perhaps meeting the teacher of this terrifying, Immortal behemoth would be a good thing for him.
Ai Gulun is too powerful!
Although he was confident in himself, to take revenge he would have to become an extremely powerful being among the Immortal, which would take a very, very long time, and there was no guarantee of success—but if he had the favor of a great figure, it would be much easier to achieve this goal.
"Congratulations on making the right choice. It seems you're not so old-fashioned after all." The Silver Eyes smiled. "Would you like me to help you kill your enemy?"
Rong Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Lord Silver Eyes, my enemy is a Marquis Level figure."
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Although it wasn't this Marquis Immortal God who attacked his father, but merely his subordinate, this powerful being among the Immortal was someone he could never avoid if he wanted revenge.
" Marquis? Mere ants. Killing one who has been Marquis is no different to me than killing you."
The Silver Eyes spoke calmly.
"Thank you, Lord Silver Eyes, but I'd rather not. I want to avenge my father myself."
Rong Jun suppressed his inner desires.
He was still very wary of the terrifying figure before him, unsure if the other was truly a disciple of a powerful Human Race. What if he was a spy for the Demon Race race—then he would be deeply entangled in the situation.
If the other party wasn't deceiving him, he wanted to meet a great being. If that being accepted him as a disciple, then even if he sought revenge in the future, he would have a great chance.
"Hmm, harboring hatred might help you progress faster. Now that you've made your choice, come with me."
"It's Mr. Silver Eyes."
On the desolate planet, a gust of wind swept by, and the two figures had long since vanished.
In the Dark Universe of the Ganwu Universe Country, an F-class Machine Race spaceship is speeding along, its speed already soaring to 60 times the speed of light.
Luo Feng glanced at Mr. Lu San, who was lying on the recliner with his eyes closed, talking to Babata.
" Babata, weren't you pretending to be dead in front of Mr. Lu San before? Why did you suddenly speak up today?"
"What do you mean by playing dead? I was strategically protecting myself—all for your safety."
Babata grinned and said.
"So, what about today?"
Luo Feng asked.
"It's pointless—" Babata raised a hand. "I suspect that Lu San already discovered me when we first met, but he just didn't say anything. He definitely has Intelligent Life, and his core permissions are much higher than mine."
"Why do you say that, Babata? You are Intelligent Life of Teacher Hu Yanbo, and you have followed him on his adventures through the universe for 60 million years! Are you not as good as Mr. Lu San? He is World Lord!"
" World Lord? What kind of World Lord owns an F-class Machine Race spaceship? Do you know how much this spaceship is worth? It's far more valuable than the intact Yunmo Star Ship. Do you know how long your teacher spent adventuring in the universe to accumulate the funds to buy the Yunmo Star Ship?"
Babata roared.
The Yunmo Star Ship was painstakingly built up by its master, Hu Yanbo, through countless near-death experiences during his adventures on the Outer Domain Battlefield. Babata, who had been with him through it all, naturally understood the hardships he had endured. Now, seeing a World Lord Level being possess a better spaceship, Babata, though unwilling to admit it, was indeed shaken!
"A World Lord Level, piloting F-class Machine Race spaceship, swaggering through the city without any attempt to hide, yet no Immortal God dares to try and steal from him. One can only imagine the depth of his background. In front of such a powerful figure with such a background, I, Babata, am practically invisible. What's the point of hiding?"
" Babata, this Mr. Lu San mentioned to the spaceship's AI that he was heading to the Ganwu Mystic Region. Could it be that a big shot from the Ganwu Mystic Region wants to see us?"
Luo Feng speculated.
It has been quite a while since Luo Feng first stepped out of Earth and arrived on Qiu Long Star. Luo Feng is not an ignorant country bumpkin. He has some understanding of the Ganwu Mystic Region. It is a place where geniuses from the Ganwu Universe Country gather. Only the top geniuses of the Ganwu Dojo or the disciples of Immortal God have the opportunity to go there to cultivate.
"I don't know—but even the Immortal God of the Ganwu Mystic Region wouldn't bestow such an expensive spaceship upon their World Lord Level subordinates. I suspect—perhaps the Ganwu Country Lord to see you!"
" Ganwu Country Lord?"
Luo Feng took a deep breath.
That was the invincible being Babata spoke of, someone who could kill his teacher Hu Yanbo, with a single finger.
The entire Ganwu Universe Country covers an area equivalent to tens of thousands of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire. This vast territory is under the control of this Ganwu Country Lord.
That was a truly invincible powerhouse, surpassing even Immortal.
Their power and influence were immense.
A single sentence can decide the life or death of an Immortal God.
Babata was surprised to guess that the person who wanted to see him was such a terrifyingly powerful expert. Luo Feng glanced at Lu San, who was resting with his eyes closed not far away, feeling both uneasy and excited.