As Luo Feng and the World Beast engaged, their positions shifted entirely. The Golden Horned Beast avatar, riding a vessel, immediately departed, and the Star Tower's trajectory likewise altered. Given the limited number of small universes scattered across the Sea of Universe, where could it possibly go? At a mere whim of Luo Feng’s mind, the Star Tower instantly relocated to where the Traversing God of Destruction was positioned!

"My Star Tower's path is vastly superior to that of the Golden Horned avatar's journey. This is my true peak combat power!" Battle intent surged within Luo Feng. "I've let it escape twice in successive encounters; this time, it won't get away!"

This was not blind confidence.

It was founded upon absolute strength!

"Whoosh!" The Star Tower instantly teleported, hurtling toward the coordinates provided by the Traversing God of Destruction.

The World Beast Molos stood in the void, enveloped by swirling black mist. Streaks of twisted light extended into the emptiness, ceaselessly devouring the origin of small universes.

It scanned its surroundings with acute alertness.

"I hope the Galactic Lord and the Nine Nether True Master don't appear here," Molos wished inwardly. "If only my strength were greater, if I could become even stronger..." Although there were now several teams of True Gods navigating the Sea of Universe, led by True Gods possessing immense divine power, Molos neither feared nor could harm those teams.

It only dreaded Luo Feng and Nine Nether.

Moments later—

The surrounding space abruptly solidified, startling Molos.

"Hmm?" Molos sharply fixed its gaze on the distance. A nine-story tower had just materialized out of thin air. Seeing this nine-tiered structure, Molos first felt a wave of relief... thankfully, it wasn't a vessel. Both the Nine Nether True Master and the Galactic Lord traveled via vessels.

"No!" Molos's expression immediately twisted in alarm. It realized—this was undeniably the Star Tower, the ultimate supreme treasure renowned throughout the Sea of Universe belonging to the Galactic Lord!

"Why is it you again!" Molos roared in fury.

From one of the tower gates at the base of the Star Tower, Luo Feng emerged, clad in pitch-black armor, a battle blade strapped to his back, his tail swinging slightly.

"Yes, it's me again," Luo Feng stated.

"You... you..." Molos was both furious and enraged seeing Luo Feng. It knew the methods of this Galactic Lord; even if it attempted to flee... the Galactic Lord could immediately trap it, forcing it to expend massive amounts of power using its life-saving ultimate techniques just to escape.

Molos shrieked, "Galactic Lord, don't push things too far! You know yourself... you cannot capture me. Don't force me to truly rage, or I will surely make you regret it."

"Regret?" Luo Feng hovered in the void.

Everything was under control now.

If he could extract some intelligence from Molos, Luo Feng would certainly be willing.

"How would you make me regret it?" Luo Feng deliberately wore a mocking expression. "You? You are no match for me. My human race is a race of the Original Universe; my people's True Gods can reach any of our small universes at any moment. You have absolutely no chance."

Molos spoke in a low voice, "True, I alone have no chance. But what if I summon a cohort of World Beasts?"

Luo Feng's heart clenched.

A cohort of World Beasts?

Heavens.

One World Beast had already thrown the entire Sea of Universe into chaos. If a group of them arrived, it would truly be a nightmare. While his side's True Gods could form teams, how could they possibly resist if the World Beasts also formed organized groups?

"Don't doubt it; I possess that capability."

Molos stated grimly.

This was the truth.

World Beasts were the grandest life forms born in the Sea of Universe. After birthing ten billion World Beasts, their fates dictated that they would devour each other until only one remained—the final King, the true World Beast qualified to represent destruction! Only the final survivor would be worthy of being compared to the Original Universe.

Because only one was destined to live, World Beasts possessed an innate connection to one another.

When Molos escaped, it could sense the other World Beasts. Even if lost in the Sea of Universe, it could return by following that resonance! They could not only sense each other... they could even communicate telepathically. Because of this, if a World Beast wished to avoid the slaughter and escape, it could not evade them!

The other World Beasts in the dim domain sensed that Molos had escaped, but they did not care; eventually, they could simply consume Molos themselves.

"They don't know how incredibly delicious the origin of small universes is, and how it enhances one's strength. If they knew, they would surely fight their way out," Molos thought secretly. "But I cannot yield such a precious opportunity to them; these origins of small universes are mine."

Molos refused to betray them.

If it informed Luo Feng, it would lose its exclusive prize. But if it was cornered and driven to desperation by Luo Feng and Nine Nether... unable to strengthen itself, perhaps even seeing its power diminish, in its rage, it might reveal everything to the numerous World Beasts nested in the dark domain. Even though the majority were unwilling to leave their ancestral lair (by nature, they preferred staying put), still, a few World Beasts who were struggling might be willing to emerge.

Luo Feng noted this silently, then sneered, "Oh? How do you lead those strange beasts? Also... how many World Beasts are there in total in your nest? A small number won't intimidate me."

"Hahaha, if you want intelligence, go investigate it yourself! Go to the World Beast Nest! Don't be like those two cowards who got scared at the periphery and fled! Have the guts to enter the depths of my World Beast Nest!" As Molos spoke, Hong, inside the Star Tower nearby, frowned.

Cowards? One of the two who entered back then was Hong himself!

"Since there's nothing more to say, then we fight," Luo Feng prepared to strike immediately.

"Stop!"

Molos's face changed dramatically. Every time they fought, it took a long time to recover its strength. It was unwilling to clash with Luo Feng again, but Luo Feng held the initiative; even if Molos fled with its avatars now, Luo Feng could trap it. So, it immediately said, "Galactic Lord, let's make a trade."

"A trade?" Luo Feng's brow lifted.

"Yes!" Molos insisted. "I can swear an oath never to attack your human race, never to devour the origin of your small universes, and you won't trouble me. How about that?"

Luo Feng scoffed, "An oath? Are oaths useful?"

"I can swear an oath bound by the rules, using the operational rules of the Sea of Universe as witness. When the rules descend, you will clearly sense it and know I cannot violate the oath. After all, I am also a creature born in the Sea of Universe," Molos hastened to explain. "You must also know that King Zhen Jia and Ancestral God Qiu Yan are on our World Beast side."

Molos had long realized that the Sea of Universe knew the status of those two subordinates because... the various races in the Sea of Universe had already 'isolated' King Zhen Jia and Ancestral God Qiu Yan's factions.

Luo Feng nodded.

"Why do they trust that we World Beasts won't attack them? It is because... of the oath! An oath under the rules!" Molos argued.

"Can the oath of one World Beast represent all World Beasts?" Luo Feng shook his head, unconvinced.

"Of course not. If one allies with us, besides the oath, there are other things... In short, World Beasts will absolutely not attack again," Molos looked at Luo Feng. "If you, Galactic Lord, are willing to join us, I can grant you another source of power, and regarding your so-called World Beast calamity... as long as you join us, you become one of us and won't be affected in the slightest."

Luo Feng understood.

The so-called 'other source of power' was probably the power that Star Master Haolei once utilized—the power possessed by the World Beasts. However, Luo Feng knew that there were no free lunches, not even in the legends of ancient civilizations where powerful nations were destroyed without ever submitting to the World Beasts. This suggested that joining the World Beasts might be another kind of servitude, perhaps even becoming slaves who could not resist.

"Stop the nonsense," Luo Feng commanded coldly.

"If you won't join, then at least we won't be enemies with your human race, isn't that better?" Molos pressed.

"You might escape me, but you can't escape the other World Beasts in the World Beast Nest," Luo Feng stated coldly. "Can you make all the other World Beasts swear an oath not to attack my human race?"

Molos was stunned.

How was that possible...

A powerful beast like Biedi would only grow stronger by devouring other World Beasts. How could it possibly spare the human race?

"Then face death," Luo Feng declared aloud, but he didn't immediately act. He wanted to see if he could use some method to force Molos to divulge more crucial information.

"Damn Galactic Lord, you always force me! I will absolutely not spare you, absolutely not!" Molos finally went berserk, losing all desire for further negotiation with Luo Feng. With a roar, patterns emerged on its body, and under the shroud of ninety-nine patterns, its body violently exploded.

It immediately began to flee in pieces.

Luo Feng watched from afar with a cold sneer. The Youhai avatar, inside the Star Tower not far away, unfurled ten silver wings behind him. He instantly activated the three volumes of the Severance technique, burning his divine power to its limits and channeling it through the Shi Wu Wings to unleash that move.

"Buzz~~~~"

The vast void, spanning several light-years, became saturated with a faint white mist.

This space was already isolated from the outside world and enveloped by immensely powerful restraints. The confining force at this moment far surpassed that of the 'Snowflake World.' Even the Molos avatars, which had fractured into ninety-nine pieces, slowed down their escape, although they were still flying.

"It can still fly," Demon Slaughter Luo Feng, clad in his black-and-white divine armor, watched from afar and shook his head. He was too lazy to use methods similar to cosmic chains.

Because he possessed something stronger.

"Star Tower!"

Luo Feng moved his mind.

Boom! The distant Star Tower instantly erupted with incredibly violent energy, instantly enveloping the range of several light-years. The entire area within the 'Thought Void' was covered. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—the nine entrances at the base of the Star Tower became like nine bottomless whirlpools, madly sucking in everything, generating a bizarre, pulling force. Nine different forces mingled together... In moments, the area spanning several light-years was entirely drawn into this strange vortex world. The intense vortex world was even more powerful than the 'Thought Void'!

The ninety-nine avatars, which had been struggling to accelerate outward, were caught in the endless vortex world of the Star Tower. They began to slow down rapidly, instead being uncontrollably pulled backward...