Capturing Molossa alive—preventing the other World Beasts from descending to kill it—was originally intended to ensure that the ultimate World Beast King could never be born, offering hope that this current World Beast Calamity could be overcome. But now, that path seemed blocked; matters were unlikely to resolve so simply. Luo Feng conceived of another way...

To enslave Molossa!

Once Molossa became his spirit-slave servant, it would trust Luo Feng absolutely, to the depth of its soul, even willing to die for him. Only then would it speak everything without reservation.

“If the enslavement succeeds, perhaps I can cultivate Molossa into the final King,” Luo Feng mused inwardly. “It might be extremely difficult, but even if the cultivation fails, if it becomes my servant... it will truly serve me wholeheartedly, telling me everything about the World Beast Nest—their strengths, their weaknesses too. To know yourself and your enemy is to be victorious in a hundred battles.”

From any angle, enslaving the World Beast dramatically increased their side’s chances of winning.

“Hiss!”

When the triangular tower-shaped, semi-transparent light merged into Molossa’s body, it emitted a faint sound, and immediately, Luo Feng could no longer sense it.

“Failed?” Luo Feng frowned.

“Hahahaha…” Both of Molossa’s heads roared with unrestrained laughter, their faces filled with disdain. “Lord of the Milky Way, you are too confident. To think you could enslave me? I am a magnificent life form bred in the Sea of Universe. I represent the very essence of destruction, opposing the Primal Universe. And you think you can enslave me?”

Luo Feng said coolly, “To be precise, the King born from ten billion World Beasts is the one that truly represents destruction and opposes the Primal Universe. As for you? You aren’t qualified.”

Molossa’s two eyes stared at Luo Feng, grinning wickedly. “Yes, I’m not qualified, but you are merely a life form bred by the Primal Universe… you think you can enslave me?”

“Watch and see,” Luo Feng replied coldly.

Luo Feng’s fingers twitched slightly. Strands of invisible thread rapidly coalesced before him, billions of them soon forming a bizarre sigil. Within the sigil, characters composed of secret runes depicted the word for ‘Slave’—a text from an ancient civilization. This transparent sigil then shot through the void, plunging directly into Molossa’s body.

Hiss!

A faint sound was heard, and again Luo Feng lost all sensation of the sigil.

“Hm?” Luo Feng frowned.

“How is it?” Molossa was incredibly smug. “Do you have any other tricks? Bring them on! I am a World Beast in the gestation period, equivalent to your True Gods. You are just a True God… how could you possibly enslave me? Hurry up, show me everything.”

Molossa, being suppressed by Luo Feng, naturally took immense pleasure in watching Luo Feng suffer setbacks.

“Hmph.” Luo Feng’s eyes narrowed.

Whoosh!

Two beams of light, emitting a faint golden radiance, shot from Luo Feng’s eyes, intertwining in mid-air. Innumerable golden threads immediately wove together, forming a massive golden net that directly enveloped Molossa’s body, penetrating inside. It too vanished with a crisp ‘hiss.’

“How can this be?” Luo Feng heard Molossa’s sneering laughter echoing in his ears, but he ignored it—it was merely a suppressed World Beast.

“The techniques I used are the supreme enslavement methods from the Duan Dong River lineage, from the Jin World,” Luo Feng found it hard to believe. “I didn’t even sense any resistance; some of the techniques I deployed simply dissipated upon entering the World Beast Molossa’s body.”

Normal enslavement involves resistance from the target.

One side attempts to enslave, the other resists. If resistance fails, enslavement succeeds.

But here, even his supreme enslavement techniques vanished without any sensed resistance, dissolving immediately after entering Molossa’s body.

“And I didn’t sense any consumption of power either,” Luo Feng puzzled. Divine power and World Beast Power usually consumed each other.

But voided divine power attacks wouldn't cause mutual consumption. For example, many True Gods used spirit-soul attacks that could directly penetrate the World Beast’s body to launch a ‘soul shock.’ Yet, his voided divine power attacks… dissipated without encountering any resistance.

“Could it truly be because… it represents destruction? That I am unqualified to enslave it?” Luo Feng shook his head; he was unwilling to give up so easily.

“Perhaps I need to use World Beast Power.”

Luo Feng pondered.

Molossa was supremely smug, openly mocking and ridiculing Luo Feng: “You dare try to enslave me? Hahahaha… Come on, come on, let’s see what else you—Impossible!” Molossa looked at the white-robed man before him in astonishment. Luo Feng’s aura was rapidly changing, and his power was shifting too.

Soon, Luo Feng’s body turned entirely black, radiating an evil aura, as if he were a true World Beast. The only difference was that World Beasts had two heads, while Luo Feng had only one. He couldn't be bothered to alter his appearance completely.

“How can you transform into…” Molossa shook his head immediately. “It must be fake, just an external imitation. Your power definitely isn’t World Beast Power.” Normal World Beasts could mimic the appearance of True Gods and emanate divine power aura, but that was all superficial, not true divine power.

“Oh?”

Luo Feng pointed from a distance. Invisible threads rapidly condensed in mid-air, quickly forming that same sigil again, the ancient civilization character ‘Slave’ inscribed upon it. However, the difference between this sigil and the previous one was that… the power constructing this sigil was World Beast Power burned to its absolute extreme.

The sigil flew swiftly. Molossa grew tense. The sigil plunged directly into its chest.

Hiss!

It penetrated quickly.

“The Realm?” Luo Feng’s eyebrow lifted. Through the ‘sigil,’ he could sense the ‘Realm’ contained within Molossa’s body. Previously, all his techniques had automatically disintegrated upon touching the Realm, preventing any sensation, but this time, after touching the Realm, he easily pierced through and entered.

“No wonder it didn't work before. A World Beast body contains a Realm that resists all foreign energies and powers,” Luo Feng whispered softly.

Molossa’s soul resided deep within this most crucial ‘Realm’ inside its body.

“Roar~~”

The spirit-soul roared, desperately resisting.

The sigil emitted boundless light, forcefully attempting to suppress, trying to cling to the soul, trying to merge with it.

“Roar.” The soul fought with all its might, bolstered by the inherent power within the ‘Realm.’

A stalemate ensued for a long time…

Crack!

The sigil finally disintegrated, and the enslavement failed.

Molossa looked at Luo Feng in disbelief. It truly never expected that a life form from the Sea of Universe, which it considered mere food, could wield ‘World Beast Power’! Although Luo Feng was powerful, in its eyes before, Luo Feng was just slightly stronger food.

If it couldn't kill Luo Feng, it could only blame its own weakness.

But now, its eyes wavered: the weak food could use World Beast Power. Luo Feng hadn't pledged allegiance to a World Beast; if he had truly pledged allegiance, one mere thought from Molossa would have rendered Luo Feng helpless.

Without allegiance or bestowal, Luo Feng could manifest World Beast Power solely through himself.

“You are formidable, far more terrifying than I imagined. But what does it matter? Since its birth, the will of the World Beast has been inherently powerful,” Molossa fixed its gaze on Luo Feng. “The soul is nearly perfect. You want to enslave me? Absolutely impossible! Even if you possess World Beast Power, it is impossible to enslave me.”

Luo Feng, however, smiled. He paid no heed to Molossa’s outwardly fierce but inwardly nervous demeanor.

The last attempt, though it failed, confirmed for Luo Feng that using ‘World Beast Power’ in an enslavement technique could succeed.

“The failure just now means my soul enslavement technique is not yet powerful enough,” Luo Feng thought.

“I need to learn stronger soul enslavement techniques.”

Immediately, Luo Feng sat down cross-legged on the ground, facing the distant World Beast Molossa.

The power of 'One Thought Void,' the suppressing force that compressed space, and the power of the Origin of the Universe—these three layers of power suppressed Molossa, preventing it from self-destructing any of its power.

“Come on, you…” Molossa cursed and taunted incessantly.

But Luo Feng treated it all like a gentle breeze, paying no mind. At this moment, the majority of his consciousness was focused on his divine power clone beneath the ‘Black-Patterned Stone Pillar,’ allowing the clone to study and learn higher levels of soul enslavement techniques under a time flow of ten million times.

Although the birth of his miniature universe and the enlightenment of Chaos evolution had brought immense growth, in the time since becoming a True God, Luo Feng had spent the past year primarily consolidating his insights to bring his strength to its peak. His focus had been on the ‘Star Tower,’ Wu Qi God, and various combat secret arts, etc.

He had never spent energy studying the art of soul enslavement. Before this battle, Luo Feng hadn't even considered enslaving a World Beast.

The higher the foundation, the more profound the enslavement techniques one could learn.

The technique Luo Feng was currently furiously studying was one obtained in the Jin World—a supreme enslavement method. This technique was the ultimate secret art of a super-being who had achieved sainthood under His Majesty the Jin God-King during the era of the Jin Country. It was called Three Stars Realm, considered the strongest soul-like enslavement method in the entire Jin World, surpassing even those personally created by the Jin God-King.

This was specialization: in the art of enslavement, that super-being in the Jin Country was unrivaled.

Three Stars Realm was, in essence, an illusionary restraint-type enslavement technique.

Enslavement methods were categorized as forceful enslavement, illusionary enslavement, and others. Illusionary enslavement involved making the target fall into a trance unknowingly, becoming a servant without realizing it.

Time flowed onward. This ultimate technique was profoundly complex, and in the blink of an eye, over a year passed.

“Luo Feng? Why haven’t you returned?” City Lord Chaos finally sent a query out of impatience.

When Luo Feng captured the World Beast, he had said he needed to extract intelligence from it, asking City Lord Chaos and the others to leave first, promising a quick return. Now, over a year had passed, and Luo Feng had not returned.

Within the ‘miniature universe’ filled with boundless chaotic energy, a Star Tower floated.

Inside the Star Tower, under spatial suppression, the World Beast and Luo Feng faced each other. The World Beast continued to sneer, mock, curse, and provoke, while Luo Feng sat cross-legged, deaf to it all.

“Teacher, I will return soon,” Luo Feng finally replied, taking out a communication token. A vibration on the token a moment ago had sent a jolt through him: the first scroll of Three Stars Realm had been mastered.

“You!” Molossa started, stunned that Luo Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged for over a year, had now stood up.

“I wonder if you can hold on this time,” Luo Feng looked at Molossa.