Luo Feng gazed at the ten miniature universes outside his void. His skin instantly erupted with the supreme Wu Qi Shen technique, channeling a fierce power directly into the Blood Shadow Blade in his hand.
“Annihilate!”
The Blood Shadow Blade ignited!
An intensely brilliant arc of white-gold light swept forth, nearly a light-year long. In a flash, it sliced through the void, impacting the membrane wall of the distant miniature universe. Silently, a scorched scar appeared on the wall, and the blade continued its straight trajectory toward the universe’s core origin.
The core must lie at the very center of any miniature universe.
“Hmm?” On his throne, the Nine-Headed Demon Lord’s expression shifted drastically. “What is this!” He jumped in alarm.
That blade light, possessing limitless might, moved at an unbelievable speed, far exceeding a billion times the speed of light. One must remember that even the floating speed of a corpse suspected to be a God King could surpass that mark—naturally, an attacking blade light would be much faster. Even if the miniature universe was large enough, it was estimated the blade would reach the core in less than half a day.
Wherever the blade light passed, plane spaces shattered, and countless lives within them perished.
“What a terrifying blade light. It must be Luo Feng, it absolutely has to be him!” The Nine-Headed Demon Lord roared, filled with fury and disbelief.
The Void Beasts would not attack him.
Amongst the powerhouses of the various races in the Sea of Universes, no one else could accomplish this; only Luo Feng stood a chance. However, the Nine-Headed Demon Lord had not anticipated Luo Feng would be this formidable. “I cannot let him destroy the origin!” The Nine-Headed Demon Lord absolutely forbade such an outcome.
Swish!
He instantly teleported. The Nine-Headed Demon Lord, aboard a golden vessel that rapidly extended to a light-year in length, materialized in the void just outside one of the plane spaces, directly intercepting the path of the white-gold blade light.
“I refuse to believe that you can destroy this True God-level treasure,” the Nine-Headed Demon Lord gritted out, referring to his ship. Even a Void True God could not destroy a True God weapon, let alone a vessel best known for resisting material attacks.
“It’s coming,” the Nine-Headed Demon Lord braced himself, holding his breath.
Boom!
The massive, dazzling arc of white-gold blade light slammed directly into the golden vessel before abruptly shuddering. The arc exploded outward, transforming into endless shockwaves that swept in all directions. Immediately, surrounding plane spaces shattered like bubbles, and countless lives were annihilated before they could even react.
The vessel itself groaned under the impact, shaking violently, while being flung backward at high speed.
“Hmm?” Luo Feng, hovering in the void outside the miniature universe, frowned.
“It seems I have to go inside.”
Luo Feng guided the Star Tower, crashing it through the membrane wall, and charged in, blinking through successive teleports toward the interior.
“Stop.” Inside the tumbling vessel, the Nine-Headed Demon Lord immediately realized the Star Tower had blasted its way in and was teleporting. Terror-stricken, he tried to manipulate space to prevent Luo Feng’s instantaneous movement.
“Hmph.”
Luo Feng merely grunted. If time allowed, he could fly at ultra-high speed directly to the origin and cleave it apart with a single strike! But now, 900,000 Void Beasts were entering the Sea of Universes; he simply had no time to waste on the Nine-Headed Demon Lord, forcing him to use his ultimate technique.
“Universe in a Thought!” A fierce light flashed in Luo Feng’s eyes.
Currently, the Shi Wu Wing utilized the Origin as its central mechanism for energy conversion, allowing him to unleash the fourth level: Universe in a Thought.
Only now could it be considered a true mechanical-flow supreme treasure!
“Xi~~~”
A vast miniature universe instantly manifested, spanning one hundred thousand light-years in diameter! Without utilizing the Origin, executing this move was considerably taxing, and his miniature universe could not reach this scale. Now, however, it achieved a diameter of a hundred thousand light-years.
Without the Origin, Luo Feng’s deployed miniature universe already surpassed that of a True God’s; this current iteration was far beyond comparison.
“Move!” Luo Feng teleported nearly fifty thousand light-years in a single leap.
His Shi Wu Wing served as the core of this miniature universe; as the wings moved, the universe naturally shifted. The so-called universe membrane wall was insignificant—whether it was the Primal Universe or a True God’s miniature universe, breaking the membrane was a minor incident that would quickly repair itself.
The membrane wall was merely a boundary, the limit to which the core’s origin power could radiate. Beyond this range, the origin power could not reach.
As Luo Feng teleported, the miniature universe moved with him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Each jump covered fifty thousand light-years. In moments, he covered millions of light-years. This terrified the Nine-Headed Demon Lord, who immediately fled aboard his vessel, abandoning even his own miniature universe. He knew that if Luo Feng caught him, he was dead.
“Annihilate.”
Luo Feng swung the Blood Shadow Blade.
The dazzling golden blade light directly cleaved through a distant, chaotic origin core. Despite the core’s desperate resistance, it exploded violently. All space within the miniature universe collapsed, and everything living perished—save for the Nine-Headed Demon Lord, who was desperately fleeing.
“Escape?” Luo Feng retracted the miniature universe created by the Shi Wu Wing and pursued alone via teleportation.
Less than two minutes passed.
“Galaxy Lord.” The Nine-Headed Demon Lord was paralyzed with fear inside his vessel, all nine heads yearning to plead, “I was forced into this! I didn't want my race annihilated, I also…” Luo Feng glanced at him with cold indifference.
A Star Tower materialized and hovered. The endless dark abyss at the base of the Star Tower enveloped the Nine-Headed Demon Lord… Surrounding them appeared immense, towering miniature universes…
After imprisoning the Nine-Headed Demon Lord within the Star Tower, Luo Feng swiftly turned back.
On his return journey, Luo Feng had already used the ‘Divine Eye Secret Art’ to extract the Nine-Headed Demon Lord from his vessel and effortlessly killed him. This secret art was a form of will attack, which palace-type treasures, including the Star Tower, could not defend against because of its ethereal nature.
The Primal Universe, the territory of the Human Race: the Holy Land of the Milky Way.
Massive universe portal gates hovered in the void surrounding the Holy Land. Each gate represented a miniature universe.
“Rise!”
“Rise!”
True Gods of all kinds—some massive, ink-green plant life; some serpentine, coiled alien beasts; others stout, mountain-like beings—all the True Gods of the Primal Universe gathered at the Milky Way Holy Land, constructing universe portals around it.
This arrangement ensured that reinforcement teams could reach any miniature universe in the shortest possible time.
In the past, True Gods dared not enter another’s miniature universe, as doing so meant their life and death fell entirely under the host’s control.
But things were different now!
The origin power of a miniature universe had limits, slightly less potent than Luo Feng’s Universe in a Thought. Past True Gods, often lacking mechanical-flow treasures or even palace-level ultimate treasures, found their miniature universe’s origin power could easily kill them. Even those with palace supreme treasures would be suppressed and unable to escape.
But now, True Gods were stronger, possessing mechanical-flow treasures; even the origin power of a miniature universe could no longer suppress them.
“Galaxy…”
“Galaxy Lord.”
“Galaxy Lord.”
When Luo Feng appeared, the True Gods who had helped build the portals and remained behind greeted him. There was even a thread of natural reverence in their expressions. The Sea of Universes was fundamentally a place where strength dictated respect. The Galaxy Lord’s power was beyond question, and now he represented the hope of all races—no one dared show negligence.
“Esteemed sirs,” Luo Feng surveyed the large gathering of True Gods. “During this great calamity, our Primal Universe must stand united. My Human Race rarely produces those with colossal divine bodies. However, many among you possess such magnificent bodies. We will rely on you when facing the Void Beasts.”
This was the truth.
The True Gods of the Human Race were almost exclusively former Universe Masters from eons past, along with a few newly risen geniuses like the Fire Dome True God. Since humans naturally had smaller divine bodies, even with avatar techniques, few possessed truly massive forms. In contrast, mountain-life forms, tree-life forms, and others were born with colossal divine bodies.
“We shall exert our utmost effort.”
“We will fight to the death.”
The True Gods responded one by one.
Luo Feng nodded lightly, though his expression held no ease. He couldn't afford to be relaxed.
“Luo Feng.” Suddenly, streams of light flashed, descending instantly—it was Chaos City Master, Nine Nether True Master, and a group of other True Gods.
“Teacher,” Luo Feng hurried to meet them.
Chaos City Master stated solemnly, “As you predicted, the Void Beasts have begun invading the miniature universes of the First Reincarnation Era on the outermost fringes. The immense tide of Void Beasts is utterly unstoppable.”
Luo Feng fell silent.
Of course, he knew everything the Void Beasts were doing through Morosa, but what good did knowing do?
“Galaxy Lord, save my Skeleton Race!”
“Galaxy Lord, save my Roaming Tribe!”
“Galaxy Lord…” One True God after another begged for help.
Upon learning that miniature universes in the First and Second Reincarnation Eras were already under invasion, the True Gods panicked, crying out for aid. Even those whose domains hadn't been attacked began pleading. Yet, neither the Human Race nor any other race in the Primal Universe sent a single reinforcement.
“I apologize.”
“There is nothing we can do.”
“Sirs, if you cannot resist, you should flee to save yourselves,” Luo Feng replied courteously, but the coldness in his words brought despair to the First and Second Reincarnation Eras.
Whether it was Luo Feng, Chaos City Master, or Nine Nether True Master—all refused. There was no room for negotiation!
“This is the cruelest moment in the entire Sea of Universes,” Nine Nether True Master stated grimly.
Chaos City Master could only add, “This is… a true catastrophe!”
Luo Feng stared into the distant void. He knew that in that direction, another miniature universe belonging to the Skeleton Race was being devoured, and he was powerless to stop it, forced only to watch it happen.
“Skeleton Lord, what about my Skeleton Race?”
“It’s over.”
Outside one miniature universe, thousands of Void Beasts were scattered, all wreathed in black mist. Lines of convoluted light penetrated the void. At this moment, several thousand Void Beasts were consuming the same miniature universe simultaneously. The speed at which the core was being devoured terrified the Skeleton Race True Gods. In mere minutes, a miniature universe would be entirely consumed.
“I am the Skeleton Lord! One of the Eight Sovereigns of the Sea of Universes. I swear allegiance to you Void Beasts, only ask that you spare my Skeleton Race,” the Skeleton Lord pleaded, offering his surrender.