Ultragene Warlord

Sun Mengmeng asked, "What do we do?"

Zhang Lie's face was serious. "Can we open up the apparatus?"

Yang Ze raised his hand. "I think there's another explanation for all this."

The three hunters looked over. Yang Ze continued, "Sun Xiaowu must have gone to watch the next match."

Zhang Lie and Sun Mengmeng: ...

Yang Ze continued, "Didn't we agree that we would take turns entering the arena? Li Feng's match has just started."

Bu Wentian: "If nothing else, Sun Xiaowu's mental condition is stable. If there were any instability, the apparatus would blare in warning. If it were serious, he would be ejected directly."

Zhang Lie and Sun Mengmeng: ...

Sun Mengmeng grimaced. "So your guess was mistaken?"

Zhang Lie sighed in relief. "Don't scare us like that!"

Yang Ze replied, "Your anxiety caused you to jump to the wrong conclusions."

The three hunters agreed.

Yang Ze walked toward his own apparatus. "Well, let's go and watch Li Feng's match too."

The hunters stepped back inside into the virtual realm to cheer for Li Feng.

By the time they connected to the realm again, the match had already started. Li Feng's opponent was tall and slender, lithe and muscular, surrounded by fulgent light that hid their appearance. All that was revealed was a pair of electric eyes, the pupils of which were two glowing runes.

"Who's that opponent?" Yang Ze asked.

"Why does this competitor have two runes in their eyes?" Sun Mengmeng murmured.

A spectator beside them snickered. "You really don't know anything, do you? This is a natural phenomenon. He's known to be one of the strongest of the younger generation in the galaxy."

Zhang Lie asked, "How does he compare to that so-called invincible member of the Solarvines?"

"I thought they were comparable, but that doesn't seem to be the case anymore. Among the newer generation, he's known as an insurmountable mountain, whom only the geniuses kept away from the public eye by the strongest forces of the galaxy can hope to defeat!"

"What's his name?" Zhang Lie asked.

"Immortal King!"

"That's a title, isn't it?"

"No, that's his name. It's one that everyone in the galaxy will remember."

Yang Ze scoffed. "Is that so? I wonder if his skill matches his name, then."

The spectator was clearly familiar with Immortal King's history.

"He isn't the first-generation Immortal King."

Zhang Lie and the others looked perplexed, so the spectator continued, "Apart from him, there were eight other Immortal Kings in the Hall of Immortals, all of whom were the strongest of their generation."

Zhang Lie frowned. "In that case, Immortal King might as well be a title rather than a name. Is every successor of the Hall of Immortals called Immortal King?"

The spectator nodded. "You can think of it that way."

"How else?"

The spectator continued, "There is only one Immortal King of every generation, but none have ever been able to pass the final trial of the Hall of Immortals and transcend into a true king of deities. They gave their lives for the cause, but even that was insufficient. This Immortal King is different. One ancient immortal of the Hall of Immortals has predicted that the ninth Immortal King will succeed in the trial and lead the Hall of Immortals to glory forevermore."

His posture alone differentiated him from a common cultivator. Runes flashed into existence around him. His black hair was scattered, and he wielded a halberd of void. He looked down at the gathered spectators with pride and dominance, evoking fear in those whom his gaze met.

The ninth Immortal King pointed his halberd toward the high heavens, the divine light in his eyes shining. He looked invincible.

The halberd slashed at the void, billowing with killing intent as it swung at Li Feng.

The fight began just like that.

The halberd hurtled toward its target with a divine chime.

Although the two combatants had started out with quite some distance between them, the ninth Immortal King boasted surpassing strength, and he had reached Li Feng near-immediately.

"[Light Dragon's Remnants]!"

Li Feng marshaled his genetic energy into the form of a large number of white dragons.

A divine hymn shook the heavens. Ruby light arced from the halberd, red as fresh blood. The void halberd was a fearsome weapon that gave off overwhelming light. Just this one blow was enough to make the heavens tear and crack. Divine runes manifested all around the Immortal King with an earth-shattering explosion.

Li Feng's entire body shook. He had met the swing of the halberd with his longsword, but the blow was fierce enough that his arms ached and shuddered in pain. This was truly a strong cultivator.

His physical strength and constitution alone was frightening enough; it was almost as though he was a dragon in human form.

The ninth Immortal King was shocked that his opponent seemed unhurt.

Without any delay, however, the halberd swung toward Li Feng once more in a flash of scintillating light that illuminated the heavens. It was clearly a relic. To the halberd, a distance of hundreds of meters might as well be a handspan away.

The halberd seemed to strike at Li Feng's neck with a spray of blood, shocking the spectators. Was that blood? His head had fallen to the ground!

Everyone held their breath. If they were in Li Feng's shoes, would they have survived that blow?

The spray of light spread out and diffused like a mist of blood.

"The match is over. The ninth Immortal King is truly invincible!" one spectator shouted. The successor of the Hall of Immortals had finished his opponent in just two consecutive strikes!

This was a true paragon of battle, whose prowess was so fearsome that the spectators shuddered in fear. Who could stand against him? He was invincible!

Wasn't that Li Feng's blood in the arena?

The spectators' hearts pumped.

"That was too fast. The Immortal King is truly invincible!"

"No, you're all mistaken," an elderly spectator called back.

The scarlet light flared like blood, but it wasn't blood. A figure still stood where the halberd had struck, his head firmly connected to the rest of his body.

The spectators cried out in shock. "How could this be!"

Blood flowed down, shining with silver light, from the edge of a sword. The one who had been struck was the ninth Immortal King! The halberd had beheaded Li Feng, but it neither flew away nor fell. Instead, it hung floating in the air.

Before the ninth Immortal King was a beheaded Li Feng; behind the ninth Immortal King was another Li Feng.

No one could believe what they were seeing. They wiped at their eyes, thinking that something had to be wrong with their vision.

The only one who understood what was going on was Zhang Lie and the others.

Yang Ze grinned with his teeth. "Li Feng's becoming just as bad as me!"

Li Feng gazed calmly forward with a smile. "I have a few companions who are exceptional with illusions, and I learned a few tricks from them."

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