"A-Xing: 'I can't do it either!'"
"Taohuadao Little Chef: 'As expected of Shi Potian's fortune. Even now that Brother Jiang Li has explained it, I still can't make heads or tails of this Taixuan Jing!'"
"Yao Yue: 'Look, the Taixuan Jing has found its master—it's starting to disappear.'"
Inside the livestream, as the two Island Lords of Longmu Island exchanged blows with Shi Potian, the Taixuan Jing carved on several rock walls began to fall away. In just a short while, the walls were bare.
And as Shi Potian and the two Island Lords continued to communicate, the fact that the Taixuan Jing had been fully comprehended was confirmed.
A few breaths later, inside the livestream, the volcano of the entire Xiake Island erupted, and the whole island sank into the ocean.
[Group friend Shi Potian has uploaded Taixuan Jing. Please check it in time!]
Shi Potian: "Haha… many thanks for Grandmaster Jiang Li's guidance! I really did manage to comprehend the Taixuan Jing by sheer luck!"
Yan Shisan @ Shi Potian: "Congratulations, congratulations. To think a divine art like that ends up benefitting a guy who's basically illiterate!"
Shi Potian: "Just luck. Once I go back, I'll start learning words!"
Sun Wukong: "Even your Grandpa Sun can't read. Why didn't I comprehend the Taixuan Jing then?"
Wudang's Hundred-Year-Old Daoist: "Worth three hundred and fifty thousand points… this Taixuan Jing really is fearsome!"
[Jiang Li has sent Shi Potian an exclusive red packet!]
Devour Lord @ Shi Potian: "Vajra Dragon God Body has been sent to you. Train well. At this point, only you and Wang Chao in the whole chat group still aren't cultivators."
Jiang Li was as good as his word—he sent over the technique he'd promised earlier.
Chen Beixuan also chose an offensive killing secret art and sent it to Shi Potian as well.
After finishing, Jiang Li left the chat group.
Inside the main hall of the Killing Field.
Jiang Li once again exited after being defeated. To defeat a version of "himself" that was stronger in every aspect… really was nearly impossible.
"Jiang, Luo—you two are really the Killing Field's resident squatters. You're here every single day!"
With that voice, a slim and handsome man walked over.
"Sharma, sit." Luo Feng waved at him.
After spending so much time in the Killing Field, naturally they had gotten to know other cosmic elites who also trained here long-term.
Everyone knew: whoever could stay in the Killing Field for extended periods was either extremely wealthy or had formidable backing—this place was an expensive playground, after all.
As the saying goes: more friends, more paths. Making acquaintances was never a bad thing.
"Where are Hong and Lei?" Sharma sat down and asked.
He knew Jiang Li, Luo Feng, Hong, and Thor all came from the same place, and the four of them often moved together.
"They joined the Cosmic Mercenaries and went out to temper themselves," Luo Feng replied.
Although the Killing Space allowed for endless combat, it ultimately wasn't a true life-and-death battle. That would inevitably influence one's mentality.
Hong and Thor were both stuck at the threshold of stepping into the stellar-level. In the end, they decided to head out into the universe to temper themselves.
"Whew… they're really brave!" Sharma sighed with emotion. Roaming the universe was not as simple as talking about it. One small mistake, and you could fall forever.
"I'd rather just stick to mixing around in the Duel Space," Sharma muttered, then suddenly recalled something. "Right, Jiang, Luo—I've been here in the Killing Field with you for months now. When you have time, you should go try out the Duel Space. It's more interesting than the Killing Space."
"Alright," Jiang Li nodded slightly. He had more or less sparred with enough geniuses across the universe by now.
The Duel Space was also part of the Killing Field, but unlike the Killing Space, the Duel Space held real duels between actual human individuals—nothing virtual.
"Jiang-ge, these names are hilarious. Look at this: 'Grandpa Specializes in Beating Down All Who Disobey'. Zero wins. One thousand four hundred twenty-three losses."
Luo Feng looked at the floating screen outside the Duel Space, which listed the various star-ranked fighters.
In the one-star category, the most "eye-catching" one was exactly that "Grandpa Specializes in Beating Down All Who Disobey."
"Looks like you don't need to use your real name here," Jiang Li said after a glance. Ridiculous nicknames were everywhere.
Well, that was normal. Even though this was the Virtual Universe Network, if you used your real name in a duel, wouldn't that expose all your trump cards?
After all, within humanity, there were plenty of spies from other races lurking around.
"Jiang-ge, I'm going to try it first!"
Luo Feng, eager to dive in, picked the nickname "Madman" and entered the Duel Space.
"A nickname, huh?" Jiang Li thought for a moment, then chose a nickname based on a place name and sent a duel challenge to a four-star stellar-level opponent titled "Nine Stars."
"Your challenge: rejected."
"Rejected? Fine. Eight stars then."
"Your challenge: rejected."
"Your challenge: rejected."
"Your challenge…"
Jiang Li was slightly stunned, shaking his head. "Even three-stars reject me? Is everyone here this arrogant?"
"Jiang Li, anyone able to mix around in the Killing Field probably has some background. If you were them, you wouldn't want to fight someone of 'lower tier' either," Babata said lazily while lying on Jiang Li's shoulder, legs crossed. "I already sent out duel requests to some one-star fighters for you. Someone accepted."
"Oh?"
"'Overlord'? Zero wins, two losses?"
Jiang Li raised an eyebrow and stepped into the Duel Space.
A vast grassland stretched to the horizon. In the center stood a black metal arena, over ten kilometers long and wide.
A moment later, a burly man in a black combat suit, carrying a massive axe, stood proudly in the middle of the ring. "Jiangnan? Such a plain name. Looks like my first win is coming!"
On the arena—
Jiang Li, also dressed in a black combat suit, appeared with a black longsword in hand, standing lightly atop the Falling Star Disk.
The combat suits were standard issue, but the weapons could be freely chosen. And no one could see the opponent's true face.
The Falling Star Disk was a fourth-rank lower-grade mind-force weapon, containing 10,081 fragments—one of the mind-force weapons modeled after Yan Shenbing.
Unlike the Yan Shenbing, the Falling Star Disk contained only engravings of the Law of Space.
The reason it was classified as fourth-rank lower-grade was that one needed to comprehend the Law of Space to activate it.
"Falling Star Disk?"The burly man known as "Overlord" stared at the disk under Jiang Li's feet, pupils shrinking sharply. "You—a mere four-star stellar-level—can activate a Falling Star Disk?"
"Is that strange?" Jiang Li replied.
"Damn it, you're mocking me!"
Overlord roared. His figure flickered, and at dozens of times the speed of sound, he launched himself toward Jiang Li amid a burst of sonic booms.
He was also a four-star stellar-level fighter. Forget comprehending laws—his domain hadn't even fully formed yet.
So he naturally took Jiang Li's calm tone as mockery.
"Too slow."
Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly. Even though Overlord erupted with his fastest speed, under Jiang Li's spirit-sense coverage, everything appeared unbearably slow.
"Boom!"
Jiang Li thrust out with his sword. Massive power burst from his arm as Five-Claw Heaven-Shattering exploded with thirty-sixfold strength. The streaking sword-light surged like a dragon leaping from the sea, blasting Overlord apart on the spot!
"The force explosion of Five-Claw Heaven-Shattering—even my one-turn Golden Dragon Body can't take it head-on. There's no one at the stellar level who could endure this."
Jiang Li was completely certain.
And this certainty wasn't blind confidence.
Even Huyan Botang—an Undying-level being—among all the countless cosmic martial arts manuals he had collected… those that could surpass thirty-sixfold strength at their peak were extremely rare.
And none of them could be cultivated to their peak at the stellar level!
"Boom!"
Same move, same sword. Jiang Li easily won the second match.
"Boom!"
The black sword smashed forth again—another clean victory.
"Jiang Li, congratulations on reaching one-star rank," Babata said with an utterly bored tone after three straight wins. "There's just no one decent to fight."
In the Duel Space, battles were extremely fast. Winning a hundred matches in a single day was normal—especially when you kept winning, with no losses or time spent reflecting.