Demon Blood Marquis of the Alliance of the Monster Race was seething with rage.
Among all parties, the Monster Race clearly held the greatest advantage. In his eyes, the treasure Yuan Bin mentioned already belonged to them by right. Who could have imagined that, while he was still dealing with the Insect Race, these two Humans would suddenly seize the initiative and rush ahead?
Yet anger alone could not outweigh reason.
For the sake of that treasure, Demon Blood Marquis forcibly suppressed his killing intent. Find the treasure first, he told himself. The two Humans can be dealt with afterward.
At that moment, Bai Yue reached out and lifted an object from the brush holder on the desk.
It looked like an ordinary writing brush, yet the instant it entered his hand, he felt an astonishing weight. Almost simultaneously, some hidden mechanism was triggered.
A strand of sword qi burst forth from the tip of the brush.
Cold. Sharp. Absolute.
The chilling sword intent instantly filled the entire hall.
Everyone present sensed it at once.
"Crack—!"
An invisible force erupted outward. The desk shattered and was sent flying, its contents scattering in all directions. Several people reacted instantly, snatching items midair. Even the desk itself was forcibly torn free and stuffed into a space ring.
That was the final straw.
Bai Yue's expression turned icy.
He had deliberately tolerated the alien races until now, allowing them to probe the ruins and test its rules while he remained in the shadows, harvesting the benefits afterward. That had been the most efficient path.
But now?
They had crossed the line.
They were courting death.
"Hmph."
A cold snort echoed through the hall.
In an instant, Bai Yue's vast Domain power descended like a collapsing heaven. All movable objects within range were forcibly swept into his space ring. At the same time, the Hun Yuan Staff appeared in his hand, heavy and ancient.
The killing began.
The long staff swept through the void, its shadow multiplying as it struck simultaneously toward the three Lord-level powerhouses of the Monster Race Alliance and the two Lord-level powerhouses of the Insect Race Alliance.
This single strike contained a peak secret technique Bai Yue had personally deduced.
Under normal circumstances, only Universe Exalts were capable of creating such techniques.
For Lord-level beings to die beneath it—
In Bai Yue's mind, that was an honor.
Unfortunately, the five alien Lords did not share that sentiment.
Up to this moment, they had never truly taken Bai Yue seriously. Even after surviving the Road of Death, their vigilance toward him remained limited. Throughout the entire process, Bai Yue had been restrained, low-key, avoiding unnecessary conflict and keeping to the background.
Even when he revealed a movement technique that surpassed ordinary standards, their preconceived impressions led them to underestimate him once again.
A fatal mistake.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The overwhelming Domain pressure left the five with no room to evade. The Hun Yuan Staff descended like divine punishment.
The first to be struck was a Lord from the Monster Race Alliance.
His divine body detonated instantly.
No reconstruction.
No struggle.
He perished on the spot.
This was no exaggeration.
Over time, Bai Yue's human body gene level had already surpassed four hundred—currently standing at 412 times. With an additional 43-fold bodily amplification, even without invoking the Sky Horn Ant secret technique, his raw power alone was equivalent to 18,000 peak World Lords, placing him firmly at early Champion level.
And once the peak secret technique was unleashed, his attack power surged to peak Champion standards.
Compared to a true peak Champion, he only lacked certain abilities derived from complete mastery of Space and Time Laws—such as instantaneous teleportation or time suspension.
Even so, his peak secret techniques were extremely comprehensive, covering offense, suppression, and control alike. Against a peak Champion, he might not even fall into a disadvantage.
Within the treasure pavilion, after obliterating the first Monster Race Lord, the Hun Yuan Staff did not slow in the slightest. Its momentum carried through, blasting apart or sending flying the remaining four alien Lords.
Though the first had absorbed the brunt of the force, the others still suffered devastating damage. When their divine bodies barely reassembled, their auras had plummeted, and their faces were filled with shock and terror.
Bai Yue's eruption shattered all expectations.
There was no time for regret.
Using the recoil from being blasted away, survival instinct took over. The remaining alien Lords fled desperately toward the pavilion's exit, intent on escaping.
Escape?
Impossible.
Bai Yue still had military merit requirements to fulfill for the Virtual Universe Corporation's trial mission.
With a flying secret technique at peak level, he closed the distance in a blink. He caught up to one Insect Race Lord and casually swung the staff again.
Boom!
The divine body exploded.
Weapons and equipment were either shattered outright or flung across the space. Bai Yue's Domain swept over them, collecting everything into his space ring without pause.
Then he continued his pursuit.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, the Lord-level powerhouses were blasted apart like fireworks—brilliant, violent, and fleeting.
When the last remaining figure, Demon Blood Marquis of the Monster Race Alliance, was shattered and completely annihilated, silence finally descended.
The grassland was no longer a grassland.
It had become a wasteland.
The aftermath of Bai Yue's rampage had ravaged the entire space. Only the pavilion itself remained intact, standing amid ruin like a solitary relic.
At the pavilion entrance, the Separation Marquis of the Human Race stood frozen.
Shock. Fear. Disbelief.
All of it mixed into a chilling dread that crawled up his spine as he stared at Bai Yue in the air.
Five Lord-level alien powerhouses—some even stronger than himself—had been killed one by one in mere seconds. There had been no resistance. No struggle.
Only slaughter.
Thinking back to how he had schemed against Bai Yue earlier, the Separation Marquis felt cold sweat soak his back.
He had been courting death.
If not for Bai Yue's need to complete the Virtual Universe Corporation's trial mission—and the fact that the entire process was under military system surveillance—he would have already died beneath a single staff strike.
"W-Walker… Lord Walker…" The Separation Marquis spoke carefully, his voice trembling.
"Separation Marquis," Bai Yue said coldly, "if news about me spreads, you understand the consequences."
"I swear it!" the Separation Marquis replied instantly. "I absolutely guarantee secrecy. What happened today—no, nothing happened today. I know nothing!"
He was no fool.
This man was clearly a terrifying figure from the peak of Human civilization. If even a fragment of information leaked, his life would not be enough—even a hundred lives would not suffice.
With everything concluded, the exploration of the ruins came to its end.
Based on Bai Yue's understanding of Yuan Bin's detestable personality, the voice should appear again soon.
As expected, that irritating tone echoed once more.
"All my insights on treasure refinement are recorded within the Blazing Flame Map. It's a pity that the core secret techniques of my clan cannot be passed down—otherwise, their value would surpass all treasures. As for the treasure I mentioned… only the destined shall obtain it."
"Very well, fortunate juniors. The treasure pavilion has been emptied. It is time for you to leave."
"The space formation will now activate and teleport you out."
It was clearly a pre-recorded message.
Yuan Bin had no idea that only two people remained within this space—an outcome far beyond his calculations. Bai Yue suspected that Yuan Bin himself had long since perished.
Space rippled violently.
Bai Yue and the Separation Marquis felt their vision blur.
Above the Storm Sea, waves raged skyward and thunder roared like the end of days. The small island where the ruins' entrance once lay had already been swallowed by the sea.
A figure appeared amid the storm.
It was the Separation Marquis.
"Eh?" He scanned his surroundings, frowning. "Where is Lord Walker? Strange… was he teleported somewhere else?"
Unable to find any trace, he could only turn and depart alone.
As for Bai Yue—
When the teleportation ended, he did not arrive outside.
Instead, he found himself standing within a magnificent divine hall.
"Destined one," a gentle voice said softly, "you have finally arrived."
Bai Yue looked up.
On the right side of the hall's throne sat a beautiful woman in human form, gazing at him with calm, knowing eyes.
"Who are you?" Bai Yue asked.
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