Trial, Fight to the Death!

In the Dark Universe. A sleek, silver-white spaceship was traveling at several times the speed of light. Before departure, his father-in-law Kevin had not only refused to accept the cosmic currency Lu Qingshan returned to him, but had instead gifted Lu Qingshan a Machine Race D-class spaceship. The technology of the Machine Race far surpassed that of human ships of the same class; an ordinary D-class vessel was worth as much as a human D9-class ship, enough to exchange for hundreds of life-bearing planets. This great gift was indeed weighty. Considering the long journey to the Qianwu Dojo Headquarters, this high-class ship could save a great deal of time, so Lu Qingshan did not decline. Still, he kept this favor in his heart. Even if his father-in-law sought no repayment, he would surely pass this kindness on to his wife's younger brother, Keli, in the future. "Nesethes, how much longer until Huancai Star?" Lu Qingshan looked at the black dog-head image on the main control screen. "Master, at current speed, we are expected to reach Huancai Star in twenty-six hours." "Maintain speed." Lu Qingshan closed his eyes. The journey to the Qianwu Dojo Headquarters was far, and he planned to train his disciple Lei Ming along the way; Huancai Star was the first stop. Lei Ming, who had long known the news, stood to the side, gripping his Thunderclap Blade tightly, fierce battle intent burning in his eyes. Time passed quietly in the flowing light of the Dark Universe. The ship began to decelerate; when its speed dropped below light speed, the view outside the portholes suddenly brightened. "Nesethes, open external scene simulation." The main screen switched instantly. Straight ahead, a dreamlike planet came into view. This was Huancai Star. Green, blue, purple, red—countless brilliant streams of light like flowing ribbons intertwined and coiled, wrapping the entire planet in a vast rainbow robe, beautiful enough to take one's breath away. "Huancai Star..." Lu Qingshan murmured. It was a pity that such a beautiful planet was occupied by a fiend. The ship penetrated the atmosphere without obstruction. The planet's feeble air defense system could not block it at all, only issuing sharp, piercing alarms. This was because he had not concealed himself. If Lu Qingshan had intended to hide, this Machine Race D-class ship could have slipped in silently. Upon entering the planet, Lu Qingshan's vast mental power spread like an invisible tide, instantly covering the entire planet. After a moment, he said: "The intelligence is correct. One Star Level 8 martial artist, one Star Level 6 mental practitioner, one Star Level 3 martial artist; the rest are Planet Level, several hundred of them." "Teacher, leave it to me!" Lei Ming said with determined eyes. "Go." The cabin door slid open, and Lu Qingshan watched his disciple depart. After digesting the residual Life Force within his body, Lei Ming's strength had stabilized at Star Level 6, and he had even touched the threshold of domain. With his strength, fighting a Star Level 8 martial artist was not without hope of victory. But the opponent had Star Level helpers, especially that mental practitioner, who could change the course of battle. And this was exactly what Lu Qingshan wanted. Without life-and-death pressure, how was it different from training in the Killing Field? Although he had said he would not interfere, his silhouette had quietly merged into the void, locking onto the battlefield from afar. This disciple Lei Ming was his cash cow; if it truly came to a life-or-death moment, he would not hesitate to rescue him. ... Huancai Star, Central Manor. The manor was luxurious and vast. A man in a black robe with three eyes was embracing two shivering women of the Cai Bei tribe, teasing them wantonly. The women endured the humiliation, daring not to resist in the slightest. The piercing air defense alarm suddenly sounded, tearing through the manor's decadent sounds. A figure flew over swiftly, his expression grave: "Modi, someone has forcibly entered!" "What?" Modi shoved aside the woman in his arms, his face turning livid. "Huancai Star is our legally purchased territory. Who dares to barge in? Aren't they afraid of the Empire's wanted list?" Since the three of them had discovered and bought this native planet, this was the first time they had suffered an invasion. "Who cares who he is!" Liying's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. "The intruder must die without mercy; we must make sure they have no return!" "Hmph!" Modi gave a sinister laugh, and the crimson blade in his hand hummed. The two instantly soared into the sky. Just as they reached high altitude, a powerful origin force fluctuation suddenly exploded from a thousand li away. "Not good, it's Third Brother's side!" Both men's faces changed drastically, and they turned into streaks of light, speeding away. However, they were ultimately a step too late. When the two arrived, they saw only a headless Star Level 3 martial artist's corpse lying on the ground. The grotesque head rolled to one side, eyes wide open, dying with unresolved grievance. Not far away, a single-horned youth holding a battle blade looked at them coldly. The fresh blood dripping from the blade's tip was especially glaring under the rainbow light. "Star Level 6?" "Good guts, daring to kill my brother!" "Kid, who are you? Why did you forcibly enter Huancai Star and deal this vicious blow?" "No matter who you are, you will surely die today!" Lei Ming's appearance made Modi and Liying wary. They did not fear a mere Star Level 6, but the opponent had entered directly, and the ship he rode was at least C2-class. Liying's mental power instantly unfolded, covering a radius of a thousand li, carefully searching every inch of space. "No one else!" Liying's voice was transmitted directly into Modi's mind through mental power. "Just him? A mere Star Level 6, how dare he!" Modi burned with rage. Lei Ming snorted coldly: "Don't bother looking. I'm the only one here. If you can't kill me, then you will die!" Before his voice faded, Lei Ming's figure exploded upward. The ground beneath his feet shattered, and the entire person turned into a bolt of lightning tearing through the air, the Thunderclap Blade in his hand striking straight at mental practitioner Liying. "Level 3 origin force weapon, Liying, be careful!" Modi reminded sharply. "Hmph, let me test his weight!" Liying remained calm, his figure rapidly retreating, while thirty-five blood-colored flying blades, thin as cicada wings with edges gleaming with eerie blue cold light, appeared out of thin air, bringing sharp piercing sounds as they covered the sky and shot toward Lei Ming. Each flying blade carried a force of a thousand jun, enough to pierce the defenses of an ordinary Star Level cultivator. "Thunderclap Nine Blades, Third Form!" Lei Ming roared, and the Thunderclap Blade in his hand burst forth with brilliant lightning radiance. An extremely concentrated, deep-blue blade glow swept out. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The dense explosions merged into one. Sparks flew; twenty-five flying blades were actually all shaken away by this fierce strike. However, under Liying's powerful mental pull, the flying blades instantly reassembled in the air. The thirty-five blades merged into one, forming a giant sword a hundred meters long that came down fiercely toward Lei Ming's head. "Clang!" Lei Ming held his blade horizontally to block. A huge force came from the blood-colored giant sword, and he could not help but groan, the air beneath his feet issuing a sonic boom. "That's all. Go die!" Modi's sinister laugh sounded from behind him. The bloody blade radiance, like a blood python choosing and devouring people, fiercely slashed toward Lei Ming's back. "Boom!" Unable to avoid it, Lei Ming was squarely struck in the back by this fierce blow. Fortunately, his Origin Force Armor blocked it; he only spat out a mouthful of blood, but was slammed away by the enormous force. However, an accident occurred again. While flying backward, Lei Ming's figure strangely twisted his body forcibly in midair, using the impact force of Modi's strike. His speed did not decrease but increased, and he once again charged toward Liying. Thunderclap Nine Blades, Fourth Form. Lei Ming roared once. The Thunderclap Blade emitted a sharp sizzling sound. Violent lightning radiance instantly compressed and condensed, and at the same time, a purple halo suddenly appeared within three meters around Lei Ming. "What is this?" Before they could react, the purple halo passed without obstruction through Liying's mental barrier. Under Liying's horrified and desperate gaze, it fiercely slashed across his neck. "Pfft!" Blood light shot into the sky, and a head flew high into the air. The giant sword formed by twenty-five flying blades lost its mental power support and instantly disintegrated, clattering as it scattered across the ground. "Liying!" Modi stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it. He had thought his sneak attack had succeeded, but instead he had caused Liying's death. The three brothers had dominated one region, and in the blink of an eye, two of them had been slain. Now only he remained. "Little bastard! I will hack you into ten thousand pieces!" Modi went completely mad. The third vertical eye on his forehead suddenly snapped open.