Virtual Universe, Killing Field on the Qianwu Continent.
An ordinary Domain Master duel drew nearly a thousand paying spectators. Ticket sales alone netted the Killing Field ten billion Cosmic Currency—enough to make planetary lords green with envy.
But for the spectators who had just bought tickets, it was infuriating.
The fight ended too fast!
Absurdly fast!
Many spectators hadn't even settled into their virtual seats when a flash of light filled their vision, and the System forcibly ejected them from the spectator space.
"What the hell?!"
"I spent ten million Cosmic Currency just to see the beginning and the end?"
"This is a damn scam!"
Complaints and curses rose and fell in the Killing Field Hall.
Spectators who felt toyed with flocked to the battle replay section.
Then their blood pressure spiked again—
Watching the replay cost another hundred thousand Cosmic Currency?
"Damn! That Virtual Universe Company is black-hearted!"
"Are you crazy poor?"
"So expensive, do they think our money blows in on the wind?"
Countless people cursed the Killing Field's management in their hearts.
But curse as they might, they still had to watch—at least they had to understand what happened, so their earlier money wouldn't go to waste.
Fortunately, once purchased, the replay could be watched without restriction—just not shared. Even a World Master powerhouse watched the video and finally studied the duel thoroughly.
"The Crocodile King didn't lose unjustly. That Domain Master called Li Feiyu is highly proficient in the Lightning Law—a top-tier expert among Domain Masters."
"So it was a duel involving top-tier experts. No wonder the Killing Field set the price so high."
"That Crocodile King was arrogant for so long; he finally kicked an iron plate."
"Haha, I'd love to see the Crocodile King's expression right now."
"He must be deeply regretting it, regretting provoking that Two-Leaf Qianwu Practitioner!"
...
In a quiet chamber of the Killing Field.
Just as everyone had guessed, the Crocodile King sat blankly on the sofa, his face full of regret.
"Why did I have to provoke that guy? Ten billion... ten billion... that could buy several thousand life-bearing planets."
He never expected that, intending to slaughter a fat sheep, he instead lost his own capital.
"When did such a monster appear in Qianwu City!"
The Crocodile King watched his account balance drop by ten billion, his heart bleeding... Next time... next time he'd definitely check the opponent's strength before acting.
...
In the Battle Space, the fight continued.
Fighting the Crocodile King was just a minor interlude; Lu Qingshan didn't stop and continued challenging the next opponent.
"You've only fought one match, and you dare challenge me?" A Domain Master covered head to toe in fearsome black heavy armor spoke, his tone full of condescending scrutiny. "You've got guts, I'll give you that!"
Lu Qingshan flourished his battle blade, nine Illusion Bodies flickering with lightning instantly appearing around him: "Guts or strength—try it and you'll know."
Hardly had his voice fallen when lightning exploded!
The piercing scream of the blade tearing through the air and the dull thud of armor shattering rang out almost simultaneously!
The fight ended in less than a second. The armored Domain Master's figure, in disbelief, turned into points of light and dissipated.
"Big talk, but your strength isn't even a match for the Crocodile King." Lu Qingshan shook nonexistent blood from his blade. "Is this the level of a Seven-Star Domain Master?"
He continued issuing challenges to several Seven-Star and above experts, but no one responded.
"It seems my Two-Star rank is too low."
Lu Qingshan figured out the reason.
The Battle Space's matchmaking pool covered the entire Qianwu Continent, and true experts weren't willing to waste time on a low-ranked newcomer.
"In that case, I'll start with peers." Lu Qingshan adjusted his strategy, locking onto Two-Star opponents.
This time, the challenge was accepted almost instantly.
"Not bad, winning two matches right off the bat, but meeting me is where it ends."
Lu Qingshan glanced at the opponent's ID: Qianwu Continent's Number One Domain Master.
He glanced again at the opponent's record: 12 wins, 198 losses.
"..." His mouth twitched. This record... was this performance art?
Facing this rookie, Lu Qingshan didn't rush to use the Lightning Law, but purely used physical strength, basic blade techniques, to fight the opponent.
This exchange left Lu Qingshan slightly surprised. The opponent's control over physical strength was extremely exquisite, and his power exertion skills were also quite impressive, at least over eighty times.
The reason for such a terrible record was probably that he often fought above his rank, challenging opponents with more stars.
After tangling for about three minutes, Lu Qingshan swung his long blade; an arc of light containing the Lightning Origin Law tore through space and slashed diagonally downward with unstoppable force!
"Boom—"
The opponent's body-protecting origin force was sliced open like gauze, and his body was split in two.
"A pity. Compared to law comprehension, everything else counts for nothing."
Lu Qingshan sheathed his blade and stood; his record updated to three wins, zero losses.
He continued issuing challenges.
Soon, Lu Qingshan's rank shot up like a rocket—Two-Star, Three-Star, Four-Star—his consecutive wins accumulated like a snowball, reaching 175 matches in the blink of an eye!
So many Battle Space matches greatly increased Lu Qingshan's practical experience. Fighting himself in the Killing Field couldn't compare to the satisfaction of now battling Domain Masters of the same level.
"So satisfying!"
After experiencing the thrill of clubbing seals, Lu Qingshan felt indescribably refreshed, and the resentment built up from being abused over ten thousand times in the Killing Field was gradually released.
"Hmm? Someone's actively challenging me?"
Lu Qingshan glanced at it—a Nine-Star expert. He didn't hesitate and directly accepted the invitation.
The Battle Space scene changed.
A man in a plain white robe stood with hands behind his back, calmly watching Lu Qingshan, his tone indifferent without a trace of worldly warmth: "175 consecutive wins? Somewhat interesting. Dying under my new technique isn't disgracing your record."
Lu Qingshan gripped his battle blade, lightning jumping on the blade, nine Illusion Bodies silently appearing: "The last one who talked like that was down in a few seconds."
Watching the Illusion Bodies around Lu Qingshan, the white-robed man Jin Jian finally let a barely perceptible glint pass through his eyes.
He didn't move, but his whole person seemed to instantly melt into the surrounding space, becoming illusive and indeterminate.
Lu Qingshan's nine Illusion Bodies simultaneously lost their target!
Jin Jian didn't take the opportunity to attack, but commented with interest: "Your Lightning Law comprehension isn't far from receiving the Origin Law's recognition. If you go to the Heavenly Thunder Sky-Reaching Bridge, passing the seventh level should be no problem..."
Lu Qingshan's pupils contracted as he watched the haughty figure in the void—seemingly within reach, yet as if separated by endless light-years.
"The Space Origin Law..." Lu Qingshan took a breath and instantly understood the unbridgeable gap between them!
He had been clubbing seals before, but this person before him... was simply bullying people!
"Forget it. Let you see what a true Illusion Body is." Jin Jian's voice was flat and waveless, yet carried an undeniable majesty.
The moment his voice fell—
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!!
Tens of thousands of figures without warning filled every inch of the Battle Space!
Some clear, some blurry, some near at hand, some far away, overlapping and crisscrossing, as if placed within countless folded, shattered mirror worlds.
Every figure emitted a genuine Jin Jian aura, yet carried the illusory and ethereal quality unique to the Space Law.
"Kill."
A simple syllable, but what followed was cold killing intent!
Lu Qingshan felt the surrounding space itself suddenly transform into a hundred million invisible blades, cutting simultaneously from every unimaginable angle!
He couldn't even manage any effective defensive action.
His vision was swallowed by a pure white light.
Before his consciousness faded, the last thing Lu Qingshan saw was himself cut into hundreds of thousands of pieces—neat, tiny chunks of flesh floating, breaking apart, and vanishing into nothingness in the void.
Chapter 31