Those who disturb my heart—kill! Those who worry my heart—kill! Those who defy my will—kill! ... The iron rod came crashing down with the force of ten thousand jun, obliterating everything in its path.
This修罗星 was a lawless exile zone in the southern Milky Way, devoid of any civilized order, ruled only by the naked law of slaughter—the strong prey on the weak.
In that moment, Feng Lin cast aside all moral and ethical constraints, breaking through every barrier, his mind unburdened and free of all scruples.
The strong make the rules; the weak follow them.
What did it matter to kill a few people?
What defined a strong person?
A strong person wasn't one with invincible power, but one with an invincible mind.
With an invincible mind, one could conquer the world.
Now, with a resolve to kill, he intended to utterly annihilate these people.
Under the shadow of his rod, the members of the Aryan Pure Blood Society felt as if the apocalypse had descended, an endless killing intent enveloping them, chilling them to the bone, leaving them powerless to resist.
"Damn it!" The round-faced youth, with the highest cultivation, was the first to shake off the mental suppression. His face twisted in fury as he growled, "Transfer your power to me!"
Those behind him moved in unison, channeling their strength into his body. Their genetic forces rapidly converged and expanded, his life force surging visibly, forming a tangible pressure that distorted the air around him, solidifying into a palpable presence.
Life force: 110, 120, 130... The round-faced youth, combining the power of the group, saw his life force skyrocket, breaking through the 100 mark and climbing steadily, reaching a level that even made Feng Lin feel pressured. What kind of ability was this?
"Divine Kingdom Barrier!" the round-faced youth shouted, thrusting his hands toward the sky. A layer of energy materialized into a solid, dome-like shield above their heads.
Boom!
The air exploded with the impact.
The iron rod slammed heavily into the energy barrier, but under that single blow, it couldn't even crack it. It was like the walls of a divine kingdom above the stars, unshakable by mere mortals.
"Feng Lin, you got lucky with that sneak attack. Did you think you'd get a second chance? Before this Divine Kingdom Barrier, all your attacks are useless. Don't waste your effort..." The round-faced youth gloated, as if victory was already in his grasp.
"Is that so?" Feng Lin sneered, unwilling to listen to more of his nonsense. He tightened his grip on the iron rod and roared, "Grow, grow, grow!"
His voice rang out with finality, and the iron rod in his hand began to expand. Soon, it became a pillar over ten meters tall, more than a meter thick, its weight increasing to over twenty tons.
The Infinite Divine Iron could change at will. With the infusion of mental power, its size, volume, and weight could shift freely—large or small, with endless mysteries.
It could be as massive as the Eastern Divine Pillar, supporting an entire continent, or as small as an embroidery needle, hidden in the ear, as fine as a strand of hair.
Of course, the greater the change, the more mental power it consumed.
Feng Lin's current mental strength wasn't enough to manifest the Eastern Divine Pillar, but a ten-meter iron pillar weighing twenty tons crashing down was beyond imagination.
The iron rod struck the energy barrier in silence.
Crack, crack!
The round-faced youth's expression shifted dramatically as cracks like a spiderweb spread across the barrier, rapidly expanding until it shattered with a bang.
The rod's strike seemed silent, but it had compressed its power to the extreme, not letting a single ounce escape.
"Move aside!" Fortunately, the barrier held for a moment before collapsing, giving them time to react. They scattered in all directions.
"Form the Six-Pointed Divine Array!" The round-faced youth and the others took their positions, their hands swiftly forming seals. Genetic energy surged from their bodies, weaving together in the air, vast and mighty, forming a six-pointed star array that trapped Feng Lin within.
Six points, six directions, six different energies floating: light, darkness, earth, fire, water, and wind!
Holy light purification, black light devouring, earth's gravity, blazing fire, freezing water, corrosive wind... A torrent of energies struck from all sides, forming a massive vortex, a chaotic scene of primordial chaos.
Feng Lin's body was caught in the vortex, instantly battered by thousands of energy impacts. He felt a needle-like sting piercing his skin, deep into his bones.
These weren't ordinary energies; each had its unique power. Even with his Stone Monkey gene fully enhanced, Feng Lin couldn't withstand it all at once.
What puzzled him even more was how these people, each with different awakened genes and vastly different abilities, could merge their genetic forces into a single array, acting as one!
Such a powerful energy fluctuation was no less than that of a mid-stage elite cultivator with a life force over 500, overwhelming him with sheer force.
Feng Lin swung his iron rod in a blur, tightly guarding his body, shattering the incoming energy strikes.
This Infinite Divine Iron—what grade was it? As a relic from an ancient cultivation civilization, it couldn't be low-tier.
It held deeper mysteries that Feng Lin, in his current state, couldn't yet fathom.
The rod was indestructible by nature, and with its fierce momentum, it kept the energies at bay, preventing them from reaching him.
"Impressive cultivation! It seems you've gained the heritage of our Aryan Pure Blood Society, greatly boosting your strength!" The round-faced youth grinned with a sinister expression, his eyes filled with wariness.
Feng Lin's power had grown too quickly. It was completely different from the records in the Giant Pharmaceutical files, as if he had become a different person, at least three times stronger.
How had he managed that in such a short time?
If they couldn't subdue him today, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains—capturing him later would be far more difficult!
"Spear of the Divine King!" he shouted again, forming seals to control the array's transformation. The others responded to his call, condensing their energy into a single point. The energies, mutually reinforcing and counteracting, underwent a mysterious change, forming a black lightning spear like a divine punishment bolt, crashing down and engulfing Feng Lin.
Crackle, crackle...
Lightning raced across the ground. Feng Lin stood motionless, his skin charred like charcoal, covered in wounds. His clothes were carbonized by the electricity, leaving him severely injured.
"The heritage of my Aryan Pure Blood Society is beyond your imagination! After the Divine Blood Ritual, our genes are connected, allowing us to communicate and form arrays. With the Six-Pointed Divine Array's blessing, we are gods! You're just a mortal—how can a mortal defy a god? If you surrender now, considering the assessment ban, we might spare your life!" The round-faced youth spoke with an air of superiority, like a god on high looking down on a lowly mortal.
"You call yourself a god?" Feng Lin sneered, looking up at the array that loomed like a sky above him, asking a strange question, "Can this turtle-shell array compare to the heavens?"
"What?" The round-faced youth's eyes narrowed, unsure what Feng Lin meant, a sense of unease rising in his heart.
Feng Lin slammed the iron rod into the ground, pouring all his mental power into it without reserve, like a tidal wave.
"Grow, grow, grow..." The rod expanded at a visible rate, like bamboo shoots after rain.
20 meters, 30 meters, 40 meters...
As the rod grew, the array space could no longer contain such a massive object, distorting and deforming under the pressure.
The rod stood like a pillar supporting the heavens, stretching the sky to its limit.
With a thunderous crash.
The array shattered, breaking apart like a cracked mirror.
The sky... had been broken.