High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 404 Crimson Flame Copper Mine, Thousand Feather Great Sage, Flees in Desperation, Demon Race Suffers Heavy Losses
The Chosen Battlefield, 300 kilometers west of the Burial Grounds.

The terrain here is completely different from the desolate wasteland. If the Burial Grounds are a cold and pale land of death, then this is the edge of a boiling and restless purgatory.

The earth took on a dark red hue, as if flowing beneath the surface was not magma, but scalding blood.

The air was thick with the smell of sulfur and the acrid odor of burning metal. Huge cracks were visible everywhere on the ground, from which dark red plumes of smoke billowed, turning the sky a murky reddish-brown.

This is the [Crimson Flame Copper Vein].

A strategic resource source of paramount importance to early and intermediate civilizations. Crimson Copper is not only sturdy and durable with excellent magical conductivity, but it is also essential for manufacturing energy transmission conduits and the outer shells of basic mechs.

At this moment, in the core area of ​​the mine, inside a fortress built of rough boulders and metal scrap, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The fortress is owned by the Lizardmen.

These are a group of cold-blooded creatures that walk upright, are covered in dark green scales, and drag thick tails. They are cruel and greedy by nature, and are a third-rate race that is subordinate to the "Demon Race," a powerful cosmic race.

On the highest watchtower of the fortress, the lizard leader "Gruk" stood trembling with fear. Its body was three meters tall with bulging muscles, but in front of the being before it, it was as insignificant as a gecko with a broken spine.

The being was clad in golden feather robes, tall and slender, with a strikingly handsome yet otherworldly face, and a golden flame pattern between its brows. It did not sit on the oil-stained stone seat, but rather hovered in mid-air, with a pair of enormous, phantom-like golden wings faintly visible behind it, slowly flapping.

The chosen one of the demon race—the Great Sage with Thousand Feathers.

Main body: Golden Rooster (an ancient exotic species).

Realm: Sainthood Realm (Early Stage).

As one of the top prodigies of the demon race, Great Sage Thousand Feathers is a renowned overlord in the outside world. His "Golden Cry of Dawn" divine power once shattered an asteroid, and his natal golden feathers are indestructible divine weapons.

However, at this moment, the face of this great saint of the demon race was abnormally pale.

“My lord…” the lizard chieftain Gluck spoke cautiously, his voice hoarse, “The scouts report that an extremely terrifying aura is rapidly approaching us… It should be the human chosen one who triggered the mission.”

Thousand Feather Great Sage's eyelids twitched suddenly.

Just ten minutes ago, he also received a mission notification for the Chosen Battlefield.

[Triggered the combat mission: Guardian.]

[Mission Description: Qin Feng, the Chosen One of the Human Race, is heading to the Crimson Flame Copper Mine. As a member of the Demon Race faction, please assist the Lizard race, a subordinate race, in defending the mine and repelling or killing the Chosen One of the Human Race.]

[Rewards for successful mission: Increase the hatching rate of spirit birds in the demon realm by 10%, and obtain one "Crimson Flame Law" fragment.]

[Mission Failure Penalty: An F-level epidemic, "Cartilage Flu," breaks out in the demon realm, reducing all of your attributes by 1%.]

If it were just a regular mine-guarding task, Great Sage Thousand Feathers would be very happy.

After all, he had an absolute psychological advantage against the weaker humans. The demon race's physical bodies were inherently strong, and coupled with his status as a Saint Realm expert, he should have a significant advantage in this battlefield where cultivation levels were suppressed.

but.

When he saw that name—"Qin Feng".

The Great Sage Qianyu's heart nearly stopped beating.

"How could it be him..." Great Sage Qianyu muttered to himself, his once arrogant eyes now filled with terror. "How could the human race send in this fiend?!"

“M-Master?” Gluck didn’t hear Chiyu’s mutterings; it just instinctively felt uneasy. “Can we…win?”

The Great Sage Qianyu suddenly turned his head, his golden pupils staring intently at Gluck, his eyes even carrying a hint of... resentment.

win?
How to win?

Outsiders may not know, but as one of the high-ranking members of the demon race, he knew all too well what Qin Feng had done in the Endless Sea!

That was at level 68, within ten breaths, 43 saints were wiped out!
Although the Great Sage Qianyu was arrogant, he was also self-aware.

Although he was considered a strong person in the early stage of the Saint Realm, he was no different from a real chicken in front of a monster like Qin Feng who "slaughtered the Saint Realm like pigs".

"Shut up!"

The Great Sage Qianyu let out a low roar, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Only two words are on his mind right now: run away.

Meanwhile, on the live broadcast screens across the entire universe, the barrage of comments was already exploding.

The live streaming mechanism of the Chosen Battlefield is very intelligent. When the Chosen of two different factions are about to collide, the live stream will automatically split the screen for comparison and generate a huge "countdown to the confrontation" in the middle.

On the left screen is Qin Feng, who is transforming into a black streak of light and rushing forward at lightning speed across the wasteland.

On the right side of the screen is the Great Sage Thousand Feathers, floating above the fortress with a face as pale as paper.

The human territory is now a sea of ​​joy.

[Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Look at that demon god's chosen face, it's whiter than a freshly painted wall!]

[Is that the Thousand Feather Great Sage? I heard he's pretty arrogant among the demons, known as the fastest after the "Golden-Winged Roc King," but now he looks like a sickly chicken?]

[Hey bro upstairs, have some confidence, drop the "like". If he met Venerable Qin Feng, he'd be nothing but a lousy chicken!]

[Constitution +1%! Constitution +1%! I'm just waiting for Venerable Qin to secure this blood, so I can improve my son's constitution!]

[It's a sure thing. Venerable Qin Feng probably won't even need to lift a finger to kill an early-stage Saint like this; a single glare will be enough.]

In the demon realm, however, the atmosphere was one of utter despair.

Countless demons stared at the light screen, their hearts sinking.

[Oh no... why did I have to run into Qin Feng of all people?]

[That unlucky Qianyu, didn't he check the almanac before going out?]

[Damn the Chosen Rules! Why were humans allowed to let this monster in? Qin Feng has already advanced to the Venerable Realm!]

[Stop yelling upstairs. The rules state that those below the Venerable level are subject to the rules, but Qin Feng was suppressed on the battlefield, so theoretically he still meets the requirements... It's just that his combat power is far too excessive!]

Can Qianyu hold out? As long as he can stall Qin Feng, he can utilize the mine's large array...

[Bullshit! Qin Feng can kill Saint Kings in the Endless Sea like cutting vegetables; Qian Yu's meager skills would be nothing short of being food for him!]

Stop fighting! Qianyu, run! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again!

[Run? Where to run? Failure on the mission will result in punishment for the entire clan! It's an F-level epidemic; it won't kill anyone, but it's disgusting!]

[It's better to be disgusted than to let the chosen one die inside! Qianyu is a genius that the Golden Rooster Clan produces only once every ten thousand years; it would be too much of a waste for him to die here!]

The demon race instantly split into two factions.

One faction advocated fighting to the death, even at the cost of their lives, to wear down Qin Feng; the other faction advocated preserving their strength and fleeing immediately.

But regardless of which faction they belong to, they all share a consensus: the demon race will inevitably lose this battle.

Countdown to zero.

Outside the fortress of the Crimson Flame Copper Mine, a fierce wind suddenly arose.

That wasn't natural wind, but a shock wave created by an object moving at high speed and compressing the air.

"boom--!!!"

With a deafening roar, the fortress's heavy steel gate crumbled and shattered like paper, turning into countless burning fragments that flew into the fortress's interior.

Dozens of lizard warriors hiding behind the door were turned into mincemeat by the shockwave before they could even scream.

The smoke cleared.

A figure dressed in black stood silently at the broken gate.

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, as if he had not come to attack a heavily guarded fortress, but rather to inspect his own backyard.

The air around him seemed to freeze.

Although the oppressive aura of the "Venerable One" was suppressed by the rules to the point of being 99%, the remaining trace was still like the sky falling and the earth collapsing for the beings present.

"Hiss..."

Countless lizard warriors' hands trembled violently as they gripped their weapons. Their vertical pupils were filled with terror. Instinct drove them to flee, but their leader's orders and the fear of divine punishment froze them in place.

Qin Feng didn't look at the henchmen.

He raised his head slightly, his gaze piercing through hundreds of meters to precisely lock onto the golden figure suspended in the air.

"Monster clan?"

Qin Feng spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it clearly resonated throughout the entire mine.

"Early stage of the Saint Realm... Golden Rooster Bloodline?"

The moment Qin Feng locked his gaze on him, the Great Sage Thousand Feathers felt all the feathers on his body stand on end.

The feeling was like having an ancient, ferocious beast eyeing your throat.

No, it's even more terrifying than that.

That was an absolute crushing defeat from the level of life itself.

The words that Thousand Feather Great Sage had prepared, such as "Humans, stop your arrogance" and "This place is the territory of my demon race," were all stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He saw Qin Feng's eyes.

What kind of eyes were those... deep as the void, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, only showing utter indifference to life.

In those eyes, the Great Sage Qianyu saw no "hostility," only "elimination."

It's like someone seeing dust on a table and casually wanting to wipe it away.

I am... just that speck of dust.

"I do not kill nameless people."

Qin Feng took a step, and his figure instantly covered a distance of tens of meters.

"Send your name."

The Great Sage Qianyu trembled.

As he watched Qin Feng approach step by step, the overwhelming sense of impending death in his mind nearly drove him to the brink of collapse.

beat?
Fight with your head!
The spatial control and physical explosiveness that his opponent displayed just now were absolutely overwhelming. And most importantly, Qin Feng was incredibly composed. That composure wasn't feigned; it was absolute confidence that had been forged after slaughtering countless powerful figures.

The Great Sage Qianyu dared to bet that if he dared to make a move, the next second would be a complete mess.

Task penalty?

A nationwide flu?

Fuck the flu!

That's just the whole clan catching a cold, what does that have to do with me! If I die, I'm really dead!

The Great Sage Qianyu made a decision instantly.

This was also the only consensus reached by many "smart people" within the demon race when facing Qin Feng.

Suddenly, the Great Sage Qianyu took a deep breath, and golden light shone brightly around his body!
"Such a powerful demonic aura!"

Upon seeing this, the lizard leader, Gluck, was overjoyed, believing that the divine messenger was about to unleash some earth-shattering power to suppress the human race. He brandished his battle axe and roared:

"My children! The divine messenger is about to make his move! Follow me and charge! Slaughter all humanity!!" "Kill!!!"

Tens of thousands of lizard warriors were emboldened and charged toward Qin Feng with roars.

however.

next second.

All the viewers in the live stream, whether human or demon, witnessed a scene that left them speechless.

The golden light emanating from the Great Sage Qianyu reached its peak, and then...

"boom!"

A burst of air.

Instead of rushing towards Qin Feng, he suddenly turned around and transformed into a giant golden rooster with a wingspan of a hundred feet. With a flap of his wings, he burned a full thirty percent of his life essence and blood, unleashing the fastest escape technique of his life—[Golden Rainbow Piercing the Sun]!
Whoosh-!
A golden light streaked across the sky like a meteor, fleeing wildly in the opposite direction at an incredible speed.

It moved so fast that it left behind layers of afterimages in the air.

He didn't utter a single harsh word.

There wasn't even a single probing attack.

He didn't even dare to look back.

This chosen one of the demon race, this dignified Great Sage of the Thousand Feathers, chose the most thorough, decisive, and shameless option when facing Qin Feng—selling out his teammates and running away.

Gluck's hand, holding the battle axe, froze in mid-air.

Tens of thousands of lizard warriors who were charging forward were dumbfounded. Their momentum was abruptly halted, almost causing a chain reaction of collisions.

The fortress was deathly silent.

All that remained was the golden light on the distant horizon, growing ever more distant until it finally disappeared completely.

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.

He was also stunned for a moment.

He'd seen cowards before, but never one this cowardly. This was supposed to be a Saint Realm expert, how could they not even have the will to put up a fight?

"He ran pretty fast."

Qin Feng shook his head, a disdainful sneer appearing on his lips.

As the figure of the Great Sage Qianyu completely disappeared at the edge of the map.

The system notification sound in the sky relentlessly echoed in the ears of all the demons.

【Ding--】

The demon race's chosen one, "Great Sage Thousand Feathers," abandoned his mission and fled the battlefield.

[Military mission failed.]

[Punishment in effect: An F-level epidemic, "Cartilage Flu," has broken out in the demon realm, lasting for three months.]

The real universe, the territory of the demon race.

Almost the instant the notification sound ended, on countless demon planets, a large number of demon beasts and transformed demons suddenly felt weak all over. Their originally powerful bodies seemed to have had their bones and tendons removed, and they collapsed to the ground, sneezing wildly.

"Ah! Ahh!"

"Damn it, Qianyu! He actually ran away!"

"I... Achoo! My legs are weak... What kind of lousy flu is this? It's not fatal, but... Achoo! It's so embarrassing!"

"Qianyu! You are a disgrace to my demon race!!"

The official forum and live stream chat of the demon race exploded instantly.

They were all vehemently criticizing the Great Sage Qianyu.

[Spineless! A complete weakling! He ran away the moment he saw me, didn't even last a single move!]

What does he take us, his subordinate race, for? Cannon fodder?

[I suggest expelling him from the demon race! This kind of cowardly deserter doesn't deserve to be a Great Sage!]

Meanwhile, the lizard clan chief, watching the live stream, was so enraged that he vomited blood and fainted. That was an important branch of their clan on the battlefield of the chosen gods! And they'd been sold out just like that!
On the other hand, the human race...

The comments section was filled with "hahahaha" and expressions of understanding.

To be honest, I think this chicken is quite clever.

Indeed, staying meant certain death. Although the entire tribe caught a cold after he ran away, he himself survived.

This is the awe-inspiring power of Venerable Qin Feng! Subduing the enemy without a fight!

[This is hilarious! Did that chicken use some kind of secret technique to burn its life essence when it ran away? Was it really necessary? Venerable Qin hasn't even made a move yet!]

[Demon Clan: We have a traitor among us. Qian Yu: I call this a strategic retreat! Survival is the only thing that matters!]

The Chosen Battlefield, the Crimson Copper Mine.

The Great Sage Qianyu has run away, but the mess he left behind remains.

Gluck looked at the man in black standing at the gate with despair.

It knew it was over.

Without the restraint of a Saint Realm expert, these lizards, no matter how numerous, were nothing more than slightly larger ants in the face of this human venerable one.

"The divine messenger... ran away?"

Gluck's voice trembled, then turned into extreme anger and madness, "Liars! They're all liars!!"

It turned its head and stared at Qin Feng with bloodshot eyes.

Since there's no way out, we have no choice but to fight to the death!
"Humans! This is the great lizard territory!"

Gluck roared, trying to mask his fear with his voice, "Kill him! The time has come to serve the people!"

"kill!!"

Despite their despair, tens of thousands of lizards, driven by their leader, launched a suicidal charge.

Qin Feng looked at the surging alien race, his eyes showing no emotion.

He doesn't need to use any profound laws.

In this battlefield where cultivation is suppressed, the most efficient way to kill is often the simplest.

Qin Feng extended his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

"gravity."

Just two simple words.

[Partial rule modification: Gravity coefficient in the billions.]

Om-!
Centered on Qin Feng, the gravity in the fan-shaped area in front of him instantly increased by billions!

Keep in mind that the initial gravity of the God-Chosen Battlefield was already ten thousand times that of the outside world. To increase that by a billion times—what a terrifying concept that would be!

"Crack! Click!"

That was the sound of bones cracking.

The thousands of lizards at the forefront couldn't even let out a scream before being pressed to the ground by the terrifying gravity.

Immediately afterwards, their body structures could not withstand the pressure and they burst into clouds of blood mist, then were compressed into thin, cicada-wing-like meat patties, pressed tightly to the ground.

The lizards behind tried to brake, but were pushed and shoved into the gravity field by their companions further behind, and then followed in their footsteps.

Qin Feng is like a ruthless meat grinder.

He walked forward step by step.

Wherever he went, lizards were turned into mincemeat in droves.

There was no room for resistance.

Gluck watched helplessly as his people fell like wheat being harvested, and his spirit completely collapsed.

"Devil...you are a devil..."

When Qin Feng walked up to it, Gluck had already been forced to kneel on the ground by gravity, its bones shattered and blood flowing from its seven orifices.

Qin Feng looked down at it.

"On this battlefield, there are no devils, nor gods."

Qin Feng raised his foot and stepped on Gluck's head.

"There are only winners and dead."

"puff."

A soft sound.

The lizard leader's head shattered like a watermelon.

Tens of thousands of lizards were wiped out.

Qin Feng stepped through the blood-soaked ground and walked to the control crystal at the very core of the mine.

He reached out and placed his hand on the crystal, infusing it with the power of the human race's civilization.

【Ding--】

[Congratulations to Qin Feng, the human agent, for successfully capturing the resource point: Crimson Copper Mine.]

Main quest two completed.

[Reward Distribution: Physical Fitness of all citizens across the entire human realm +1% (Already in effect).]

The stronghold level has been upgraded to level 2.

[Obtained new building blueprints: Automated Mining Golem Factory.]

Qin Feng withdrew his hand, watching as the originally dark red crystal slowly turned into the azure blue unique to the human race.

He turned around and looked into the distance.

That place is deeper within the battlefield of the chosen ones, and also where even more powerful enemies reside.

"First."

Qin Feng whispered.

This war, with the Milky Way as its chessboard and the fate of the clan as its stake, has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)