High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 407 The Transformation of Ten Thousand Poisons, Resolved in the Blink of an Eye! The Zerg Collapse!

The sky above the Chosen Battlefield still displayed an unsettling dark red hue, with the "Order to Kill All Races" hovering in the sky like the Sword of Damocles.

However, the operating logic of the Chosen One system is not subject to the will of any race.

Even though the entire universe is targeting humanity, the system's tasks continue to refresh as scheduled.

【Ding. 】

Irreversible biocontamination has been detected in the "Forest of Life" area (C-12).

[Emergency Rescue Mission Triggered: Microscopic Warfare.]

[Mission Description: Area C-12 was originally a biological sample repository for the Chosen Battlefield, but it has now been occupied by the Zerg Chosen One, "Plague Mother Sara." She has injected a genetic virus called "God-Eating Spores" into the area's core, the "Tree of Life."]

[Mission Objective: Eliminate all viruses before the Tree of Life completely withers (Remaining Time: 20 minutes).]

Restrictions:
Damage is prohibited: The Tree of Life is extremely fragile, and any energy impact exceeding the "King-level" will cause it to shatter directly.

Fire is prohibited: When the God-Eating Spores come into contact with fire, they will instantly accelerate their reproduction and detonate the host.

Complete purification: The virus residue rate must be 0.0000%, otherwise the mission will fail.

[Current Difficulty: S-Rank (Micro-management/Medical Side)]

[Opponent Faction: Insect Race.]

The Real Universe, the Terra Council.

The atmosphere, which had been high due to the winning streak, was instantly dampened by the sight of the mission details.

"This...this is a deadly trap."

A biologist in a white lab coat slumped in his chair, his face deathly pale. "The Zerg's 'God-Eating Spores' are forbidden weapons in the universe. They parasitize inside the cell nucleus, intertwined with the host's genetic code. To eliminate them would be like pulling out every single blood vessel in a person's body without breaking the skin... It's simply impossible!"

"And only 20 minutes!" another staff officer cried out in despair. "Even the most advanced medical nanobot army in the entire universe would need three days and three nights to complete a surgery of this precision!"

Inside the Chosen Battlefield.

Qin Feng looked at the mission panel and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Zerg? Sara?"

He remembered the name. In the original timeline, this Zerg matriarch had turned half the galaxy's inhabitants into oozing, pus-filled lumps of flesh.

"Since we're dealing with viruses, let's see who has the steadyer scalpel."

Qin Feng flashed, not tearing through space (to avoid affecting vulnerable targets), but instead transformed into a streak of light, flying close to the ground and rushing towards the forest shrouded in a ghastly green poisonous mist.

Area C-12, Forest of Life.

This place may have once been a paradise of birdsong and fragrant flowers, but now it has become hell.

The bark of the towering tree rotted, oozing a thick, yellowish-brown liquid. The ground was covered with a writhing fungal carpet, upon which countless fleshy spheres with compound eyes undulated, spewing deadly spore mists.

In the heart of the forest, a thousand-meter-tall white ancient tree trembled in agony. Its leaves had turned black, and its trunk was covered with purplish-black, vein-like protrusions—the result of a virus frantically devouring its life essence.

On one of the branches of the ancient tree, lay a huge creature that resembled a combination of a spider and a centipede.

This is Sara, the Chosen One of the Zerg—the Plague Mother (late stage of the Holy Realm).

She has a half-human, half-insect upper body, and a swollen ovipositor lower body.

"Hiss..."

Sarah let out a chilling laugh that echoed throughout the live stream via the mental network.

"Human...you've arrived. I smell that nauseating stench of order on you."

"Look, this beautiful work of art. My children have become one with this tree. You want to save it? Unless you cut this tree into atoms!"

At this moment, the entire universe's barrage of comments erupted once again.

"Hehehe, the Mistress's 'God-Devouring Spores' are incurable! It's not poison, it's a gift of evolution!"

"This human only knows brute force. Last time, repairing a pillar was like dealing with inanimate objects, but this time it's a battle at the level of living cells!"

"I'm betting he'll accidentally smash the tree! Humans are such crude creatures; they have no idea about the mysteries of the microscopic world."

"Waiting for humans to be infected by the spores and become one of us! Madam, please grant him the 'Kiss of Corruption'!"

"It's disgusting...I feel like throwing up..."

"How can we fight this? We can't use force, we can't use fire. Those insects are crawling in and out of the tree trunk!"

"God Qin... God Qin used to be a martial artist, not a doctor! This isn't his field of expertise!"

"It's over, this is clearly a trap designed to target Qin Feng's fighting style! The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races has begun a targeted deployment!"

"Theoretically speaking, this is a dead end. Unless the chosen one possesses 'god-level' precision in manipulating mental power and is proficient in bio-genetic engineering. Both are indispensable."

Qin Feng was suspended in the foul-smelling air.

No protective aura was activated.

Those spore viruses that tried to get close to him lost their activity and fell away as soon as they were one centimeter away from his skin, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier.

That's the life force field inherent in the "Primordial Limit Dao Body," making it immune to all poisons a basic requirement.

He ignored Sarah's shouts and looked straight inside the ancient tree, his gaze piercing through its bark.

Within the vision of the "Eye of the Ruins," countless tiny black nematodes are frantically tearing at the green life-giving spots of the ancient tree.

Order of magnitude: 380 billion.

Distribution range: Every corner of the entire tree.

"interesting."

Qin Feng commented casually.

"Although the methods are despicable, they are certainly dirty enough."

Sarah was enraged by Qin Feng's contemptuous attitude.

"Inferior? How dare you insult the great way of Zerg evolution!"

She screamed as her ovipositor contracted violently.

puff!puff!puff!
Tens of thousands of hydralisks emerged from the cavities in the tree trunk, spraying highly corrosive acid at Qin Feng. At the same time, the concentration of spores in the air increased a hundredfold, creating a green rainstorm.

"Boring."

Qin Feng didn't even move an inch.

He simply raised his hands slowly.

Ten slender fingers moved gently in the air, as if playing an invisible piano.

next second.

The acid, poisonous mist, and even the spiky snakes that lunged at him all froze in mid-air.

It's not that time stands still.

Instead, it was entangled by countless invisible "lines".

That's air.

It is a kind of Qi thread that compresses one's own vital energy to a thickness finer than nanometers, yet is tougher than an alloy.

This is a divine skill that Qin Feng deduced by combining his own insights after receiving Zhou Xiong's "Ten Perfect Hands" in the "Sixth-Seventh Stage of the Outline".

This move is called "Thousand Threads of Calamity".

"Since you pride yourself on quantity, then I will crush you in terms of quantity."

Qin Feng suddenly pulled his fingers back.

Pfft——!
The swarm of hydralisks was sliced ​​into neat pieces in the same instant.

But this is just the prelude.

Qin Feng did not stop. The speed of his finger movements suddenly increased, so fast that even a Saint Realm expert's dynamic vision could only see a blur.

Countless invisible threads of qi, like gentle spring rain, silently pierced the trunk of the ancient tree of life.

No sawdust flew, and no sap flowed out.

These threads bypassed all the fibrous tissue of the ancient tree, following the plant's veins to precisely locate the 380 billion virus infection points.

"???"

"What is he doing? Playing the piano for the tree?"

"I don't understand it at all. But those insects seem to be dead."

"Look at the ancient tree's status bar! Its health bar has stopped decreasing!"

"Impossible! What kind of combat technique is that? Is it the materialization of mental energy? Or the external projection of blood and qi?"

"He's performing minimally invasive surgery? Operating on three hundred billion targets simultaneously? That's not scientific! That violates the computational limits of the biological brain!"

"Mistress! Detonate the spores quickly! Don't let him succeed!"

Sarah also sensed that something was wrong.

She was horrified to discover that her mental connections with those "God-Eating Spores" were breaking one by one.

It wasn't destroyed, but rather... stripped away.

That human thread, like the most skillful thief, "stole" the spore from the cell nucleus without triggering the alarm.

"Damn it! If that's how it is, then let's die together!"

Sarah let out a shrill scream and gave the order to self-destruct.

"All spores, immediately undergo fission and explode!"

The instruction has been issued.

However, the anticipated massive explosion did not occur.

The ancient tree of life still stands quietly, and even its originally blackened leaves have begun to show a hint of green.

"What's going on? Why aren't you obeying my orders?!" Sarah frantically pounded on the tree trunk.

Qin Feng lowered his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly looked at the hysterical insect.

“Because they have been sealed away.” His words trailed off.

From every pore of the ancient tree of life, tiny black particles, each enveloped in a translucent bubble, slowly floated out.

Those were the "God-Eating Spores" that had been peeled off.

Each spore is enveloped in a layer of protective energy thinner than a cell membrane, completely isolating it from external stimuli and cutting off its ability to receive signals for self-destruction.

This scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Billions of tiny bubbles rose from the tree trunk, converging in the dim sky to form a black galaxy.

As the toxins left the body, the ancient tree instantly burst forth with vitality. The withered yellow bark peeled away, revealing tender green new bark, and the enormous canopy stretched out at a visible speed, blossoming with white flowers of life.

【mission completed. 】

[Time taken: 3 minutes and 45 seconds.]

Virus clearance rate: 100%.

Damage rate of ancient trees: 0%.

[Rating: SSS rank (Divine skill).]

Qin Feng stretched out his hand, and the "black galaxy" composed of billions of viruses rapidly compressed and condensed in his palm.

In the end, it transformed into a jet-black bead that exuded a terrifying and destructive aura.

Thank you for your gift.

Qin Feng played with the [Ten Thousand Poisons Pearl], looking at Sarah, whose face was ashen.

"If this stuff is refined, it could be used as fertilizer for our base. After all, extreme toxicity can turn into medicine."

Sarah trembled and backed away.

She finally realized that the human in front of her was not a creature she could understand.

This wasn't just a matter of overwhelming power; it was a chasm of spiritual cultivation. Her opponent had mistaken her prized ultimate bio-weapon for… crafts?

"Escape! We must bring this intelligence back! This human is the nemesis of all carbon-based life!"

Sarah screamed as her body exploded, transforming into countless tiny flying insects that scattered in all directions.

This is the Zerg's ultimate survival skill—the Myriad Clones. As long as one Zerg escapes, she can be reborn.

"Did I let you go?"

Qin Feng's voice remained calm.

But the space behind him suddenly distorted.

Rule-based capability: Causal locking.

Killer move: Golden Luan (an enhanced version of the fourth-stage enlightenment killer move).

This time, there were no earth-shattering fist marks.

There was only one clear bird song.

A phantom of a divine bird, formed from pure golden light, soared into the sky from behind Qin Feng.

The divine bird flapped its wings, scattering thousands of golden feathers.

Each golden feather precisely tracks a flying insect, no matter which dimension it escapes to or how it changes direction.

Puff puff puff!
Blood blossoms bloomed everywhere.

Tens of thousands of clones were nailed to the void in the same second.

Sarah didn't even have time to let out a final scream before she was completely erased from the biological level.

With the fall of the Zerg Chosen, the live stream chat fell into a brief silence, before erupting into an unprecedented frenzy.

"This is insane... Is this what humans are like? Even the machine race couldn't do this level of micromanagement!"

“I have a feeling that if we don’t get rid of him soon, the battlefield of God’s Chosen will become his personal show.”

"Quickly, go and summon the divine son of the gods! Only the divine purification magic of the gods can contend with him!"

"This isn't martial arts, this is cultivation! This is a miracle!"

"I'm a professor at the medical school... I just watched the whole thing on my knees. Qin Shen's 'Qi Threads' technique has completely overturned the basic theories of surgery."

"So cool! That effortless ease he exudes makes me feel so safe!"

"This isn't a butcher, this is clearly a miracle doctor!"

At this moment, the system's reward settlement announcement rang out, echoing throughout the entire real universe.

[Congratulations to Qin Feng, the Chosen One of the Human Race, for perfectly completing the purification mission.]

[National Fortune Feedback Begins to be Distributed]

Racial talent evolution:

【Immune to All Poisons (Beginner)】: The entire human race is immune to all viruses and bacteria below level F (including influenza, plague, and basic biochemical toxins).

[Self-healing factor activation]: Wound healing speed increased by 300%, and limb reattachment success rate increased by 50%.

Special assets:

Human stronghold obtains the facility: [Fountain of Life] (which can produce high-concentration life-restoring potions).

Extended lifespan:

The average life expectancy of humans has increased by 10 years.

The real universe, Blue Star.

Miracles have occurred in countless hospitals.

In the ICU ward, patients whose lives were hanging by a thread due to severe infections suddenly saw their vital signs rise.

The high fever subsided, the abscess dissipated, and breathing stabilized.

On the street, people who have been suffering from chronic bronchitis and rhinitis for years suddenly felt that their breathing was clearer than ever before.

"I'm not coughing anymore? My asthma is cured?"

"Oh my god, the wound on my hand is scabbing over! It was bleeding just now!"

"To live another ten years...this is true salvation!"

People rushed into the streets and knelt down in the direction of the man on the screen.

This is no longer just about worshipping the strong; it's a devout belief in the "giver of life."

The Chosen Battlefield.

Qin Feng casually tossed the [Ten Thousand Poisons Pearl] into the stronghold's warehouse and fed the "Saint-level Insect Core" left by Sarah to the "Spark of Civilization".

The flames of the fire changed from gold to a deeper purplish-gold, and the stronghold's area expanded outward by another thousand kilometers.

"call……"

Qin Feng gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

The continuous high-intensity micro-operations, while not exhausting for him, still required mental effort.

He sat atop the stronghold's tower, a steaming cup of tea (a battlefield artifact) in his hand.

"The Zerg have also been dealt with."

Qin Feng took a sip of tea, his gaze deep. "The Spirit Clan, the Demon Clan, the Insect Clan... these three troublemakers have already been crippled. Next, it's the turn of the real big fish."

His Eye of the Ruins looked towards the distant horizon.

There, several terrifying auras were converging.

It possessed the cold metallic luster of the mechanical race, the overwhelming demonic energy of the demon race, and even a trace of the false, holy golden light of the gods.

"Can you finally bear it?"

Qin Feng put down his teacup.

On the system panel, the "Order to Kill All Races" that had been flashing suddenly turned a blinding blood red.

[WARNING: The first phase of the Chosen Battlefield, the "Newbie Protection Period," has ended.]

[WARNING: A large-scale Alliance of Chosen Ones has been detected moving towards region S-09 (Human stronghold).]

Number of hostile forces: 128.

[Race included: Gods, Demons, Machines, Titans, Dragons...]

[Triggering the War Mission: The World Is Our Enemy.]

[Mission Objective: Defend the human stronghold for 48 hours under siege by 128 alien chosen ones.]

Looking at this number, which would have driven any civilization to despair, Qin Feng smiled.

The smile was somewhat cold, yet tinged with nostalgia.

One hundred and twenty-eight?

He slowly stood up, stretched his neck, and made a cracking sound.

"Too little."

"It's not even enough for me to warm up."

He turned to look at the hundred sleeping babies behind him, his eyes instantly softening.

"Go to sleep."

"When you wake up, the world will be quiet."

Qin Feng turned around, his back to the stronghold, facing the allied forces of all races that were about to sweep in.

Just as he has done countless times before.

One person, one city, guarding the lights of thousands of homes.

(End of this chapter)