I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

"A 12-meter-tall conventional war golem is only used as a fire support base." Chu Feng snapped his fingers.

As the command was given, the alloy floor in the center of the test field slid heavily to both sides, and the deafening sound of huge mechanical gears meshing was deafening.

A huge iron cage, ten meters long and ten meters wide, slowly rose up.

Inside the cage, thousands of palm-sized mechanical creations were crawling around in dense crowds.

"Exploding Spider".

Chu Feng pointed to the monsters with bulging bellies and eight sharp mechanical limbs.

"The materials used to build a twelve-meter-class war golem are enough to produce 20,000 Exploding Spiders. The core components inside this thing are only two: the lowest quality fire-attribute crystal core fragments, and highly concentrated high explosives."

"Trading lives for lives, winning by sheer numbers. Based on our combat data, exchanging one hundred cheap scrap metal units for one fourth-tier alien beast is an extremely profitable proposition no matter how you look at it."

"Master, please look at this."

Chu Feng rapidly typed on the control panel, and a huge holographic projection descended from the dome of the test field.

The image shows an extremely heavy and massive iron behemoth.

It lacks the leg structure of a conventional puppet; its chassis consists of a wide metal track covered with barbs on the outside.

It was topped with a thick, hemispherical armor, and four large, energy-concentrating cannons gleamed with a chilling light.

"Heavy Armor Fortress"

"Completely abandon mobility and eliminate the complex bipedal balancing system. The saved costs and materials are all put into armor thickness and energy bombardment systems. In the event of war, they drive directly to the front line, lower their chassis and grip the ground firmly. Three thousand heavy fortresses firing simultaneously can unleash ten thousand high-energy beams in one minute, enough to flatten a mountain hundreds of meters high in a few seconds."

The scene suddenly shifts, and a dark, heavy cloud appears in the sky.

As the camera zooms in, you see countless tiny mechanical bees, no bigger than a fingernail, their tails shimmering with an eerie green light.

"Miniature poisonous wasps. They do not carry any explosives inside, but are filled with extremely high concentrations of neurotoxins and corrosive acid. Once they are used in conjunction with the Exploding Spider to tear open the scales of the alien beast, tens of thousands of poisonous stingers are instantly injected into the bloodstream."

"Our current strategic focus is not on forging a single puppet capable of taking on high-level alien beasts one-on-one. What we need to do is reduce the production cost of every single machine to rock bottom! If ten thousand are destroyed at the front lines, the production line at the rear will immediately replenish with twenty thousand. Using an endless supply of cheap steel, we'll wear down every alien beast attempting to breach our defenses, killing them on their way!"

Guhe listened to Chu Feng's rapid-fire explanation.

Over the past few decades, his pursuit of weapon forging has been to create high-level weapons to enhance the combat power of warriors.

It can be said that every weapon-making master in the Dragon Kingdom does this.

But the apprentice he had personally trained was doing the opposite.

"These are all things that Shen Qinwei taught me, and they opened the door to a new world for me."

Chu Feng looked directly into Gu He's eyes, his gaze bright and piercing.

Guhe fell completely silent.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over the massive stamping machines, the roaring alloy conveyor belts, and the apprentices tirelessly inscribing spirit patterns on the workbench.

This massive industrial system is continuously incubating killing machines.

At this moment, Gu He felt that breaking through to the seventh rank was somewhat insignificant.

I originally thought that after I came out of seclusion, I would be able to provide Shen Tian with greater assistance.

During the short period of seclusion of just over a month, the outside world seemed to have undergone a tremendous epochal change.

The apprentice who once followed behind him has now embarked on a path completely opposite to that of traditional weapon forging.

An extremely strong sense of disparity surged through Guhe's chest.

Just then.

"Boom—"

Two powerful pressures poured down from ten thousand meters above the sky without warning, as if the gravity of the entire sky had multiplied several times at that moment.

Guhe suddenly raised his head and sensed two extremely terrifying auras descending.

The strength of his aura even surpassed that of Lu Changming.

The seventh-grade spiritual power instantly left the body like a startled, angry dragon.

His dark blue spiritual fire pulsed wildly within his sea of ​​consciousness.

The interplay of ice and fire created a massive airwave ring in mid-air with a diameter exceeding ten kilometers, as the forces of the laws interacted and compressed each other.

"Eighth Rank!"

Guhe's eyelids twitched violently, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly.

This immense pressure!

This power to trigger the laws of heaven and earth and produce large-scale phenomena can only be achieved by top-tier experts of the eighth rank or above.

When did such a powerful expert emerge in this region of Southern Xinjiang?

And there were two of them?

Could it be that the high-end combat forces of the alien race have directly invaded the rear?

However, facing the devastating pressure overhead, Chu Feng stood motionless.

The red and blue beams of light from the sky crashed onto the platform in front of the factory.

The two terrifying forces converged the moment they touched the ground, eventually coalescing into two humanoid silhouettes about two meters tall.

The gale whipped up countless metal shards, which pelted against the surrounding steel walls, creating a dense, pattering sound like raindrops hitting banana leaves.

Within the crimson vortex of flames, Lu Changming stood with his hands behind his back, the surrounding air baked into a void by the fire laws naturally emanating from him.

In the deep blue frost storm, Yan Jinghan rested one hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist. With each step he took, a translucent ice lotus would condense on the ground beneath his feet.

The two swaggered out of the energy vortex, chins held high, their nostrils practically pointing to the sky.

"Long time no see, Master Furukawa."

"have not seen you for a long time."

As the two spoke, the oppressive feeling they exuded, as if they were one with heaven and earth and could resonate with the laws of nature with every move they made, was like a tangible mountain, making the thousands of apprentices present feel breathless.

The ancient river in mid-air was stunned.

Lu Changming? Yan Jinghan?

He was very familiar with the appearances of these two old guys, but... what's with this aura?

Gu He rubbed his eyes and repeatedly scanned them with his seventh-grade mental energy.

Early stage of Rank 8!

These two, who had been stuck at the seventh level for over a decade, actually crossed that eighth-level chasm.

"Your Highness, Principal Yan!"

"You...you've reached level eight?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changming and Yan Jinghan exchanged a knowing glance.

His eyes held a thousand unspoken words, which ultimately transformed into an irrepressible sense of joy.

What are these two old guys trying to achieve by making such a huge spectacle, speeding all the way from Tianyun City?

Isn't it all just to show off in front of my old friend Guhe, who has just come out of seclusion?

In this region of southern Xinjiang, there are only a handful of old acquaintances I can talk to.

It's pointless to go up to that monstrous genius Shen Tian and show off your eighth-level cultivation; that would just be asking for trouble.

Gu He, that old rascal, has been in seclusion for several months and just broke through to the seventh rank of spiritual power. He's bound to be swaggering. If we don't curb his arrogance now, how will we be able to keep order in the future?

Yan Jinghan coughed lightly twice and casually swept his right hand across the air.

The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the swirling ice crystals seemed to be summoned by a king, frantically converging towards his palm.

In the blink of an eye, a giant, 30-meter-long, ice-blue sword phantom materialized out of thin air behind him.

On the surface of the sword, countless silver law runes darted and shimmered like swimming fish.

The walls of the steel factory buildings within a 50-meter radius were instantly covered with a layer of ice up to half a meter thick.

"Old Gu, even after months of seclusion, your eyesight hasn't deteriorated."

Yan Jinghan's tone was as calm as still water, as if the thirty-meter-long ice sword behind him was insignificant.

"Just luck, pure luck."

As the master of Tianyun Prefecture, Lu Changming also showed signs of childlike innocence at this moment.

He opened his right hand, and the terrifying crimson storm that was powerful enough to melt the entire factory rapidly compressed above his palm.

In the end, the sea of ​​fire transformed into a dark golden fireball, no bigger than a billiard ball.

Inside the fireball, it seemed as if an ancient fire dragon was roaring and rolling, emitting such high temperatures that even the space itself was scorched with tiny black cracks.

Lu Changming deftly tossed the dark gold fire bead between his fingers, as if he were playing with a walnut.

"The threshold of the eighth rank is rumored to be incredibly mysterious outside, with things like 'no destruction, no construction,' and 'nine deaths and one life.' In my opinion, it's just that. It's a natural progression."

As Guhe listened to the conversation between the two in mid-air, he felt as if ten thousand strange beasts were stampeding and trampling in his mind.

Screw this "going with the flow" nonsense!

These two have been stuck in the mid-stage of the seventh rank for more than ten years, and haven't even touched the threshold of the laws. How could they possibly cross two minor realms in just a few months and directly condense the origin of the laws?

"What exactly did you do?"