Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

After Lin Feng and his group left the Blood Demon race's galaxy, a million Death Warships lined up in the starry sky to return, their silver-white hulls still bearing the marks of battle.

The Blood Demon Ancestral Star has been reduced to nothingness and dust. The demonic civilization that ravaged the original universe for billions of years has finally met its end under the Heavenly Emperor's weapon of human civilization.

The warriors were overjoyed at their successful revenge. Those compatriots lost in parallel universes, those comrades who sacrificed themselves under the Blood Demon warships, could finally rest in peace.

However, just as the human fleet was preparing to return to the solar system for rest, an invisible force surged out from the ruins of the Blood Demon Ancestral Star.

That power had no color, no shape, yet it carried a chilling cold that froze the soul, an aura of death that instilled instinctive fear in all living beings. It surged forth from the ruins like a tide, spreading in all directions; wherever it passed, space trembled, time stood still, and all life wailed.

A deathly force instantly enveloped them and then took control of the entire Blood Demon clan.

In the ruins of the Blood Demon Ancestral Star, the fragments of the red warships destroyed by the Heavenly Emperor's weapons began to reform. Not resurrection, not rebirth, but a far more terrifying form of existence—under the corrosive power of death, the fragments became translucent, ghostly entities.

They have no physical form, yet possess power far greater than any physical entity. They have no life, yet possess a will far more terrifying than any life. They are the embodiment of death, the messengers of the end, the puppets of the universe's will to die.

Those Blood Demon warriors who died in the war, those Blood Demon nobles who turned to ashes under the Heavenly Emperor's weapons, and those Blood Demon rulers who disappeared in the collapse of the stars—all of them were resurrected.

Their eyes lost their color, replaced by a void of darkness. Their bodies lost their flesh and blood, replaced by pure death energy. Their will lost its self, replaced by absolute obedience to the will of death.

The Blood Demon Clan, a civilization recently utterly destroyed by human civilization, has been transformed into an even more terrifying undead army under the power of the will to die.

Millions of translucent red warships arrayed themselves in the starry sky, while billions of ghostly blood demon warriors spread out in front of them, and the aura of death enveloped the entire cosmos.

Meanwhile, the will to die continues to spread throughout the first universe, and more and more power is being controlled by them.

Starting from the ruins of the Blood Demon Ancestral Star, the power of the Will of Death spread continuously throughout the First Universe. Galaxy after galaxy was shrouded in the Will of Death, civilization after civilization was controlled by the Will of Death, and star after star was extinguished under its power.

Those civilizations once destroyed by the Blood Demon civilization, those races that perished in cosmic wars, those lives that disappeared in the river of time—all of them were resurrected, all of them were controlled by the will of death, and all of them became part of the undead legion.

In the First Universe, a wave of death is sweeping across everything at an alarming rate. Every hour, dozens of galaxies are devoured by the will of death. Every day, hundreds of civilizations are controlled by the will of death. Every week, hundreds of billions of lives become puppets of the will of death.

In the three days that followed, instead of Lin Feng and his group searching for the Will of Death, it appeared.

For three days, the human fleet rested near the ruins of the Blood Demon Ancestral Star. During those three days, the power of the Will of Death continued to spread, grow stronger, and draw closer. Three days later, as the human fleet prepared to return to the solar system, the undead legion of the Will of Death appeared.

In the starry sky, countless semi-transparent warships surged in from all directions, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

Among those warships were the red behemoths of the Blood Demon civilization, the colorful warships of the Avatar civilization, the warships of the races in the colorful galaxy that were devoured by the divine tree, and the warships of the galaxies in parallel universes that were conquered by humans—all the civilizations that had died, all the races that had perished, and all the beings that had been destroyed had been resurrected, all controlled by the will of death, and all standing on the opposite side of human civilization.

Their numbers weren't in the millions, or even tens of millions, but in the hundreds of millions. The entire starry sky was filled with them, the entire universe was covered by them, and the entire First Universe trembled under the power of the will to die.

This time, the power unleashed by the Will of Death was even stronger. Fortunately, the Heavenly Emperor's weapon was powerful enough to barely defeat them.

The battle erupted in the starry sky. A million death warships opened fire simultaneously, and beams of light from a million Heavenly Emperor weapons bloomed across the cosmos. Time and space lockdowns were activated at the same time, imprisoning all enemies within a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers in a time-space cage.

The penetrating force tore apart countless enemy ships, the penetrating force entered the cores of countless enemies, and the explosive force triggered a chain reaction.

But this time, there were too many enemies. So many that the beams of the Heavenly Emperor's weapon couldn't cover them all, so many that time-lockdown couldn't imprison all targets, and so many that space-lockdown couldn't block all escape routes.

The translucent warships, after being destroyed, reformed in less than a minute, becoming even more powerful and terrifying than before. The ghostly warriors, after being annihilated, resurrected in less than thirty seconds, more frenzied and bloodthirsty than ever.

Humanity's fleet began to suffer losses. A deathship was besieged by dozens of translucent enemy ships; its shields shattered under the corrosive power of death energy, its hull was pierced, and thousands of warriors perished in the explosion.

A Death Knight armored vehicle was surrounded by a horde of Ghost Warriors. The armor corroded in the power of death, and the pilot was reduced to ashes in the cockpit. A defensive platform disintegrated under concentrated enemy fire, and tens of thousands of defensive soldiers were left forever in space.

The battle lasted three days and three nights. The human fleet was reduced from one million ships to six hundred thousand, and the Death Armor was reduced from three million units to one million five hundred thousand.

But humanity ultimately prevailed, albeit by a narrow margin. In the final wave of attacks, the Heavenly Emperor's weapons destroyed all the enemies, temporarily annihilating them. But everyone knew this was only temporary. Those enemies would resurrect, would return, and would be even stronger than before.

Lin Feng also learned that the people controlled by the will of death were becoming increasingly powerful.

Standing at the porthole of the command center, Lin Feng watched the dissipating, translucent enemy ships, his eyes filled with solemnity. The first time he encountered the undead legion of the Will of Death, those enemies took three to thirty minutes to resurrect.

The second time they encountered them, the enemies' respawn time was reduced to less than a minute. This time, the respawn time was reduced to less than thirty seconds. And with each respawn, their power was greater than before.

The first time, their strength was equal to their strength in life. The second time, their strength was twice that of their previous life. This time, their strength was five times that of their previous life.

Next time, if the Will of Death reappears, the resurrection time of those enemies might be reduced to less than ten seconds, and their strength might increase to ten, twenty, or even fifty times their former power. As for humanity's Heavenly Emperor weapons, while still powerful, they have already revealed their limits in this battle.

This time, the Heavenly Emperor's weapon was able to barely suppress them, but next time it might not be able to.

Lin Feng frowned, his mind racing as he rehearsed the possible future battle scenarios.

If the power of the will to die continues to grow, if the resurrection speed of those undead legions continues to accelerate, if their power continues to increase—next time, the weapons of the Celestial Emperor may not be able to suppress them.

The time after that, the human fleet might be overwhelmed by them. The time after that, the solar system might be destroyed by them.

Human civilization needs more powerful weapons, weapons far more powerful than the weapons of the Heavenly Emperor. A weapon that can completely annihilate the will of death, a weapon that can permanently end the undead legion, a weapon that can save the entire universe.

Therefore, Lin Feng decisively stopped his conquests and continued to study the Heavenly Emperor's weapon.

"Pass down the order." Lin Feng's voice echoed in the command center, firm and decisive. "The entire army returns to the solar system. All fleets cease operations, and all troops enter a period of rest and reorganization. Technological Alliance, concentrate all resources and focus all efforts on researching upgrade plans for the Heavenly Emperor's weapons. Compressed cosmic devices, operate at full capacity; I need more cosmic essence."

"The power of the Will of Death is constantly growing, and the strength of the Undead Legion is constantly increasing. If we don't become stronger, we might not be able to stop them next time. Therefore, we must develop an even more powerful weapon based on the Emperor's weapon. A weapon that can completely destroy the Will of Death, a weapon that can permanently end the Undead Legion, a weapon that can save the entire universe."

"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.

In the solar system, all factories turned to research on the Emperor's weapon upgrade program, all production lines stopped producing warships and armor, and all resources were invested in the research and development of new weapons.

The cosmic compression device operates day and night, continuously compressing the power of the universe into its very essence. Experts from the Technology Alliance work tirelessly, disassembling, analyzing, and optimizing every component of the Heavenly Emperor's weapon.

Lin Feng entered the system simulation space again. A pale white world unfolded before his eyes. Lin Feng stood in the void, with the complete design blueprint of the Heavenly Emperor's weapon in front of him.

The Heavenly Emperor's weapon was powerful enough to seal time and space, penetrate all defenses, and dismantle all existence from within. But against the Will of Death, against that undead legion that could resurrect and grow infinitely stronger, the Heavenly Emperor's weapon was still insufficient.

He needs a weapon that can completely annihilate the will to die, a weapon that can sever the connection between the will to die and the universe, a weapon that can truly bring peace to the dead.

The power of the will to die originates from death in the universe, from all departed lives, and from all extinguished existences. To completely eradicate the will to death, a power is needed to purify death, a power to deliver departed souls, and a power that allows the dead to truly rest in peace.

Lin Feng began a new research project. This time, it wasn't for plunder, conquest, or revenge. It was for salvation, for an end, for the future of the entire universe.