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After the crack closed, Meteorite Abyss returned to its deathly silence.

The poisonous fog surged back in from all directions, filling the space that had just been torn apart.

Lin Feng retracted the Myriad Tribulations Halberd and glanced down at his right hand.

The dark red skin beneath the tiger's mouth was visible.

Lin Feng tried to move his fingers.

The ring and little fingers did not react.

He switched the Myriad Calamities Halberd to his left hand.

None of the other contestants approached.

They were scattered a hundred meters away. Several prodigies whose source energy had been extracted by Tu Qianjue earlier had ashen faces and purple lips, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness.

A prodigy dressed in dark blue armor hesitated for a moment before taking two steps toward Lin Feng.

"Forest......"

Lin Feng glanced down at them.

The man immediately stopped and returned to his original position.

No one dared to make a move.

Lin Feng turned around and his gaze fell on the spot where Tu Qianjue had been standing.

There was a large patch of blood and flesh on the ground, mixed with several broken pieces of a dark red collar. Half of Tu Qianjue's sternum, which he had torn off when he escaped, was also left here, its surface covered with devouring patterns.

A system notification sounded in my mind.

[A remnant of a seventh-tier Overlord's essence has been detected.]

[The residue includes: 3 fragments of the Devouring Law, 1 essence of the Abyss, and 1 fragment of Spatial Perception.]

Is it absorbed?

"suck."

Lin Feng squatted down and pressed his left hand against the pile of flesh and blood.

Dark red energy was drawn from his flesh and blood, flowing into his body through his palm. The fragments of the Devouring Law churned within his meridians, then were enveloped by the Source of Slaughter and pressed deep into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The essence of the abyss was the most concentrated, and after being poured into his dantian, Lin Feng's aura rose slightly.

Mid-stage of the first tier of Dominator.

We're still far from a breakthrough, but our foundation has been strengthened.

When the last fragment of spatial perception entered his body, the mark on the tiger's mouth of Lin Feng's right hand suddenly lit up.

A very faint sense of direction emerged in my mind.

northeast.

Moving.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

Tu Qianjue devoured his flesh and blood, gaining spatial perception. He absorbed the fragments of spatial perception left behind by Tu Qianjue, and was able to detect the direction of the mark in reverse.

There was an invisible line between the two of them.

Whoever finds the other party first by following this line will take the initiative.

Lin Feng stood up but didn't rush to chase after him.

The Devouring Mark on his right hand was still eroding his flesh. He could feel the power slowly spreading around his tiger's mouth, consuming a cell with each passing breath.

The system popped up the panel again.

[Analysis of the Devouring Mark complete.]

[Source of the mark: Tu Qianjue's Devouring Law.]

[Function 1: Passively sense the host's location (accuracy decreases with distance).]

[Function 2: Continuously erodes the flesh around the wound, blocking the body's natural healing process.]

[Elimination Plan 1: Forcibly eradicate using the source of destruction, taking approximately seven days, during which the right hand will be unusable.]

[Option Two for Elimination: Devour Tu Qianjue's true form, reclaim the source of the laws, and the mark will automatically dissipate.]

[Option 3: Break through to the second level of the Overlord realm, and cover the imprint with a higher-level origin.]

Seven days.

Lin Feng glanced at his right hand.

The competition is still ongoing; seven days is too long.

Option two requires finding Tu Qianjue.

Option 3 requires significant resource investment to achieve a breakthrough.

He temporarily set aside the three plans and turned his attention back to the battlefield.

Besides Tu Qianjue's remains, there were also more than a dozen corpses of the contestants on the ground. These people died at Tu Qianjue's hands; their original cores had been completely devoured, but trace amounts of energy still remained in their bones and flesh.

Lin Feng did not touch the corpses.

He walked to the edge of the battlefield and picked up two broken Sovereign-level weapons. The materials of the weapons were quite good, just right for feeding the Myriad Calamities Heavenly Halberd.

Several contestants saw his actions, exchanged glances, and remained silent.

The prodigy in dark blue armor finally mustered his courage and spoke, "Lin Feng, Tu Qianjue's spatial blockade has been lifted, and the teleportation token has been restored. Should we retreat first?"

Lin Feng didn't even turn his head.

"Do as you please."

The prodigy in dark blue armor paused for a moment, then whispered to the person beside him, "He's not leaving."

"Of course he's not leaving, he's here to compete." A third-tier prodigy next to him said in a low voice, "Didn't you see him absorbing Tu Qianjue's things just now? This guy is treating the battlefield like a resource mine."

The group remained silent for a moment.

Three seriously injured people crushed the teleportation tokens, and a white light shone, sending them out of the Meteor Abyss.

The remaining people did not move.

They watched Lin Feng's retreating figure, each lost in their own thoughts.

External monitoring room.

Two of Augustus's close associates were still standing in front of the group formation board.

The warning on the light screen was still flashing; the battle record between Lin Feng and Tu Qianjue was locked by the main array and could not be altered.

One of them had his fingers hovering above the array plate, sweat dripping from his fingertips.

"It can't be changed." His voice was hoarse. "The timestamps and spatial coordinates of the main array are all bound together. If you change even one piece of data, the entire record will collapse."

The other person gritted their teeth.

"Then mark the entire recording as 'equipment failure' and apply for its sealing on the grounds of system error."

"It's too late."

Zhou Tong's voice came from behind.

They both turned around at the same time.

Zhou Tong stood beside the monitoring console, his finger resting on the panel. A golden aura of authority was spreading beneath his fingertip.

"The main battle record has been synchronized to the chief referee team of the Prodigy Battle." Zhou Tong withdrew his hand, glanced at the two of them, and said, "It was completed three seconds ago."

Their faces turned pale instantly.

"Elder Zhou, you!"

"I'm just following the rules." Zhou Tong turned around and walked towards the door. He paused as he passed the broken wine glass on the ground.

"Put the wine away."

He pushed open the door and went out.

The door closed behind them.

The two confidants exchanged a glance, and one of them suddenly pulled out a communication crystal.

"Commander, the record has been leaked."

There was a three-breath silence on the other side of the crystal.

Augustus's voice came from inside, devoid of emotion.

"How many were transmitted?"

"all."

Another silence.

"understood."

Communication lost.

The two men held the crystal, their fingers trembling slightly. They couldn't discern Augustus's emotions, but it was precisely this inability to do so that it was all the more unsettling.

Inside Meteorite Abyss.

As soon as Lin Feng got up, he felt a sharp pain in the web of his right hand.

The Devouring Mark has spread.

He looked down and saw that the dark red lines, which were originally limited to the tiger's mouth, had spread to the edge of his palm.

The diffusion rate is not fast, but it is very stable.

At this rate, it will spread to the entire palm in three days. It will reach the wrist in five days.

The system added a line of small text next to it.

The rate of imprint diffusion is positively correlated with the intensity of host activity.

High-intensity fighting will accelerate the spread of the conflict.

Lin Feng clenched his fist.

My right hand can still grip things, but the sharp pain in my finger bones when I exert force reduces my grip strength to only 30% of what it used to be.

They can't fight tough battles.

At least this hand can't be used for the time being.

He gripped the Myriad Calamities Halberd in his left hand again, his gaze fixed on the depths of the Meteor Abyss.

The poisonous fog billowed in the distance, and occasionally the roars of star beasts echoed from its depths. The survival elimination rounds continued, and points continued to accumulate.

He stepped into the poisonous fog.

Behind him, the prodigy in dark blue armor stared in the direction he had disappeared, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"His right hand is useless, and he still wants to go inside?"

The person next to him did not answer.

Because they had just seen that when Lin Feng walked into the poisonous fog, the fog automatically receded to both sides.

It's not the wind.

It was his aura that was dispelling the poisonous fog.

My right hand is useless, and I still have my left hand.

The halberd is still there.

That person never intended to stop.

Deep within Meteorite Abyss.

Lin Feng walked alone on the black rock formations.

The poisonous fog was completely blocked by the absolute forbidden zone, and the area within sight was crystal clear. Scattered on the ground were the corpses of star beasts of various sizes, some already rotting, others still retaining their original forms.

The system continuously scanned the surrounding environment, marking each living star beast on the map in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There is a level 2 Dominator venomous lizard three kilometers away.

Five kilometers away, there are two rock-armored beasts that dominate the third tier.

Further away, there was a faint glimmer of life.

The point of light was located very deep, almost at the very bottom of the Meteor Abyss. Its primal energy fluctuations were stronger than those of the Rock Armor Beast, yet it remained motionless.

Lin Feng noted down the location, but didn't go there immediately.

He first walked towards the nearest poisonous lizard.

Since I can't use my right hand, I might as well use the Star Beast to practice the feel of holding the halberd with my left hand.

He covered the three-kilometer distance in less than half a minute.

The venomous lizard lay on a protruding rock platform, its body covered in dark green scales. When it sensed Lin Feng approaching, it opened its mouth and spat out a stream of deep purple venom.

Lin Feng dodged to the side.

The venom landed on the rock behind them, hissing and corroding a pit half a meter deep.

The Myriad Calamities Heavenly Halberd swept out horizontally.

The angle at which the halberd is held in the left hand differs from that in the right, resulting in a different path of force transmission. The halberd's blade slices across the lizard's neck, cutting only the scales without touching the bone.

The poisonous lizard hissed and whipped its tail.

Lin Feng took a step, his body brushing past the tail, and flicked the tip of his halberd upwards.

This time, the angle was right.

The halberd's blade pierced through the lizard's lower jaw and went straight through its skull.

The poisonous lizard's body twitched a few times before collapsing to the ground.

Lin Feng drew his halberd and raised his left hand to examine it. The area between his thumb and forefinger was not cracked; the calluses on his palm had suppressed the vibrations of the halberd shaft.

The accuracy of the left hand still needs adjustment, but its lethality is sufficient.

He crouched down and took out a second-tier Dominator Star Core from the venomous lizard's body.

The moment the star core was in his hand, the mark on the web of his right hand twitched again.

A very faint ripple came from that invisible line.

Tu Qianjue is still alive.

Moreover, it's getting close.