Swallowing the Stars: Equipment Slots, Starting with a Genius Battle

Chaos City, the final ten days.

"Teacher? Has he come to pick us up?" Ye Feng pulled his mind away from his profound understanding of the laws, realizing that his thirty years of cultivation in Chaos City were about to come to an end.

"call out!"

His figure instantly transformed into a streak of crimson-gold light, hurtling towards the platform outside the city!

A moment later, on the huge platform outside Chaos City, more than 700 figures, including Ye Feng, Luo Feng, and Bo Lan, gathered.

High in the sky, a majestic "big fish" spaceship, resembling an ancient star beast, floated silently, exuding an aura of antiquity and vicissitude.

"Boom!"

The heavy gate slowly opened, and more than ten figures flew out, their auras either as deep as an abyss or as sharp as a sword.

The leader was none other than the Nine Swords Venerable, clad in silver-white battle armor! Behind him, more than ten immortal deities of the Marquis and King levels, including the Jade King, stood respectfully in attendance.

"Greetings, Venerable One!" On the platform, all the geniuses bowed and paid their respects, their voices converging into a torrent.

The Nine Swords Venerable's gaze swept coldly across the area below, and an invisible pressure instantly spread, as if the air itself had frozen, causing the many geniuses to hold their breath and their minds to tremble violently!

After a long silence, he said indifferently, "Of all of you in this generation, nearly three hundred have perished in a safe place like Chaos City... Going back a thousand generations, such losses are truly rare!"

His voice was icy, devoid of any emotion: "Those who perished in Chaos City were all fools with weak wills and reckless actions!"

"May you survivors take this as a warning! Remember—a dead genius is worthless!"

His gaze swept over them, and all the geniuses lowered their heads, none daring to respond.

Only when his gaze fell on Ye Feng did a faint but genuine smile appear on the face of the Nine Swords Venerable.

"Ten days from now, the trip to Chaos City will come to an end. Cherish these last moments; delve into what needs to be understood and conquer what needs to be conquered."

He waved his hand dismissively, "Disperse!"

Everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon and left in droves.

"Ye Feng, come with me." The Nine Swords Venerable's voice was calm, yet brooked no argument.

Ye Feng followed closely behind and entered the magnificent spaceship hall.

The space inside the hall seemed to be a world of its own, with laws flowing through it.

With a casual wave of his hand, the Nine Swords Venerable sent a dark golden stream of light hovering in front of Ye Feng—it was the evolved Star-Burning Spirit Vine!

The 10081 star-shaped runes on the vines slowly rotated, emitting a powerful primal force that slightly distorted the space itself, clearly possessing the power of an immortal god!

"These are little gadgets that the third and fourth brothers made for you. Keep them safe," the Nine Swords Venerable said casually.

With a thought, Ye Feng summoned the Burning Star Spirit Vine to his side. The main vine meandered around his body, and 10081 branches and leaves slowly unfolded, weaving and merging to form a dark golden armor.

After the symbiosis, the immense power far surpassing his previous strength made his blood boil, as if he could tear stars apart with a wave of his hand!

The Nine Swords Venerable waited quietly for Ye Feng to finish his comprehension before speaking slowly, his voice carrying a rare hint of solemnity:

"Seventh Brother, I won't say much about the bond between fellow disciples. But... venturing into the secret realms of the universe is essentially a way to hone oneself!"

This vine already possesses immortal power; please use it with caution, and do not... become overly reliant on external aids!

He was truly unwilling for Ye Feng to have such a powerful ally too early, fearing that it would diminish his edge.

But in the end, it was Ye Feng's own opportunity to recognize a master that led him to choose admonition rather than deprivation.

Ye Feng bowed deeply, his tone firm, "I will remember your teachings, Master! I will strive diligently and overcome all difficulties with my own strength!"

The Nine Swords Venerable's eyes showed even greater satisfaction, and he nodded slightly.

This child's temperament truly makes him worry-free.

"Go ahead," he waved.

"Yes!" Ye Feng bowed respectfully, turned around and transformed into a streak of light, his destination—the City Lord's Mansion!

This is the last chance to comprehend the Chaos Stele; don't miss it.

The city lord's palace and the inner palace.

"Lord Kandri, is anyone using the Heavenly Fire Chaos Stele?" Ye Feng asked the three-eyed old man guarding the place respectfully.

Kander smiled warmly: "No one's here, Ye Feng, please go in."

He paused for a moment, his gaze carrying a deeper meaning, "Your master, Nine Swords, and I are old friends. If you settle in Chaos City in the future, you are welcome to come and reminisce with me."

Settle down in Chaos City?!

Ye Feng was slightly shocked—that was a qualification that only those who had been granted the title of King Immortal had at least!

He had only crossed the eleventh level of the Sky Bridge, and Lord Candri's words clearly indicated that he believed he would soon be able to cross the eighteenth level!

He nodded solemnly: "Thank you, sir. Ye Feng has taken note."

Stepping into the quiet room, Ye Feng went straight to the fourth picture depicting a black hole devouring stars and sat down cross-legged.

I have already grasped most of the profound mysteries in the picture, and now I should be able to understand them completely!

……

Seven days of contemplation pass in the blink of an eye.

"Ye Feng, come!" A familiar and powerful voice resounded, piercing straight into the soul!

A familiar sense of time and space displacement came over him, and the scene before Ye Feng changed. He was once again in that vast ruin that buried the corpses of countless Venerables—the Chaos Ruins!

At the top of the altar, a three-meter-tall figure, clad in dark red ancient armor and with crimson horns on his forehead, looked on with a smile.

"Ye Feng, are you leaving Chaos City?" The voice of the Chaos City Lord was like a whisper of the laws of the universe.

"Lord of the City!" Ye Feng bowed respectfully.

"Your talent surpasses even that of my fallen disciple, 'Kodi'," the Chaos City Lord said, his voice tinged with a mixture of relief and melancholy. "The primordial universe ultimately favors humanity. Every long span of time, a super genius is born!"

Ye Feng stood quietly and listened.

"Compared to your talent, I admire your character even more—you are neither arrogant nor impatient, and you are exceptionally calm!" The Chaos City Lord showed a rare smile of satisfaction.

"Thank you for your praise, City Lord!" Ye Feng bowed again.

The Lord of Chaos City stared at Ye Feng: "You... intend to leave Chaos City and enter the secret realm for training?"

His tone carried a subtle hint of contemplation.

With the talent Ye Feng has shown, he is fully qualified to cultivate in seclusion in Chaos City, this sanctuary, until he reaches the level of World Lord, and then undergo life-and-death trials.

To venture into something of cosmic scale is still too risky.

The Lord of Chaos City clearly sees Ye Feng as a pillar of the clan's future and is worried about his safety.

"Yes, City Lord!" Ye Feng's voice was not loud. "What Chaos City has gained over the past thirty years needs to be tested and refined in actual combat!"

The Lord of Chaos City remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded slightly.

Although he was worried, he had no reason to stop it.

Moreover... protecting him in the secret realm was not a difficult task for him, but this thought could not be expressed.

"When do we depart?"

"After sorting through what I've learned from the Chaos Stele, I'll leave with Master Nine Swords," Ye Feng replied.

"Very well." The Chaos City Lord nodded, his gaze profound. "This is yours; cultivate diligently!"

With a light tap of his fingertip, a pure, flawless amber droplet, seemingly frozen with starlight, floated before Ye Feng, radiating a soothing and gentle aura.

"'Soul Tears,' crafted by a disciple of the Master Craftsman, a powerful treasure for soul defense. Become its master!"