The Last Sentinel

The blood feud is too deep to need further explanation.

The nine Black Tower satellite-level cosmic warriors looked around, and their figures suddenly vanished.

They vanished, leaving only nine droplets of pure primordial will floating around Ye Feng, forming a visible cosmic cage. Giant water columns, twisting and changing, rose from all directions, transforming the tens of thousands of miles of starry sky centered on Ye Feng into a giant octagonal cage.

"Hahaha—GaGa!" John Darwin shouted, "Ye Feng, you're dead! The Black Tower Octagon has been deployed. Inside the octagon, you can't sense your true form, nor can you bring it down. Once your divine sense is destroyed, your primordial spirit will be severely damaged, your core defenses will be breached, and you'll fall from the satellite-level warrior class back to the primitive warrior class!"

"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, all we need to do is kill the sentry!"

"I'll double your pay!"

"I will praise you before God the Father!"

"By the way, Ye Feng's Star Armor is yours too! I will never lay a finger on it!"

John's voice echoed around, seemingly trying to disrupt Ye Feng's mind and interfere with his fighting state.

But in an instant, the battle had already begun.

Nine primordial wills, shadowy figures, suddenly materialized within the octagonal cage of the Black Tower in the vast starry sky. Each of them was a hundred meters tall, with a burly physique like a creator god, surrounding Ye Feng in the center. Their immense aura pressed down, transforming into countless visible particle tsunamis that threatened to completely engulf Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood in the middle with his arms crossed, eyes closed and focused, seemingly with no intention of making a move.

John's eyes widened. Ye Feng, this arrogant fool, didn't even defend himself, didn't activate his force field, and didn't burn his divine crown. He was just putting on airs. Was he courting death?

it is good!it is good!it is good!

You'd better keep this posture, and see if the nine Great Perfection Star-level Cosmic Warriors I hired can't beat you to death!

In the blink of an eye, nine thousand-meter-high particle streams surged towards Ye Feng like a tidal wave.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, spread his arms, and two terrifying vortex-like water patterns appeared on his fists. The vortex of light absorbed the surrounding particles and surged around Ye Feng like a tsunami!

Ye Feng's body slowly arched, his bones making a crisp sound. His Star Armor Saint Cloth was squeezed by the powerful particle tide, and layers of visible divine beast patterns appeared on its surface. Upon closer inspection, these were the Ten Divine Beasts of Physics from back then.

Schrödinger's cat is on his left arm, Maxwell's demon is on his right arm, Zeno's tortoise is on his back, and Einstein's photon mouse is on his boots...

The ten mythical beasts of physics were squeezed by the tide and instantly transformed into their true forms. Each of the beasts seemed to have a target and began to devour the huge tide of particle energy!

At this moment, even if the other side didn't understand what divine beast Ye Feng had summoned, they understood that their power was being devoured by what Ye Feng had summoned!

His divine beasts, as if starving for 100,000 years, frantically devoured these violent streams of primordial particles. These were the essence particles from the bodies of those satellite-level powerhouses, practically the lifeblood of the human body. After this meal, who knew when the next one would come?

Inside the octagonal cage of the Wanli Black Pagoda, surrounded by water columns and railings, the situation is constantly shifting.

Nine satellite-class ships were deployed together; it was initially thought that they were outnumbered and outgunned.

Unexpectedly, it was nine henchmen surrounding a fierce tiger.

The nine henchmen, in their folly, locked themselves and the tiger in the same cell and then locked the cage shut.

Their all-out attack did nothing to damage the tiger; instead, it activated the physical divine beast sealed on his star armor!

Now the tiger opened its huge mouth and began to devour everything. The nine demons were instantly stunned, all looking behind them and cursing John Darwin in various foreign languages.

John Darwin, bewildered, exclaimed, "Gentlemen, this, this, this is not my fault!"

"Ye Feng is just a mentalist; how could he possibly comprehend the Devouring Law!"

"However, everyone, rest assured, he can devour all nine elements; such a devouring physique has never been seen before!"

"No universe could withstand the frenzied absorption of nine elements!"

"His appetite is limited, everyone hold your ground, he won't last long!"

Before John could finish speaking, Ye Feng, at the center of the battlefield, raised his arms, his left hand transforming into a sun-supporting form, and his right fist clenched at his waist as he punched out fiercely. With this punch, he lowered his shoulders and stepped forward, and a terrifying energy tide converged on his right fist, accompanied by a terrifying nine-colored elemental fist wave that stretched for hundreds of miles. It was extremely fierce, and the laws of power almost pressed out!

Rooted to the ground, gathering strength, shoulders and elbows strike in unison, breaking through encirclement. Not relying on fancy moves to compete, but establishing divine might through sheer force!

One punch!

The strong man with granite-colored skin looked timid. He suddenly realized that the punch was coming towards him, and that the punch had blocked all his escape routes.

This guy called Sentinel seems to have fought me countless times. He knows all my tricks. He will deliver a fatal punch on the very path I'm trying to escape!

How could this be!

Why do I have this feeling?!

This is clearly my first time fighting this guy, but why do I feel like we've fought countless times before?

But it was all too late.

After a single punch, the granite-skinned satellite-level cosmic warrior exploded and shattered. The terrifying soul injury caused a corner of his main satellite to be destroyed instantly, disrupting his origin and causing him to fall from the level of a satellite-level powerhouse.

"The second one!"

Ye Feng turned around, lowered his waist and rotated his hips, and threw out his left fist like a heavy hammer. The wind above the fist swirled and twisted, and a horizontal tornado fist with a diameter of tens of kilometers pierced the air and struck the face of the second alluring amino acid life woman!

The fist strikes like thunder, crushing the enemy's courage; the elbow strikes like a cold blade, shattering the enemy's defenses. Unparalleled power has been passed down for thousands of years; the indomitable spirit is forever forged in the fist.

Two punches!

The powerful woman with amino acids exclaimed in disbelief, her beautiful eyes gleaming, "He seems to be able to predict all our attack paths! Watch out—ah!"

The powerful female warrior with amino acids instantly exploded, her essence became disordered, and her physical body fell from its cultivation level.

"The third one!"

Ye Feng pressed forward, his footsteps swift, his figure transforming into a lightning phantom. He raised his right arm, a terrifying vortex of air carrying endless streams of physical particles, and "elbow strike" directly at the third person. The massive stream of particles, like a waterfall from the heavens, stretched for hundreds of miles, indiscriminately covering the third guy.

The ancient temple bell tolls at Yue Shan Temple, its power reaching the heavens and earth. A collapsing cliff shatters a thousand-pound boulder, a splitting ground stirs up the smoke of the Han Dynasty.

Three punches!

The third powerful being shattered and dissipated, his origins became disordered, and his cultivation level dropped.

"The fourth one..."

"The fifth one..."

"The sixth one..."

The vast octagonal cage under the starry sky turned into a one-sided battle of name-calling. Every guy who faced Ye Feng was terrified. Ye Feng seemed to know all their tricks by precognition. Then, under this guy's almost invincible power and laws, they were crushed one by one!

John was stunned by what he saw. Perhaps it was time for his brother to deal with this guy.

The many bigwigs in the Kunpeng conference room were also intimidated.

The bigwigs looked up at this unprecedented battle between cosmic warriors, witnessing a true clash between extraordinary individuals, and were all dumbfounded and at a loss for what to do.

"This...this is the power a human can unleash?"

"The vast starry sky forms an octagonal cage, and the celestial energy flowing through millions of miles forms a protective aura. The winner is invincible, the loser is reduced to dust!"

"This is a true god-level powerhouse, capable of shattering meteorites with a single punch, confronting the very essence of a planet with his bare body, and single-handedly destroying an entire world!"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Wu Budu's old eyes gleamed. "How strange! Why can Ye Feng predict the attack patterns and elemental attributes of all these guys? He's always one step ahead of their reactions, as if he knew they would use this move!"

The Wolf King nodded and said, "It's indeed very strange. If the first one was just a lucky guess, then the second, the third... and now the eighth one, is this kid's luck really that heaven-defying? He can hit the opponent's open space every time? But, their battle environment is the void of space, without the blessing of primordial will!"

Old Man Wu, Wolf King, Kuafu, Zhao Donglai, and the others all looked towards the Great Wall Watchers. Perhaps only the Speaker could answer this question.

The Great Wall Watcher, standing ahead, said, "This is a martial art."

The wolf king hesitated, "A martial arts technique? Is there really a martial arts technique in this world that can predict the opponent's attack pattern?"

Changcheng Shouwang said, "Ye Feng mentioned it to me once. This technique is called [Martial Arts - Imaginary Enemy]. Ye Feng can create a martial arts space and pull the enemy into it to fight. In this space, Ye Feng can instantly recover from death, and the time flow in this space is exaggerated. In this way, he can test all the enemy's killing moves and routines in the imaginary space just by looking at the opponent. When the opponent actually fights with him, he has actually fought you a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times. He knows you better than you know yourself."

It would have been better if they hadn't explained it; they could have just said Ye Feng was lucky, just incredibly lucky.

This explanation instantly broke everyone's composure, and the entire group exploded with shock.

"I...I'm speechless...What kind of heaven-defying technique is this?!"

"Imaginary enemy, I imagine you as my enemy, and then I can unleash all your special moves without taking any damage! Damn! I'm cheating!"

"No wonder Ye Feng was initially engaging in a fierce verbal battle with those guys; he was stalling for time, using [Martial Arts: Imaginary Enemy] to test their killing moves and techniques!"

"Damn it, those nine idiots didn't lose unjustly. Ye Feng is too cunning. He could have easily crushed them, but he carefully used a hypothetical enemy to figure out their trump cards and killing moves, then unleashed a vicious attack. Those nine idiots probably didn't even have a chance to use their ultimate moves before Ye Feng beat them to a pulp!"

On the sky, the ninth pitiful silver-haired mature woman with amino acids trembled as she looked at Ye Feng, "Spare my life, please, I beg you, I can't fall from my cultivation level, my clan will..."

"Miss," Ye Feng said calmly, "all eight of them have fallen from their cultivation levels. If you don't die, wouldn't it make it seem like I have something going on with you? Wouldn't that tarnish my reputation?"

boom--

The body of the ninth Amino Elf female powerhouse exploded across the entire arena.

Seeing Ye Feng's actions, Zhao Donglai couldn't help but say, "Master, Ye Feng's actions are... like a barbarian god..."

The Great Wall Watcher said, "What they came were all spiritual projections, not their physical bodies. At most, their cultivation levels would drop, but their physical bodies wouldn't be killed. If the Barbarian God were to retaliate for this, it would only make his subordinates look incredibly useless, and he would lose face big time."

Wu Budu chuckled and said, "It seems there is still a difference between satellite-level and satellite-level. Some people are satellite-level but have just surpassed the satellite level, while others are satellite-level but need to coordinate with the highest satellite level of civilization."

The Wolf King nodded and said, "It's like, even though they're both S-rank, some people are just S-rank and have reached S-rank, while others are S-rank and their highest rank is only S-rank!"

"Don't you guys think Ye Feng's punches look familiar?"

"Bajiquan!"

"It even incorporates the principles of force! It includes some of the power generation techniques from Duan Xiaolong's Martial Saint Breathing Method!"

"Duan Xiaolong's Martial Saint Breathing Technique was passed down by Ye Feng, so it's reasonable that Ye Feng knows it."

"So, it seems Ye Feng is using Wu Xinxin's power principle quite well!"

"Just one [Martial Arts Imaginary Enemy] is this overpowered? Just how many more trump cards does Ye Feng have up his sleeve?!"

"If Arthur is a genius, then Ye Feng should be called a cheat code."