Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

The answer couldn't be more obvious.

Yan Ning then investigated the background of the official who made the proposal.

Three years ago, he was transferred from Beidahuang Base City to Nanjiang. He had been working quietly until six months ago when he was suddenly promoted. He became much more financially secure and even bought an apartment for his son in Beidahuang.

Yan Ning closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Beidahuang...

Li Yifeng...

You have already chosen the path to your death!

Yan Ning rarely showed any anger.

But he didn't lose his composure; he went through all the information in his mind.

Ultimately, it was he who implicated Zhao Tieshan.

Unable to find any flaws in him, Li Yifeng started by targeting the people around him.

An expired draft order, a manipulated vote, an old team being transferred – it's that simple, that ruthless.

"Didn't you want to lure me out?"

"I'll grant your wish!"

He turned on his smartwatch and sent a message to Zhou Zhengyuan:

[Speaker, I'll handle the situation in the north.]

Zhou Zhengyuan's reply came very quickly:

Be careful, things aren't safe over there.

Yan Ning checked his equipment.

The Black God Set was put on close to the body.

The forty-eight blades of the arc-shaped cutter head floated silently in the system space.

The Cloud Vine is still dormant, but even in its slumber, its tendrils can automatically protect their owner when they sense danger.

enough.

......

Tietuo Mountain is located 400 kilometers north of Nanjiang Base City.

The land was scorched black.

The rocks broke.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the putrid smell of monster corpses.

A few low-level beast soldiers were scavenging for scraps in the ruins when they saw Yan Ning and ran away with their tails between their legs.

Yan Ning did not rush to go deeper, but first took a walk around the perimeter.

According to the information on the conscription order.

This encirclement operation involved approximately thirty warrior-level warriors and two hundred warrior-level warriors, targeting the lord-level Ironback Golden Crowned Eagle and its several beast-general-level guards.

The battle was fierce.

The Iron-Backed Golden-Crowned Eagle was repelled, but the warriors also paid a heavy price.

Yan Ning found several corpses on the battlefield that had not yet been collected, but none of them were Zhao Tieshan.

He continued deeper into the land, unleashing his full mental power to scan every inch of the ground.

at last.

He found the person he was looking for in a pile of rocks in a valley.

Zhao Tieshan lay on his side in the crevice between two giant rocks, half of his body already a bloody mess.

The left arm was severed at the shoulder.

My right leg was also bitten to pieces by something, leaving only a few bones connecting it.

His face was covered in blood and dirt, and his breathing was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

But he's still alive.

It was barely hanging on by a thread.

Yan Ning quickly squatted down, took out the life-saving medicine from his backpack, inserted the needle into Zhao Tieshan's carotid artery, and slowly pushed the medicine in.

The medicine was effective immediately.

A trace of color returned to Zhao Tieshan's ashen face, and his breathing became more steady, but he remained unconscious.

"Old Captain, I've come to pick you up."

......

Just then.

Yan Ning's mental power detected several approaching life signals.

Three.

It's very fast, and... very strong!

However, Yan Ning did not panic.

He was waiting for that person!

Three people emerged from the other side of the valley.

A young man was walking at the very front.

He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and slender with fair skin. He wore a silver-white combat uniform, and the emblem of the War God Palace on his chest gleamed in the sunlight.

Li Yifeng.

The pace was neither too fast nor too slow.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, like a cat toying with a mouse already in its grasp.

A classic villainous character.

This leisurely stroll, this sense of ease and self-assurance that made Yan Ning feel utterly disgusted for no reason.

.....

Two people followed behind Li Yifeng.

One tall and one short, both dressed in black combat uniforms, expressionless, with cold eyes, their positions were carefully chosen.

One is in the front left.

One is to the right rear.

It perfectly blocked all angles from which to attack Li Yifeng, while also being able to respond to threats from any direction at any time.

God of War level.

Both.

But he's only a beginner-level War God.

This configuration would be top-tier combat power in any base city.

Now, they are just Li Yifeng's bodyguards.

"Yan Ning, a city councilor from Nanjiang Base."

Li Yifeng looked down at him calmly and said, "My parents died early, and I had no one to rely on. I married three wives: a primary school teacher, the daughter of a retired martial artist, and a useless mentalist I picked up."

"Tsk, with this kind of setup, they dare call themselves a congressman?"

He scrutinized Yan Ning, looking him up and down.

"Advanced Warrior General? Mid-level Spiritual Master?"

"Honestly, I'm a little disappointed. You think you can solve the K-17's legacy? Your luck is just too good."

Yan Ning watched him continue his performance.

They had already begun to secretly deploy the throwing knives.

Li Yifeng tilted his head, as if he remembered something, and then suddenly laughed: "By the way, the old man behind you is called Zhao Tieshan, right?"

"A mid-level warrior, his foundation damaged, half his body already buried, yet he still thinks he can shine? Tsk tsk, such trash, he'd be better off dead. Why did you go to all this trouble to save him?"

"You're really easy to fool, just like the old man."

Do you know how he got injured?

He was pushed to the front. Someone told him that for the sake of the blue sky, he needed to temporarily take the place of the Ironback Golden Crown Eagle, and he believed it.

These old folks are so easy to fool.

Yan Ning's anger rose. He deserved to die for taking pleasure in fooling those with sincere hearts!

Li Yifeng seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse game.

He slowly adjusted his cuffs, revealing the silver-gray inner armor underneath—a luxury even a war god couldn't afford!

It is sufficient to grant immunity to all physical impacts from warriors below the God of War level!

It's expensive but there's no market for it!

"Yan Ning, do you know why I've come?"

You took my things.

"I was the one who discovered the remains of the K-17 first, I was the one who set my sights on it first. You, a useless person who retired due to illness, what right do you have to take advantage of this?"

Li Yifeng's voice grew louder and sharper:

"No one has ever dared to touch what I, Li Yifeng, have set my sights on!"

Who do you think you are? You have no background, no connections, and your wife is just a piece of trash you picked up. You think you're worthy to compete with me?

Yan Ning remained silent.

The silver throwing knife disappeared into the air, poised to deliver a fatal blow!

Yan Ning wasn't very interested in Li Yifeng's desire to perform.

Or rather, a dying person has little value in wasting time.

But Yan Ning still spoke up; teasing him wouldn't hurt.

"Who do you think you are, Li Yifeng, to be considered respectable?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The smile on Li Yifeng's face vanished completely.

Instead, it was a ferocious rage at its extreme!

"Good, very good!"

Yan Ning drew a silver-white battle sword from his waist, the blade gleaming in the sunlight.

A9 grade alloy battle knife.

Priceless, yet capable of cutting a hair in two!

"Then use your brain..."

"I'll show everyone what happens to your family after you die... what the consequences are for messing with me, Li Yifeng!"

"Your pregnant little girl, I heard she's about to give birth? Tsk tsk, a widow with a child, how will she manage..."

"As for that crippled mentalist..."

Li Yifeng licked his lips, a sliver of perverse excitement flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, I'll make sure you die very slowly, so slowly that you can clearly hear the old bastard behind you breathing his last!"