Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Battle of Geniuses

Chapter 147 Reunion of Master and Disciple, A Trap from the Alien Race

"Damn it!"

Blood sacrificed on the continent, a vast array of floating asteroids formed a giant illusionary maze.

An old woman, about two meters tall, wearing a sky-blue battle robe, with long sky-blue hair and a heroic air, cursed incessantly.

She was none other than Aisa Valendor of the Star Clan, who had taught Hunzhen.

As a powerful figure at the peak of the Marquis level who has been stuck at this level and unable to break through, she came to the outer battlefield to train in order to find inspiration for a breakthrough, long ago in the previous era.

It can be said that one of the reasons why she had such high standards for Hunzhen and repeatedly refused his requests to teach him was that she herself was on the Blood Sacrifice Continent, a background that greatly raised her standards for accepting disciples.

After all, once you become a teacher to a member of the Primal Secret Realm, you have to be available to provide guidance at any time.

She doesn't want to cause any trouble unless it's someone she particularly likes.

With Aisa's strength, he wouldn't be intimidated even by weaker King-level Immortals.

In addition, her formidable ability to maneuver and survive as a time illusionist has allowed her to remain unscathed for millennia.

However, this situation has changed dramatically in the last few centuries.

The number of alien kings appearing around the Blood Sacrifice Continent is at least ten times that of before!

This number continues to grow over time.

It's as if some supreme treasure is hidden on the Blood Sacrifice Continent.

Countless ages ago, there were indeed many treasures left behind by the natives on the Blood Sacrifice Continent. However, after so much time has passed, the treasures that could be discovered have been almost completely looted, and the Blood Sacrifice Continent has long since become a pure battlefield.

Aisa does want to gain experience, but she's not crazy enough to train in an area where the probability of death is over 90% given her strength.

However, by the time she decided to leave the Blood Sacrifice Continent, it was already too late.

In the past, the four dominant races on the Blood Sacrifice Continent each accounted for a quarter of the total population. But now, the alien races far outnumber humans, accounting for more than 90% of the total population.

Aisa witnessed firsthand how many humans who attempted to escape the Blood Sacrifice Continent were swiftly killed by alien races after their tracks were exposed.

The Blood Sacrifice Continent is now like a death row prison for humanity, where people can only enter and never leave.

Learning from past mistakes, Aisha became increasingly cautious.

Not long ago, I finally found an opportunity to try to escape the Blood Sacrifice Continent.

And since she's still holed up here, it's obvious...

This is a trap, a snare!

It was the alien race that deliberately exposed their little chicken feet so they could capture these fugitives more efficiently!

Thinking about it carefully, isn't it strange that she could find an opening so easily when the outside world was so heavily guarded?

This is clearly a trap! (This is the evidence that it's a trap!)

Left with no other choice, Aisha sent out a distress signal.

All members of human factions on the Blood Sacrifice Continent will receive her distress signal, and the outer battlefield will also issue corresponding rescue missions.

But Aisha had no hope that anyone would come to his aid.

It was nothing more than a death throes of the will to survive.

"The time-space maze can only buy me a maximum of three hours."

"If multiple kings were to unite and violently break through the formation, they could probably only hold out for a few minutes."

Aisha's eyes were dim; this was probably the last moment of her life.

The Lord of the Universe has the ability to reverse time and resurrect her, but... it's obvious that it's almost impossible for her to be granted the title of Marquis and immortality.

Looking back on her life, Aisha wore a helpless, bitter smile.

In his youth, he was arrogant and proud, just like the genius Bolan in this generation at the beginning. He did not choose the clear path that his teacher pointed out to him, but insisted on going down a dark road.

The teacher who had placed high hopes on him almost severed ties with him as a result.

She was aloof and not good at making friends; she had very few people she could talk to in her entire life.

"Is this my end? Dragged into this inexplicable turmoil for no reason, dying alone in some unknown corner of the battlefield."

Aisha lay gently on the ground, gazing up at the starry sky, the crow's feet on her face smoothing out.

The only thing she could remember about the past was that, during the last period of her life, she took in a disciple who was exceptionally talented.

"That little guy, he's bound to become a big shot someday, isn't he?"

"At his rate of development, he might already be better than me?"

"Haha, perhaps I can slightly hope that after he becomes the ruler of the universe in the future, he'll discover that his useless teacher has died on the extraterrestrial battlefield, and then he'll conveniently rescue me!"

Thinking of this, even though her life was about to end, Aisa couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Beep beep beep—.

A notification came from the virtual device, and Aisha's eyes widened in surprise: "Someone actually came to rescue us?"

She quickly stood up, and from the distant horizon of the starry sky, intense spatial and temporal fluctuations emanated from afar.

Although Aisa was only a Marquis, her understanding of time and space was comparable to that of a peak King. She immediately confirmed the disturbance coming from hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

A white string, like a bridge connecting two worlds, instantly traversed the boundless starry sky and arrived before Aisa.

Almost at the same moment the string reached its chord, a thin, gray-haired young man appeared before Aisa.

At this moment, Aisa looked up at the young man, her sky-blue hair fluttering in the ripples of time and space, her heart fluttering slightly, as if she saw a bright ray of setting sun shining into her dark world that was about to fall into night.

Click—.

It was as if the movie had suddenly gone dark.

That bright light seemed to be obscured by a power from a higher dimension.

A black curtain descended from the sky, enveloping the world and completely locking down the space within a radius of one billion kilometers.

The Curtain of Death is a top-tier treasure with powerful sealing abilities, a powerful artifact uniquely designed to counter time and space.

At the same time, as its name suggests, it also has special restrictive functions such as limiting immortality and the self-destruction of life below immortality, as well as items similar to the Vulcan Source Crystal.

"Xingluo, or should we call you Hunzhen, or perhaps Luo Feng?"

A deep, resonant voice echoed from the sky, tinged with a mocking smile, saying, "I let you hide for a hundred years, thinking it would take another thousand years or even longer to catch you. But I never imagined that by simply changing the angle—yes, by choosing to lure you into a trap—it would be so easy to accomplish this."

"Starry Sky!?"

Aisa stared wide-eyed in astonishment upon hearing the name of the Voice of the Sky.

Having roamed and trained on the Blood Sacrifice Continent, how could she not know this recently rising human genius?

A peerless genius who, despite being a realm lord, possesses the combat power of a king!

Previously, she had not associated Xingluo with Hunzhen, after all, there have been geniuses in human history who seemed to have suddenly sprung from stones.

But when the Voice of the Sky uttered that sarcastic remark, she pieced together a whole host of information.

Given the capabilities of these alien races, it's perfectly reasonable that they could make such a deduction and find clues that those who aren't high-ranking members wouldn't be able to detect!

"This is a trap!" Aisha thought to herself through gritted teeth.

The same sentence can carry completely different meanings.

She thought she had fallen into a trap, but in reality, she was just bait for Xingluo!

These alien races must have confirmed the information about his relationship with Hunzhen and his master, and wanted to take the opportunity to try to lure and ambush him!

If "Xingluo" truly arrives at the scene to provide assistance and does not abandon her, his "teacher," these alien races will be more than 90% certain that "Xingluo" is Hunzhen!

Swish! Swish! Swish! ...

Aisha stared at the figures that appeared in the dark space, her face deathly pale.

……

"One million Realm Lords, one thousand Immortal Military Lords, one hundred Marquis-level Immortals, ten Peak Kings, two Limit Kings, and one... Invincible King!?"

Hunzhen gazed at the suddenly appearing alien army from afar, but showed no panic. Instead, he grinned at the leader, the Purple Thunder Clan's King Wudi, and said, "You alien races really think highly of me."

This is not the first time in the past century that Hunzhen has received a distress signal and accepted a rescue mission.

There was no other reason than that, as a member of the human race and a personal disciple of the Chaos City Lord, he had no reason to sit idly by, whether from the perspective of his inner moral values ​​or his sense of responsibility and obligation.

Moreover, the military merits from rescue missions are substantial; nearly a third of his three trillion military merits came from rescue missions.

Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to attempt a rescue beyond his capabilities.

He usually pretends not to see any scene where more than three different races are crowned kings.

It wasn't that he was powerless to fight back, but rather that he was very clear about his value and the bounty placed on him in the eyes of the alien race.

The three kings were able to hold him back for a short time, but if they were unlucky enough to attract a large alien army, even he would find it difficult to break free.

In this particular rescue scene alone, if an instrument were used to scan it, it would only be able to detect information about one person who had been granted the title of King.

But in reality, it was a complete and utter trap.

With such a spectacle, there's no reason why it shouldn't be described in the simulation.

Hunzhen knew from the very beginning that this was a trap set by a foreign race.

But knowing that Aisha was in trouble, he couldn't possibly not come.

He knew that given the nature of the alien race, if he didn't come to their rescue, death would be the best outcome for Aisa; the greater possibility was that she would be controlled by their souls, unable to live or die.

In order to disgust human geniuses and corrupt their minds, they would be happy to offer such "small perks".

So even though he knew it was a trap, he had no choice but to willingly walk into it.

At most, the loss would only be the priceless Traceless Pearl.

and……

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These alien races probably never imagined that the one appearing here wasn't even a clone, but merely a special energy avatar.

Influencing the true self through an incarnation is far more difficult than influencing the true self through a clone.

These alien races' idea of ​​truly killing him was doomed to failure almost from the very beginning.

Moreover, knowing it was a trap, he couldn't possibly be completely unprepared.

With a thought, Hunzhen and Aisa teleported into the group of thousands of immortal military lords and millions of world lords.

The Purple Thunder Clan's King Wudi's pupils contracted: Under the suppression of this death veil, he was still able to teleport so far with a burden on his body!? Just how far had his spatial perception reached!?

"String Sword Domain, fully deployed."

Countless strings, however, did not shift from the Purple Thunder Clan's invincible will to be crowned king. Instead, they spread outwards in all directions from Hunzhen's feet, with Hunzhen as the center.

At first glance, the countless strings appear chaotic and disordered, but upon closer inspection, none of them are connected or intertwined with each other. Instead, they are subtly linked to each other, forming a complete field.

Such profound control is hard to imagine that humans could achieve.

No, controlling so many strings to form a complex and ever-changing domain at the same time is something that even the computing power of the mechanical race could not achieve. Only Hunzhen's current understanding of the laws can support and maintain it.

Unfortunately, due to the limitations imposed by the Death Curtain, the application of spacetime abilities is greatly affected. Compared to the limit of 100,000 kilometers of Hunzhen, it is now difficult to extend beyond 10,000 kilometers.

As the String Sword Domain unfolded among the enemy ranks, it also launched a direct attack.

These alien races clearly knew about the Hunzhen String Sword Domain in advance.

Knowing that no single person could withstand the attack, they used a special treasure to form an army formation, using its divine power to disturb space and time, scattering countless strings.

The String Sword Domain originally intended to concentrate its attack on only a hundred Immortals, but under the skillful control of the Immortal Army Lord and one percent of the powerful World Lords, the attack was spread across the entire army formation.

One billion strings, hundreds of which are distributed among the millions of world masters, and the remaining strings are distributed equally among the thousands of immortal military masters.

In this way, the threat of the String Sword Domain can be reduced by a hundredfold.

However, things took an unexpected turn.

Logically speaking, even if Hunzhen's control over the string sword domain exceeded expectations, it was still within the range that this military formation could withstand.

The effects of the military treasures are not omnipotent. No matter how much the number of strings that the hundred immortal military lords chosen by Hunzhen as the primary target were reduced, it would still be more than ten times that of the other immortals. In their initial expectations, suffering some minor injuries was completely within acceptable limits.

In the blink of an eye, the hundred immortals perished instantly, and more than 100,000 world lords were killed by the casually plucked strings!

The remaining immortals and realm lords also suffered minor injuries of varying degrees.

What's even stranger is that what appears to be a minor injury actually resulted in the deaths of hundreds of immortals and hundreds of thousands of world lords within seconds!

"That's...Firmware Venom!"

The sharp-eyed kings and marquises immediately recognized the source of the crystalline purple light on the string, their expressions becoming extremely solemn, some even showing signs of fear.

Hunzhen wore a faint smile, as if he had not just killed hundreds of thousands of living beings, but merely swatted a few annoying insects.

However, he was not surprised that the alien immortal recognized Femor Venom.

Compared to the usual String Sword Domain, the countless strings in the String Sword Domain now have a faint purple light flickering quietly.

The thousands of kilograms of Femor Venom he had purchased, using almost all of his assets except for the Treasure Points, had already seeped into the Traceless Pearl.

This is a terrifying, restricted-level weapon that, if it infiltrates an enemy's divine body and is not removed in time, is enough to cause even a King-level Limitless being to perish if it weighs only 10 grams.

As a disposable item, 1 gram is worth 3 million mixed units.

The sheer amount of money that Hunzhen spent on purchasing such a large quantity would be enough to bankrupt even a wealthy, invincible king.

This was a trump card he acquired before entering the battlefield outside the domain.

He did not intend to use it during the initial training period.

It's just a precaution, to be used at the last minute if we can't gather the agreed-upon amount of military merits with the Lord of Chaos.

Currently, his understanding of the laws and his research into secret techniques have not yet reached their limits, so his killing efficiency is destined to be lower than expected. However, he is quite certain that this is the best time to use this trump card.

This also means that the training has come to an end for the time being, and what follows will be a truly unrestrained killing spree!

Hunzhen, along with Aisa and the String Sword Domain, continued to teleport, maintaining high-speed movement.

Having already killed the hundred Immortals who were his primary targets, the area within a radius of ten thousand kilometers could not simultaneously encompass the entire army formation within the optimal attack range. In pursuit of the destructive power of the String Sword Domain, he shifted his position and simultaneously targeted the next weak point in the army formation.

Countless strings are anchored in space, as if connected to an invisible instrument. Among them, hundreds of millions of strings seem to be plucked by a transparent hand, swinging like waves and producing melodious and high-pitched music.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! ...

The string silently pierced through the bodies of the group of immortal military lords, and took advantage of the surprise of the high-ranking officials to complete the surprise attack.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of immortal military lords perished on the spot.

boom--!

The massive shockwave, as if the Vulcan Source Crystal had exploded on the spot, instantly annihilated more than 10% of the string.

However, the invincible king of the Purple Lightning Clan transformed into purple lightning and took the initiative to enter the String Sword Domain, instantly severing countless strings.

"What are you standing there for?! Proceed with the original plan, all of you attack!"

From within the thunder came the deep, cold voice of the invincible king.

"His strength is suppressed by the Curtain of Death, less than one-tenth of his original power. He also has a burden to protect. Even with Femor Venom, he can only perish here today!"

"So what if we die in battle, so what if we perish?! Someone will reverse time and resurrect us!"

"With so many of us, his domain is absolutely no match for us! We'll wear him down!"

"Think about the rewards we were promised!"

The group of immortals were initially surprised by Hunzhen's prior preparations, but upon hearing this, they instantly came to their senses, their eyes flashing with fanatical light as they stared at Hunzhen within the String Sword Domain, as if they were seeing a naked, peerless beauty.

"Xingluo... I've tried, but I can't commit suicide in this darkness."

Aisha knew he was just a burden to Hunzhen, and said in a deep voice, "Kill me quickly, only then will you have any hope of breaking this deadlock and surviving."

"Old woman, shut up."

Hunzhen didn't even glance at Aisa. He grabbed her arm, ready to teleport at any moment, and said calmly, "You just need to stay here and watch."

Numerous immortal military lords continuously attacked Hunzhen's String Sword Domain from afar, restricting his mobility.

Meanwhile, a group of kings and marquises have already voluntarily entered the realm of string swords.

Just as the Purple Thunder Clan's King Wudi said, let alone these one hundred marquises and eleven kings, under the suppression of the Death Curtain, he couldn't even control one hundred marquises.

The most powerful spacetime suppression and confinement abilities in the String Sword Domain are almost non-existent.

but……

With a whoosh, Hunzhen's figure suddenly appeared in front of a peak-level alien king, raising his index finger.

"A preordained death."

Black flames burned fiercely.

(End of this chapter)