Chapter 612 - 211: First Place, Qin Feng, Disciple of the Heaven-Devouring King, A Single Step to the Heavens
Chapter 612: Chapter 211: First Place, Qin Feng, Disciple of the Heaven-Devouring King, A Single Step to the Heavens
Controlling weapons and moving objects from a distance was now as simple as breathing for him.
"Finally, I’ve broken through to the ’Cup’ realm."
Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes. He felt the "cup" formed from Mental Power in his sea of consciousness, a sense of calm washing over him.
’Next, I need to continuously accumulate a ’volume’ of Mental Power, unit by unit of these ’cups’. Eventually, the cup will become a lake, and I will break through the third limit to the ’Lake’ realm.’
’But to amass enough Mental Power to form a true ’lake’ will require hundreds of millions, if not billions, of ’cups’ just to be barely enough. The road ahead is still long!’
Qin Feng closed his eyes again.
He continued to comprehend the spiritual pressure from the seventy-second Mental Power trace and cultivate the Canaan Scripture. At the same time, he devoted part of his mind to grasping the more complex mysteries of the killing techniques hidden within.
Time flowed by in tedious comprehension and cultivation.
In the blink of an eye, another twenty-five years had passed.
Now, a full seventy-five years had passed since the assessment began.
The situation in the plaza had once again undergone an earth-shattering transformation.
The first echelon at the very top—the five peerless prodigies who had been far ahead from the very beginning—had their names firmly "nailed" to the ninetieth Mental Power trace.
For a full twenty-five years, they hadn’t advanced an inch. It was as if an insurmountable chasm existed between the ninetieth and ninety-first levels, one they could not break through no matter what they tried.
Below them, the second echelon, which had originally been hovering around the seventieth level, had pushed forward to about the eighty-fifth level after twenty-five years of determined pursuit. They were slowly but steadily closing in on the first echelon.
As for Qin Feng, he occupied an extremely unusual position.
His name shone on the eighty-seventh Mental Power trace, right in the empty space between the first and second echelons.
Qin Feng was like a lone pursuer, having left the second echelon some distance behind while constantly closing in on the five seemingly unshakable mountains ahead of him.
His name flickered with a brilliant golden light on the Stone Stele.
Everyone present could clearly see Qin Feng’s position.
"Who’s that ’Qin Feng’ guy?"
"No idea. Never heard of him. But his momentum is insane! He’s already reached the eighty-seventh level! A classic example of a latecomer surpassing the frontrunners!"
"I remember fifty years ago his name was still hovering around the seventieth level. I can’t believe he’s caught up this far."
"At this incredible pace, Qin Feng should reach the ninetieth level soon and be on par with those five. I just wonder if he’ll get stuck at the ninetieth level like they are, unable to advance at all."
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Whispers filled the plaza.
Meanwhile, the grand spectacle of this protracted regional assessment was being broadcast in real-time via holographic live stream to all the major Star Zones under the jurisdiction of the Ultramarines Chapter.
At this moment, on countless bustling Life Planets and in the viewing halls of innumerable Extreme Martial Arts Halls, trillions upon trillions of Martial Artists and civilians were watching. Through massive light screens, they followed the pinnacle showdown that brought together the strongest of the Ultramarines Chapter’s new generation.
In the official livestream channel of the Ultramarines Chapter, the scrolling comments were a relentless flood of data that never ceased.
"As expected of the killing technique created by the Heaven-Devouring King himself. The difficulty is just absurd! Just to get ’started’ requires these top prodigies of the Cosmos to spend a full hundred years! And from the looks of it, even after a hundred years, it’s not certain anyone will have fully comprehended it."
"No kidding! That’s the Heaven-Devouring King we’re talking about! A supreme being who earned a spot on the ’Ten Thousand Races Battlefield King List’!"
"Speaking of which, I remember the ’King List’ acknowledged by the Will of the Cosmic Origin only has a hundred spots in total, right? The rankings are based purely on strength. How many of those spots does our Human Race hold again?"
"I just rotated back from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races. According to the latest ’King List,’ our Human Race holds seventy-eight of the one hundred spots for Sealed King Strongmen! We’re far ahead of all the other Peak Races!"
"Seventy-eight spots! By the Emperor’s Mighty Power, the Human Race will prosper forever!"
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The scrolling comments were abuzz with discussion, gradually shifting from the state of the competition to worship of the Empire’s strongmen and pride in the might of the Human Race.
But back on the assessment plaza, under the watchful eyes of millions, Qin Feng remained deaf to the outside world.
He remained immersed in his own rhythm of cultivation, comprehending the increasingly profound Fist Intent of the Heaven-swallowing Fist Technique while circulating the Canaan Scripture to continuously build his Mental Power reserves.
「Another five years passed.」
The assessment had now been going on for eighty years.
HUM—
Following the soft hum, a brilliant golden light once again lit up the area of the ninetieth Mental Power trace on the Inheritance Stone Stele.
Qin Feng’s name had appeared upon it!
At the same time, over the past five years, the second echelon had finally completed their last leg of the chase.
Dozens more prodigies had successfully branded their names onto the ninetieth trace.
At this point, the first echelon, which originally had only five people, had officially expanded to several dozen.
Together, they stood before that legendary chasm, gazing up at the scenery on the higher levels.