Grinding to Become the Master of the Universe

But then, this monstrous freak had come out of nowhere!

Now, forget about improving his strength—just escaping with his life would cost at least thirty precious years!

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH—

At that moment, Qin Feng was in the outer region of the spiral arm containing Star System 121.

The Subspace Force Field Stabilization Device Caesar had left for him was located outside the star system, in the even more vast and silent void of the Cosmos.

‘In my current state, if I push my Mental Power and life force to their absolute limits, my speed traversing the void with my physical body can probably reach 102,792,458 meters per second—about one-third the speed of light.’

‘To truly break the light-speed barrier, you have to become a Black Hole-level Martial Artist.’

‘The straight-line distance to that device is about ten light-years.’

‘It will take at least thirty years to get there.’

‘Without Subspace Teleportation, the Cosmos… it’s just too vast, too despair-inducing…’

Only at this moment did Qin Feng truly and deeply understand how difficult life would be for the Human Race without the Subspace Pure Land pioneered by the Emperor.

Even for a seasoned powerhouse among Stellar-levels like him, traveling for thirty whole years without rest would only allow him to cross a mere ten light-years…

And on a cosmic scale, ten light-years was merely the gravitational range of a few mid-sized star systems.

The diameter of an ordinary Vortex Star System could easily be one hundred thousand light-years!

If Qin Feng were to traverse it with his physical body, flying from one end of the star system to the other, it would take a full three hundred thousand years, even if nothing went wrong along the way!

And with Subspace Teleportation, all of this would take but an instant.

…

In the silent, frozen depths of the Cosmos, a long chase that had lasted for thirty whole years was still ongoing.

“Weakling!”

“Coward!”

“Is running all you know how to do?! Don’t you even have the Courage to face me in a real fight?!”

Behind him, the roars of Yan Sheng of the Holy Spirit Fire Clan never ceased, clinging to him like maggots on bone.

Its mental fluctuations, filled with tyranny and madness, continuously battered Qin Feng’s mind, trying to make his Dao Heart falter and expose an opening.

However, Qin Feng turned a deaf ear to it all, completely ignoring Yan Sheng’s crude taunts and focusing all his concentration on his desperate escape.

He was like a slippery fish, like an experienced rat, always able at the most critical moments to use the complex surrounding force fields to narrowly evade his deadly pursuer.

But the absolute gap in their power was ultimately an insurmountable chasm.

A few years later, in a chaotic asteroid belt, Qin Feng was finally caught by Yan Sheng due to a minor miscalculation.

After a brief, intense clash, he paid the brutal price of an arm, taking a slash from Yan Sheng’s Flame Holy Sword and using the explosive impact to escape with his life once more.

Ten years later, the number of times Qin Feng had been caught already exceeded ten.

Each time, he was severely injured in the clash, leaving barely an untouched spot on his entire body.

But he always managed to rely on the freakishly powerful regenerative abilities of the > to cling to life, repair his wounds, and continue his escape.

Time flew by, the years passed in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years slipped away during this long and desperate chase.

In those thirty years, Qin Feng was caught by Yan Sheng hundreds of times, and on over a hundred of those occasions, he was critically injured.

On the most severe occasion, his seven-hundred-thousand-light-year-tall Immortal Tower was nearly shattered by Yan Sheng’s incomparably tyrannical golden flames.

But, relying on his unimaginably tenacious Will, he had stubbornly pulled through.

‘>… It’s all thanks to this Nourishing Technique.’

Deep within the core of a barren planet, Qin Feng circulated the Ten-Complete Hand to repair the horrific wound that had just been pierced through his body, sighing with heartfelt emotion.

For him, these thirty years of life-and-death escape, while an unprecedented ordeal, were also a unique and extreme form of cultivation.

Each time, he frantically pushed his potential to the brink of death. Each time, at his absolute limit, he continuously circulated the > to repair his body.

This high-intensity application allowed his understanding of this Supreme Nourishing Technique to reach a new, unprecedented level.

On his status panel, the number representing his Cultivation Technique’s progress had quietly changed.

[> (Initiate)]

[Proficiency: 40/100]

On the panel, only the proficiency value had increased by ten points.

But in reality, this increase represented the culmination of Qin Feng’s repeated application and comprehension of the > Cultivation Technique over thirty years of life-and-death struggles—from theory to practice, from the macroscopic to the microscopic.

He had grasped a great deal of “knowledge” that he could never have understood during his previous, peaceful cultivation.

The coordinates of the Subspace Force Field Stabilization Device that Caesar had left behind were now close at hand.

However, Qin Feng did not rush toward it immediately.

He deliberately led Yan Sheng, who was still in pursuit, in several large circles through this Star Realm.

Finally, he intentionally revealed an opening, allowing Yan Sheng to catch up to him once again.