Shi Dang!
His former comrade, who had utterly fallen and become a Khorne Demon!
And beside Shi Dang lay a cold, lifeless corpse.
Even without a spark of life, Qin Feng recognized that shiny, bald head in a single glance.
Lei Meng...
"Shi—Dang—!!!"
A roar filled with boundless rage and killing intent—one that sounded as if it could tear the very Cosmos apart—erupted hysterically from the depths of Qin Feng’s throat!
In that instant, a towering inferno of fury completely consumed his reason.
...
"Damn it! Qin Feng’s been pulled in, too!"
In the Fearless Warband’s meeting room, everyone’s hearts sank as they watched the screen. Qin Feng, Long Spear in hand, had suddenly begun to frantically hack and stab at the empty air around him like a madman.
"Battle Commander! Do we... begin the rescue?" a Ninth-level Martial Artist asked instinctively.
However, he trailed off before he could finish. He, along with everyone else in the room, suddenly stared wide-eyed at the screen, as if frozen by an Immobilization Technique. They looked as though they were witnessing something that shattered their understanding of reality.
"Wait... Keep watching!"
On the screen, Qin Feng might have been swinging his Long Spear wildly in reality, but his movements, though seemingly chaotic, held a heart-stopping killing intent condensed to its absolute peak in every single strike!
Meanwhile, in another dimension—within his own illusion—he was already locked in a frenzied battle with the demonic Shi Dang!
"Die!!"
Qin Feng roared, his body transforming into a flash of lightning. His Long Spear shot out with audacious speed and viciousness!
Wind and Thunder Chasing Shadow!
Back on the real battlefield, the smile on the Slaanesh Demon’s face, which had been sneeringly admiring its "masterpiece," suddenly froze.
It felt a terrifying, bone-chilling killing intent lock onto its very soul, instantly enveloping it.
It tried to dodge, its ghostly figure flickering and weaving rapidly through the air.
But it was too late.
PSHCK!
A cold, crimson-gold Long Spear burning with rage had, in a way that defied all logic, perfectly tracked its movements and... viciously pinned it to the massive altar of flesh and blood behind it!
The terrifying force drove half of its body, along with the spear shaft, deep into the unknown, incredibly tough bones within the altar.
"ROAR—!!!"
A shriek so shrill it hardly seemed to come from a living creature, full of agony and disbelief, erupted from the Slaanesh Demon’s mouth.
It was pinned!
It had actually been pinned by a single spear thrust from prey that was trapped in its illusion—prey that should have been a puppet for it to toy with!
"Shi Dang—!!!"
In Qin Feng’s illusion, he stared at the "Shi Dang" he had just pinned in the void and didn’t pause for a second.
He adopted a terrifying fighting stance, radiating a wild and domineering aura.
The next second, he vanished, crossing a kilometer in an instant. As if teleporting, he reappeared right in front of "Shi Dang."
His iron fist, infused with endless fury, smashed viciously into "Shi Dang’s" chest!
Golden Throne!
BOOM!
In reality, the Slaanesh Demon’s chest caved inward with a sickening crack of bone.
"For Lei Meng!"
Tablet Shatterer!
Another punch!
"For Xiong Yanfu!"
Mountain Collapser!
And another!
"For Tie Mu!"
Jade Breaker!
...
Qin Feng had gone completely berserk.
He unleashed every killing move he had ever learned—Golden Throne, Tablet Shatterer, Mountain Collapser, Jade Breaker...—one after another, holding nothing back, pouring them all onto the Slaanesh Demon.
Each punch was accompanied by his hysterical roar.
Each punch made the massive altar of flesh and blood shudder violently and crack apart.
After more than a dozen punches,
the once-imperious and powerful Tier Six Slaanesh Demon was on the verge of death. Its smooth, handsome pink carapace was shattered, revealing the nauseating, writhing flesh and tissue beneath.
The altar of flesh and blood that had been its birthplace was also on the brink of collapse, crumbling under the relentless, savage bombardment.
"Everything I have ever learned! All my pain! All my rage! It all converges in this one strike! To die by this move... to kill you, Shi Dang... is your honor!"
Qin Feng roared.
He slowly drew back his fist, settling into a stance that was unprecedented, its aura world-shaking.
Behind him, the phantom image of a supreme Emperor seemed to materialize—an Emperor that held dominion over all things and brought Suppression to the Cosmos.
The supreme Will of Golden Throne!
The essence of over a dozen Second-level Killing Techniques, all brought to Perfection!
And the vast Intent of the Third-level Killing Skill, Heaven and Earth Spear—an Intent that encompasses all of creation and reverses the universe itself!
In that moment, he thoroughly and perfectly fused it all together!
The final barrier—that paper-thin wall to his ultimate killing move that had troubled him for years—was violently shattered in that instant by the towering, utterly pure obsession for revenge burning in his heart!
His voice seemed to descend from the highest heavens, imbued with the authority to judge all creation.
"Killing Move—"
"Qian Yuan!!!"
He threw the punch!
There was no earth-shattering sound, nor was there any world-ending display of light.
The moment the punch landed, time and space seemed to stand still.