“Master, it’s time to leave.”
A respectful voice came from the staircase leading to the rooftop.
“Master?”
“Master?”
After calling several times without a response, the puzzled butler hurried up to the rooftop. Looking around, he immediately saw the peerless expert Yan Hai lying motionless on the ground.
The butler’s face changed dramatically.
“Master, what’s happened to you? Master, what’s happened?”
He rushed over, crouched down, checked for breathing, then felt for a pulse.
“He’s dead?”
The butler’s eyes widened in terror.
“How could Master be dead? The doctors said his body was extremely healthy, healthier than most young people. How could he possibly…”
The true lifespan of a Planetary Level martial artist exceeded a thousand years. Some senior officials in nations that had explored ancient civilisation ruins knew this, but the butler did not.
Within moments.
Several of Yan Hai’s trusted aides and the family doctor had gathered beside the body.
“The body is intact, there are no injuries whatsoever.”
After examining him with various instruments, the doctor shook his head repeatedly.
“This shouldn’t be possible. His body is extraordinarily healthy. He shouldn’t be dead.”
From a medical perspective.
If there was nothing physiologically wrong, death should not have occurred.
Unfortunately, they had no way to examine the soul.
North America, Washington Base City, United States.
A luxurious black limousine moved slowly along the street.
Seated inside was Earth’s current number one figure, Atkin.
Through overwhelming force, he had compelled the HR Alliance Council to hold a new election. Replacing Isadona, he had become the new Speaker and gained the highest authority within the HR Alliance.
None of the nine core families dared oppose him.
Before the Devouring Beast battle, he had been the Fifth Speaker of the God of War Palace.
Atkin was extremely thin.
A small beard adorned his chin.
His eyes appeared lifeless, yet from time to time they emitted a frighteningly sharp gleam.
This was the same man who had remained exceptionally low profile before the Devouring Beast battle.
Neither Hong nor Thunder God had ever realised that Atkin harboured such ambition.
Only after the powerful figures above him died one after another did his true ambitions emerge.
“Hello.”
Atkin took out his mobile phone.
“Speaker, Mr Yan Hai was discovered dead fifteen minutes ago on the rooftop of his villa. As for the exact time of death, we cannot determine it.”
A nervous voice came through the phone.
“What?”
Atkin’s expression changed instantly.
His mind fell into chaos.
How could Yan Hai be dead?
Who on Earth could kill him so easily?
“How did he die?” Atkin demanded.
“We don’t know. No one in the house heard anything. Nobody knows when he died or how he died.”
Atkin frowned.
“The cause of death cannot be determined?”
“Yes. There are no injuries on Mr Yan Hai’s body. His body is perfectly healthy. He shouldn’t have died.”
The moment he heard this, Atkin’s expression changed dramatically.
Click.
He ended the call.
His eyes narrowed as a cold light flashed within them.
“A spiritual attack on the soul. Only complete soul destruction would result in something like this.”
“But… there is only one Planetary Level Spirit Reader in the world, Saigo Nehru. Yet Saigo is merely Planetary Level First Stage. He doesn’t have the ability to kill Yan Hai.”
“Who was it?”
“Who was it?”
Two figures flashed through Atkin’s mind.
East, who had overshadowed him for years.
And Luo Feng, the unparalleled genius even stronger than East.
“But they’re dead.”
“I personally saw East’s corpse. Luo Feng’s life signs weakened and disappeared during the worldwide broadcast.”
Suddenly, Atkin’s expression changed again.
“No. Luo Feng… Luo Feng…”
He thought of Hong and Thunder God, both trapped in their comatose states.
Their life signs had disappeared as well.
Although they lacked brain activity and were considered living dead, they had never truly died.
The Devouring Beast itself had once returned from apparent death.
“Nobody ever saw Luo Feng’s body.”
“From beginning to end, there was never a body.”
“Could it be… could he still be alive?”
Atkin’s face grew increasingly ugly.
Back then, Luo Feng had effortlessly killed the Eight Tentacle Beast Emperor.
That was far beyond anything Atkin could accomplish.
If Atkin had faced the Eight Tentacle Beast Emperor, he would have been slaughtered with ease.
Yet Luo Feng had killed it effortlessly.
Luo Feng, despite his youth, had stood alongside Hong and Thunder God.
As for Atkin?
He had only been able to look up at Luo Feng.
If Luo Feng had truly returned, and learned that Atkin had sent Saigo Nehru and Vino to rob his family of their Mu Ya Crystals and treasures…
The consequences would be disastrous.
“No. No!”
Atkin shook his head repeatedly, consumed by anxiety and anger.
If it really was Luo Feng, he was finished.
Even if it was not Luo Feng, anyone capable of silently killing Yan Hai could probably kill him as well.
“Hello.”
Atkin hurriedly dialled another number.
“Saigo, it’s me, Atkin. I suspect Luo Feng isn’t dead. He just killed Yan Hai. Be extremely careful. Leave your residence immediately if possible.”
Asia, India, New Delhi Base City.
Because of the time difference, while dawn was breaking in Europe, it was broad daylight in New Delhi.
The blazing summer sun covered the city.
In the eastern section of the main urban district stood a vast castle belonging to the ancient and highly influential Nehru family.
Originally, the Nehru family’s greatest strength had been in politics.
However, after one of their descendants, Saigo Nehru, rose rapidly and became Earth’s only Planetary Level Spirit Reader, the family’s influence soared dramatically.
“Ever since Mr Saigo agreed to accept Spirit Reader disciples, more and more people come every day.”
“Spirit Readers aren’t easy to train. Mr Saigo is the strongest Spirit Reader on Earth, and he’s still so young. He’s about the same age as Luo Feng. Mr Saigo is India’s pride, a true Spirit Reader genius. I’m sure he’ll become just as powerful as Mr Luo Feng.”
“That’s right. People everywhere call him the second Luo Feng.”
Two guards atop the castle looked down at a luxurious car parked outside and chatted quietly.
Inside the castle.
Two groups of guests had gathered in the reception hall.
“Please wait a little longer. Mr Saigo is currently in meditation. Once he finishes, he will receive both groups together.”
A man dressed in light silk clothing smiled politely.
“Of course, we’re in no hurry.”
There were eight guests in total.
Among them were two young Spirit Readers who had clearly only recently awakened their abilities.
…
High above the Nehru family castle, a figure appeared.
Strangely, nobody noticed him.
“Babata, your invisibility system really is impressive.” Luo Feng praised.
“That’s nothing.”
Babata’s crisp voice sounded.
“It’s just manipulating light so that the rays entering people’s eyes remain unchanged. Very simple. In the universe, advanced spaceships and interstellar warships can hover above your cities without anyone seeing them if they don’t want to be seen.”
Luo Feng had no doubts.
When he had remained in Golden Horned Beast form beneath the ocean, Babata’s signal shielding had prevented Earth’s life detection systems from detecting him.
“That’s all basic stuff. For martial artists, simply approaching them is enough for them to notice you, even without seeing you.” Babata said.
“True.”
Luo Feng looked down.
His spiritual force spread out gently and silently swept through the castle below.
It was truly like a silent spring rain nourishing everything without a sound.
No one detected his probe.
Not even the newly advanced Planetary Level Spirit Reader, Saigo Nehru.
“He’s Planetary Level First Stage. I’m Sixth Stage. In terms of raw level alone, I’m thirty two times stronger than him. Not to mention I’ve cultivated the Control Manual and Illusion Manual. My control and precision surpass his by an unknown margin.”
Luo Feng shook his head.
After receiving the systematic training of the Yun Mo Planet lineage, he clearly understood just how much stronger he was.
Whoosh!
Luo Feng dived downward.
Inside the castle.
A young man in a luxurious black robe reclined on a sofa.
His feet rested on the glass coffee table before him.
A wine glass filled with crimson wine sat in his hand.
“Mmm.”
Saigo took a small sip.
“Compete with me? That old fool is already so old. I’m still young. How can he compare to my potential? Now that I’ve announced I’m accepting disciples, countless influential families are eager to send their children to me.”
“After all, I am Earth’s only Planetary Level Spirit Reader.”
“The tide is on my side. And I have Brother Atkin and the others supporting me. Combined with the influence of the Nehru family within India…”
“The position of Thunderbolt Dojo Master will definitely be mine.”
Saigo tilted his head back slightly and smiled disdainfully.
“Hah. Someone called me the second Luo Feng again. I’ve heard that far too many times.”
Ever since reaching the Planetary Level, people constantly compared him to Luo Feng.
At first, he had been proud and delighted.
But after hearing it countless times, he became annoyed.
“Hmph. Luo Feng and I are about the same age. One day I’ll soar higher and higher. I’ll become stronger and stronger, just like Hong and Thunder God. Then I’ll make everyone say that Luo Feng was the second Saigo. Hahaha…”
Having achieved success at a young age, Saigo felt immensely pleased with himself.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
“Hello.”
Saigo answered.
“Saigo, it’s me, Atkin. I suspect Luo Feng isn’t dead. He just killed Yan Hai. Be extremely careful. Leave your residence immediately if possible.”
Atkin’s voice came through the phone.
Saigo shot to his feet in fright.
But the moment he stood up, he noticed someone standing by the doorway behind him.
Military trousers.
A simple vest.
Yellow skin.
Short black hair.
The man’s gaze was like a blade piercing directly into his soul.
Saigo’s heart nearly stopped.
His eyes widened completely.
That face…
More than ninety nine percent of the world’s population would recognise it instantly.
“H… him…”
Saigo’s face turned pale.
Fear.
He had once believed himself powerful.
But standing before this man, a single glance was enough to fill him with uncontrollable terror.
And he had personally gone to this man’s home and stolen his family’s inheritance.
“Saigo? Talk to me. Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Atkin’s anxious voice sounded through the phone.
“He… he’s already here!”