Outside Yun Mo Planet, the void was quiet.
"The second option?" Luo Feng was briefly stunned. He had assumed Hu Yanbo would choose the first path—cultivating patiently, growing stronger, and personally slaying the Demon Hand King to wash away past humiliation.
He hadn't expected Hu Yanbo to be so decisive… and so pragmatic.
After only a little persuasion from Babata and the others, Hu Yanbo chose without hesitation to borrow the hand of the Golden Seal King and eradicate the enemy outright.
"All right," Luo Feng nodded after a moment. "Then we'll act according to the information Bai Yue provided."
Hu Yanbo's expression was calm, his tone steady. "The Yun Mo Planet lineage and the Demon Hand King are already irreconcilable enemies. If an opportunity presents itself and we hesitate out of所谓'martial virtue,' that would be foolish stubbornness, not integrity."
There was no delay after the decision.
Using God Kingdom teleportation combined with Dark Universe travel via the Yun Mo Starship, the group spent roughly half a month in transit before arriving at the Demon Hand King's hiding place.
"Boss, Master—prepare to exit Dark Universe," Babata's voice echoed through the control room.
Buzz!
The Yun Mo Starship shuddered as its speed plummeted, then it was forcibly expelled from the Dark Universe, reappearing within the Original Universe.
"Devil Hand Star," Luo Feng murmured.
From the control room, they looked out upon the distant starry sky. Bathed in the light of a massive star was a dark-green life planet, pulsing with dense vitality.
"According to the Virtual Universe Corporation's records," Luo Feng said seriously, "this planet is the Demon Hand King's base. Half a year ago, when his consciousness connected to the Virtual Universe, his coordinates were still here."
Information was never absolute. Even with Bai Yue's authority, there were limits to what could be tracked in real time.
"Let's move," Hu Yanbo said.
Armor manifested over their bodies one after another. Luo Feng's Mo Yun battle armor shifted form as well, its surface flowing like liquid metal.
"Thank you for the trouble," Luo Feng said respectfully to the Golden Seal King.
The Golden Seal King said nothing. With a single thought, space folded.
In the next instant, the group appeared at the edge of the planet's atmosphere.
"Why aren't we going in?" Babata urged anxiously.
"I'll locate him first," the Golden Seal King replied calmly. A massive detection wave spread out, enveloping the entire planet without disturbance.
The Yun Mo Planet group felt their nerves tighten. If the Demon Hand King wasn't here—and was instead alerted—it would be almost impossible to track down an Immortal deliberately hiding.
"Found him," the Golden Seal King said suddenly.
Hu Yanbo's eyes sharpened. "He's on this planet?"
"Yes," the Golden Seal King confirmed. "And he's severely injured."
"Injured or not, he dies today," Babata snapped. "Move!"
With another teleport, they descended directly into the planet's core region.
Devil Hand Star lay at the heart of a forbidden star domain within the Ancient Wheel Universe Country.
Local super families knew that a terrifying Immortal ruled this region, yet no one dared provoke him. He occupied only nine star systems, showed no ambition, and slaughtered anyone who crossed his boundaries. Silence was the price of survival.
Within a sprawling palace complex, an Immortal God barked orders at a line of trembling maids.
"The Demon Emperor is in a foul mood. Any mistake—and you die. Move!"
More than eight hundred carefully selected maids entered the palace, each step heavier than the last. Over recent millennia, even trivial errors had resulted in horrific deaths.
Just as half of them crossed the threshold, a voice rang out.
"Demon Hand King."
It was cold. Absolute.
An invisible pressure swept through the palace like a natural disaster.
Every maid collapsed to her knees. Outside, the Immortal God managing the palace affairs trembled violently, barely able to stand.
"What terrifying pressure… stronger than Master at his peak—by ten times, no, a hundred times! What kind of existence is this?!"
Boom!
The palace roof exploded. A gray figure shot into the sky.
Swish!
A golden figure appeared above him and delivered a crushing kick, flinging the gray-clad man backward until he barely stabilized near the shattered palace.
It was the Demon Hand King—eagle-headed, clad in gray armor.
The Immortal God watching from below felt his soul freeze.
"Teleportation… it's over. Master is finished."
Within the palace, countless servants knelt in disbelief. The invincible Demon Emperor of their hearts was being overwhelmed in an instant.
The Demon Hand King looked up, his posture suddenly humble.
"A Champion peak powerhouse…" He bowed deeply. "Greetings, sir. If I have offended you, please name the price. I will compensate fully. If not enough—then you may take my life."
Golden Seal King looked down at him, unmoved.
"You understand your situation."
The Demon Hand King smiled bitterly. "Even at my peak, I was no match for someone who can teleport. Now my divine body is damaged… I have no hope of escape. I can only beg."
Inwardly, hatred burned.
If I live through this, everyone who witnessed this will die.
Then—
"Oh? You finally recognize us?"
Hu Yanbo and the others appeared beside the Golden Seal King.
The Demon Hand King froze.
"Hu Yanbo?! You're alive?!" His pupils shrank violently.
Before he could stall further, multicolored flames erupted from the void, sealing the entire planet in an instant.
The pressure pinned him in place.
Golden Seal King's voice was cold. "With Master's treasure, your death is inevitable."
Golden light condensed into a massive seal.
Splat!
Armor shattered. The Demon Hand King's divine body exploded, reduced to fragments, then incinerated by the flames—leaving only scattered treasures.
Babata clutched the armor, his voice shaking.
"Boss… it's over. He's dead."
For Babata, fifty-four thousand years of obsession ended in this instant.
Far away, in a desolate star domain…
Within the heart of a blazing star, another figure opened his eyes.
"Luo Feng… Hu Yanbo…"
The Demon Hand King—Suoluopu—sat cross-legged, eyes filled with venomous hatred.
"I survived… because I prepared."
Dividing his divine body had saved him.
"But this debt," he hissed, "will be repaid."
He had no idea—
That Bai Yue was already a Universe Lord.
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