140: Chapter 140 Full Power

Jiang Feng pulled out his right hand, stained with colorless blood.

The blood did not drip down.

It hovered around his knuckles, devoured completely by the faint light emitted by the Pangu Dao Fruit.

Jiang Feng stood at the edge of the massive rift.

He looked down.

The Eye of Eternity had been completely wrecked by that punch.

The massive eyeball shriveled up.

A gash spanning a thousand miles had been forcibly torn open at the pupil's location.

Behind the rift.

There was no magma, nor was there a mantle layer.

It was a void space without stars, sun, or moon.

A river of flesh and blood, so thick its dimensions were impossible to calculate, stretched across the deepest part.

The long river writhed slowly, its internal mucus churning.

Jiang Feng lowered his gaze and saw clearly what was in the river.

Planets.

Dense, endless planets.

Each one looked exactly like Blue Star.

The same azure seawater, the same outline of land plates.

Even the taixu barrier wrapped around the outside was identical.

Millions of Blue Stars were tightly strung together by thick, fleshy pipes.

They were soaked in the river water in rows and columns.

One end of the pipe plunged into the core of the planet, and the other end connected to the deepest part of the long river.

Every second, an immeasurable amount of origin was forcibly extracted through the pipes.

Extracted toward the main body of the high-dimensional will.

"A cage."

Jiang Feng's voice was cold.

This was not a chessboard for a game of Heavenly Dao at all.

This was a slaughterhouse.

Venerable Xuan and Venerable Ming had fought for several epochs, thinking they were high and mighty.

In reality, they didn't even count as workshop supervisors; at most, they were laborers used to screen materials.

Jiang Feng, this "Pangu No. 1," was merely a mutant variable seed in this batch of petri dishes.

The high-dimensional will on the other side of the rift perceived the variable.

The mucus deep in the long river boiled violently.

Thousands of causal pipes, as thick as water vats, erupted from the surface of the river.

They swarmed toward Jiang Feng's location from all directions.

Attempting to drag Jiang Feng directly into the depths of the long river to forcibly erase him.

"Treating me like a battery?"

Jiang Feng did not retreat but advanced, taking a step forward.

The vacuum layer under his feet was stepped into tangible ripples.

"I don't like this setup of yours."

The Pangu Dao Fruit spun crazily.

The Zero-er mystery was fully activated.

Jiang Feng stretched out both hands and precisely grabbed the two main pipes that had struck first.

They were slimy to the touch, carrying a violently beating pulse.

"Get over here!"

His arms tensed violently, and his thirty-Zheng physical monster strength was fully unleashed along his muscle fibers.

He yanked backward hard!

The entire star river, which spanned unknown dimensions, was shaken violently by this pull.

The countless Blue Stars in the long river swayed, and hundreds of small pipes snapped on the spot.

The frequency of the high-dimensional will fluctuated violently.

Jiang Feng's movements in his hands paused.

With his thirty-Zheng perception sweeping over, he clearly saw that the dimensions were overlapping and squeezing.

If he really dragged this group of disgusting flesh tubes over, Blue Star's physical shell would not be able to withstand this conceptual-level collision.

Including his own home, it would be crushed into powder within 0.1 microseconds.

Jiang Feng stopped his movement but did not let go.

The value of "thirty Zheng" represented absolute violence against the underlying logic.

He flipped his wrist.

The Zero-er mystery was activated.

The unreasonable power of erasure cut down forcibly from his fingertips.

Snap!

The end of the causality connecting to Blue Star was forcibly severed by him.

The other end of the pipe, having lost the tension, snapped and retracted instantly, and the river of flesh and blood sprayed foul-smelling blood hundreds of feet high.

Jiang Feng dropped the completely necrotic pipe remnant in his hand.

He flexed his wrists, his finger bones cracking.

"The old chessboard is too crowded."

He squatted down slightly, and the super-solid metal layer under his feet collapsed over a large area.

"Since Blue Star can't hold it."

"Then I'll go over myself and throw a party inside."

The value of thirty Zheng did not need to accumulate power.

Jiang Feng transformed into a stream of light and crashed straight into the bottomless high-dimensional rift.

At the last moment before the rift closed.

His voice penetrated the six-thousand-kilometer crust, traveled against the vacuum channel, and blasted precisely into the balcony of Tianshu Dragon Garden.

"Dragon Girl, take care of my mother. Don't let the noodles in the pot get mushy; wait for me to come back to cook."

As the words fell.

Jiang Feng's figure completely submerged into the abyss of flesh and blood that had swallowed countless universes.

The rift closed with a roar.

The blinding halo dissipated.

The depths of the Earth's core fell back into absolute darkness.

The Eye of Eternity became a shriveled empty shell, with no signs of life left.

As Jiang Feng crossed the boundary and left, the colorless light that had been suppressing everything on the surface of Blue Star quietly shattered.

Tianshu Dragon Garden.

The blue and white porcelain bowl that had been suspended in mid-air hit the floor with a "clatter."

Dragon Girl gasped heavily.

The terror in her vertical pupils had not yet fully faded.

She turned her head stiffly and looked outside the balcony.

Cloudless, full of stars.

The suffocating feeling that had pressed into the depths of her soul just now had disappeared.

"Dragon Girl, why did this bowl fall?"

Liu Cuilan walked out of the kitchen, holding a rag.

She looked at the broken porcelain pieces on the floor, puzzled.

"Oh my, this was a good bowl. Where is Jiang Feng? How did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"Mas—Master, he…"

Dragon Girl stammered, remembering the words that had exploded in her ears just now.

Her brain spun rapidly.

"Master said… he went to buy soy sauce."

"Buy soy sauce? Why buy soy sauce? Didn't we just buy some at home?"

Liu Cuilan widened her eyes.

"This child, the bowl of noodles is already cold!"

"Master said the bottle just now wasn't the right one, he went to the high-end district to exchange for a bottle…"

Dragon Girl swallowed her saliva and hurriedly squatted down to pick up the porcelain pieces.

"Mom, the noodles are mushy. Master said to wait for him to come back and cook again, let's eat meat first…"

Endless deep space.

Crossing the rift.

Jiang Feng smelled a extremely pungent bloody odor.

This was not human blood, nor was it the blood of a high-level beast.

This was a complex smell mixed with the collapse of worlds, the extinction of star cores, and the wailing of countless living beings.

He opened his eyes.

He was already standing above the river of flesh and blood.

Beneath his feet, the turbid waves churned.

Countless "Blue Stars" used as batteries floated in the river.

Deep in the long river.

A pair of massive, turbid eyes slowly locked onto him.

There was no intelligence in those eyes, only the most primitive instinct for feeding and mechanical greed.

The control center of the entire assembly line moved.

Thousands of viscous pipes lifted their heads simultaneously.

The flesh petals at the tips opened, revealing dense fangs inside.

Aiming at Jiang Feng, they exerted force simultaneously.

The rules of the entire space were instantly emptied.

An absolute death field targeting him alone descended.

Jiang Feng did not look at those pipes.

He reached out to pick his ear with his backhand and flicked his fingers.

The 30 Zheng full-attribute passive was permanently active.

The "Zero-er" mystery locked onto the entire long river.

"Since I'm already here."

He faced those thousands of open abyss-like mouths and stepped down.