146: Chapter 146 The Liquidation Has Begun

Jiang Feng stood where he was, his hands still tucked into the pockets of his lounge pants.

A hundred-thousand-foot-tall edge of death slashed down upon his head.

Carrying extremely compressed Laws of Karma, it struck Jiang Feng squarely on the neck.

*Clang.*

An incredibly dull metallic boom rang out.

Sound shouldn't travel in a vacuum, but the pure physical kinetic energy of the shockwave forcibly shattered the dimensional barriers for hundreds of thousands of miles around.

There wasn't even a white mark.

Not a single hair fell.

Even the collar of Jiang Feng's faded grey T-shirt didn't show a single wrinkle.

On the other hand, the Extreme Grade Divine Artifact claimed to be able to sever all Karma of the past and future—the Karma God-Slaying Guillotine.

The blade underwent a violent distortion the moment it touched Jiang Feng's skin.

Immediately following that...

*Crack!*

A crisp shattering sound echoed as mottled, dark-red rust peeled away inch by inch. The black blade began to crack frantically from the edge upward.

Countless cracks spread across the entire ten-thousand-foot guillotine.

In the next second, the entire God-Slaying Guillotine disintegrated on the spot in space.

Black scrap iron shards flew everywhere, piercing hundreds of millions of vacuum holes through the surrounding asteroid belt.

The Inspector was stunned, standing dazed in mid-air.

His outstretched hands remained frozen in the air, still in a downward-pressing posture.

Flying debris grazed the remaining half of his face, drawing purple-gold divine blood, yet he didn't even blink.

A Dao-Derived Treasure, striking a pure Physical Body without any Law shields active, had been shattered by the counter-shock.

This directly ground the high-dimensional common sense he had accumulated over billions of eons into the dirt.

"Who exactly are you?" the Inspector's voice was hoarse, his eyes bulging as purple divine blood flowed from the corners. "The Law of Karma can't erase your existence? Physical mass... directly crushed the concept?!"

According to the high-dimensional logic of Wuliang Heaven, when facing a conceptual-level Karmic judgment, no amount of health matters; one can only counter with the same Law of Karma.

Taking Karma head-on with just a neck?

This completely defied the underlying logic of all things!

"Heh."

Jiang Feng raised a hand and rubbed his neck.

He looked at the Inspector with a flat gaze.

"You've been noisy for a while now. Are you out of tricks?" Jiang Feng withdrew his right hand. "My turn."

He didn't traverse space; he simply took a single step forward.

Fifty Zheng of basic physical attributes erupted.

The hundred-thousand-foot distance ahead was forcibly compressed into a thin sheet by this pure kinetic energy.

Jiang Feng's right hand pierced through the flattened space and seized the Inspector's head.

His five fingers closed.

There was no warmth.

The hair on the Inspector's body stood on end, and an extreme sense of Mortal peril snapped him back to his senses.

He frantically mobilized the Extreme Grade Laws within his body, trying to break free from that hand.

The surrounding Universe and starry sky distorted violently under his Divine Might, yet they couldn't budge the hand on his head in the slightest.

"Impudent! You dare kill me?!" The Inspector completely lost his composure, screaming, "I am an official deity of Wuliang Heaven! If you erase me, you will be the enemy of the entire high-dimensional realm! The Inspector Heavenly Venerable will not let this mining area off!"

"If I detonate my Godhead, this Universe and even the River of Time will be buried with me!"

Jiang Feng didn't even lift an eyelid.

"Buried with you? You're not worthy."

His knuckles suddenly exerted force.

Fifty Zheng of absolute physical power, stacked with a 2.5 billion-fold amplification, erupted without reservation.

*Bang!*

Purple-gold ultimate radiance exploded.

The Inspector's head burst on the spot; bone, flesh, and Divine Soul were crushed into basic microscopic particles within 0.01 seconds.

The Zero-er Profound Truth automatically triggered.

Ignoring Reincarnation, ignoring Karma.

An absolute erasure judgment flowed from Jiang Feng's fingertips, surging upstream into the void of the River of Time.

All the timeline fragments the Inspector had left across the myriad worlds over billions of eons were forcibly dragged out by this power.

"No—!"

Countless tragic echoes belonging to the Inspector rang out from the River of Time.

Then, they stopped abruptly.

Every node representing his existence was completely severed and forcibly erased.

To kill was to make non-existent.

In the starry sky, the pressure belonging to an Extreme Grade deity vanished instantly, as if this being had never appeared in this Universe.

The crimson System panel flashed frantically across Jiang Feng's retina.

[Ding! Successfully killed target: Wuliang Heaven Third Inspector (Extreme Grade)!]

[Zero-er Profound Truth in effect! Target existence has been completely erased!]

[12th Rank Max Level Awakening Quest: Hunt a true high-dimensional god of the Wuliang Realm, completed!]

[Triggering final advancement reconstruction...]

[Unique Divine Class "Dao Evolution Sovereign" beginning to awaken!]

[Ding! Triggering Unique Hyper-Dimensional Profound Truth: Pangu Plunder!]

[Detected target contains an Extreme Grade Wuliang Godhead and a large amount of high-dimensional Origin. Forced plunder successful!]

[You have obtained complete item: Extreme Grade Wuliang Godhead x1]

[You have plundered and obtained all attribute points: 30 Ji!]

Jiang Feng looked at the values jumping on the panel.

The basic six-dimensional attributes had leaped from "Zheng" units directly to "Ji".

30 Ji. This was a massive gain.

This was an absurd stat sheet that even those old monsters who had hidden in Wuliang Heaven for countless eons could hardly reach.

Counting those billions-fold amplification multipliers, if Jiang Feng went all out now, a single punch could punch a massive hole through the entirety of Wuliang Heaven.

But it still wasn't enough.

He could clearly sense that the thing deep within the core of the Blue Star, as well as that river of flesh and blood that used the heavens as batteries—the controllers behind them were far beyond the "Ji" level.

Jiang Feng dismissed the panel and reached out his left hand.

A crystal emitting a brilliant radiance floated quietly in his palm.

Countless miniature galaxies flowed within the crystal, hiding the complete Law network of a high-dimensional Universe from birth to destruction.

Extreme Grade Wuliang Godhead.

An ultimate fortune sufficient to make countless Supremes fight to the death.

Jiang Feng looked it over and curled his lip in distaste.

"The lighting effect is too blinding."

He casually stuffed this priceless treasure into the pocket of his grey sweatpants.

He even patted the pocket to make sure it wouldn't fall out.

Having just stretched his muscles a bit, he felt a little hungry. The pot of beef brisket noodles in the kitchen should be perfectly seasoned by now.

Jiang Feng turned around, hands in his pockets.

Fifty Zheng of pure brute force easily tore through the vacuum before him.

Stepping in his twenty-yuan plastic slippers, he entered the spatial rift and returned directly to the balcony of Tianshu Dragon Garden.

The sky over Dongjiang City returned to peace once more.

The night breeze was cool, and the stars were scattered across the sky.

The galaxy-sized face that had blotted out the sky and the world-destroying light pillar just now felt like a collective hallucination from a dream.

In the living room.

The television volume was turned down to the minimum; the local station was still reporting tomorrow's weather.

The Dragon girl was still sitting obediently on the dining chair, holding a gnawed beef bone to grind her teeth.

Zero Seven sat slumped on the floor, still looking up at the balcony, her entire being completely petrified.

*Slide.*

The sliding balcony door was pushed open.

Jiang Feng walked in.

His clothes weren't touched by a speck of dust, and his expression was as flat as if he had just gone downstairs to take out the trash.

Zero Seven's gaze, like a rusted machine, moved stiffly from Jiang Feng's face down to the pocket of his grey sweatpants.

The pocket was bulging.

Through the thin fabric, a faint purple-gold light could be seen shimmering inside.

Zero Seven's heart skipped a beat.

As a D-rank Observer of the Wuliang Heaven Inspectorate, she could never forget that fluctuation even in her dreams.

That was a Godhead!

The Extreme Grade Godhead of the Third Inspector!

This was the Origin lifeblood of a high-dimensional Dominator, yet it was now being casually stuffed into a pair of cheap sweatpants like a coin!

Not only did he kill the Inspector, but he also forcibly plundered the Godhead!

That was an Extreme Grade powerhouse! A True God who made trillions of beings kneel in Wuliang Heaven hadn't even lasted two minutes in this man's hands?

"You... you..." Zero Seven pointed at Jiang Feng's pocket, her teeth chattering so hard she couldn't complete a sentence.

Jiang Feng walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

He picked up the slightly cool bowl of beef brisket noodles and lifted a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks.

"Eat."

His tone was plain.

There was no Divine Might leaking out.

Yet Zero Seven instantly covered her mouth with both hands, not even daring to breathe, as tears swirled in her eyes.

The nonchalance this man showed—treating the slaughter of a god like a trip to the grocery store—was the ultimate horror that truly made the Soul tremble.

The kitchen door was pushed open.

Liu Cuilan came out carrying a plate of sliced fruit.

"The noodles are cold, aren't they? Let me heat them up for you," she said casually, looking at the bowl in Jiang Feng's hands.

"No need, Mom. The temperature is just right." Jiang Feng slurped a large mouthful of noodles.

Liu Cuilan set the fruit down and, seeing Zero Seven still sitting on the floor, frowned in confusion.

"Why is this girl still sitting on the floor? The floor is cold, get up quickly." She walked over and reached out to pull Zero Seven up.

Zero Seven looked at the outstretched hand of a Mortal with no cultivation.

She instinctively wanted to dodge, but upon meeting Jiang Feng's gaze, she immediately became submissive and quiet.

Liu Cuilan pulled her up and even kindly patted the dust off her clothes.

"Thank you... Auntie," Zero Seven squeezed out the words dryly, her expression looking worse than if she were crying.

"Don't mention it, have some fruit." Liu Cuilan smiled and turned back into the kitchen. "I'll wipe down the stove."

The living room fell silent again.

Jiang Feng finished the noodles in a few bites and pushed the empty bowl aside.

He looked up at the uneasy Zero Seven.

"That Wuliang Heaven place... what are its coordinates?"

Zero Seven shuddered violently.

She stared at Jiang Feng, her eyes filled with horror.

What did he want to do?

He just killed an official deity, and now he was going to attack Wuliang Heaven's home base?

Did he have to go this far?!

"I... I don't know the exact coordinates," Zero Seven stammered, swallowing hard. "Wuliang Heaven's coordinates are constantly shifting. Only by possessing a token or Godhead of Extreme Grade or higher can one sense the guidance channel in the Void Realm."

Jiang Feng reached into his pocket.

He pulled out the shimmering Extreme Grade Godhead and tossed it onto the table with a *thud*.

The crystal rolled twice on the wooden table and stopped right in front of the Dragon girl.

The Dragon girl sniffed, her dark-gold vertical pupils suddenly glowing green, and she opened her mouth wide to bite down.

"No eating that." Jiang Feng reached out and tapped the Dragon girl's head.

The Dragon girl pouted aggrievedly and pulled her head back.

Watching this, Zero Seven felt like she could have a brain hemorrhage at any moment.

That was a Godhead! This kid actually wanted to eat it like a jellybean? What kind of monster family was this?!

Jiang Feng pressed his hand onto the Godhead.

His terrifying Mental Energy instantly pierced inside, brutally tearing apart the high-dimensional information firewall.

A few seconds later, he withdrew his hand.

The ticket and route to Wuliang Heaven were obtained.

Since he had killed their person, given the nature of these high-dimensional beings, there would surely be endless trouble. Rather than waiting for them to come down and disturb his mother washing dishes and watching dramas...

...it was better to just flip the table and attack Wuliang Heaven.

Jiang Feng leaned back in his chair.

The "Eye of Eternity" deep beneath the Blue Star, the river of flesh and blood, and those countless isotope Blue Stars being used as batteries... all the filth originated from that so-called high dimension.

That was also the final settlement ground for this abandoned mining area.

Just as Jiang Feng was calculating what time to depart tonight...

...the Extreme Grade Godhead on the table suddenly erupted in high-frequency vibrations.

*Ka-ka-ka.*

The surface of the Godhead was intact, but the flow of the miniature galaxies inside instantly froze and crashed.

Immediately after, a grand will, devoid of emotion and cold to the extreme, forcibly descended into this small living room through the Godhead's underlying permissions.

This will had no physical destructive power, but it carried an absolute, transcendent indifference—like a human looking at a stick figure on paper.

A voice without any ripples rang directly in Jiang Feng's mind.

"Serial Number Jia-Chen 17, Pangu Variable One."

"You have derailed."

"Cleanup program initiated. Taixu Dimensional Wall, immediate dimensionality reduction countdown beginning."

The moment the voice fell...

...Jiang Feng turned his head to look out the window.

Above Dongjiang City.

Or rather, is beyond the taixu barrier of the entire Blue Star.

A pure black line spanning the boundless Void Realm appeared out of nowhere.

That line had no thickness and no attributes.

Any stars, meteorites, or even light that it touched instantly lost the concept of "volume," being crushed into an absolutely flat two-dimensional scroll.

This wasn't a common Spell attack.

This was pure physical mass-dimensionality reduction.

The dimensionality reduction line was sweeping toward the Blue Star's atmosphere at a speed countless times faster than light.

The existence behind the The Chess Player had directly overturned the entire chessboard.