89: Chapter 89 Sorry, it's all my spoils.

Under Lin Feng's mental control.

The Chaos Territory transformed into a massive interstellar warship, advancing at full speed through the deep void.

In less time than it takes to drink half a cup of tea, it successfully arrived at the coordinate area provided by Tang You.

"Warning! A large number of high-energy planes have been detected ahead! Please decelerate and evade to prevent physical collision!"

The locator on his wrist emitted a rapid beeping sound.

"System, perform a comprehensive scan of all plane parameters in the airspace ahead!"

Lin Feng ordered in a deep voice.

"Ding! Radar scanning in progress..."

"Ding! A total of 214 independent planes have been detected! Among them, 213 are planes protected by the laws of a deity, and there is 1 ownerless neutral plane!"

"Ding! The detailed combat power distribution is as follows: 1 Tier 8 plane, 4 Tier 7 planes, 13 Tier 6 planes, Tier 5 planes..."

Listening to the data list enumerated by the system, Lin Feng instantly grasped the enemy's background.

This massive cluster of planes was the gathering place for the lair of all the core executives of the Zhao Consortium!

At this level of influence, the upper echelons usually choose to huddle together for warmth.

The four leading Tier 7 planes were undoubtedly the highest authorities of the Zhao Consortium.

They absolutely contained the two old immortals who ran to his doorstep this morning to bark wildly.

As for the remaining Tier 5 and 6 planes, they should be the ordinary directors and regional managers within the consortium.

Counting further down, they were likely all younger generations related to the Zhao family.

However, none of this mattered anymore.

The two hundred-plus planes ahead were tightly bonded together.

Territory docking in the void is not necessarily always for war.

Often, large factions will connect their spatial barriers to each other to achieve resource sharing and trade circulation.

These two hundred-plus territories fused together to form an impregnable void fortress.

It could both accelerate internal economic prosperity and allow them to huddle together to resist foreign invasions.

Lin Feng couldn't even be bothered to look at the low-tier planes below Tier 7.

The Taotie could swallow ten of these trash-level territories in one breath!

They couldn't pose any substantial threat at all.

The only obstacle was the four Tier 7 planes at the very outer perimeter.

The system's holographic sandbox showed that the Zhao Consortium's formation was very elaborate.

The core circle was an ownerless Tier 8 continent.

In the four cardinal directions of this Tier 8 continent, each was tightly connected to a Tier 7 exclusive territory, forming a perfect, iron-clad encirclement formation.

This layout was identical to the tactics Zhao Tianao used when he led a team to besiege the wild continent.

The Zhao family clearly treated this Tier 8 neutral plane as the group's material transfer station and super vault.

"Four Tier 7 lords, risking their lives to protect a Tier 8 treasury..."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes halfway, a hint of coldness appearing at the corners of his mouth.

The lineup was indeed quite luxurious.

However. Today, they would all die!

As long as he forcibly smashed through this core cluster and killed all the main living beings inside.

The Zhao Consortium's four Tier 7 pillars would definitely all suffer a backlash and perish on the spot!

Having lost their Tier 7 powerhouses, the vast Zhao Consortium would become a fragrant piece of fat, which would be carved up and devoured by other beasts in the Imperial Capital in minutes!

With his mind made up, Lin Feng turned off the locator's automatic navigation, personally took over the steering authority with his mental power, and piloted the Chaos Territory, approaching the Zhao family's lair silently like the Grim Reaper.

Meanwhile, in the most prosperous core business district of the Imperial Capital, at the Zhao Consortium headquarters building.

Group Chairman Zhao Zhenhai was sitting in a resplendent top-floor conference room with three other core directors who held great power.

Standing properly in front of Zhao Zhenhai's large leather chair were the two brothers, Young Master Zhao Tianxing and Zhao Tianao.

"Zhao Tianao, how is the repair of your territory's wounds coming along?"

Zhao Zhenhai held a glass of red wine, his tone sounding concerned, but the rage in his eyes was like a volcano about to erupt, impossible to suppress.

"I have already poured countless rare resources into filling the holes, but... the collapse of the laws caused by falling from the divine rank makes returning to the peak harder than ascending to heaven..."

Zhao Tianao's face was pale, his tone filled with deep despair.

The blow of falling from the divine altar had long since destroyed his sanity.

From being a star senior at Starry Sky University, he had become a useless person whom everyone wanted to trample on overnight.

This disparity was ten thousand times more painful than killing him.

"Early this morning, I specifically accompanied Zhao Tianao to block Lin Feng's door, but the kid just acted like a coward and refused to show his face!"

A Tier 7 white-haired old man sitting on the side snorted coldly.

He was one of the two old men who had been spouting nonsense outside Lin Feng's courtyard this morning.

"Due to the rigid rules of Starry Sky University, I didn't dare to force my way through the door."

"That little brat is just a spineless coward!"

"However, on the way back, I did conveniently teach the kid's fair-weather friends at No. 3 High School a lesson."

The white-haired old man tilted his chin up, looking smug.

As a dignified Tier 7 powerhouse, he had attacked and bullied a Tier 4 college student, yet he felt no shame at all, instead feeling triumphant.

"Not breaking in was the right choice. If we really angered Old Man Long, all of us sitting here combined wouldn't be enough for him to pinch with a single finger."

Zhao Zhenhai nodded slightly, expressing agreement.

"Lin Feng, that little beast—I offered him a sky-high price to recruit him earlier, but he didn't know what was good for him and instead ran off to be a mascot for Tang Tianchen."

Mentioning this, Zhao Zhenhai set down his wine glass heavily and turned to look at his youngest son.

"Young Master Zhao Tianxing, how are things going on your end?"

"Dad, I took people to Xinghai City this morning! That stubborn old fool Tang Tianchen really refuses to give up until he sees the coffin; he absolutely refuses to sign the share transfer agreement!"

Young Master Zhao Tianxing reported with a face full of annoyance.

"But the only Tier 6 combat power under that old thing is himself. Once we completely lock down Tang Family Trading through business operations, won't Tang You eventually have to crawl into my bed obediently?"

"Hmm, well done. When cutting weeds, one must remove the roots."

Zhao Zhenhai leaned back in his chair with great satisfaction.

Since he couldn't touch Lin Feng himself, he would start bleeding out the acquaintances around him one by one.

One day, he would make Lin Feng kneel under the Zhao Consortium's building, kowtowing and begging for mercy!

Just during the brief moment when everyone in the conference room was chatting and laughing.

The four Tier 7 Deities, including Zhao Zhenhai, saw their expressions change drastically almost at the same time!

"Alert! A powerful enemy has torn through the outer spatial barrier!"

Zhao Zhenhai stood up abruptly, and the red wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"A powerful enemy invasion?"

"How is this possible! This airspace is entirely under the radar surveillance of the Alliance headquarters!"

Young Master Zhao Tianxing and Zhao Tianao looked at each other, completely unable to believe their ears.

Who would be bored enough to come and force their way into the Zhao Consortium's core restricted area?

This was an iron-clad formation guarded by a full four Tier 7 Deities!

What was the difference between coming here to stir up trouble and actively seeking death?

The four Tier 7 powerhouses quickly closed their eyes and projected their divine sense back to their void lair at lightning speed.

After just one look.

The four cunning, high-level giants simultaneously let out a curse.

"Fuck! It's Lin Feng!"