The flying giant insect drew closer and closer, its enormous compound eyes locking onto Bai Yue from afar. Its six wings vibrated at extreme frequency, producing a shrill, piercing screech—like countless blades scraping against glass, amplified millions of times until it tore straight into one's soul.
"Battle King!"
A thunderous voice rolled across the heavens and earth.
"How many Glory Points do you even have? Do you dare make a real bet with me?"
Bai Yue stood calmly atop the mountain ridge, hands behind his back, his expression relaxed. He smiled faintly as he looked at the approaching figure.
"You're quite fortunate," Bai Yue said slowly. "You're my very first opponent in the Glory World."
"First?"
The Chong Ming burst into laughter, its voice sharp and distorted.
"Hahahaha! Then I truly am blessed by fate. Three Glory Points—do you dare?"
"That's exactly what I hoped for," Bai Yue replied without hesitation. "How could I refuse someone delivering Glory Points to my door?"
The special Life form's wings trembled with excitement.
"I never imagined that the honor of defeating Battle King would fall to me. Remember my name—King Fulin. Today, it will echo across all of Zijing Island!"
Bai Yue let out a soft chuckle, his gaze turning cold.
"Enough nonsense. Let's fight. You're nothing more than a warm-up."
"Courting death!!!"
With a shrill scream, King Fulin's aura exploded skyward. The mountain beneath them shook violently as a vast pink poison domain spread outward, instantly covering an area of over a million kilometers. At the same time, the sharp horn on his head glowed with brilliant golden light, radiating an edge sharp enough to pierce space itself.
"Good," Bai Yue's eyes lit up.
Boom!
His Undying god body ignited instantly. Boundless divine power surged, burning without restraint as he shot forward like a falling star. The long staff in his hand cleaved through the void, leaving behind a blazing arc.
With a deafening roar, the two collided.
Space collapsed.
The battlefield shattered.
Less than a breath later—
After only a few dozen exchanges, King Fulin's divine body completely disintegrated. His compound eyes were filled with disbelief and fury as his form dissolved into nothingness.
"How… impossible…"
The next instant, his figure vanished from the battle space, forcibly expelled.
Bai Yue lowered his staff and calmly opened the black book.
"Six Glory Points."
Just as expected—three gained.
He raised his head and looked toward the second opponent forming in the distance, the corners of his mouth lifting.
"Another delivery. Come on."
A Storm Sweeping Glory World
The battle did not stop.
In the open-air square of the Glory World, chaos erupted.
Nearly a hundred million inheritors from every corner of the universe connected their consciousnesses, flooding into the Glory World after hearing the news—
Battle King had begun continuous battles.
"What? You actually lost to that Human?"
"Impossible! He's just an Undying who broke through recently!"
"No treasures, no talent secret techniques, same divine body—how could you still lose?"
At first, the few alien inheritors who were defeated became the targets of ridicule within their own circles. Yet beneath the mockery, unease began to spread. Everyone knew the strength of those defeated challengers.
However, the open-air square was far too vast. Nearly a hundred million inheritors, divided into countless small groups—news did not spread instantly.
What did spread instantly was Bai Yue's pace.
In the battle world, divine bodies fully recovered after every match. There was no need to rest. Bai Yue burned his divine power from the very start of each fight, annihilating his opponents with brutal efficiency.
Conversation at the start of battles took longer than the battles themselves.
At first, Bai Yue replied to provocations. Soon, he stopped entirely.
Once the battle began—
Kill.
In a single stretch, Bai Yue fought two thousand consecutive battles.
Sixteen hours.
Not a single loss.
Zijing Island, outside Bai Yue's mansion.
Hundreds of Beast God inheritors from the Human Race and the Great Alliance had gathered, voices filled with excitement.
Suddenly, the mansion gates opened.
"Everyone," an Undying voice announced, "Master invites you in."
"That's Iron Fiber King from the Automaton Race Alliance!"
"He's enslaved by Battle King?"
"So the fighting is over?"
Excitement surged.
Led by Iron Fiber King, they entered the central courtyard, where Bai Yue was already waiting.
"Battle King."
"Your Highness."
Greetings rang out from every direction.
After everyone took their seats, a Human Champion could no longer restrain himself.
"Battle King… how many challenges did you accept?"
"All of them," Bai Yue replied calmly.
The courtyard fell silent.
"All… all of them?"
"Tens of thousands?"
"Hundreds of thousands?"
Bai Yue nodded.
"In total—1.76 million."
For a moment, everyone forgot how to breathe.
"Over… one point seven million?"
Chaman King shook his head, sighing deeply.
"With a base of over ninety million Third-Level Inheritors, it's not strange. Your name alone was enough to drag them all in."
"Congratulations on two thousand consecutive victories," King Qianyue laughed.
"Over two thousand Glory Points in one day…" King Qijian murmured. "Enough for twenty inheritance opportunities."
Bai Yue smiled.
"This is only the beginning."
Records That Shattered Confidence
The next day, Bai Yue continued.
One thousand battles. Then he stopped.
On the third-level ranking list, his record was displayed clearly:
Wins: XXXX — Losses: 0
A perfect record.
By the sixth day—
6684 wins. 0 losses.
The open-air square was in uproar.
"How can he be this strong?"
"I spent centuries accumulating fifty-one Glory Points!"
"And now I lose one just like that!"
Regret spread like wildfire.
Those who had challenged him could no longer withdraw. Refusing to fight meant automatic forfeiture—and loss of Glory Points.
The name Battle King became the only topic of Glory World.
Human Race High-Level Response
Virtual Universe Corporation headquarters.
Space rippled.
A towering barbarian stepped out of the void.
The Great Axe Founder had returned.
"Great Axe!"
"Founder!"
The Universe Lords rose in unison.
After reviewing the inheritance and the situation, Great Axe Founder laughed heartily.
"Excellent. Truly excellent."
"This Bai Yue—do not pressure him. Support him. Anyone who contributes to the Human Race deserves absolute trust."
With his words, the matter was settled.
Toward the Next Storm
Back in Glory World.
Bai Yue stood calmly on the battlefield, facing a six-winged beetle Life form once more.
"Chong Ming," he said softly.
The insect's phosphorescent toxin spread through the air.
Bai Yue lifted his staff.
"The first battle… is only the beginning."