The next day, in a cleared wilderness area, several intelligent fighter jets hovered high in the sky.
Below, Luo Feng stood on a shield, floating silently. Opposite him, Li Yao wore an SS-level battle suit with the Black God suit covering his entire body. His gaze locked onto Luo Feng, hatred and malice nearly tangible in his eyes.
He recalled what Yan Hai had told him the night before:
"Little Vulture, I can't help you this time. Give it your all in your life-and-death battle with Luo Feng tomorrow! Ye Yun has said that if you win, he won't trouble you again. Your fate is still in your hands. This is your last chance! Remember, spirit and will are the most important!"
Coming back to the present, Li Yao's eyes filled with solemnity. Luo Feng was no longer the same as before. His physical fitness had improved, he had reached the high-level war god tier, and his mental power was even more formidable. His attack power completely overwhelmed Li Yao.
More importantly, Luo Feng held the advantage. At this stage, a psychic master had the upper hand over a warrior. If a warrior couldn't close the distance, they would become nothing more than a target. And with the Black God suit boosting Luo Feng's defense, Li Yao knew his chances of victory were slim.
"They want me to be Luo Feng's stepping stone?"
Li Yao glanced at a fighter jet in the sky, as if seeing through its shell to Ye Yun, Hong, and others chatting inside. His teeth clenched, and rage surged through him.
With an explosive burst, Li Yao lunged at Luo Feng. But Luo Feng merely shifted his shield, effortlessly avoiding the attack. Sixteen flying knives materialized and struck from different angles.
Fully armed with the Black God suit, Li Yao dodged most of the knives. Those that hit were weakened by his suit and battle armor, rendering them ineffective.
After their initial exchange, the fight intensified. Thanks to the Black God suit, neither suffered serious injury, but Luo Feng controlled the battlefield. The constant aerial movement drained Li Yao's stamina faster. If this continued, he would collapse first.
Luo Feng didn't unleash his full power immediately. He used Li Yao to test his growth over the past year. Having mastered the "Basic 312 Styles," he could now unleash the strongest offensive power of sixteen flying knives simultaneously. But for now, he attacked with scattered weapons. If he combined them, his attack would reach planetary-level strength.
Li Yao was completely suppressed. His chances of revenge grew slimmer. Thoughts of his dead son, Li Wei, filled him with rage.
"Luo Feng! I hate you! I can't accept this! I refuse to accept this!"
Intense emotions flooded him, and his body trembled. His spirit surged in response.
A dazzling light erupted from him, deflecting Luo Feng's flying knives. As the light faded, Li Yao's body lifted into the air.
Luo Feng frowned. Li Yao had broken through to the planetary level at this critical moment!
From their fighter jet, Hong glanced at Ye Yun and murmured,
"Ye Yun, this isn't good. Li Yao has temporarily broken through. Judging by his aura, he's awakened a special ability related to 'light'—just like mine. Luo Feng might not be able to match him."
Ye Yun was surprised but not shocked. A warrior's foundation lay in physical and genetic energy, but true breakthroughs required mental and spiritual fortitude—opposite to a psychic master. Given Li Yao's desperate state, it made sense that his spirit and will had shattered his bottleneck.
"Li Yao is indeed talented! Under such extreme pressure, he still managed to break through. Quite the character."
With a slight sigh, Ye Yun still smiled and said,
"Brother Hong, let's just watch. Luo Feng can handle it."
Neither Ye Yun nor Hong interfered, and neither did the other planetary councilors. Among them was Yan Hai, who, though puzzled by Ye Yun's inaction, felt a flicker of pride.
"Little Vulture, you didn't disappoint me."
Luo Feng remained expressionless. Though Li Yao's breakthrough was unexpected, Luo Feng doubted it would change the outcome—just make the fight more challenging.
The Black God suit covering Li Yao's face peeled back, revealing a ferocious grin. The power flooding his body filled him with confidence. He had never felt so invincible. In a twisted way, he even felt grateful to Luo Feng and Ye Yun. Without their pressure, he might never have reached this point.
Without hesitation, he attacked again, unleashing his newfound light-based abilities. His speed skyrocketed, and he became more agile. In a flash, he was beside Luo Feng, fists charged with devastating force. Luo Feng, stepping on his shield, finally unleashed his Sky Shuttle.
'Drink!'
He soared higher, and in that brief moment, the Sky Shuttle transformed into its first form—the 'Mountain Drilling Cone.'
Twelve strands of mental power intertwined with the secret patterns, creating golden silk threads that concentrated at the tip of the cone, generating immense drilling force. Under their influence, the Mountain Drill accelerated explosively, turning into a golden streak that pierced toward Li Yao with planetary-level speed.
In a blink, the attack struck. Li Yao had no time to react.
'Puff!'
Though the combat suit and Black God suit absorbed much of the impact, Li Yao was still gravely injured. Blood gushed from his mouth. Before he could process what had happened, the golden light returned. Another strike. His internal organs shattered. Without the Black God suit, he would've died instantly.
Luo Feng's cold eyes gave no quarter. Understanding the Black God suit's resilience, he continued his relentless assault. The Mountain Drill struck again and again.
After seven or eight consecutive hits, Li Yao crashed to the ground, sprawled out in a lifeless heap. His Black God suit retracted, his battle uniform in tatters, his eyes losing their last glimmer of spirit.
As Luo Feng descended, Li Yao coughed up one final mouthful of blood and let out a bitter laugh.
"Ha... ha ha! So this is how it ends? Luo Feng... I still can't accept it..."
Luo Feng remained indifferent. Looking down, he murmured,
"Li Yao, dying by my hands isn't a disgrace. Rest in peace."
The Mountain Drill fell one last time.
Li Yao's body exploded into blood and gore.
Li Yao, dead!
The Sky Shuttle returned to its original form and flew back to Luo Feng. Exhaling slowly, he boarded Ye Yun's fighter. One by one, the others left, and silence returned to the battlefield.
Luo Feng's victory—defeating a newly ascended planetary-level warrior as a high-level war god—shocked everyone. Even though Li Yao had just broken through, planetary-level beings were leagues above war gods. Yet Luo Feng still prevailed, earning newfound respect from all present.
Seated next to Ye Yun, Luo Feng felt a subtle transformation within himself. With Li Yao dead, his resolve had strengthened.
Ye Yun chuckled.
"Fengzi, to defeat a planetary-level warrior while still at the war god level shows you have a solid foundation. Once you break through, few on Earth will be your match."
Luo Feng remained calm.
"Li Yao was wearing the Black God Suit. If he had been more experienced in aerial combat, this fight wouldn't have been so easy. Against a veteran planetary warrior, things would've been different."
Ye Yun nodded. In the original novel, Li Yao lacked protection and died instantly to the Mountain Drill. This time, with full gear, he held out longer—but Luo Feng's overwhelming power still sealed his fate.
Ye Yun stood, his tone turning serious.
"Alright, Fengzi. With Li Yao's matter settled, it's time we head to something even more important."
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