Nightking Zhenwu turned around to stare at Zhuo Daynight, his gaze cruel and filled with naked bloodlust. “You’re asking for it!”

He then suddenly appeared right in front of her, grabbed ahold of her head, and picked her up. As he moved closer, he revealed a cruel smile. “Do you really think that your life can change for the better? Let me tell you this—I don’t even want Night’s End, Daybreak anymore. I, Nightking Zhenwu, am invincible, and nobody can defeat me! Today, I’ll kill off the Dayking bloodline, and I’ll have the entire Dayking bloodline die the same miserable death as your parents! I will even cut Lu Yin to pieces in front of you!”

He then flung Zhuo Daynight straight towards Lu Yin.

“Keep singing, Fireplume Tribe. Keep singing for me! I, Nightking Zhenwu, am invincible! Hahaha.”

The Fireplume Tribe’s song rang out, and they wove a song of Nightking Zhenwu stepping onto the path of being invincible.

Above the planet, all the onlookers had complex expressions, as Nightking Zhenwu was truly displaying an unfathomable strength.

Throughout the Innerverse, the countless people watching this scene fell silent. There were stronger and weaker members among the Ten Arbiters, and Lan Si’s most powerful attack was the Vacuum Palm, which was not even enough to stop a quadruple-fletched arrow. In other words, he would barely be able to match up to Nightking Zhenwu.

If that was true of Lan Si, then what of the other Arbiters?

Nightking Zhenwu approached Lu Yin, step by step.

Lu Yin’s entire vision had gone fuzzy, and he was finally able to understand the true power of Skybreaker. Even now, his body was still pinned to the ground as fresh blood flowed from his body, staining his surroundings.

Zhuo Daynight struggled to her feet and blocked Nightking Zhenwu’s path to Lu Yin, her eyes overflowing with hatred.

Nightking Zhenwu raised his head arrogantly. Although he was also in a pathetic state, at this moment, he had emerged victorious.

The combination of one of the Daynight clan’s unrivaled spiritual force battle techniques, a Progenitor’s battle technique, a secret technique, and finally, a mysterious innate gift had given rise to a truly peerless powerhouse. Nightking Zhenwu’s demonstration of power in this fight had left the entire universe speechless.

Even Envoy-level powerhouses from the older generation looked at the young Nightking with a renewed wariness. Once someone like this matured, they would be unstoppable, and not even the other nine Arbiters would be able to hold Zhenwu back. Although they might not know the true strength of the other Arbiters, no matter what, it was impossible for them to surpass the strength that Nightking Zhenwu had revealed today.

Countless people from the Innerverse and Outerverse had witnessed Nightking Zhenwu step onto the peak of humanity, and his existence left untold numbers of people nervous.

The people within the Hall of Honor who had been neutral up to this moment all started leaning towards supporting Nightking Zhenwu. He would definitely become one of the Cosmic Five, and it might not actually be impossible for him to become a Progenitor in the future.

Even if someone like Zhenwu was not able to become a Progenitor, his strength would still be at the peak of his generation.

This was the effect that Nightking Zhenwu wanted to have on everyone. He had schemed to administer the poison to Lu Yin and force Zhuo Daynight into despair, all to comprehend Night’s End, Daybreak while countless people from the universe watched on. He wanted to force everyone to recognize him as the leader of the Ten Arbiters. From the very beginning, he had wanted to trample over Lu Yin, and although some mishaps had occurred along the way, this outcome was the one that he had always desired.

No, this was actually even better; the stronger Lu Yin was, the greater the value there was in trampling over him.

The air around Lu Yin began to clear, and the after-effects of Skybreaker gradually disappeared. He raised his hand to break the arrow and then half-knelt on the ground as he struggled to stare at Nightking Zhenwu.

Nightking Zhenwu’s voice was icily arrogant. “How many times can you resist? I’m not injured in the slightest, but what about you? You’re already crippled! Lu Yin, I’ve given you an opportunity, but you didn’t cherish it. Nobody can offend my Daynight clan and get away with it. There never was, and there never will be.”

Nightking Zhenwu was speaking to Lu Yin, but was also delivering a warning to the entire universe. The First Nightking had led the Daynight clan to the top ranks of the Innerverse’s powers, and Zhenwu wanted to carry the Daynight clan into the Neoverse and to the peak of the Human Domain.

He wanted to use this Daynight Feast to let everyone in the Innerverse know that he, Nightking Zhenwu, was not someone who could be defied and he would be utterly invincible in the future.

Countless people felt their hearts tremble as they stared at Nightking Zhenwu in fear.

At that moment, a figure moved along the cracked earth with an unsteady gait. They approached from the distance, narrowly avoiding the cracks that constantly released burning clouds of air from underground. Nightking Planet occasionally trembled, which caused the person to fall down several times, but they stubbornly got up and continued on every time. They had walked for a long time to reach this battlefield.

The person was a woman with white fiery wings burning behind her. Her demeanor was elegant, and she would normally be a beautiful person. However, her current appearance was as skinny as a corpse, and there were vacant holes where her eyes should have been, making for a rather frightening appearance.

Nightking Zhenwu looked over at the woman and frowned. He then barked at her, “Why did you come here? Get back!”

The woman slowly spoke out, her voice beautiful and intoxicating. “Twenty-six of my sisters have already been sacrificed for this battle. I want to ask you, how much longer will this battle continue for?”

Nightking Zhenwu’s expression grew sharp, and he waved a hand to create a gale that flung the woman away. “Scram!”

Upon hearing the woman’s words, it was as if a streak of lightning flashed through Lu Yin’s brain, Twenty-six, Twenty-six…

Lu Yin had attacked Nightking Zhenwu and injured him to the point of death exactly twenty-six times so far. Lu Yin had taken note of this number very well because he did not believe that there was such a thing as an invincible innate gift that could completely heal a person’s injuries forever. There had to be an upper limit to Zhenwu’s innate gift, and Lu Yin simply had not reached that limit yet. This was why the number twenty-six was so clear in his mind.

In this part of the universe, it was impossible for there to be an innate gift like what Nightking Zhenwu apparently possessed, one that could restore him to perfect health without any sort of limit. It was simply impossible. So, if his innate gift was not perfect recovery, then could it be… transference?

Lu Yin looked up at Nightking Zhenwu. “You can transfer your injuries away?”

Zhuo Daynight was overwhelmed. Transfer injuries? Is there really an innate gift like that?

Nightking Zhenwu sneered, and he looked at Lu Yin with pity. “You’re quite smart. That’s right, it’s transference. I can tell you right now that there are over a thousand members of the Fireplume Tribe on this planet that I can transfer my injuries to. That means that, unless you kill me more than a thousand times, I’m basically invincible and will be able to recover at any time.”

Zhuo Daynight’s face turned deathly white; how was that possible? How could there be such a freakish innate gift?!

Lu Yin had never thought that such an innate gift existed; over a thousand? There were actually so many tribe members? That could not be right. Lu Yin’s own innate gift was an extremely bizarre die, but it was restricted by the aspect of luck, and he could not roll whatever number he wanted whenever he wanted. The more inexplicable an innate gift was, the greater the restrictions that would be placed upon it. It was impossible for Nightking Zhenwu’s innate gift to not have any restrictions.

Suddenly, Lu Yin remembered Ellen Gale’s diary that he had read before. That journal had mentioned that the members of the Fireplume Tribe had “offered him blood from our hearts.” Could Nightking Zhenwu’s innate gift be related to the heartblood of the Fireplume Tribe? If so, then the Nightking’s weakness might lie in his heart.

Lu Yin’s expression grew cold. No matter what, he had to try out this theory. Otherwise, he would absolutely lose.

When Nightking Zhenwu saw Lu Yin’s gaze grow more determined, the Nightking suddenly took action. A double-fletched arrow appeared in his hand. “Are you trying to resist?”

Lu Yin’s eyes focused, and he diverted the Fatesand in his body as he burst out with his full physical strength.

He had not diverted the Fatesand during this entire battle because his Vacuum Palm had been enough to leave a fatal wound on Nightking Zhenwu. Thus, there had been no need for Lu Yin to unleash his full physical strength, and it had coincidentally become the perfect hidden trump card at this moment.

As the Fatesand was diverted, his physical strength rose dramatically. Lu Yin picked up a hand and used pure physical strength to slap out a Vacuum Palm, shattering the double-fletched arrow. The attack continued on and almost directly struck Nightking Zhenwu’s heart.

Nightking Zhenwu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body was sent flying. However, while he was still in mid air, the golden radiance appeared and completely restored his body. He glared at Lu Yin. “Let’s see how much longer you can persist for!”

His body then seemed to shatter as he fired off a quintuple-fletched arrow.

Against a quintuple-fletched arrow, Lu Yin was forced to use his full strength along with the Ce Secret Art to divert the arrow. Then, he had to rip off another portion of his flesh to diffuse the Heart Seeker secret technique. Lu Yin’s body was riddled with wounds from where he had gouged out his own flesh, and he looked exceptionally miserable.

If not for his innate gift to transfer his injuries, there was simply no other way for Nightking Zhenwu to shoot out a quintuple-fletched arrow.

At this moment, Nightking Zhenwu was basically cheating. If the members of the Fireplume Tribe were taken away, there was no way Zhenwu would be able to do anything to Lu Yin. Actually, Zhenwu was not that much more powerful than the other Arbiters, and his innate gift was not that exceptional either. Rather, the largest difference between them was that Zhenwu had a truly vile personality.

Lu Yin gritted his teeth and endured. If he had not seen wrong, then Zhenwu’s innate gift of transference was a bit slower when shifting his injuries. After thinking about it, Lu Yin once again aimed at the Nightking’s heart, intending to focus every one of his attacks on the heart. No matter how much blood Lu Yin lost or how severe his injuries became, he would not let up on his relentless attacks.

Vacuum Palms rained down from above, and the two youths sank beneath the ground as the earth trembled while the sky was blasted apart.

Qing Longlong, Avery, Ling Que, Mira, Michelle, and the others had all long since lost their voices, and they could only watch on in silence.

On the other side of Nightking Planet, an elder was feeling uneasy. This man was Nightking Leng, and he was the Nightking elder who had ambushed Lu Yin in the Outerverse.

Nightking Leng’s opponent was a man with a strange body whose skin was covered with scales. This man was one of the captains of the seven great regiments subordinate to Leon’s Armada. He was the captain of the Merman Regiment, and people called him Brother Hao. As could be seen, he was a powerful merman with a power level of more than 400,000.

Nightking Leng wanted to intervene in the battle between Lu Yin and Nightking Zhenwu, but he had been stopped by Brother Hao.

“Does your Leon’s Armada really want to become mortal enemies with my Daynight clan?” Nightking Leng threatened.

Brother Hao grinned, revealing his fangs. “Obviously! That’s Little Seven’s fight, so you should stay here with me.”

The captain then ferociously charged at Nightking Leng, grabbing and pulling the elder into outer space.

Before the captain left, he looked at Nightking Planet with worry in his eyes. Little Seven, this is the choice that you’ve made. Whether or not you win, whether or not you survive, it all depends on you. Leon’s Armada has done all that we can.

All of the Nightking bloodline’s older powerhouses on Nightking Planet had been intercepted by various captains from Leon’s Armada, and they had all been dragged into outer space by now.

At this moment, Lu Yin and Nightking Zhenwu’s battlefield had taken up all of Nightking Planet, and it was continuing to spread as the two struggled for victory. Outsiders would not be allowed to disturb the youths’ battle.

Nightking Planet began to crack, and although Nightking Planet was absolutely massive, it was unable to tolerate attacks that almost had power levels of 300,000.

Lu Yin’s attacks never ceased, and he pushed himself to endure as he did not believe there was such a thing as a perfect innate gift. Nightking Zhenwu’s weakness had to be his heart.

Nightking Zhenwu was simply unable to retaliate against Lu Yin’s continuous attacks. Lu Yin had already learned his lesson, and he constantly recited the Stonewall Scriptures as he attacked, preemptively guarding himself against any of Nightking Zhenwu’s spiritual force counter attacks.

Everyone was staring at Nightking Planet, as they all felt that Lu Yin had reached his limit whereas Nightking Zhenwu was constantly recovering to a perfect state through the flickering golden light. However, each time he recovered, it took him a bit longer.

Each time the golden light appeared, it left Zhuo Daynight and others feeling even greater despair. At this time, the countless people in the Innerverse and Outerverse watching the battle felt their hearts tighten each time they saw the golden radiance appear, and they all clenched their fists. They were strangely hoping that Lu Yin would be able to achieve victory. He had already done so much, and he had also endured for long enough.

The leaders of the great flowzones’ guiding powers had developed a rather strong impression of Lu Yin. No matter if it was Lu Yin or Nightking Zhenwu, once either of these two matured, they would both be peerless powerhouses.