Rise of the Invincible Upgrade System

The long blade erupted with a heaven-shaking torrent of Fallen Heart Flame.

Lightning roared across the Void.

Sword Qi swept through heaven and earth, shattering mountains and rivers.

The blade itself seemed to transcend reality, cutting through layers of space and entering a higher dimension.

"Slash!"

Qin Mu’s voice echoed like divine judgment.

At that moment, he looked less like a cultivator and more like a Flame Demonic God descending from the highest heavens.

His armor blazed with divine fire.

Thunder coiled around his body like countless dragons.

The Fallen Heart Flame surged behind him, forming an enormous phoenix silhouette that seemed capable of burning entire worlds.

No one had time to react.

No one had time to think.

The moment the word left Qin Mu’s mouth, the attack had already landed.

The flaming blade ignored distance.

Ignored space.

Ignored defense.

It passed through the supreme treasure’s barrier as though it did not exist.

The next instant, it appeared behind Bei Qi.

Pfft!

The blade sliced through the back of his neck.

The strike was clean.

Perfect.

Absolute.

For a brief moment, silence filled the Divine Palace.

Bei Qi remained frozen in place.

His eyes widened.

His expression was filled with disbelief.

He couldn’t understand what had happened.

His supreme treasure was still active.

His divine power was still circulating.

His body remained unharmed.

At least...

That was what he thought.

Then a crimson line slowly appeared along his neck.

His pupils contracted violently.

"No..."

The word never had a chance to leave his mouth.

Crack.

His body split apart.

From head to waist.

From soul to flesh.

From divine body to divine core.

Everything was severed by that single strike.

"Ghk... ghk..."

His throat produced two weak sounds.

The mighty Bei Qi.

The man who had orchestrated everything.

The mastermind behind the blood sacrifice.

The owner of a supreme treasure.

The individual who had pushed everyone present into despair.

Could only stare helplessly at the sky.

His severed body fell apart.

One half collapsing to the left.

The other to the right.

Then the Fallen Heart Flame exploded.

Boom!

Blue-orange divine fire engulfed both halves of his body.

The flames spread rapidly.

Flesh blackened.

Bones cracked.

Divine blood evaporated.

Even his divine soul screamed as it was consumed by the terrifying fire.

Within seconds, nothing remained.

No corpse.

No soul.

No divine core.

No trace of existence.

Only drifting ash remained, scattered across the floor of the Divine Palace.

The flames gradually faded.

The hall fell silent.

An eerie silence.

A suffocating silence.

Everyone inside the Divine Palace stared blankly at the place where Bei Qi had stood moments ago.

No one spoke.

No one moved.

Their minds had completely stopped functioning.

"What..."

One of the imprisoned cultivators unconsciously muttered.

His voice trembled.

He looked as though he had just witnessed a ghost.

"What just happened?"

No one answered.

Because nobody knew.

The scene had happened too quickly.

Too suddenly.

Too unreal.

One moment they were preparing to die.

The next moment, Bei Qi was gone.

Not defeated.

Not injured.

Not suppressed.

Gone.

Completely erased from existence.

"Dead..."

He Nian swallowed hard.

The movement felt incredibly difficult.

His throat was dry.

His entire body was trembling.

"He’s actually dead..."

Even now, he found it difficult to believe.

For countless years, he had cultivated.

He had witnessed wars between Gods.

He had seen Divine Lords clash.

He had watched entire civilizations rise and fall.

Yet he had never witnessed something like this.

A supreme treasure user.

Killed instantly.

By a single slash.

"No... that’s impossible."

A cultivator beside him shook his head repeatedly.

"That’s Bei Qi."

"That’s Bei Qi!"

"He possessed a supreme treasure!"

"How could he die like that?"

Unfortunately, reality did not care about what they believed.

The ashes scattered across the floor served as undeniable proof.

Bei Qi was dead.

Very dead.

Qian Yun stared at the scene with wide eyes.

Her beautiful face was filled with disbelief.

An outsider.

An unknown expert.

Inside the Light Prison.

Inside the supreme treasure.

Appearing without warning.

Then killing Bei Qi with a single strike.

Every part of the situation defied logic.

Her mind instinctively searched for an explanation.

Yet she found none.

Slowly, she turned toward Ming Luo.

"Sect Master Ming Luo..."

Her voice sounded unusually weak.

"Is this person... your disciple?"

Pfft!

Ming Luo almost coughed up blood.

Her face turned pale.

"Minister, please stop joking."

She nearly cried.

"My Star Luo Sect has only one Star Realm cultivator."

"Me."

"We don’t even have a God."

She pointed toward Qin Mu with trembling fingers.

"That person is clearly a Supreme Divine Venerable!"

"A true peak existence standing at the top of the Universe!"

"If my Star Luo Sect possessed someone like him, I would’ve already rebuilt the Heavenly Sword Sect ten times over!"

Everyone fell silent.

That... actually made sense.

A terrifying existence capable of killing Bei Qi through a supreme treasure barrier was not someone a small sect could possibly nurture.

He Nian rubbed his forehead.

His brain felt numb.

"One slash..."

"He only needed one slash..."

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

Cutting through a supreme treasure.

Crossing dimensional barriers.

Instantly killing a powerful God.

What kind of combat power was this?

A Divine Venerable?

No.

Even among Divine Venerables, such a feat would place someone among the absolute elite.

Perhaps only those legendary invincible Divine Venerables could accomplish it.

The kind of beings whose names echoed throughout entire eras.

The kind of monsters who stood at the peak of the Universe.

The question was...

Who exactly was he?

And why had he come here?

A strange mixture of hope and fear appeared in everyone’s hearts.

After all, they still didn’t know whether this mysterious expert was friend or foe.

He Nian slowly turned toward Qian Yun.

Qian Yun immediately raised both hands.

"Don’t look at me."

"I really don’t know."

She looked genuinely helpless.

"I did notify my teacher."

"But he has only just arrived at the boundary of the Light Prison."

"Even at maximum speed, he shouldn’t be here yet."

The hall immediately fell silent again.

If not Qian Yun’s teacher...

Then who was it?

A possibility suddenly appeared.

He Nian’s expression changed.

"Could it be reinforcements invited by God King Wing Star?"

Qian Yun hesitated.

"It’s possible."

"But among the powerful experts my teacher knows, I can’t think of anyone who possesses such terrifying mastery over both Space and Flame."

At that moment, Speaker Laya’s face turned pale.

A dangerous thought surfaced in her mind.

"Oh no."

Everyone turned toward her.

Laya’s voice became increasingly tense.

"What if..."

"What if he isn’t one of ours?"

The atmosphere instantly froze.

"If he isn’t our ally..."

"Then he may have come from the Cyber Araki Company."

The words hit everyone like a thunderbolt.

"Araki Company?!"

He Nian’s pupils contracted.

He suddenly remembered Bei Qi’s earlier words.

The traces of Void Law within the slash.

The mysterious arrival.

The overwhelming strength.

Everything seemed to point in that direction.

Qian Yun bit her lip.

Her expression became increasingly complicated.

This possibility was not good.

Not good at all.

The Cyber Clan and the Human Race had never truly reconciled.

In the eyes of many Human cultivators, the Cyber Clan were traitors.

They had abandoned cultivation.

Abandoned the Great Dao.

Abandoned humanity’s traditional path.

Instead, they pursued mechanical ascension.

A path many regarded as heresy.

If this terrifying expert truly belonged to Araki Company...

Then the crisis before them might not have ended at all.

It may have only just begun.

They were devils.

No matter the reason for their separation, the Human Race had never viewed the Cyber Clan favorably.

Even after countless years, the relationship between the two races remained strained.

Of course, reality was often different from ideals.

Very few civilizations could truly resist the temptation of cyber technology.

Advanced weapons.

Mechanical enhancement systems.

Cybernetic implants.

Artificial intelligence.

Starship technologies.

The Cyber Clan dominated countless fields.

As a result, trade had never truly ceased.

It simply moved underground.

Without official recognition, most transactions took place through black markets and unofficial channels.

Everyone knew it existed.

No one openly acknowledged it.

...

Meanwhile, inside the altar.

The Cyber Immortal, Divine War Hammer, appeared to be experiencing a complete system failure.

He stood frozen in place.

His gigantic war hammer remained raised high above his head.

For a brief moment, he seemed utterly lost.

Even his combat program appeared unable to process what had just happened.

Bei Qi.

Dead.

Killed in one strike.

The result was so absurd that even his calculations seemed to have stalled.

However, the pause lasted only a single breath.

The next instant, the crimson lights within his dark battle helmet flared brightly.

Buzz!

An invisible force spread outward.

Gravity throughout the surrounding space began to distort.

Fragments of shattered stone slowly rose into the air.

Broken weapons floated upward.

Even particles of dust drifted in unnatural directions.

Then everything began colliding randomly.

Crushing.

Disintegrating.

The entire area descended into chaos.

This was no ordinary gravitational field.

It was gravitational disorder.

Normally, gravity pulled objects toward a massive body.

But when gravitational laws became unstable, direction itself lost meaning.

Up became down.

Left became right.

Attraction became repulsion.

The battlefield transformed into a realm where physics itself was breaking apart.

"Heh."

Ao Mengmeng’s expression changed.