High Martial: I Grind Professions

It was like the reappearance of a primordial beast!

It roared wildly, its pillar-like hooves burning with essence blood as it trampled the void, desperately charging outward.

The Mountain-Splitting Ape King and the other demons each unleashed their Secret Techniques, burning their very source energy in an attempt to break free.

However, it was all in vain.

No matter how they struggled or what dazzling light they erupted with, they were like insects trapped in solidified cosmic amber.

The suction force, originating from the very rules of space, pinned them firmly within the confines of the two giant palms.

Space itself had become their inescapable prison.

"No—!!!" the Mountain-Splitting Ape King let out a despairing roar.

"Mercy! Sir, have mercy!" the other Demon Kings wailed, begging for their lives, their voices distorted with terror.

The Celestial Martial King's gaze was as cold as the eternal Star River, completely devoid of emotion.

His closing palms, like the final hammer of judgment at the end of the universe, at last—clapped shut!

BOOM—!!!

The two giant palms of chaotic white light, each spanning dozens of miles, slammed into each other at the center of the Star Domain!

There was no world-ending explosion of energy as one might expect.

There was only a low, heavy thud so profound it could stop one's heart and freeze their very soul.

It was like two continental plates colliding in the depths of the Star Sea.

At the point of impact, space, like a glass mirror compressed by a billion tons of force, was instantly filled with countless dark cracks.

Immediately after, the structure of space completely collapsed and caved in!

A transient, miniature black hole vortex, exuding endless suction and an aura of destruction, suddenly formed.

The Profound Armor Rhino King's colossal, thousand-zhang true form, along with the Mountain-Splitting Ape King and the other three Great Demon Kings who were still burning their source energy and wailing in despair—

along with the spatial fragments around them, were caught in the crushing force of space, a power sufficient to annihilate all matter and energy.

They were instantly devoured, torn apart, and disintegrated into a stream of the most primitive elementary particles, before being completely swallowed by the black hole vortex and vanishing without a trace.

When the dust settled.

The giant palms of chaotic white light slowly dissipated.

All that remained were terrifying spatial folds, like wrinkles left behind after being forcefully compressed.

And a turbulent, violent flow of energy that refused to calm, silently testifying to the world-ending strike that had just occurred.

The Celestial Martial King slowly withdrew his hands as if he were merely brushing some insignificant dust from his sleeves.

He turned to Li Wen, who stood to the side, deeply shocked and speechless. His gaze swept over him,

pausing for a moment on the aura around Li Wen, which faintly exuded a thunderous Blade Intent—the mark of the Domain Realm.

A flicker of extremely subtle, yet genuine, approval passed through the depths of his eyes:

"You've reached the Domain Realm with your blade techniques?"

His tone was as placid as water. "Let's go. The stench of slaughter is too strong here, and the energy is chaotic. We shouldn't linger."

Li Wen took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the raging storm in his heart.

The absolute, all-crushing power that the Celestial Martial King's calm figure represented.

It allowed him, for the first time, to clearly grasp a corner of the true peak of power that existed in the vast sea of stars.

He looked at the wizened yet stabilizing figure before him with a complex expression, nodded heavily, and spoke with unprecedented sincerity and respect:

"Yes, Senior Brother Celestial Martial."

Without another word, a faint light flickered around them, and they transformed into two streaks of light.

In an instant, they left the Star Domain that had become the burial ground for seven of the Demon Race's top Great Demon Kings.

The shattered space, under the slow influence of the Star Domain's rules, arduously began to mend itself.

The chaotic energy gradually subsided.

Only the terrifying pressure that remained, embedded deep within the spatial folds,

like an indelible brand, silently testified to the earth-shattering, overwhelmingly destructive battle that had just taken place.

This Star Domain was destined to become a lingering, nightmarish memory for the Demon Race.

...

Li Wen followed the Celestial Martial King, returning to that strange region shrouded in a hazy halo of light.

A vast, boundless river of light flowed before them, emitting mesmerizing fluctuations of the Law.

"How do you feel?" The Celestial Martial King's steady voice resounded in Li Wen's sea of consciousness, not disturbing anyone else.

"Since your blade techniques have reached the Domain Realm, your bottleneck is broken. This place is good, but to break through to the King level, you'll need to return to Blue Star and trigger the world's rules. I can send you back right now."

Li Wen's gaze remained fixed on the brilliant river of light before him. He shook his head firmly and replied with his divine sense:

"Thank you for the kind offer, Senior Brother Celestial Martial. For me, breaking through to the King level a few days sooner or later makes little difference. My fundamental purpose in coming to this convergent Star Domain was to comprehend the Law and elevate my blade's realm."

"Now that my blade technique's bottleneck is broken, it's the perfect time to deepen my understanding and build on my foundation. It would be more beneficial to stay here and continue my comprehension."

He paused, his tone carrying an unquestionable sense of responsibility.

"Besides, if I were to have you leave your post to escort me alone, the risk would be too great for our other companions should they encounter a powerful enemy from the Demon Race."

A trace of approval flashed through the Celestial Martial King's profound eyes. He said no more, merely nodding slightly.

Their return didn't cause a huge stir; Sun Rui had already sent a message informing everyone of Li Wen's breakthrough to the Domain Realm.

However, when the others sensed the "Domain Realm" aura naturally emanating from Li Wen, an aura that showed a preliminary fusion with the rules of heaven and earth...

...even though they were mentally prepared, ripples of shock still spread through their hearts.

This was especially true for the five Marquis Level geniuses from Red Flame Star, Ice Soul Star, and Cangwu Star.

The way they looked at Li Wen was as if they were staring at a cosmic behemoth walking in human form.

They had long heard the legends about the genius "Li Wen of Blue Star."

Reaching Marquis Level in half a month, slaying a top-tier Demon King with his blade, swooping in with reinforcements to turn the tide... but rumors were, after all, just rumors.

Now, seeing it with their own eyes and personally feeling the almost tangible pressure of his talent—reaching the Domain Realm at just over thirty years old—

they finally understood, in a profound way, that not only were the legends not exaggerated, they were likely just the tip of the iceberg!

The word "genius" was no longer enough to describe him; he was a "monster" who defied all common sense!

Li Wen ignored the gazes that were shocked, probing, or filled with complex emotions.

His mind was already completely captivated by the ceaselessly flowing river of light before him.

He quietly sat down cross-legged, and with a thought,

[Absolute Focus Lv. 15!]—Activated.

VMMMM!

In his perception, the world instantly became different.

The chaotic rays of light were no longer disorderly beams; they were deconstructed, dissected, and returned to their most fundamental form.

In his "vision," the river of light transformed into a torrent of billions of light particles, each moving at high speed along an esoteric trajectory.

Each particle was hurtling, colliding, annihilating, and being reborn with a "speed" that surpassed imagination.

Their trajectories were no longer mere straight or curved lines in the physical sense.

They also contained the true essence of "extreme speed," one that penetrated the void and ignored conventional laws.

This resonated strongly with the blade technique domain he had just broken through to—the "Thunder Domain of the Blade," which pursued the ultimate "speed."

The speed of light was the transmission of information, the surge of energy, the traversing of space;

while the speed of the blade was the condensation of its edge, the eruption of power, the cleaving of will.

In the essence of "speed," the two actually shared a wondrous, common origin.

Li Wen's mind sank completely into it.

He was no longer content with observing the macroscopic movement of the particles; instead, he delved his perception into the very structure and vibrational frequency of the particles themselves.

He saw the wave-particle duality of light present a fantastical unity at this moment.

As particles traveled at high speed, their trajectories pulled string-like energy ripples out of the void. These ripples interfered and superimposed on each other, forming the riverbed for the transmission of light waves.

And every seemingly random collision or intersection between particles actually followed the constraints of a deeper Law of light.

This contained the exquisite formula of energy conversion—fragments of the fundamental rules governing the transformation of light energy into thermal, kinetic, and other forms of energy.

Six hours, in the extreme state of absolute focus, passed in the blink of an eye.

When that profound state, which felt like connecting with the origin of the universe, receded like a tide, Li Wen slowly opened his eyes.

The immense consumption of Spiritual Power left him feeling intensely drained, and a faint, stinging pain emanated from his sea of consciousness.

The river of light in his eyes returned to its former splendor.

But the rhythm of speed and the mysteries of energy conversion, now bone-deep, had been quietly imprinted into the core of his Blade Intent.

He could clearly feel that his control over energy had become more refined.

His bursts and control of speed were nearing perfection, and even the operation of his Star Dome Domain seemed to have gained a touch of light's agility.

Around him, his other companions were still immersed in their own comprehensions, some with furrowed brows, others with joyful expressions. No one noticed Li Wen emerge from his state.

He didn't disturb anyone, calmly raising his left hand. An archaic, silver-gray metal bracelet on his wrist glimmered faintly.

This was a piece of spatial equipment gifted by Xinghuo University when he reached the Marquis Level, convenient for storing the Demon King materials he obtained on support missions.

He sent his consciousness inside and took out two items.

A thick, heavy tome with a slightly worn cover, and a Crystal Potion that shimmered with a faint blue light and exuded a cool aura.

Without hesitation, he uncorked the potion and drank the cool liquid in one gulp.

A refreshing stream instantly surged through his entire body and rushed into his sea of consciousness, nourishing his depleted Spiritual Power like a timely rain. The stinging sensation quickly subsided.

After his Spiritual Power began to steadily recover, he opened the book in his hands.

The pages were slightly yellowed. It didn't record any earth-shattering divine arts or Secret Techniques, but rather some basic principles of the universe's fundamental Laws.

It contained simple, popular-science-level explanations and early theoretical research on concepts like gravity, electromagnetism, the weak and strong nuclear forces, and spacetime.

This knowledge might seem overly basic compared to the river of light before him.

But Li Wen's gaze was incredibly focused, even carrying a trace of reverence.

He had never forgotten the fundamental reason he was able to walk step by step from an ordinary boy on Blue Star to where he was today, able to reach the Domain Realm with his blade techniques before the age of forty.

It wasn't his bloodline, nor was it a fortuitous encounter, but the Scholar class level hidden deep within his soul.

It was the massive boost to his comprehension and the huge increase in Spiritual Power that came with every level-up of his Scholar class!