Chapter 274: Kill!

Kun Peng only felt a lightness all around him, and that force that had almost crushed him suddenly vanished.

He staggered, nearly falling, hurriedly circulated Primordial Force to steady his body, panting heavily, and his gaze toward Ye Wuque, amid shock, held added complexity and curiosity.

Ye Wuque looked at him and said lightly, "Good name. Five‑step Saint King, stopped here, what a pity…."

After speaking, he no longer gave Kun Peng another glance, turned, and fixed his gaze on the Void, waiting for the stage to end.

He did not strike to eliminate Kun Peng; that was already the greatest concession.

Kun Peng watched Ye Wuque's calmly departing silhouette, feeling the utter transcendence and nonchalance in his words, a shock beyond measure in his heart.

He gritted his injury and asked loudly:

"May I dare ask, sir… your honorable surname and given name?!"

Ye Wuque's steps did not halt, his head did not turn, only a plain voice drifted with the wind:

"In due time… you will naturally know."

Kun Peng, hearing that, nodded thoughtfully.

He asked no more, but his sharp Dark Eye still fixed on Ye Wuque's silhouette, as if to imprint that unfathomable, abyss‑like Black Robe Figure deep and forever into his martial heart!

He knew that today he had encountered a terrifying existence beyond comprehension.

But this did not shatter his Dark Heart; instead it sparked an even stronger desire to become stronger!

Soon, the third stage ended.

Aside from those directly stunned and eliminated by Ye Wuque's pressure, and the barely surviving Kun Peng, no third person remained.

Ye Wuque and Kun Peng advanced to the fourth stage.

……

Fourth stage: Killing Maze.

When the Great Thousand Divine Universe's will announced the rules, Ye Wuque found himself standing on an immense plaza.

The plaza floor was paved with unknown black metal, etched with intricate patterns.

Around the plaza were countless single‑person, deep, one‑way passage entrances, dense like a beehive, their destinations unknown.

The rule was simple: step into the maze, follow the passages, and encounter randomly assigned opponents.

Defeat all encountered opponents and successfully find the maze's exit to clear the stage.

It was rife with uncertainty; the maze's paths were one test, the unknown opponents another, with a great element of luck.

"Killing Maze? Interesting."

Ye Wuque's mouth twitched slightly, showing a faint interest.

This kind of exploratory, random stage, compared to a pure mindless brawl, added a few more bits of fun.

He hesitated not at all, casually chose a passage entrance, and stepped inside.

Inside the passage, the light was dim, the walls smooth, emitting a cold metallic sheen.

How astonishing his perception was!

His divine consciousness spread like mercury flooding the ground; although the maze seemed to have barriers that block such probing, under Ye Wuque's soul power far beyond ordinary understanding, those barriers were as good as nonexistent.

In a single instant, the maze's overall structure, numerous branches, dead ends, and the sole exit path were clearly outlined in his mind.

He walked at ease, as if strolling through his own courtyard.

Soon, after passing the first corner, he met the first random opponent.

It was a massive beast, its body ablaze with Hell fire, bearing three snarling heads—a Hell Three‑Headed Dog!

Its crimson six eyes instantly locked onto Ye Wuque; blood‑lust and madness shone intensely, and upon seeing Ye Wuque was a Human, it showed a cruel, excited expression, foul saliva dripping from its mouth, corroding the ground into hissing white smoke.

"Hey! Fresh Human flesh again… looks like today's luck is good!"

It let out a low roar, its hind limbs surged, bearing flames that could incinerate everything, like a moving hill, and it lunged madly at Ye Wuque!

Its momentum was fierce, enough to make an ordinary Three‑step Saint King tremble.

Yet Ye Wuque's expression did not change at all, not even his gaze flickered.

He still walked forward with hands behind his back, making no move to strike.

Just as the Hell Three‑Headed Dog's sharp claws were about to touch his robe—

Bang!!!!

A muffled blast!

The fierce Hell Three‑Headed Dog could not even let out a wail; its massive body, like an over‑inflated balloon, suddenly… exploded!

It turned into a dense Blood Mist and splattered bone fragments, the strong scent of blood instantly filling the entire passage.

Ye Wuque kept moving, walking straight through the still‑lingering Blood Mist, his expression still calm and unruffled.

A mere Three‑step Saint King, and a vicious beast that feeds on Humans, such a specimen would not make Ye Wuque's hand soften at all.

Only… Kill!