Star Martial Soaring Cloud

The rocky mountains blocked out the sun, casting shadows over the entire campsite.

Everyone thought their death was imminent.

They could clearly feel the heavy, earthy mountain approaching inch by inch, the air compressed and emitting a mournful wail.

The earth trembled violently beneath their feet, and pebbles bounced off the ground and hit them, but no one felt pain—because death was closer than pain.

But the rocky mountain ultimately did not fall.

The crushing weight, the power that could turn everyone into mincemeat, suddenly stopped.

Wang Xiao raised one hand to the sky and actually held up the towering, heavy rocky mountain that blotted out the sun.

Everyone watched that figure, watching him single-handedly block death.

Newborn people and things always feel an incredibly genuine sense of familiarity with the first thing they see when they open their eyes.

At this moment, isn't it also a rebirth for everyone on the field?

They closed their eyes and waited to die, thinking they would turn into a pile of minced meat and that they would never see the sun rise again.

But when they opened their eyes, the sun was still shining, the wind was still blowing, and the earth beneath their feet was still there.

The feeling was like a drowning person finally being pulled ashore, greedily inhaling the air, each breath carrying the sweet taste of surviving a disaster.

And the first person they saw when they opened their eyes was him.

"Lu Yang..." Lin Yueyao murmured, tears welling up in her eyes.

She didn't know why she was crying. He was unharmed, he was standing there perfectly fine, having shielded her from all danger.

But the tears just wouldn't stop, like a flood that had been building up for a long time, finally finding an outlet.

Su Qinhe stared at him without saying a word.

Her hands were still trembling slightly, not from fear, but from overwhelming excitement.

She mustered all her strength to restrain herself and not rush forward recklessly. She quietly gazed at the figure, at his raised arm, at his spotless robes, at…

She wanted to capture everything about him in her eyes.

Yan Zixi looked at him, first with a shocked expression, then the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

In that smile, there was relief, relief, and a hint of tenderness that even she herself was unaware of.

Yun Qingyao looked at him, and the coldness in her eyes faded a bit, replaced by an indescribable complex expression. The fading coldness instantly turned into a defiant "I can do it too" attitude.

Li Yu and Zhang Lian supported each other, their wounds still throbbing, yet they laughed like two children.

"For some reason, at this moment, he seems even more handsome than Senior Brother Ling Cheng!"

"Of course! I was practically on the verge of death just now. Now I just wish I were a woman! I'd marry someone like him, so handsome he's unbelievable!"

"Lianzi, look, Lu Yang has already come out, why hasn't Senior Brother Ling made a move yet? Could it be that he's scared and hiding?" Li Yu couldn't help but ask.

"It's also possible that he failed to break through the barrier and is afraid of losing face, so he doesn't dare to come out!" Zhang Lian chimed in.

"My benefactor..." Zhao Shuheng looked at Wang Xiao, then turned to look at the stone chamber.

Yuan Kong remained holding Sun Heilei, motionless.

He didn't look up, didn't look at Wang Xiao, and didn't look at anyone else present.

He simply held her, quietly.

But his hand tightened even more.

Wang Xiao glanced at everyone, his gaze calm, his voice steady and powerful: "Leave the rest to me, you all focus on healing your injuries."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved, throwing the massive rock mountain, weighing over ten thousand jin and imbued with the earth element of heaven and earth, out.

"boom--!"

The rocky mountain pierced the air, hurtling towards Ansei Ichiro with a force even stronger, more powerful, and more unstoppable than when it was falling!

The mountains tore through the air as they flew, producing a deafening roar that sent sound waves sweeping in all directions, causing a painful ache in people's eardrums.

An Shengyilang's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart trembled violently. Without having time to think, he quickly formed hand seals, and his body was surrounded by earth-yellow spiritual light. Thick stone shields rapidly condensed in front of him.

"Earth Release: Thousand Layers of Wall!"

The stone shield, like a towering city wall, stood before him, radiating a heavy aura of earth elemental energy.

The next second, the rocky mountain crashed into them with a deafening roar.

"Boom—!"

The deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth. The first stone shield shattered instantly, turning into dust that scattered in the wind.

The second, third, fourth... the rocky mountains shattered the stone shield that An Shengyilang had gathered one after another, like a destructive force, sending fragments flying and dust billowing, obscuring half the sky.

The moment the last stone shield shattered, the rocky mountain also exploded, turning into countless fragments of rock that poured down like a torrential rain.

The shockwave, carrying debris, swept in all directions, breaking vegetation and cracking rocks wherever it passed.

But when they rushed in front of Wang Xiao and An Shengyilang, the turbulent air currents instantly calmed down, as if they were imprisoned by an invisible force, without even a ripple.

Ansei Ichiro's eyes were filled with horror—the force of that throw was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

Isn't the Dragon Gate Divine Realm all about the exquisite use of the primordial energy of heaven and earth?

When did you become so brute?

As the smoke and dust cleared, the world returned to its former clarity.

Wang Xiao stood still, her long hair fluttering in the wind.

The field was deathly silent.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on that tall figure, their hearts filled with shock and awe.

"Oh, you've successfully advanced? Congratulations!"

An Shengyilang's voice came from mid-air, sharp and piercing, but the previous contempt and arrogance were long gone from that voice.

He hovered in mid-air, his cloudy eyes fixed on Wang Xiao.

He was weighing the options, calculating, and pondering in his mind.

People only waver when they have doubts; when it comes to facts, they can only accept them.

Wang Xiao's current aura, and the ease with which he casually tossed mountains, undoubtedly belonged to the Dragon Gate Divine Realm.

An Shengyi suddenly laughed, a cold and cunning laugh, his tone deliberately relaxed, as if testing him, or perhaps stalling for time: "Show me your supernatural abilities, let me see them. If you can give me a surprise, I can give you a chance to join us. Undeniably, in this desperate situation, your ability to break through to a higher level is quite remarkable."

Join them?

Wang Xiao didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

An Shengyilang, thinking he was hesitating, continued, "You should know that you have no chance of winning. Although you have broken through to the Dragon Gate Divine Realm, you are just a beginner—can you operate your divine sense at will? Can you skillfully control your supernatural powers? There will be a period of adjustment and adaptation."

He paused, his voice now tinged with arrogance: "As for me, I have immersed myself in the Dragon Gate Divine Realm for decades. My mastery of the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and my control over supernatural powers, are already unparalleled. What do you have to fight me with?"

In his view, there is an insurmountable gap between a cultivator who has just entered the Dragon Gate Divine Realm and someone who has been immersed in the Dragon Gate Divine Realm for decades.

In terms of the strength of his divine sense, the control of his supernatural powers, his combat experience, and his perception of the primordial energy of heaven and earth, he held an absolute advantage in every aspect.

Even if Wang Xiao breaks through, so what?

It was nothing more than a slightly larger ant turning into a slightly larger prey.

There was another huge fact he didn't mention—they didn't just have one Dragon Gate Divine Realm cultivator, they even had a Dragon Gate Transformation Realm expert.

But this is also his biggest misconception.

People are different.

Just because you need something doesn't mean everyone else needs it.

A genius is a genius because he possesses talents and confidence that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

More importantly, the person in front of him was slightly different.

This was something Ichiro Ansei had not anticipated.

Supernatural control?

The harmony between divine consciousness and the primordial energy of heaven and earth?

He doesn't need any of that!

Since he didn't follow the usual path of supernatural powers, how could there be any talk of adjustment or adaptation?

Supernatural powers are my own body; I am the supernatural powers.

All eight elements of heaven and earth are used to temper the physical body.

This is Wang Xiao's path of cultivation—not borrowing power from heaven and earth, but refining the power of heaven and earth into his own body.

His physical body is his strongest supernatural power; his fists are his sharpest magical weapons.

He doesn't know whether anyone has walked this road throughout history, nor does he know whether anyone will walk it in the future.

Because this road is too crazy.

All he knew was that he had now reached this point.

Wang Xiao finally spoke, his voice calm and utterly devoid of emotion: "Supernatural powers? To deal with you, I would need supernatural powers?"

An Shengyilang was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost fell over, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Are you kidding me? How are you going to fight me then? With your fists?"

Wang Xiao did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

There was no dazzling golden light, no powerful fluctuations of energy, and no flashy spiritual light on that fist.

It consists of only pure, clean, and unadorned lines of flesh and blood, yet it exudes a chilling power—the purest physical power condensed from the refinement of the power of heaven and earth into one's own body.

An Shengyi's laughter gradually froze, and the smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a trace of unease.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a nameless fear began to quietly grow in his heart.

Wang Xiao made a move.

It didn't ride on a divine rainbow, nor did it fly through the air; it simply rushed over from the sky.

His figure transformed into a blurry afterimage, moving so fast that even divine sense could hardly catch it. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of An Sheng Ichiro.

Then, he threw a punch.

There were no techniques, no variations, just a simple punch.

But this punch was extremely fast, extremely fierce, and extremely heavy. The wind from the punch was so strong that it compressed the surrounding air, causing it to explode.

An Shengyilang's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he crossed his arms in front of him, and the earthy yellow spiritual light frantically condensed on his arms, turning into a thick layer of stone armor.

"Earth Release: Steel Rock Armor!"

The fist landed, the sound faded.

"Snap—!"

A crisp, piercing cracking sound rang out, and the seemingly indestructible steel rock armor shattered instantly.

Immediately following was a clearly audible cracking sound. An Sheng Ichiro's arms bent at an eerie angle, and he was sent flying backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the distant mountain wall. The mountain wall trembled violently, and rocks slid down with a whooshing sound.

Everyone was stunned, their faces filled with disbelief—one punch, just one punch, and An Sheng Ichiro was rendered powerless to fight back!

Wang Xiao withdrew his fist, looked at his hand, and found it completely unharmed, without even a red mark.

The changes brought about by the advancement surprised even himself; the strength of his physical body had become so formidable.

Then, he chased after him.

Just as An Shengyilang struggled to climb out of the crater in the mountain wall, Wang Xiao appeared in front of him.

Another punch came down, this time aimed directly at his face.

An Shengyilang dodged to the side with all his might, the wind from the punch grazing his cheek and instantly blasting a huge hole in the mountain wall behind him. Debris flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and the entire mountain trembled.

"You... what kind of monster is this!" Fear finally crept into Ansei Ichiro's voice.

Fear stems from the unknown.

He had lived for decades, seen countless cultivators, and witnessed countless strange and wonderful supernatural abilities.

Some people's supernatural power is fire, capable of burning the sky and boiling the sea; some people's supernatural power is lightning, capable of tearing the heavens apart; some people's supernatural power is sword energy, capable of cleaving rivers and mountains...

But he had never seen such a person before—without any supernatural powers, or even any fluctuations of vital energy, yet possessing earth-shattering power with just his fists.

Punch after punch, each punch faster and harder than the last...

This is hardly a cultivator.

This is clearly a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex that has awakened from ancient times, wild, domineering and invincible!

"Who are you? How is this possible?" An Shengyilang roared hysterically, his hands forming a seal, and countless sharp stone blades condensed from all directions, gleaming with a cold light, and slashed towards Wang Xiao like a storm.

"Earth Release: Ten Thousand Blade Burial!"

The stone blades poured down like a torrent, each one shimmering with dazzling crystalline light and bursting with astonishing power.

Wang Xiao didn't dodge, or even turn to the side; he simply extended his left hand slowly and waved it casually.

There was no spiritual light, no vital energy, only the purest and most extreme physical power.

With a wave of his hand, an invisible wave of energy swept out, clearing away the countless stone blades like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The moment the stone blades touched the energy wave, they turned into dust and disappeared into the world.

An Shengyi's face turned ashen.

He finally realized that he was not facing an ordinary Dragon Gate Divine Realm cultivator, but a monster, a monster who could break through all laws with his physical body and no one could stop him!

What made him even more desperate was that he needed time to form the hand seals, but Wang Xiao kept him close at hand, not giving him a chance to relax and form the hand seals.

If this fight continues, he will surely die!

This is also the biggest difference between Kyushu martial arts and Fusang supernatural powers—Kyushu martial arts can integrate supernatural powers into the moves, with each move revealing the supernatural power; while Fusang supernatural powers must start with hand seals and then be mastered to the point of instantaneous release, which requires a process.

It's clear that Ichiro Ansei can't do that yet.

His survival instinct overwhelmed everything, and he turned and fled.

The dignity of the Five Ninjas of Fusang, the pride of the Dragon Gate Divine Realm—all are worthless in the face of death.

All he wanted was to escape, all he wanted was to survive!

But why would Wang Xiao give him a chance to escape?

He appeared in front of Ansei Ichiro in an instant.

An Shengyilang didn't even see how he moved; he only felt a blur before his eyes, and the figure that terrified him was once again blocking his way.

Another punch landed hard on his chest.

"puff--!"

An Shengyilang coughed up a mouthful of blood, his ribs broken in countless places, and he fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Wang Xiao landed beside him, looking down at him.

An Sheng Ichiro struggled to get up, but his hands were shaking, his legs were shaking, and his whole body was trembling violently.

He looked up at Wang Xiao, who was standing by the pit, his cloudy eyes filled with fear.

"No...don't kill me, please don't kill me..." He abandoned all his pride and begged humbly, "I was wrong, I'll never do it again, please spare my life..."

Wang Xiao did not answer.

He bent down, grabbed Ansei Ichiro's head, and held it firmly against his skull.

An Sheng Ichiro struggled desperately, slapping Wang Xiao's arm repeatedly with both hands, his palms flashing wildly with an earthy yellow spiritual light.

Wang Xiao let the attacks fall on him, ignoring them, he suddenly lifted An Sheng Ichiro up and slammed him hard into the ground!

"boom--!"

The earth trembled violently, An Shengyilang's body was embedded in the soil, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and his consciousness began to blur.

But he could still clearly feel that cold hand still gripping his head tightly.

Wang Xiao finally let go.

A cold stone pillar appeared in his hand.

An Shengyilang struggled to open his eyes, overwhelmed by a wave of fear.

"No...you can't...I am one of the Five Ninja of Fusang...If you kill me, they won't let you get away with it..." He roared incoherently, but before he could finish speaking, Wang Xiao interrupted him.

Wang Xiao didn't look at him, but simply raised the stone pillar high and then plunged it down!

"Pfft—!"

A dull thud rang out as the stone pillar pierced through Ansei Ichiro's skull and was driven deep into the ground.

Red and white fluids spurted from the wound, but Wang Xiao was completely unaware.

Without stopping, a second stone pillar appeared in his hand, which he aimed at An Shengyilang's heart and plunged down without hesitation!

"Pfft—!"

Blood gushed out, staining the stone pillar red, and also staining Wang Xiao's hands red.

The third, the fourth, the fifth... one after another.

Abdomen, left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg...

Every part of it was pierced by the stone pillar, making the scene extremely bloody.

An Shengyilang was already lifeless, beyond dead.

Treat the person the same way you treat them.

If you enjoy using stone pillars to torture people, then I'll send you a thousand stones through the heart!

Wang Xiao slowly stood up, his body covered in blood.

The sun had completely sunk below the horizon, leaving only a dark red glow on the horizon.

The dark red light fell on Wang Xiao, making him look like a demon king who had emerged from the depths of hell.

Bloody, violent, and shocking.

However, no one on the field felt unwell.