High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

An hour later.

The vast land of the Western Regions unfolds below, and the outline of the Demon-Suppressing Fortress comes into view.

The entire fortress, like a lurking giant beast, lies across the front of the chasm in the sky.

The shadowy figure folded its wings.

It slowly landed inside the fortress defenses.

When the colossal 500-meter-tall body landed, the ground trembled slightly.

The warriors inside the defensive line had already noticed the purple figure in the sky, and they all stopped what they were doing and looked over in unison.

"It's Lord Chen!"

"God Chen has arrived!"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

As Chen Yuan gracefully landed on Youying's back, the surrounding martial artists unconsciously straightened their backs, their eyes filled with admiration and fervor.

That was the first Martial God on Earth, and the guardian deity of the Great Xia Kingdom!

A name I usually only hear about in the news.

I'm standing right in front of them right now!

"Look at Lord Shadow, he's gotten a whole size bigger than when he last came!"

A young martial artist pointed at Youying, his eyes wide open.

"Last time I came, it was only about 300 meters long, right? Now it's almost a whole size bigger!"

The veteran next to him nodded, stroking his chin with a deep expression.

"It has indeed grown quite a bit."

A young martial artist curiously approached and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Hao, what did you say Lord Chen fed Lord Youying? How come he's growing so fast?"

The veteran rolled his eyes at him.

"What are you feeding? That's a sacred beast, not your pet dog. Its size naturally increases as its cultivation level breaks through."

The young martial artist choked for a moment.

He awkwardly touched his nose.

The surrounding martial artists couldn't help but laugh when they heard this conversation, and the atmosphere immediately relaxed.

But soon.

Their gaze was then drawn to another figure.

Chen Tianling led ten Holy Dragon Guards to leap off the back of the shadowy figure. The eleven men stood in neat formation, their auras as solid as iron.

Late stage of Martial Saint, middle stage of ten Martial Saints.

The eleven martial saints standing together created an oppressive atmosphere that made the surrounding air feel heavier.

The martial artists involuntarily took a few steps back, their eyes filled with shock.

"Eleven Martial Saints... Is this the Holy Dragon Guard?"

"Too strong... Just standing there makes it hard to breathe."

"This is Lord Chen's personal guard? Impressive!"

Exclamations of amazement rose and fell.

Then someone noticed the figure at the very back of the group.

Shadowblade tries to minimize his presence.

However, its mid-stage ninth-tier aura stood out in the crowd like a firefly in the dark.

"Wait... what's that?"

A sharp-eyed martial artist pointed at Shadow Blade, his pupils slightly contracting.

"An alien race? How did an alien race manage to infiltrate here?!"

The surrounding martial artists tensed up instantly, their hands unconsciously gripping their weapons tighter.

One of the well-informed officers quickly spoke up.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous! Those are alien races subdued by Divine Lord Chen; they have already submitted!"

"This ninth-tier alien race is now under the command of God Chen."

The words fell.

The surrounding martial artists were taken aback at first, then their eyes blazed with even more fanatical light.

"Ninth-tier alien race submits?!"

"My god... Lord Chen can even subdue a ninth-tier alien race?"

"That's a ninth-tier expert! A dominant force comparable to a Martial Saint!"

"As expected of a national guardian deity... it doesn't bite, does it?"

Shadowblade's lips twitched slightly as he listened to these comments.

He was a powerful mid-stage ninth-tier expert, a well-known figure in the Abyss Shadow Land.

Being treated like a "rare species" and stared at like this... well, it's a bit complicated.

But it dared not show any dissatisfaction.

He obediently squatted at the back of the line, his face bearing the standard "I'm docile, I won't bite" expression.

......

Just then.

The door to the training room opened.

Zhou Qing walked out, his aura had stabilized.

Although there are still some fluctuations.

However, the oppressive aura of a peak Martial Saint had already fully materialized.

He swiftly arrived and greeted them with clasped hands from afar.

"Chief Chen!"

Chen Yuan turned around and glanced at Zhou Qing.

Peak of Martial Saint.

The breathing is basically stable, but there are still some minor fluctuations, and it will take a few days to fully stabilize.

"good."

Chen Yuan nodded, and with a thought, took out a pill from his storage space.

It is light blue all over.

Its surface shimmers with a warm luster, and its fragrance is delicate yet rich.

Eighth-tier top-grade mind-stabilizing pill.

Its effect is to stabilize one's breath and consolidate one's realm.

"have eaten."

Chen Yuan casually handed the pill to Zhou Qing.

"It can help you completely stabilize your breathing, saving you several more days."

Zhou Qing took the pill, glanced at it, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He did not refuse.

Having spent this time together, he had figured out Chen Yuan's temperament.

If Chief Chen gives you something, just take it; don't be polite with him.

Being too polite only made him unhappy.

"Thank you, Chief Judge Chen."

Zhou Qing put the pill in his mouth and swallowed it.

The elixir entered the stomach.

A warm power spread through my body.

He could clearly feel the still unstable aura around him converging and solidifying at a visible speed.

Like an invisible hand, it straightens out the tangled threads one by one.

"A fine elixir."

Zhou Qing couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Master Chen's alchemy skills are becoming more and more superb."

Chen Yuan waved his hand but did not reply.

He turned to look at the front of the fortress.

far away.

A massive crack stretched across the sky and earth, its edges shimmering with a ghostly blue light.

The Netherworld Cave.

"Let's go, let's take care of business first."

Chen Yuan strode toward the crack.

Zhou Qing quickly followed.

Chen Tianling, along with the Holy Dragon Guards, followed closely behind, and Shadow Blade also caught up.

Where the group passed by.

The surrounding martial artists automatically made way for them, watching them walk towards the crack.

......

Before the crack in the Netherworld Cave.

Chen Yuan stopped and looked up at the huge crack in front of him.

The crack was several hundred meters long, and the sealing array at the edge was still in operation, but fine cracks had already appeared.

A chilling aura seeped out from the cracks, carrying the smell of decay and blood.

Zhou Qing stood beside Chen Yuan and pointed to the crack.

"The commotion inside has been getting bigger and bigger in the last few days."

"The cracks in the seal are widening, indicating that a more powerful entity has begun to act. At this rate, it's unclear how much longer it can hold out."

Chen Yuan remained silent.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he opened his eyes, and a pale golden light shone from the depths of his eyes.

Eye of the Void!

His gaze pierced through the seals, the cracks, and the layers upon layers of spatial barriers... He saw the world beyond the cracks.

The sky was dark red, as if it had been stained with blood.

The earth was black, barren, and filled with jagged rocks and bottomless ravines.

The air was thick with the smell of sulfur and decay.

Dark red lava rivers meander across the land, radiating scorching heat.

This is the world of monsters.

It was desolate, brutal, and filled with the aura of death.

Chen Yuan's gaze continued to penetrate deeper.

Near the crack, a dense swarm of monsters gathered together, varying in shape and size.

Their cultivation levels ranged from the first to the eighth rank, and they were frantically attacking the seal at the edge of the crack.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over them without lingering.

That wasn't the target he was looking for.

Go deeper.

The gaze travels through layers of space, past volcanoes and abysses.

The number of demons along the way increased, and their cultivation levels also rose.

Eighth rank, or even early or mid-ninth rank...

But none of them are true.

Chen Yuan searched patiently.

at last.

His gaze stopped in an area near the deepest part of the Netherworld Cave.

It was a vast abyss.

At the bottom of the abyss, a thick, almost solidified black mist slowly rolled.

A massive monster lurked in the center of the mist.

Its body was as large as a mountain, covered with dark red scales, and a row of sharp bone spurs grew on its back, emitting a faint, cold light.

Its head resembled a dragon but was not; its vertical pupils were tightly closed.

Even in its slumber, the aura emanating from it still distorted the surrounding air.

Half a step up ten steps.

Chen Yuan's pupils contracted slightly; he recognized the demon at a glance.

Not because I've seen what it looks like.

It was because the aura emanating from him was exactly the same as the gaze that had been fixed on him from the depths of the Heavenly Cave!

"I've found you."

A smile appeared on Chen Yuan's lips.

......

Bottom of the abyss.

The Netherworld Ruler, who had recently caused quite a stir, is now recuperating.

Ever since that damned human killed its powerful subordinate, the Netherworld Demon Lord, it had no choice but to take matters into its own hands.

News has arrived from the Protoss that they have begun their operation and that it will soon be able to lead their army out of the rift.

It licked its lips.

The image of that damned human flashed into my mind.

Once he falls into my hands, I will make him wish he were dead!

Just as it was having a sweet dream.

suddenly.

A terrifying gaze fell upon it.

That gaze was filled with malice, cold and sharp, as if it wanted to see right through it, inside and out.

The Netherworld Ruler's body trembled violently.

Its vertical pupils snapped open instantly, and all the scales on its body stood on end.

"Who?!"

Its divine sense spread wildly, trying to find the source of that gaze.

Then it sensed it.

That gaze came from outside the crack in the Heavenly Cave!

The Netherworld Ruler's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart almost stopped beating for a second.

This feeling... is so familiar.

It used to hide behind the crack, scrutinizing the weak humans outside with its gaze.

But now the roles have been reversed.

Someone is looking at it from outside the crack!