High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Chen Yuan finished speaking.

There was a moment of silence in the conference room, then the serious expressions on everyone's faces visibly relaxed a bit.

"We are relieved to hear what Venerable Chen has said."

The second elder spoke first, his tone carrying a hint of relief.

The Third Elder nodded as well.

"If the sky falls, Chief Chen will hold it up; we can't hold it back."

"Time is running out. I need to hurry up and improve my cultivation so that I can have more power to protect myself in the upcoming battle."

Everyone nodded, understanding Chen Yuan's meaning.

In the upcoming battle, Chen Yuan will face those alien races at the tenth and half-step tenth levels, and he will be under the greatest pressure.

At that point, he won't have the energy to care about anyone else.

Will I survive? How long will I live?

It all depends on each person's ability.

"Alright, stop standing around here." Chen Yuan waved his hand. "Go about your own business."

The elders gradually shut down the holographic projection.

Zhou Qing also stood up.

"Chief Chen, then I'll go and make preparations too."

Chen Yuan nodded, then added, "I will continue my seclusion after I return. Contact my clone if there is any emergency."

Zhou Qing clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Understood."

I came out of the conference room.

Chen Yuan walked straight to the square outside the Demon Suppression Fortress.

The shadowy figure leaped into the air and instantly expanded to five hundred meters.

Chen Yuan flashed and landed steadily on its back.

Chen Tianling followed closely behind with ten Holy Dragon Guards, and Shadow Blade also jumped up.

Ming Sha hesitated for a moment.

It looked up at the enormous, terrifying purple beast and obediently jumped onto it.

Crouch at the very back of the line, next to Shadowblade.

With a flap of its wings, the shadowy creature streaked across the night sky, hurtling toward Dragon Abyss Mountain.

On the walls of the Demon-Suppressing Fortress, Zhou Qing watched the streak of light disappear into the horizon.

After a moment of silence.

He turned and walked back into the depths of the fortress, calling his trusted men to him.

"Lin Xiao, Liu Yu."

"exist!"

"I will be going into seclusion for a while. I will leave the defense of the Demon Suppression Fortress to you."

"The Netherworld Cave is currently protected by a seal reinforced by Chief Chen, so there shouldn't be any major trouble for the time being. However, daily patrols cannot be relaxed, and any abnormalities must be reported to me immediately."

"yes!"

The two men clasped their hands in greeting and accepted the order.

Zhou Qing nodded and turned to walk into the cultivation room.

"Peak Martial Saint level is not enough."

Zhou Qing muttered to himself, a resolute glint in his eyes.

In the upcoming battle, he will face at least ninth-tier peak or even half-step tenth-tier alien races, and his current cultivation level is far from sufficient.

We must further solidify our foundation.

......

More than an hour later, at Longyuan Mountain.

The enormous shadowy figure swooped down from the clouds and slowly landed in the front courtyard of the Holy Venerable's Mansion.

The ground trembled slightly when the 500-meter-tall creature landed, but the servants in the mansion were already used to this.

He went about his business without even looking up.

Ming Sha jumped off the back of You Ying.

Its body froze the moment its foot touched the ground.

A surge of primordial power, so dense it was almost tangible, enveloped him completely.

That power was pure, boundless, and inexhaustible, more refined than any energy it had absorbed while cultivating deep within the Netherworld Cave!

"This is......"

Ming Sha's vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

As the primal power surged into its body, it abruptly turned its head to look towards the source of that power.

The backyard of the mansion.

Two towering trees swayed gently in the moonlight.

Pure primordial energy was continuously gushing out from the branches and leaves of the two trees, spreading throughout the entire mansion and even radiating to more distant places!

Ming Sha's eyes widened in disbelief.

"The World... the Origin Tree?!"

"Two trees?! And both are in their mature stage?!"

Its jaw almost fell to the ground.

The Tree of Origin! This is a legendary treasure!

Before the Myriad Realms Continent collapsed, this tree was a treasure that all the major powers were vying for.

A fully formed World Origin Tree can continuously release primordial power, enough to increase the overall cultivation speed of a faction several times over!

Later, the Myriad Realms Continent collapsed, and the World Origin Trees were all wiped out in that catastrophe.

Not a single seedling could be found in the entire ruins of the myriad worlds.

But now... it actually saw two of them on Earth! And they were planted in the backyard of a human's mansion!

"How could such a treasure exist on Earth?!"

Ming Sha muttered to himself, his vertical pupils filled with disbelief.

But its body is much more honest than its mouth.

Before the words had even finished,

The body has already begun to greedily absorb the surrounding primal energy.

Shadowblade stood to the side.

Seeing Ming Sha's shocked and out-of-control expression, a smug smile slowly spread across his lips.

This scene is all too familiar.

It had the same expression as when it first encountered the Origin of the World Technique.

It crossed its arms over its chest and raised its chin slightly.

His tone was full of superiority.

"What's all the fuss about? You look like you've never seen anything like this before."

Ming Sha turned his head, his vertical pupils filled with astonishment.

Shadowblade continued his act, his tone becoming increasingly condescending: "Just two World Origin Trees, why are you so surprised?"

"Our boss is omnipotent. There are many more things that will amaze you in the future. Just get used to it."

His expression and tone were exactly like those of someone who had "been there, done that."

Completely forgetting that when he first saw the Tree of Origin of the World, he was also dumbfounded.

Ming Sha was stunned by what it said.

He subconsciously glanced at the two World Origin Trees again, then looked at Shadow Blade.

I'm not in the mood to argue with them right now.

Because it suddenly realized something very important: the fundamental power of the world on Earth was not released by the will of Earth!

It had always thought that Chen Yuan was able to break through to the Martial God realm because the will of Blue Star was struggling and poured all its already strained power into them.

But now it seems that's not the case at all!

The primal power of the world on Blue Star is released from these two primal trees in Chen Yuan's residence!

A flash of understanding crossed Ming Sha's vertical pupils.

No wonder!

No wonder it didn't feel the suppression of the Blue Star's will on its body weaken in the slightest.

It initially thought it was misperceiving.

Only now do I realize that the will of Blue Star has not yet reached the point of its death throes!

Its power may be waning, but it is far from collapsing.

The Protoss want to completely dismantle the will of Earth.

It was much more difficult than they had anticipated!

"This is getting interesting..."

Ming Sha secretly plotted in his heart.

The Protoss believed that the will of Earth was about to collapse, which is why they launched the "Awakening the Gods" plan in such a grand manner.

It seems that the human race can still survive for a while longer.

Its life is now tied to Chen Yuan.

If Chen Yuan wins, it lives; if Chen Yuan loses, it dies.

From a self-interested perspective, it now wants Chen Yuan to win more than anyone else.

Just as Ming Sha's mind was racing, Chen Yuan's voice came from ahead.

"I need to go into seclusion to cultivate, so please don't disturb me unless it's important."

He paused, then pointed at the shadowy figure.

"You can take care of the Underworld Fiend."

Upon hearing this, Youying puffed out his chest, adopting an air of "I'm the leader now."

Upon hearing this, Shadowblade's eyes darted around, and he immediately moved closer to Shadow, acting as attentive as a little follower.

"Brother Ying, don't worry, I'll help look after the new guy!"

As it spoke, it turned around.

Walking up to the Netherworld Demon, who was still greedily absorbing the power of origin, it raised its paw and slapped the Demon's head with a "smack".

"Still smoking? Didn't you hear what the boss said? Hurry up and call for Brother Ying!"

Ming Sha was stunned by the slap.

It slowly turned its head, its vertical pupils filled with disbelief.

It glanced at Shadow Blade and then at Ghost Shadow. Ghost Shadow was at the late stage of the ninth rank, while Shadow Blade was at the mid stage of the ninth rank.

The two of them combined aren't even enough for it to fight with one hand, and now it's being asked to call it "brother"?

Ming Sha's lips twitched, and he said with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, "If you're not going to shout, go play somewhere else."

"You're a mid-stage ninth-tier cultivator, and I'm just a half-step tenth-tier cultivator. You should be calling me 'big brother.'"

The words fell.

The front yard was quiet for a moment.

Shadow Blade and Shadow Ghost exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked at Netherworld Fiend.

The shadowy figure swelled to ten meters in size.

Shadowblade also rolled up his sleeves.

"So, you're going to refuse a polite toast only to suffer the consequences?"

"Beat him up!"

A beast and a shadow pounced at the same time.

Ming Sha instinctively wanted to retaliate, but froze as soon as he raised his claws.

It glanced at Chen Yuan, who was standing not far away, watching them with a half-smile, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in its heart.

You can't fight back.

Let alone going all out, they wouldn't even dare to damage a single blade of grass or tree in this mansion.

Its life is now in Chen Yuan's hands.

If this mansion is vandalized, given his temper, who knows what he'll do to it.

He would never want to experience the taste of the Mirror of Gods again.

But Shadow and Shadowblade don't care about any of that.

One of them was at the late stage of the ninth rank, and the other was at the middle stage of the ninth rank. Although they were no match for the half-step tenth rank, Ming Sha dared not fight back and could only passively take the beating.

Punches and kicks rained down on Ming Sha, causing it to flee in terror.

"Are you convinced?!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

"Hit me again!"

"Are you convinced?!"

"...I'm completely convinced! Big brother! Both of you big brothers!"

Ming Sha finally gave in, his voice filled with resentment.

He, a powerful half-step tenth-level expert and the number two figure in the Netherworld Heavenly Cave, is now being humiliated by a dog and a mid-ninth-level alien, and has to call them "big brother".

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Shadowblade then withdrew its claws with satisfaction, patted Ming Sha on the shoulder, and had a "you're teachable" expression on its face.

"That's more like it."

Ming Sha's lips twitched, wishing he could slap the Shadow Blade into the ground.

He gave up when he took the third hit.

As a result, this guy covered his mouth with his hand!

Ming Sha squatted in the corner, his scales still bearing the marks of the blow he had just received, his vertical pupils filled with utter despair.

A once-powerful figure, now reduced to this state of being, has fallen from grace.

Chen Yuan watched this scene unfold.

Seeing that the others hadn't done anything too outrageous, he didn't say anything more and quickly disappeared into the backyard.

The meditation tower stands quietly on the island in the middle of the lake.

Chen Yuan pushed open the door and entered, then climbed the stairs to the ninth floor and sat down cross-legged.

He immediately had a thought.

He took out hundreds of pills from his infinite storage space, each one floating in front of him, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance.

He then took out another ten million high-grade spirit crystals and neatly arranged them around him.

In addition, there is the effect of the spirit-gathering array inside the tower.

The primal power continuously released by the two World Origin Trees, coupled with the enhancement from the elixir, brought the surrounding energy concentration to a terrifying level.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes and began circulating the Primordial Chaos Divine Scripture.

......

Japan, Sakura Capital.

In a Japanese-style courtyard, Chen Yuan's clone was leaning against a soft couch under the eaves, holding a cup of sake in his hand, looking languid.

Two beautiful Japanese women were massaging his shoulders and legs gently and carefully.

As the main body begins to go into seclusion.

He put down his wine cup, dismissed the two beauties, and then stood up to prepare to return to the Great Xia Kingdom.

I walked out of the courtyard and headed towards the helipad.

The Gale fighter jet was already parked there, ready to go. Chen Yuan's clone had just walked to the side of the fighter jet and was preparing to board.

suddenly.

Several figures hurriedly ran from a distance.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please wait!"

The middle-aged man at the head of the group had a face full of anxiety. He was none other than Onodera Taira, one of the current de facto rulers of Japan.

Five people followed behind him, three men and two women, all high-ranking officials from Japan.

"God!"

Onodera rushed to Chen Yuan's clone and knelt down with a thud. The five people behind him also knelt down in a row, their heads almost touching the ground.

"Your Majesty, where...where are you going?"

Onodera Hei raised his head, his eyes filled with fear.

Chen Yuan's clone glanced at him and said in a calm tone, "Return to the Great Xia Kingdom."

Onodera Taira's expression changed instantly.

The faces of the several high-ranking officials behind him also turned pale, as if they had heard a bolt from the blue.

"Return...back to Daxia?"

Onodera Taira's voice was trembling.

"Your Majesty, you can't leave!"

"Now that you're gone, who will protect our Japan?"

An elderly man at the mid-stage of Martial Venerable realm behind him hurriedly spoke up, his voice filled with pleading: "Your Majesty, the entire Eastern Kingdom is utterly loyal to you and has no disloyalty whatsoever!"

"If you leave, what if those alien races from the Heavenly Caves attack? What will we do then?"

Although the Sixth Elder of the Great Xia Kingdom was still in charge, the Sixth Elder was only at the mid-stage of Martial Saint, which was a whole major realm lower than Chen Yuan!

Onodera Taira continued, "Your Majesty, we know you are extremely busy, and we know you need to return to cultivate in order to prepare for the great calamity to come."

"But...but our Japan really can't do without you!"

The five high-ranking officials behind him also looked pleading.

The scene resembled a pack of dogs abandoned by their owner, desperately wagging their tails and begging for mercy.

Chen Yuan's clone frowned slightly as he looked at them.

He knew exactly what these people were thinking.

These high-ranking officials in Japan are, at heart, bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong.

When you are strong, they will kneel down faster than anyone else; when you are weak, they will trample on you more ruthlessly than anyone else.

Now they're kneeling and begging him not to leave; frankly, it's because they're afraid of dying.

They were afraid that if he left, the alien races would attack and there would be no one to protect them.

As for claims of "unwavering loyalty" and "absolute loyalty," just listen to them and don't believe a single word of them.

Chen Yuan's clone stepped forward and raised his hand.

"Snapped!"

He slapped Onodera across the face.

The sound was crisp and loud, and Onodera Taira was so stunned that his head tilted to the side.

Before he could react, Chen Yuan's clone had already walked up to the second person.

"Snapped!"

Another slap. Then a third, a fourth, a fifth, and a sixth.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Six slaps, one for each person, not one less.

Five bright red finger marks appeared on the faces of all six people, stinging painfully.

But none of them dared to cover their faces, or even hide; they just knelt there, trembling all over.

Chen Yuan's clone stood in front of them.

Looking down at the trembling Japanese high-ranking officials, his voice was icy.

"Does my departure require your approval?"

"roll!"

Onodera Taira shuddered and scrambled back several steps, the red mark on his forehead still visible, his face filled with terror.

"Yes, yes, yes! Your Majesty, please calm your anger! It was my fault for speaking out of turn! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face, "slap slap slap," even harder than Chen Yuan's clone had done earlier.

Several high-ranking officials behind him also started smoking.

For a moment, the sound of "slap slap slap" rose and fell, and the six people knelt in a row, slapping themselves as if in a competition.

Chen Yuan's clone ignored them.

He turned and walked towards the Gale fighter jet.

He opened the hatch, stepped inside, and didn't look back even once.

The hatch closed, and the fighter jet's engines started.

The silver-white fuselage slowly rose into the air, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the southern horizon.

In the courtyard.

Onodera and his entourage were still kneeling on the ground.

They stopped slapping themselves and stared blankly at the disappearing streak of light, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

"It's over... The God is gone..."

Onodera Heiji slumped to the ground, his face deathly pale.