High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Ming Sha changed direction and flew towards Bingzhou.

An hour later.

The outline of Linlan Heavenly Cave came into view.

The fissure of this celestial cave is located deep within a canyon, its edges shimmering with a bluish-gray light.

The Fourth Elder had received the message and was already waiting outside the defensive line.

"Chief Chen."

The Fourth Elder clasped his hands in a salute, his gaze falling on Ming Sha, and then glancing at Chen Yuan's clone.

"What is this...?"

"Let's go in and take a look around."

Chen Yuan's clone jumped off Ming Sha's back and walked to the crack.

This time he learned his lesson.

The Dark Night Armor's light completely subsided, and the Shadow Chaser Spear and Star Shattering Bow were stored in the spatial ring. The aura of a mid-stage Martial God was suppressed to the lowest level.

Ming Sha shrunk to the size of a figurine, perched on his shoulder, barely daring to breathe.

"I'm gone."

Chen Yuan's clone stepped into the crack.

Inside the Linlan Heavenly Cave.

The sky was a strange bluish-gray, as if it were forever shrouded in a thin mist.

Sunlight leaked through gaps in the clouds.

The light cast dappled shadows on the ground.

The ground was covered with glowing moss and ferns, which felt soft and spongy underfoot, like walking on a carpet.

Chen Yuan's clone crouched behind a rock, carefully spreading his divine sense.

After a while.

He withdrew his consciousness and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The spiritual energy in this celestial cave is distributed very unevenly.

Most areas are quite ordinary, but there is one place in the southeast where the concentration of spiritual energy is significantly higher than in other places.

That concentration of spiritual energy couldn't have been formed naturally.

There must be either a spirit crystal vein or a treasure vault.

"there."

He patted Ming Sha and groped his way in that direction, keeping close to the ground.

They encountered several patrols of alien races along the way.

These alien races are completely different in form from those in the Crimson Abyss Cave.

Their bodies are translucent, as if they were formed from condensed bluish-gray mist, with only a cluster of eerie blue light flickering at their core.

Their cultivation levels range from the fifth to the eighth rank.

Chen Yuan's clone bypassed them. This time, they were here to steal, not to fight.

Avoid disturbing them if possible.

He found his destination half an hour later.

This is an isolated mountain peak, not very high, but the concentration of spiritual energy around it is several times higher than in other places.

At the foot of the mountain was a stone gate with runes he did not recognize engraved on the lintel.

The open space in front of the stone gate.

Five top-tier, eighth-order alien races are patrolling back and forth.

Besides these five, there were more than thirty seventh-tier alien races around them, divided into three groups that kept circling the mountain peak.

More importantly...

The entire mountain was shrouded in a faint blue light.

Protective formation.

Chen Yuan's clone lay behind a rock in the distance, squinting as he observed for a while.

The formation is of the ninth rank, and its grade is not low.

But for him, a Saint-level array master, it's just a matter of spending more time.

"Netherworld Fiend"

Chen Yuan's clone transmitted his thoughts through divine sense.

"The three eight-tiered steps on the left are yours, and the two on the right are mine. They must not make a sound."

Ming Sha jumped off his shoulder, his body returning to its two-meter size.

"clear."

The man and the beast exchanged a glance.

Then they moved at the same time.

Chen Yuan's clone was the first to rush out.

He was so fast that the five eighth-level alien races only saw a black shadow flash by.

The Shadow Chaser Spear appeared in his palm.

A single shot pierced the core of the first head.

The pale blue light shattered instantly, and the translucent body vanished like mist.

With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the spear swept horizontally.

Before the core of the second head could react, it was cut in half.

the other side.

The Netherworld's four claws lashed out simultaneously.

Three dark red claw-like beams flashed, tearing apart the cores of the three eighth-tier alien races simultaneously.

Five top-tier level eight enemies were wiped out in less than five seconds from the start of the attack.

The surrounding seventh-tier alien races then realized what was happening.

But it was too late.

Chen Yuan's clone raised his hand and waved, and the Nine Nether Profound Water transformed into more than thirty black needles, which accurately shot into the core of each seventh-order alien race.

The bodies of more than thirty seventh-tier alien races froze simultaneously, then vanished silently like mist.

The open space in front of the stone gate was spotless, without a single drop of blood.

The bodies of the Lanyu clan are composed of mist.

After you die, nothing is left.

Chen Yuan's clone withdrew the Nine Nether Profound Water and walked to the cyan light barrier.

The divine sense probed into the array and began to analyze the structure of the array patterns.

Ming Sha squatted beside him, his vertical pupils constantly scanning the surroundings, his ears perked up.

......

Time passed by, second by second.

Chen Yuan's clone kept tapping the light shield with his fingers.

Each click landed precisely on a key node of the array pattern.

The color of the light mask faded at a visible rate, from cyan to light blue, and from light blue to almost transparent.

Deep within the Heavenly Cave.

Inside a palace formed from condensed blue mist.

Lan Yuan, the ruler of Lan Yu, was sitting cross-legged in the hall, cultivating.

Its form was much more solid than that of ordinary people, and the texture of the mist was almost invisible, making it look like a real human.

Only the deep, dark blue light at its core revealed its true identity.

Mid-stage of the tenth rank.

suddenly.

Lan Yuan's core suddenly throbbed.

It opened its eyes, its gaze piercing through the palace walls towards the treasure vault.

Someone is tampering with its formation!

"How dare you!"

Lan Yuan stood up, his figure transforming into a streak of azure light, and sped towards the treasure vault.

As it flew away, it issued a series of commands using its divine sense.

"First to fifth battle groups, immediately seal off the Heavenly Cave Crack. No matter who comes, do not let a single one out."

"Sixth Battle Group, surround Treasure Vault Peak, and deploy your forces on the outer perimeter."

"Seventh Legion, follow me."

Once the order was given, the entire Lanyu clan sprang into action.

Lan Yuan sneered inwardly as he flew.

Its treasure vault formation is of the highest Saint level, which can delay even a tenth-level expert for a while.

By the time it arrives, that audacious thief will surely still be outside the formation, staring blankly.

We'll catch them like turtles in a jar!

It wanted to see which reckless person dared to touch its treasure trove.

It flew halfway.

Lan Yuan's core suddenly contracted, sensing that the treasure vault's formation had been broken.

"How is that possible?!"

Lan Yuan's speed suddenly increased dramatically.

It was broken just like that?

How much time has passed since it sensed the anomaly? Who exactly is that thief?

Before the treasure vault.

The cyan light shield shattered like a bubble, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air.

The stone gate was revealed.

Chen Yuan's clone kicked open the stone door and rushed inside.

The Netherworld followed closely behind.

Behind the stone gate was a huge cave.

The cave walls are inlaid with countless luminous crystals, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

In the center of the cave, various treasures were piled up into a small mountain.

The spirit crystals, both high-grade and top-grade, were neatly arranged, numbering at least several million.

The ninth-grade and eighth-grade spiritual herbs were categorized and placed in jade boxes, arranged in several rows.

There are dozens of raw ores of various sizes, each emitting a different color of light.

There were also a bunch of bottles and jars filled with various colored elixirs and pills.

Most of the Lan Yu clan's accumulated wealth over the years is here!

"move!"

Chen Yuan's clone tossed two spatial rings to Ming Sha.

The man and the beast rushed into the treasure vault like two vacuum cleaners running at full power.

He stuffed spirit crystals into the ring, spirit herbs into the ring, ores into the ring, and spirit liquids and pills into the ring, leaving none out.

The treasures in the cave are decreasing at a visible rate.

The four claws of the Netherworld were so fast that they were just afterimages.

It's completely open now; it's already on the pirate ship, so taking more or less is the same as taking something else.

Instead of being timid and hesitant, we should try to make more money.

We can get a bigger share when we get back.

Chen Yuan's clones are even more outrageous.

He directly opened the entrance of his spatial ring and swept across the pile of treasures like a vacuum cleaner.

Treasures disappeared one by one wherever they went.

The man and the beast were happily carrying the load.

The stone door at the entrance of the cave was blasted open by a tremendous force.

Lan Yuan has arrived.

It stood at the cave entrance, its core pulsating with a deep blue light.

Its treasure trove has now been mostly emptied!

The remaining ones are disappearing at a visible rate.

"stop!"

Lan Yuan's voice was forced out from deep in his throat, filled with barely suppressed anger.

Chen Yuan's clone looked up at it.

Mid-stage of the tenth rank, weaker than the Crimson Slaughter.

Then he lowered his head and continued moving things.

Lan Yuan's core almost exploded.

It raised its hand and conjured a bluish-gray spear, which it then hurled at Chen Yuan's clone.

Chen Yuan dodged to the side.

The spear pierced the cave wall, blasting a huge hole, and rubble fell down in a shower.

"Walk."

He patted Ming Sha.

Ming Sha immediately stopped moving, its body swelling to two meters in size.

Chen Yuan leaped onto its back.

With a push of its four claws, Ming Sha charged toward the cave entrance.

Lan Yuan stood at the cave entrance, his hands conjuring two long spears.

"Trying to leave?"

The Netherworld did not slow down.

Chen Yuan's clone took the Shattered Star Bow from behind his back, drew the bow, and nocked an arrow.

The silvery-white arrow gathered on the bowstring, exuding a chillingly sharp aura.

Let go.

The arrow transformed into a silver streak and shot towards Lan Yuan's face.

Lan Yuan's core suddenly contracted.

It sensed a threat from that arrow; if it were to be hit, it would be severely injured, if not killed!

It dodged to the side.

The arrow grazed its cheek and pierced right through the mountain wall behind it.

In that instant, the Netherworld Demon had already rushed past it.

Lan Yuan turned around and chased after him.

It is faster than the Netherworld.

After all, he's at the mid-stage of the tenth rank, two minor realms higher than a half-step tenth rank. The gap is gradually closing.

Chen Yuan's clone stood on Ming Sha's back.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow, and release.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow, release...

Arrow after arrow, each aimed straight for Lan Yuan's vitals.

Lan Yuan dodged left and right, which slowed him down considerably.

It tried to disrupt Chen Yuan's clone's arrow-shooting rhythm with its attacks, but the arrows were too fast, and just dodging them had exhausted its energy.

In front of the crack in the Heavenly Cave.

The five battle groups of the Lanyu clan have already formed their battle formations.

More than three thousand alien races, ranging from the fifth to the ninth rank, densely packed in front of the crack, forming a thick defensive line.

Leading the pack was a ninth-tier peak Storm Prison Warrior.

It received orders from its master that no matter who came, none of them should be released.

Then it saw the Netherworld.

And the human on Ming Sha's back, drawing a bow and arrow.

And behind them, their own ruler was desperately chasing after them, getting shot and getting into a sorry state.

The core of the Storm Prison Warrior suddenly jumped.

Even the ruler has been beaten like this, what can they use to stop them?

But the order has already been given, so we have to stop it whether we want to or not.

"put!"

With a command from the general of Lanyu.

More than three thousand alien races attacked simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of colorful lights that rained down on Ming Sha.

Chen Yuan's clone released the bowstring and put away the Shattered Star Bow.

Raise your hand and wave.

Nine Netherworld Mystic Water surged from his palm, transforming into a black water curtain that blocked the Netherworld Fiend's path.

More than three thousand attacks landed on the water curtain, like raindrops falling into the sea, without even a splash.

As the water curtain dissipated, the Netherworld Demons had already charged into the alien race.

Chen Yuan's clone waved his hand again.

The Nine Nether Mystic Waters transformed into countless black streams, shooting out in all directions.

Wherever they went.

The bodies of the alien race dissipated one by one.

Anyone below the eighth rank will die upon contact, and even those above the eighth rank cannot withstand it for more than a few seconds.

A huge gap was torn in the defense line of more than three thousand people.

The Netherworld Demon burst out of the gap and plunged headlong into the Heavenly Cave Crack.

Lan Yuan chased to the edge of the crevice, only to watch helplessly as the dark red figure disappeared into it.

It wanted to chase after it.

But the sealing formation lit up.

Lan Yuan stood there, his body trembling with rage.

On the other side of the crack.

Ming Sha carried Chen Yuan's clone out of the Heavenly Cave and landed on the square outside the defense line.

The Fourth Elder breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them come out.

"Chief Chen, inside..."

"good."

Chen Yuan's clone jumped off Ming Sha's back, took the two spatial rings that Ming Sha handed over, and scanned them with his divine sense.

Several million high-grade spirit crystals, ten thousand top-grade spirit crystals, more than one hundred ninth-grade spirit herbs, dozens of various ores, and a number of spirit liquid pills.

It wasn't as good as the harvest from the Crimson Abyss Cave, but it was still quite good.

"There was a minor mishap, but it's nothing serious."

He exchanged a few words with the Fourth Elder and then leaped back onto Ming Sha's back.

"Let's move on to the next one."

Ming Sha's lips twitched, but it was too lazy to try to persuade it anymore.

With a flap of its wings, it took off.

......

In the days that followed, Chen Yuan became completely addicted to creating clones.

In just half a month, he and Ming Sha swept through almost all the Heavenly Caves within the Great Xia Kingdom.

Southwest Lava Caves

He discovered a naturally formed furnace at the Earth's core, within which was nurtured a body-tempering treasure called "Core Liquid".

He took all the core fluid with him, and before leaving, he also dug up a fist-sized spark from the core of the Earth's core furnace.

He would enter any type of celestial cave, whether it was medium-sized or small.

Some caves have many treasures, some have few, and some have nothing at all.

But Chen Yuan never came empty-handed.

Spiritual herbs, spiritual crystals, ores, spiritual liquids, elixirs, cultivation manuals, and even some strange and exotic products from other races.

Pack up anything of value and take it with you.

The space rings went from one to three, and from three to five.

The number of ninth-grade spiritual herbs increased from three hundred to eight hundred.

The number of tenth-tier divine herbs increased from three to seven.

The high-grade spirit crystals were piled up like a small mountain, and various ores filled the two rings completely.

Each time, it was a close call, but we escaped unharmed.

Some rulers react quickly; they were discovered as soon as they entered.

He didn't linger in the fight.

Turn around and leave, then move on to another one.

Some rulers are so powerful that they chase him all over the map.

He used his powerful treasures to drag the ruler to the rift, and then left.

After half a month.

The alien rulers in the ruins of countless worlds suffered terribly at his hands.

Every time I hear the name "Chen Yuan", I feel an urge to grind my teeth in hatred, but I can't do anything about it.

It's difficult to fight back, impossible to catch up with, and impossible to defend against.

Like a locust that comes and goes without a trace, it burrows wherever there is treasure, eats its fill, wipes its mouth, and runs away.