High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Ming Sha stared at the Shadow Blade for a long time, the shock in his vertical pupils slowly turning into an indescribable meaning.

"Then why didn't you break through as well?"

The Shadow Blade's claws paused for a moment.

"Didn't you always say that the boss trusts you a lot? How come Commander Chen and the others broke through, and Brother Ying broke through too, but you're the only one who's stuck in the same place?"

Ming Sha's tone carried a hint of teasing.

Shadowblade's expression froze.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't!"

"Oh..." Ming Sha drawled, "I get it, bragging, anyone can do that."

The Shadow Blade's claws clenched tightly.

It wanted to refute.

But when he opened his mouth, he found he had nothing to say.

The facts speak for themselves: Chen Tianling and the others did indeed break through, and Youying also broke through.

It's the only one still in the mid-stage of the ninth rank.

Although he was close to breaking through to the later stage thanks to the abundant power of the world's origin and the resources given by Chen Yuan, he did not break through at the same time as Youying and the others.

Ming Sha patted its shoulder, his tone full of the superiority of someone who had been there.

"It's okay, take your time."

"After all, you're not the one the boss trusts the most, which is understandable."

Shadowblade slapped away its claws.

Just as it was about to retort, the door to the training tower in the backyard opened.

Chen Yuan walked out and stretched comfortably.

My joints crackled and popped all over my body, which felt wonderful.

The divine power within his body was several times stronger than before his breakthrough, and the feeling of being full of power made the corners of his mouth involuntarily turn up.

He took out the Holy Decree from his waist, edited a message, and sent it out.

"I have broken through to the late stage of Martial God."

Less than half a minute after the message was sent, the communication ring began to vibrate.

Second Elder: "Congratulations, Chief Chen! You've reached the late stage of Martial God; you truly deserve the title of the number one on Blue Star!"

The Third Elder: "Master Chen is a prodigy! We are all in awe!"

"..."

One after another, congratulatory messages from the thirteen elders lined up and popped up.

Chen Yuan scanned the message and dialed Zhou Qing's number.

A light screen popped up.

Zhou Qing's face appeared on the screen.

He was sitting in the command center, with the Human Alliance's dispatch data displayed on the screen behind him.

"Chief Chen, congratulations on breaking through to the late stage of Martial God."

Zhou Qing clasped his hands in a fist salute with a smile on his face.

Chen Yuan nodded and got straight to the point.

"How's it going with the alliance?"

Zhou Qing's smile faded slightly.

"Most forces are cooperating. The army, martial artists, and supplies are all being integrated according to plan, and there has been no situation of outward compliance but inward resistance."

He paused.

"But a few companies keep dragging their feet."

"When we asked him to submit the list of military personnel, he dragged it out for half a month. When we asked him to report his spirit crystal reserves, he reported a significantly reduced figure. When we asked him to send someone to a meeting, he said he had something to do and couldn't come."

Chen Yuan's eyes turned cold.

Which company was the least cooperative?

"The Kingdom of Amelica"

Zhou Qing's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

"Since the alliance was formed, Smith has never submitted a complete list. When the transfer order is sent, he either delays it or pretends he didn't receive it."

"I contacted him three times. The first time he said he was organizing it, the second time he said he would do it soon, and the third time he simply didn't answer."

Chen Yuan didn't speak.

Zhou Qing continued, "I suspect he has some lingering resentment. After all, America used to be the dominant power on Earth, and he's probably not happy about having to take orders from us now."

"But what time is it now, why are you still worrying about this..."

"understood."

Chen Yuan interrupted him, her tone indifferent.

"I'll go there myself."

Zhou Qing paused for a moment, then nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble Chief Chen."

He knows Chen Yuan too well.

This gentleman said he'd "go there in person," and he wasn't going for tea and a chat. America is really in for a rough time this time.

The communication was disconnected.

Chen Yuan put away the Holy Venerable Command and spread his divine sense.

Within seconds, everyone in the front yard had gathered.

The shadowy creature was the first to rush over, its tail wagging like a propeller.

"Boss, what's up?"

Chen Tianling led ten Holy Dragon Guards in a neat formation.

The combined aura of the eleven Martial Saints pressed down, making the surrounding air feel heavier.

Shadowblade also came over.

Ming Sha crouched at the very back, a hint of tension in his vertical pupils.

Why is Chen Yuan gathering everyone in such a grand manner? Is he planning to go into the Heavenly Cave again?

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the crowd.

"The Kingdom of Amelika is disobedient; let's teach them a lesson."

Ming Sha's vertical pupils lit up instantly.

So it turns out we weren't going into the Heavenly Cave after all; we were just going to teach a force on Earth a lesson.

He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely.

It scared it to death.

I thought Chen Yuan had become arrogant after breaking through to the late stage of Martial God and was going to directly attack the God Clan's lair.

Shadow became even more excited when he heard there was going to be a fight.

"Walk!"

Its body leaped into the air and began to expand.

300 meters, 400 meters, 500 meters, 600 meters.

After breaking through to the peak of Martial Saint, its maximum size doubled compared to its initial size.

Its enormous body, six hundred meters long, lay horizontally in the air, its wings spread wide, blotting out the sun, and its purple scales gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

Chen Yuan flashed and landed steadily on the back of the shadow.

Chen Tianling followed closely behind with the Holy Dragon Guards, Shadow Blade jumped up as well, and Netherworld Fiend brought up the rear.

The shadowy figure's wings fluttered.

"boom!"

A tremendous sonic boom exploded.

The purple behemoth transformed into a streak of light and sped off to the east.

A long gash was torn in the clouds.

It took a long time to close.

The void retreated rapidly on both sides.

......

Meanwhile, deep within the ruins of countless worlds.

Protoss territory.

A magnificent palace built of translucent white crystal floats in the void, surrounded by hundreds of fragments of land of varying sizes.

Deep within the palace is a vast hall.

In the center of the hall stood a crystal coffin, its entire body sparkling.

Inside the coffin lay a god-like figure who appeared to be a middle-aged man.

Its skin was a dark gold, deeper than the color of any of the gods.

His facial features were sharply defined.

Even with your eyes closed, you can feel the aura of authority that comes with long-held power.

A faint golden halo surrounded him.

Countless tiny runes could be faintly seen flowing within the halo.

The Divine Lord of the Divine Race.

The strongest being in the ruins of countless worlds, who has been asleep for countless years.

Around the hall.

Dozens of powerful members of the Divine Race sat cross-legged in a circle.

They formed hand seals and chanted ancient and obscure incantations. Streams of golden energy surged from their bodies, converging along the array patterns on the ground into the crystal coffin in the center.

The Seventh Elder, Shen Wuwang, stood at the very front.

With his hands pressed against the edge of the coffin, his dark golden vertical pupils stared intently at the face of the deity inside.

Sweat beads slid down his cheeks from his forehead.

The energy within the body was being absorbed by the coffin at a visible rate.

But it didn't let go.

The gods have been preparing for this moment for so many years and have paid such a high price!

suddenly.

The crystal coffin trembled slightly, and the deity's finger twitched.

Shen Wuwang's pupils suddenly contracted.

Before it could even confirm, an overwhelming, suffocating pressure suddenly erupted from the coffin, forcing it back several steps.

"boom!"

The lid of the crystal coffin exploded, scattering fragments everywhere.

A dark golden beam of light shot into the sky.

It pierced through the dome of the hall and soared straight into the depths of the void!

The entire palace was trembling.

The surrounding land debris vibrated and hummed from the force.

All the powerful gods in the hall knelt down in unison.

"Welcome, Lord God!"

The voices were unified, filled with barely suppressed excitement and ecstasy.

The beam of light slowly dissipated.

A figure slowly rose from the coffin.

The deity hovered in mid-air, his dark golden vertical pupils slowly opening as his gaze swept over the kneeling clansmen.

Its skin was no longer the dark gold it had been before it fell asleep, but instead had a faint purplish-gold sheen.

Surrounded by a golden halo.

The number of runes is more than double what it was before I fell asleep.

His aura is stronger than before he fell asleep!

Shen Wuwang knelt on the ground, looking up at the purple-gold light surrounding the God Lord, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

"Lord God...you've broken through?!"

The deity looked down at his hands, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

"Those years of slumber weren't entirely wasted."

Its voice was deep and resonant, echoing throughout the hall.

Shen Wuwang kowtowed deeply.

"Congratulations, Divine Lord! Congratulations, Divine Lord!"

Dozens of powerful gods behind him also kowtowed, their voices making the hall vibrate.

The deity descended slowly from the sky, his bare feet landing on the crystal shards.

It looked around.

My gaze lingered on each face for a moment.

How is the plan progressing?

Shen Wuwang immediately stood up and bowed his head respectfully.

"Reporting to the Divine Lord, everything is going smoothly. The tenth-tier rulers of all races are ready and awaiting your command."

It paused, then added a sentence.

"However... a small variable has emerged."

"explain."

Shen Wuwang organized his thoughts.

"A Martial God has been born on Blue Star. He is currently in the mid-stage of Martial God and possesses a large number of top-grade divine treasures."

The deity raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Could a Martial God Realm expert be born in a barren place like Earth?"

"This person is named Chen Yuan. With the blessing of numerous divine-level top-grade treasures, his combat power far exceeds that of others of the same level."

"Furthermore, he also possesses an avatar of the same level. Half a month ago, his avatar entered various Heavenly Caves and looted the treasures and plantations of multiple races, including the plantation of Chi Tu and the treasures of Lan Yuan."

"The rulers of all races suffered heavy losses, but none could stop him."

The deity was not angry; instead, he smiled.

"Interesting. A native of Earth is treating those tenth-tier rulers from the Ruins of Myriad Worlds like sheep to be fleeced."

It strode out of the hall.

"Let him run wild for a few more days. Once the will of Earth collapses, I will personally confront him."

Shen Wuwang quickly followed.

"The divine authority is wise."

The deity stepped out of the hall and stood on the terrace at the highest point of the palace. His dark golden vertical pupils pierced through layers of void, gazing in the direction of Blue Star.

"Notify all ethnic groups."

Its voice was flat.

"The final plan will be launched in one month."