High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

The shadowy figure sped across the clouds.

Chen Yuan stood on its back, the night wind whistling past, his robes fluttering.

His original plan was very simple.

Go to America, beat Smith up, and make him cooperate with the Human Alliance.

The fist didn't land.

Instead, he inadvertently saved the other person's life.

They pulled out the seeds, reinforced the seal, and even got a bunch of resources for free.

It's like you have a bad relationship with your neighbor, and one day you get angry and smash their window, only to find out that their house has a gas leak.

You saved him by a twist of fate.

Although the process was crooked, the result was good.

"This whole thing is a mess..."

Chen Yuan snapped out of his thoughts.

My gaze pierced through the clouds and looked into the distance.

While his clone was still refining pills in the Longyuan Mountain mansion, his consciousness synchronized and he could "see" that the fragrance of pills in the front yard was so strong that it almost condensed into mist.

The combination of divine-level alchemy skills and a divine-level creation cauldron is indeed terrifyingly efficient.

There were tens of thousands of eighth-grade pills and hundreds of ninth-grade pills, with all kinds of effects.

Furthermore, his clones are energy bodies and don't know fatigue; they can keep going from one furnace to another, even more stable than an assembly line.

"Having a clone is so convenient..."

now.

The clone stopped refining the regular pills and took out the seven tenth-rank divine herbs.

Three of them came from the Crimson Abyss Cave, and the other four were found later in other caves.

They are all of the tenth grade, which is considered the lowest grade among divine medicines. But even at the lowest grade, they are still divine medicines, and they are fundamentally different from ninth grade spiritual herbs!

And there is a divine creation cauldron there.

The quality of the refined pills is guaranteed to reach at least the divine-grade superior level!

immediately.

Chen Yuan's clone sat cross-legged in front of the Creation Cauldron, his gaze sweeping over the seven divine herbs.

This was his first time refining a divine-level elixir.

Put one of them into the Creation Cauldron.

Divine fire surged from his palm, its temperature several times higher than when refining ninth-grade pills.

The divine medicine tumbled in the flames, its surface began to crack, and strands of extremely pure medicinal liquid seeped out from the cracks.

The clone frowned slightly, completely focused.

Divine medicines are different from spiritual herbs; they are more potent and more likely to cause explosions in the furnace.

If the temperature is too high, it will burn; if it's too low, it won't be extracted.

Fortunately, the Creation Cauldron is a top-grade divine alchemy furnace, which automatically suppressed some of the violent effects of the medicine.

In addition, there is the complete understanding of divine alchemy techniques.

The control of the heat was extremely precise!

Ten minutes later, the first herb was successfully extracted.

The medicinal liquid churned in the furnace, emitting a chilling energy fluctuation.

"Another batch done."

Chen Yuan's clone sniffed the emanating fragrance of the pill and smiled slightly before continuing to plant the second one.

......

Meanwhile, over the Eastern Pacific Ocean.

The shadowy figure was flying towards the Great Xia Kingdom.

The Holy Decree at Chen Yuan's waist suddenly vibrated, not once, but three times in a row.

This is a special notification sound for important intelligence.

He picked up the Holy Decree and opened it.

A light screen popped up.

A middle-aged man's face appears in the picture.

He was in his fifties, wore half-rimmed glasses, and had his hair neatly combed.

He was wearing a dark Chinese-style formal suit, with the emblem of the Great Xia Kingdom pinned to his left breast.

The background is an office.

But Chen Yuan could hear noisy shouts and dull thuds coming from outside the screen, as if someone was banging on the door.

Ambassador Lin Zhengtang of the Embassy of the Great Xia Kingdom in the Nanyang Alliance.

At this moment, this usually calm and composed diplomat's brows were filled with barely suppressed anxiety.

But the moment he saw Chen Yuan...

Those eyes seemed to have suddenly found their anchor.

"Lord Chen!"

Lin Zhengtang's voice was urgent, and he didn't bother with pleasantries.

"South, something terrible has happened to the Nanyang Alliance!"

"explain."

Lin Zhengtang took a deep breath and quickly explained the situation.

Things were more serious than Chen Yuan had imagined.

An alien race capable of controlling people's minds has emerged within the Nanyang Alliance.

It wasn't a direct killing.

It's the kind of thing that drills into a person's brain and turns a martial artist into a puppet.

The method is extremely covert; the controlled person shows no outward abnormality, and even the fluctuations of spiritual energy are exactly the same as usual.

This alien race, having slipped out of the Heavenly Cave at some unknown time, has secretly taken control of nearly half of the high-ranking members of the Nanyang Alliance.

Several heads of state from member states have fallen victim to the virus, and even martial arts masters have been caught in the crossfire.

"Just three hours ago, that thing was caught off guard by another martial saint from the Kingdom of Jinjia when it tried to control the king."

"Seeing it could no longer hide, it tore off its disguise and ordered all the warriors it controlled to launch an attack..."

Lin Zhengtang's speaking speed increased.

"The Nanyang Alliance is currently in complete chaos. More than half of its forces, including Lanwa and Johor, have almost completely fallen, and even the martial saint-level experts within the country have not escaped unscathed!"

"The military and those controlled martial artists are locked in a fierce battle, but the problem is that they are all on their own side, and the military is hesitant to take decisive action."

"Moreover, nearly half of the Martial Saints are on the controlled side; the remaining Martial Saints simply cannot withstand the onslaught!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan's eyes turned cold. He asked, "What is the current situation at the embassy?"

Lin Zhengtang lowered his voice upon hearing this.

"The area where the embassy is located has become an occupied zone, and the local defense forces are retreating one after another. Now the embassy's own guards are holding on."

"Chinese citizens from several surrounding countries have gathered here, and the embassy is packed with over two thousand people. We are doing our best to protect them, but we are severely understaffed!"

Lin Zhengtang stared straight at Chen Yuan, his voice hoarse.

"Lord Chen, I can only hold out for a few more hours at most... I request that the country send reinforcements as soon as possible. We don't need many, just enough to evacuate these compatriots!"

"I, Lin Zhengtang, will fight to the death until reinforcements arrive!"

Upon hearing this, a flash of murderous intent crossed Chen Yuan's eyes.

What a strange bastard! He's quick on his feet.

Within a day.

Just as one seed was being uprooted in the Kingdom of Amelica, an even bigger bombshell dropped in the Nanyang Alliance.

One planted a seed in Smith's mind, while the other infiltrated the Nanyang Alliance as a puppet.

These alien races really have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves!

The methods may differ, but the goal is the same: to dismantle humanity from within.

"understood."

His voice was calm, but every word carried a chill.

"Hold the embassy and protect our compatriots. Support will arrive soon."

Lin Zhengtang felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders upon hearing these words.

He straightened his back and nodded vigorously.

"Yes! Rest assured, Lord Chen, as long as I have a breath left, I will not allow a single one of my compatriots to be harmed!"

"..."

The communication was disconnected.

Chen Yuan put away the Holy Venerable Token and patted Youying on the back.

"Turn around and head to the Nanyang Alliance."

The shadowy figure paused for a moment.

"Boss, isn't the Nanyang Alliance behind us?"

That's why I made you turn around.

Youying realized that her trip today hadn't been in vain and was very excited to be able to fight.

Without saying a word.

Its massive body drew an arc in the air before turning and flying southeast.

Chen Tianling and the other Holy Dragon Guards stood in neat rows on the back, with Shadow Blade and Netherworld Fiend crouching behind them.

Their current location is not far from the Nanyang Alliance; at Shadow's speed, they can arrive within an hour.

Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back on Youying's back.

My gaze pierced through the night, looking south.

The night wind howled.

His robes fluttered in the wind, but he remained completely still.

To infiltrate the human race, first undermine it from within, and then launch a pincer attack from both inside and outside once the will of Earth collapses.

That's a clever plan.

pity.

Whether it was the seed in Smith's mind or the infiltration of the Nanyang Alliance, it was all shattered.

Since we've already stumbled upon it.

Then don't blame him for being impolite!

With its speed maximized, the purple behemoth streaked across the night sky like a shooting star, hurtling toward the South Seas Alliance.

......

Nanyang Alliance, Lanwa State, Po Sa State.

Deep within the fissure disguised as a small celestial cave, the air was almost stagnant in the hazy space.

The Mind Flayer hovered in mid-air, its eerie green pupils flickering uncertainly.

Several figures were standing behind it.

There were winged creatures covered in bone armor, mist demons whose lower bodies were made of smoke, and a scaled beast whose size had shrunk to three meters but whose aura of malevolence was almost solidified.

The lowest cultivation level was mid-stage ninth rank, and the highest was a winged race member who was half-step tenth rank.

now.

The crack was so quiet that only the sound of surging energy could be heard.

The Mind Flayer's eerie green pupils contracted slightly, and its voice was hoarse and low: "I still underestimated these native inhabitants of Earth."

It raised its withered, twig-like fingers and rubbed its temples.

The plan was progressing smoothly, having infiltrated most of the Nanyang Alliance and taken control of nearly half of the Martial Saint's high-ranking officials.

From Lanwa to Johor, from the military to the political arena, the infiltration proceeded layer by layer, with virtually no obstacles...

If given another half month, the entire Nanyang Alliance will quietly become their puppet.

As a result, while he was controlling the king of Jinjia Kingdom, he was interrupted by a passing martial saint.

Just one last step...