High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

The Shadow's speed is at maximum.

Its 600-meter-tall purple body streaked across the night sky like a shooting star, hurtling toward the Lanwa Kingdom.

Ming Sha squatted at Chen Yuan's feet, his vertical pupils filled with a complex expression.

We're going into the Heavenly Cave again.

But this time it wasn't so afraid.

After all, Chen Yuan's true form is here. With his late-stage Martial God cultivation and a set of top-grade divine treasures, he can basically do whatever he wants as long as he doesn't encounter a being at the God Lord level.

Less than half an hour.

The outline of Posa Province in Lanwa Kingdom came into view.

Chen Yuan stood on the back of the shadow.

His gaze swept downwards.

The entire state of Po Sa has been completely overrun.

The city was filled with fire and thick smoke, and corpses lay scattered across the streets.

The controlled warrior legion was densely distributed across various strongholds, their eyes all gleaming with a ghostly green light.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Go directly to the rift."

The shadowy creature responded and flew towards the depths of the Posa Mountain area.

As soon as we entered the mountainous area, the anti-aircraft weapons on the ground opened fire.

Missiles, energy beams, and spirit projectiles rained down on the purple behemoth in the sky from all directions.

It was as dense as a torrential rain.

The shadowy figure didn't even bother to hide.

In the blink of an eye, a purple energy shield unfolded around him.

The missiles and beams hit the shield like raindrops on a stone, leaving no mark whatsoever.

"this one?"

The shadow's tone was full of disdain.

Chen Yuan stood on its back and looked down at the controlled martial artists on the ground who were firing wildly.

The Martial God's divine might in the later stages pressed down.

It was like a mountain crashing into an anthill.

Those warriors who were operating anti-aircraft weapons froze in their tracks at the same instant.

Then they all fell down.

He didn't die; he was simply stunned by the shockwave.

All the controlled martial artists within a radius of several kilometers collapsed to the ground.

The anti-aircraft firepower was instantly silenced.

The shadowy figure continued flying deeper into the mountains.

soon.

The fissure disguised as a small celestial cave came into view.

The crack opened deep in a valley, about ten meters long, with its edges shimmering with a hazy gray light.

From the outside, it does look like an ordinary small cave, but Chen Yuan's Eye of Void immediately saw through it.

The space inside the crack was deliberately compressed, and the energy fluctuations on the surface were also concealed by some means.

In fact, the scale of this crack is at least at the level of a large crater.

Around the crack.

The controlled warriors swarmed together like ants.

There are martial arts apprentices to martial arts masters, and there are at least tens of thousands of them.

Upon seeing the purple behemoth in the sky, the warriors simultaneously raised their weapons.

Chen Yuan didn't give them a chance to make a move.

The divine power pressed down once more, and more than 10,000 people fell to the ground in unison, instantly silencing the entire valley.

The shadowy figure landed in front of the crack, shrinking to the size of two meters.

Chen Yuan floated down from its back.

His gaze fell on the gray, misty crack.

The Eye of the Void pierced through the disguise of the crack and saw what was inside.

In the gray and hazy space.

Several figures were retreating in a panic.

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.

At the very front was a gaunt, humanoid alien with eerie green pupils.

The mastermind behind the Nanyang Alliance.

Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly.

"Found it."

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The silver-white Celestial Armor emerged from his body, instantly covering his entire body.

The armor was covered with pale golden divine patterns that shone with a breathtaking light in the night.

Since breaking through to the Martial God realm.

This was the first time he had entered the Heavenly Cave in his true form.

Previously, I would use multiple instances to exploit loopholes and profit from promotions.

Today, the main body itself is personally participating.

Chen Yuan strode toward the crack.

Shadow and Dark Fiend followed behind, one on the left and one on the right.

The moment I passed through the crack, that familiar feeling of space tearing came back to me.

It lasted only a moment.

The view before me suddenly opened up.

A gray sky, a gray earth.

The air was filled with a putrid smell, completely different from the previous caverns.

There was no lava or lightning here, only a deathly gray expanse.

It was as if something had sucked all its life out.

Shadow sniffed and frowned in disgust: "This place is disgusting."

The Netherworld Demon didn't react much.

It was used to living in the Netherworld Cave and had seen even more disgusting environments than this.

Chen Yuan didn't waste any words.

The Eye of the Void has been activated once again.

His gaze pierced through layers of gray fog, locking onto those few figures that were frantically fleeing.

Mindslayer, a winged race member at half-step tenth rank, a mist demon at the late ninth rank, and a scaled beast at the mid-ninth rank.

There were also a few weaker auras, which should be their subordinates.

At this moment, this group of alien races is desperately flying towards the depths of the Heavenly Cave.

As the Mind Flayer flew, it used its mental energy to send a distress signal to its master.

Its eerie green pupils throbbed violently, and its withered fingers trembled.

Chen Yuan is here!

That human martial god who looted multiple Heavenly Caves actually broke in himself!

And this time it's not a clone, it's the real body!

The true form of a late-stage Martial God, carrying a set of supreme divine treasures!

What can a ninth-tier being use to block it?

"Quickly! Get those six human martial saints to take their place!"

The Mindbreaker roared at the Winged Clan behind him.

The Winged Clan's half-step tenth-level expert also looked grim. Without saying a word, he issued an order through the mental network.

Deep within the Heavenly Cave.

Six figures burst out of the gray mist and sped toward Chen Yuan.

It was those six martial saints from the Nanyang Alliance who were under their control.

The highest level of cultivation is mid-stage Martial Saint, and the lowest is early-stage Martial Saint.

At this moment, all six people had a uniform, eerie green light flickering in their eyes, and their faces were expressionless, like six marionettes.

They moved extremely fast and quickly reached Chen Yuan's front.

The six holy powers erupted simultaneously, pressing down on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan glanced at it.

Then he raised his right hand and casually waved it, sending a pale golden divine power sweeping across.

Before the six people's attacks could even touch the hem of Chen Yuan's clothes, they were sent flying backward by the force.

But he didn't use excessive force.

The divine power only repelled the six people, without harming their fundamental abilities.

After all, they came to save people, not to kill them.

The six martial saints steadied themselves in mid-air and charged forward again.

Chen Yuan didn't even bother to lift his hand this time.

In the blink of an eye.

The Mirror of Conferred Gods flew out from the infinite storage space.

The ancient mirror hung in mid-air, its surface gleaming with pale golden patterns. A beam of golden light shot out from the mirror and precisely enveloped the six martial saints.

The bodies of all six people froze simultaneously.

Then, as if grasped by an invisible giant hand, it flew into the mirror.

"receive."

Chen Yuan spoke in a flat tone.

The six figures vanished from the mirror in an instant.

The Mirror of Conferred Gods trembled slightly and flew back into Chen Yuan's hand.

All six martial saints were suppressed.

Chen Yuan put the God-Sealing Mirror back into his storage space and continued chasing forward.

Shadow followed behind, its small eyes filled with regret.

It wanted to fight, but the boss just waved his hand and it was all over.

The Netherworld Demons were not surprised at all.

Even a half-step tenth-level being like this was easily suppressed by Chen Yuan, let alone these early and mid-stage Martial Saints.

Go deeper.

Along the way, alien races kept emerging from the gray fog in an attempt to stop them.

They come in different forms: seventh-order, eighth-order, and ninth-order.

Some were covered in bone armor, some looked like a moving cloud of smoke, and some had seven or eight tentacles.

Chen Yuan kept walking.

The Nine Netherworld Mystic Water surged from his palm, transforming into a long black river that flowed around his body.

Before the alien races that rushed up could even get close, they were swept away by the black river.

Scales and armor shattered, bones and flesh separated.

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

There wasn't even time to let out a scream.

The road was littered with the corpses of foreign tribes.

They flew for a while longer.

A defensive formation appeared ahead.

A hazy, gray light barrier stretched across the canyon, completely blocking the way forward.

The formation is a top-tier ninth-order formation, which is quite high in quality.

Chen Yuan glanced at it.

Raise your hand.

He threw a punch.

A pale golden fist imprint slammed into the light shield.

"Click."

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

Keep going.

They encountered two more formations.

One is a top-tier ninth-order item, and the other is a half-step god-level item.

Chen Yuan always landed a punch.

Everything was blasted to pieces.

He had a complete understanding of the divine-level formations in his mind, and he could see through their weaknesses at a glance.

There's no need to painstakingly crack it; just demolish it by force.

At the end of the canyon.

A palace formed from condensed gray mist came into view.

The palace floated in mid-air, surrounded by dozens of floating stones of various sizes.

This is the lair of those alien races.

Chen Yuan stopped in his tracks.

He could sense an aura, no weaker than his own, awakening deep within the palace!

That aura was cold and decaying, originating from the same source as the Mind Flayer, but many times stronger.

Late stage of Martial God.

He reached the same level as me.

Just then.

The palace gates slowly opened.

An immense pressure surged out from inside the door, sweeping outwards in all directions like a flood bursting its banks.

The surrounding gray fog was scattered by this oppressive force, and even the air trembled.

A figure emerged from the palace.

It is humanoid and over two meters tall.

Its skin is grayish-white, covered with fine lines, like a dried-up riverbed.

The pupils are a dark green color.

It was a deeper color than the Mind Flayer, almost solidifying.

It has two curved horns on its head.

The tips of the corners gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

It was surrounded by a thick gray mist, within which countless twisted faces could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing.

Late stage of the tenth rank, the master of this celestial cave.

Ash Bone God.

It stood on the floating stone in front of the palace gate, its eerie green pupils staring down at Chen Yuan, and a slow crack appeared at the corner of its mouth.

"Chen Yuan".

The deep sound echoed throughout the space.

"I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep."

Its gaze swept over Chen Yuan, then looked at Youying and Mingsha behind him, and the smile on its lips grew wider and wider.

"At the late stage of Martial God, two beasts of the ninth rank or higher can indeed roam freely in a small world like Blue Star."

The Gray Bone God paused.

A flicker of excitement flashed in his dark green pupils.

"But have you forgotten that this is inside the Heavenly Cave, my home turf!"

"Without the suppression of the Blue Star's will, I can unleash the full power of a late-stage Martial God."

"And you..."

Its voice carried a hint of mockery.

"A native who barely broke through to the Martial God realm only through the infusion of the will of Earth, without the advantage of home ground, what do you have to fight me with?"

The Ash Bone God raised his right hand.

Gray mist condensed in his palm, transforming into a long, gray-white spear.

The spear was wrapped with countless tiny, eerie green threads, which writhed like living things and exuded a chilling aura.

"Now that you're in, don't even think about leaving."

It gripped its spear and pointed it at Chen Yuan.

"I will accept your soul and body."

His eerie green pupils were filled with greed.

Its cultivation technique requires devouring a large number of divine souls; the more powerful the divine soul, the better the effect.

To it, the soul of a late-stage Martial God was just a walking piece of fat meat!

As long as it devours Chen Yuan's soul.

Its speed in breaking through to the peak of the tenth rank will be greatly improved!

At that time, even the god lord of the gods will be able to stand on equal footing with it!

The more Ash Bone God thought about it, the more excited he became.

The gray mist around him churned even more violently.

Chen Yuan stood in the canyon, looking up at the domineering figure on the floating rock.

His expression remained unchanged.

He sensed the other person's presence.

The gray mist surrounding it carried a heavy aura of resentment from the spirits, suggesting it had devoured many living beings.

Its strength is greater than those of the tenth-tier rulers it encountered before.

But so what?

He is now his true form, not a weakened clone.

Chen Yuan's mind stirred.

The Dawnbreaker Spear appeared out of thin air in my palm.

Pale golden divine patterns flowed across the jet-black gun body, and the tip of the gun emitted a cold light, exuding a sharp aura that could tear everything apart.

Simultaneously.

The Nine Netherworld Mystic Water surged from his palm, transforming into a long black river that flowed around his body.

The river water surged and made a deep rumbling sound.

God-level supreme Dawnbreaker Spear, God-level supreme Nine Nether Mystic Water.

The aura of the two treasures was released simultaneously.

The air in the entire canyon seemed to grow heavier.

When the Graybone God saw the two supreme treasures, his eerie green pupils contracted slightly.

God-tier, top-quality item!

Both items are top-tier, god-level quality!

The gray bone spear in its hand was only a high-grade divine weapon; compared to others, it was utterly worthless.

But soon its eyes turned greedy again.

Kill Chen Yuan and these treasures will be his!

Shadow crouched behind Chen Yuan, looking at the domineering Gray Bone God on the floating stone, its small eyes full of eager anticipation.

It is now at the late stage of the ninth rank.

Although it certainly can't beat a late-stage tenth-tier opponent, it wants to give it a try.

"Boss, let me go up and take a couple of bites!"

The shadowy creature bared its teeth, its tail standing upright.

Chen Yuan didn't even turn his head.

"Step back."

His tone was calm but unquestionable.

The shadowy creature's tail drooped, and it obediently took a few steps back.

The Netherworld Demon had long since retreated to a distance.

It's not stupid.

Two late-stage Martial Gods are fighting. What's the point of it, a mere half-step tenth-level being, getting involved? Even a single drop of Nine Nether Profound Water splashed on it would be enough to cause it trouble.

As the Gray Bone God looked at Chen Yuan's calm and composed demeanor, the smile on his lips gradually faded.

The other party's reaction was completely different from what it had expected.

There was no tension or apprehension, not even a hint of seriousness on his face.

It's like watching a clown jumping around.

"Arrogant."

The voice of the Gray Bone God turned cold.

Without another word, it pushed off with its feet and transformed into a streak of gray light, rushing towards Chen Yuan.

He thrust out the gray bone spear in his hand.

The eerie green threads on the spear exploded simultaneously, transforming into countless tiny tentacles that coiled around Chen Yuan from all directions.

Those tentacles exuded a nauseating, chilling aura and were specifically designed to attack the soul.

An ordinary martial god's soul will be corrupted instantly if he is entangled with it!

Chen Yuan stood still.

He remained calm as the gray tentacles surged towards him.

He gripped the Dawnbreaker pistol tightly.

A spear thrust out!