High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Li Chong's knife froze in mid-air, his mouth agape enough to fit a fist.

The weapons of the dozens of martial artists behind them also froze, and the expressions on everyone's faces were frozen.

There was silence for a moment.

Li Chong was the first to come to his senses, his voice trembling.

"Chen... Chief Chen? Is that you?!"

He rubbed his eyes hard, afraid that he was seeing things, or that it was a disguise of a foreign race.

Chen Yuan floated down from the shadowy back.

"Who else could it be but me?"

He looked up at the crack in the sky that was still flashing with lightning, and then at the thunderclouds and lightning that had been blasted out by the lightning bolts.

In the blink of an eye.

The thunderclouds in the sky began to dissipate, and the continuous lightning strikes gradually subsided.

The dark clouds dispersed in all directions like the receding tide, and the sunlight shone down again.

In just a few breaths, the sky above Yunlan City returned to clear skies, as if the apocalyptic scene just moments before was merely an illusion.

Li Chong watched this scene unfold.

His awe of Chen Yuan deepened even further.

To be able to dispel such terrifying thunderclouds with a mere flick of the wrist—truly worthy of being their guardian deity!

He immediately reported the situation to the Yanzhou headquarters, and specifically mentioned that Chief Chen had successfully returned from the Heavenly Cave World.

Once the news spread, the surrounding residents finally realized what was happening.

"It's Lord Chen! Lord Chen is back!"

"That wasn't some kind of celestial rift; it was God Chen returning from another world!"

"Long live God Chen!"

Cheers began to spread from the edge of the square, and soon the whole street was in an uproar.

The citizens who were desperately evacuating stopped and surged toward the square, eager to see the legendary guardian deity of the nation.

Chen Yuan ignored the cheers around him.

He looked up again at the crack in the sky that he had created with his own hands.

It is several tens of meters long, and traces of lightning from the impact of the lightning rod remain on its edges.

Although he created it, it is still a spatial rift connecting Earth to the turbulent flow of spacetime.

If it's not sealed off, and something from the spacetime turbulence manages to escape through the crack, it would be a disaster for Yunlan City.

Chen Yuan took out some spirit crystals and array materials from the infinite storage space.

Raise your hand and wave.

The material flew from his palm toward the crack.

His hand seals moved so fast they were just afterimages, revealing his god-level array mastery.

The materials seemed to have eyes, landing precisely on the key points along the edge of the crack.

Spirit crystals were embedded into the array's core, minerals filled the cracks, and array patterns were etched into the void one after another.

It took less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The seal is complete.

The crack in the sky was covered by a layer of pale golden light, like a healed scar.

The light membrane flickered a few times, then completely merged into the void, and the crack could no longer be seen with the naked eye.

Only a powerful expert at the Martial Venerable level or above can sense that a spatial rift once existed here by carefully probing with their consciousness.

Li Chong and the warriors behind him were dumbfounded.

The seal was completed so quickly?

Several small celestial fissures had appeared in Yunlan City before, and each time the Dragon Martial Division sent array masters to seal them, it would take at least several days.

Did Chief Chen resolve this with just a cup of tea?

Is this the power of the number one array mage on Earth?

Chen Yuan patted non-existent dust off his hands, turned around, and leaped onto the back of the shadow.

"I'm gone."

With a flap of its wings, Youying flew towards the direction of Longyuan Mountain.

After flying a distance, Chen Yuan took out the Holy Venerable Token and edited a message.

"I have escaped and am returning to Longyuan Mountain."

Within seconds of the message being sent, the Holy Decree began to vibrate wildly.

Zhou Qing: "Chief Chen! You're finally out! That's great!"

Second Elder: "Thank God! Chief Chen has returned safely!"

Third Elder: "Chief Chen, you've worried us terribly!"

Ning Yutang: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Lin Zuyao: "Chief Chen, you can't be so scary next time."

"..."

One after another.

News about all the high-ranking members of the Dragon Martial Division was popping up in a queue.

Chen Yuan replied with brief "Mm" or "I understand" to each one, her lips unconsciously curving upwards slightly.

Being remembered by so many people doesn't feel so bad.

Messages from high-ranking members of the Human Alliance also came in one after another.

Smith's message was brief: "Congratulations to Alliance Leader Chen on escaping danger."

Pierre's words were even more respectful: "Congratulations on the safe return of Alliance Leader Chen. The Human Alliance is fortunate indeed."

The messages from Peter, Amir, Carlos, and others were all similar, consisting of polite congratulations on his escape.

Just as Chen Yuan was about to put away the Holy Venerable Token, another message popped up.

It was sent by Chachai of the Nanyang Alliance.

"Congratulations to Alliance Leader Chen on successfully escaping danger!"

"My Lord, if I may be so bold as to ask... about the six Martial Saints of our Nanyang Alliance..."

Chen Yuan was stunned when he saw the message.

Then I remembered.

The six martial saints of the Nanyang Alliance who were controlled by the Mind-Stealing Demon are still trapped inside his God-Sealing Mirror.

These past few days I've been tossing and turning in the turbulent flow of time and space, dealing with remnant souls and phantoms, as well as possession and counterattacks. I've been so busy that I've completely forgotten about this matter.

His lips twitched slightly as he replied.

"Everyone has been rescued and is safe and sound."

The message was sent out, and Chachai replied almost instantly.

"Thank you, Alliance Leader! Thank you, Alliance Leader!"

"The Nanyang Alliance will never forget the great kindness and virtue of our leader!"

You can feel Chachai's excitement even through the screen.

No wonder he was so agitated.

The Nanyang Alliance only has a few martial saints. If six of them were to be lost at once, the sky would fall.

Not only was their strength reduced by nearly half, but it also dealt a devastating blow to the morale of the entire alliance.

Chen Yuan saved not only six people, but the entire Nanyang Alliance.

Chen Yuan put away the Holy Venerable's Decree and took out the God-Sealing Mirror from his bosom.

On the ancient mirror, in the hazy space, six martial saints from the Nanyang Alliance were trapped inside, staring at each other.

The six people sat in a circle, each with an increasingly bewildered expression.

After they were locked up, they tried various methods to get out.

They tried every method they could think of: attacking the spatial barrier, setting up formations, burning spiritual energy to forcibly break through it.

The space walls remained completely still.

After several days of struggling, the six of them gave up completely and could only sit and wait.

Chen Yuan patted Youying on the back.

"Stop on that mountain peak ahead."

The shadowy figure responded and flew towards a mountain peak below.

We landed on a flat area on the mountaintop.

Chen Yuan jumped off the back of the shadow and pointed the Mirror of Gods at the ground.

A thought crossed my mind.

The patterns on the mirror surface lit up, and a beam of golden light shot out from the mirror.

Six figures fell out of the golden light, rolling several times on the ground before regaining their balance.

The six martial saints got up from the ground and looked around blankly.

Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and trees, a familiar concentration of spiritual energy, and the faintly visible architecture of the Great Xia Kingdom in the distance.

This is Earth, and they're back!

The six people were stunned for several seconds, and then they all looked at Chen Yuan.

During the few days they were imprisoned in the Mirror of Gods, they had calmed down from their initial panic and gradually sorted out their thoughts.

Their minds were controlled by an alien race, turning them into puppets.

It was Alliance Leader Chen who stormed into the Heavenly Cave, defeated the alien race that controlled them, and freed them from their puppet state.

Although I was locked in that mirror for several days, compared to becoming a walking corpse, this was already an immense favor.

The leader, a mid-stage Martial Saint, stepped forward and bowed deeply to Chen Yuan.

The five people behind him also bowed in unison and said in fluent Xia language.

"Thank you, Alliance Leader Chen, for saving my life!"

"In order to save us, the Alliance Leader risked his life to venture deep into the Heavenly Cave, and was trapped in the spacetime turbulence for several days as a result."

"We truly have no way to repay this kindness..."

His voice was a little hoarse, clearly he was genuinely moved.

after all.

Although they have formed a human alliance and are subordinates of Chen Yuan, one comes from the Great Xia Kingdom and the other from the Nanyang Alliance.

Chen Yuan didn't need to take such a big risk to save them.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"The alien race has been destroyed, and the control over you has been lifted. Go back; your families and comrades are waiting for you."

The six people bowed deeply once again.

"Thank you, Alliance Leader!"

"If the Alliance Leader ever needs our assistance, the entire Nanyang Alliance will be ready to die for him!"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

Without saying another word, the six turned and flew towards the direction of the Nanyang Alliance.

Watching the six figures disappear into the horizon, Chen Yuan leaped back onto the back of the shadowy figure.

"Let's go home."

With a flap of its wings, the shadowy creature sped off towards Dragon Abyss Mountain.

In less than half an hour.

The outline of Longyuan Mountain came into view.

The shadowy figure slowly descended into the front courtyard of the Holy Venerable's Mansion, its 600-meter size shrinking to two meters.

Chen Tianling had already led ten Holy Dragon Guards to line up and wait.

The eleven people stood in neat formation, their holy might as steady as a mountain.

Seeing Chen Yuan float down from the shadowy back, the eleven people clasped their fists in unison.

"Welcome back, Boss!"

The voices were uniform and full of energy.

Steward Zhao led the servants of the manor to greet them, each with a genuine smile on their face.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

Chen Tianling stepped forward, his eyes filled with worry, and said, "Boss, we've been so worried these past few days."

"Although your doppelganger said there was no danger to your life, we won't feel at ease until you return."

"Especially when they heard that you were caught in a time-space turbulence, Chen Yi and the others were so anxious that they almost rushed into the Heavenly Cave to find you."

Chen Yi scratched his head behind his back, looking a little embarrassed.

Chen Yuan patted Chen Tianling on the shoulder.

"Alright, I'm back now."

He glanced at the crowd and noticed that one figure was missing—it was Shadow Blade.

He knew the reason.

Several days ago, he was given a pill by his clone, and after taking it, he showed signs of a breakthrough and is now in seclusion to break through.

Shadowblade has been stuck at the mid-stage of the ninth rank for a long time, so it's a good thing he can break through.

"Steward Zhao, everyone, disperse and go about your own business."

Steward Zhao quickly agreed and turned to tell the servants to disperse.

Accompanied by Chen Tianling, Chen Yuan walked towards the backyard.

Along the way, Chen Tianling kept talking about the situation in the manor over the past few days.

The clone was constantly refining pills in the front yard, and the fragrance of the pills permeated the entire Longyuan Mountain with the aroma of medicine.

Chen Yuan listened and nodded, his steps never faltering.

soon.

He arrived at the place in the front yard where his clones were refining elixirs.

The clone sat cross-legged in front of the Creation Cauldron, storing the last batch of pills into a jade bottle.

Upon seeing the original body return, the clone's expression remained unchanged.

Chen Yuan then sat down cross-legged in front of his clone.

Two identical people facing each other create a rather peculiar scene.

The clone took out all the pills it had refined during this period, and stacked the jade bottles on the ground densely, numbering at least a thousand.

The results were brilliant.

The seventh and eighth-grade pills were all of the highest quality, totaling more than 20,000 pieces.

All the ninth-grade pills were of top quality, and there were more than one hundred of them.

The effects of the elixir cover various aspects, including improving cultivation level, tempering the physical body, nourishing the soul, and rapidly restoring spiritual power.

More than 32,000 seventh and eighth-grade pills and more than 100 ninth-grade pills.

In addition, the seven tenth-rank divine herbs have all been refined.

The clone took out ten exquisite jade bottles from its bosom and placed them in a row in front of Chen Yuan.

Some of the batches were lucky and received several critical hits in a row.

Originally, it was estimated that only about ten divine-grade pills could be produced, but the final number of pills produced was twenty!

And all of them are of the highest quality, top-tier!