High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

The news of Chen Yuan breaking through to the peak of Martial God spread like wildfire to every corner of the Blue Star.

Light was in the eyes of everyone who was still alive.

In the Kingdom of Amelica, a young warrior brandishes his weapon on the defensive line.

"Alliance Leader Chen has broken through! Brothers, hold on! Reinforcements are coming soon!"

His comrades around him responded in unison, their previously exhausted faces regaining their fighting spirit.

Western European Union.

Pierre stood on the city wall and spoke loudly to the warrior legion behind him.

"Alliance Leader Chen has broken through to the peak of Martial God and is on his way to support us! Everyone, hang in there a little longer!"

The warrior legion erupted in a deafening cheer.

The previously crumbling defense line stabilized at this moment.

Longyuan Mountain.

Chen Yuan stretched his wrists and did not return to the cultivation tower.

He could vaguely sense that the god-king of the divine race should be descending soon, so continuing to cultivate in seclusion would be of little use.

Instead of waiting idly, it's better to take the initiative.

"Shadow".

The shadowy figure leaped up from the ground, its body expanding to nine hundred meters, its wings spreading out to blot out the sky.

Chen Yuan leaped onto its back.

"Let's go, let's go to the Western European Union first."

With a flap of its wings, the shadowy creature transformed into a streak of purple light and sped off towards the Western European Union.

With Chen Tianling and the Holy Dragon Guards stationed in the Great Xia Kingdom, there shouldn't be any major problems in the short term.

His current task.

It means to completely wipe out all the half-step tenth-tier alien races within the territory of other member states.

To prevent these small fry from causing trouble behind the scenes during the final battle.

As time went on.

Western European Union, France.

Before a massive chasm, Pierre and his warrior legion were struggling to hold on.

Opposite them was a bone demon at the half-step tenth level, over a hundred meters tall, its entire body covered in grayish-white bone armor.

With each punch the Bone Demon landed, it smashed a huge hole in the city wall.

Pierre's armor was mostly shattered, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he still stood firmly in front of the crack.

Just then.

A pale golden spear light flew in from the horizon.

The bone demon's head was pierced through by the arrow, its massive body swayed, and then it crashed to the ground.

One shot, and he was dead.

Pierre was stunned.

He suddenly looked up and saw the nine-hundred-meter-tall purple behemoth in the sky, and the silver-white figure standing on the behemoth's back.

"Alliance Leader Chen!"

The surrounding warrior legions erupted in deafening cheers.

Without wasting words, Chen Yuan raised his hand and waved it, causing the Nine Nether Profound Water to transform into countless black streams that swept towards the alien army surging out of the crack.

Wherever they went, hordes of foreign tribes fell.

Followed by.

He leaped down from the shadowy back, his hands forming a hand seal, unleashing his full divine-level array mastery.

The seal was completed in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

A pale golden light shield firmly sealed the crack.

After saying goodbye to Pierre, Chen Yuan leaped back onto the shadow's back.

"Next place."

The shadowy figure's wings fluttered.

They sped off toward their next destination.

The whole afternoon.

Chen Yuan's figure appeared in various parts of Blue Star.

The South Seas Alliance, the Black Continent Alliance, the Wilderness Continent Alliance, the Southern Continent Alliance, the Kingdom of Tianzhu, and the Polar Bear Kingdom.

Everywhere we went.

He killed the leader of the half-step tenth-level alien race with a single spear thrust, cleared the area with the Nine Nether Profound Water, sealed the rift, and then left.

Those alien races at the half-step tenth level that even martial saints from various countries struggled to defeat couldn't withstand a single spear thrust from Chen Yuan.

at the same time.

Chen Yuan's clone was doing the same thing.

The main body moves from west to east, while the clone moves from east to west.

Two figures darted through the skies above Blue Star, eliminating one by one the emerging half-step tenth-tier alien races.

The alien invasion was abruptly halted.

The reason is simple: Chen Yuan's strength is now too great.

He was so powerful that those half-step tenth-level alien races were no different from ordinary eighth or ninth-level alien races in front of him.

It's all a matter of one shot.

Night fell.

Chen Yuan rode the Shadow through the sky, heading towards a country in the Western European Union to provide support.

suddenly.

His body stiffened slightly.

A strange feeling enveloped him without warning!

I can't quite describe the feeling.

It looks like something broke.

It was as if a mournful cry transcended time and space, resounding deep within his soul.

The shadowy creature sensed this and slowed down.

"Boss, do you feel... like something's missing?"

Chen Yuan remained silent.

He closed his eyes and activated the Eye of Penetration at full power.

The gaze pierced through layers of void, looking toward the core where the will of Blue Star resided.

In that chaotic space of consciousness, the faint blue light that had been flickering had now been completely extinguished.

Only a deathly silence and darkness remained.

The will of Earth... has been utterly shattered!

The attempt to reawaken failed.

That strange feeling just now was the lament of the Blue Star's will being shattered.

Chen Yuan opened her eyes.

A rare serious look appeared on his face.

finally come.

The god-king who has been hiding behind the scenes should be descending in person soon after defeating the will of Earth.

"Perfect."

A fierce fighting spirit ignited in Chen Yuan's eyes.

"After fighting so many weaklings, it's time for a decent opponent."

He patted Shadow on the back.

"Stop, let's not go to the next place yet."

The shadowy figure immediately hovered in the air.

Chen Yuan took out the Holy Venerable Token, edited a message, and sent it to all the elders of the Dragon Martial Division and all member states of the Human Race Alliance.

"The will of Earth has been defeated, and the God Lord of the Protoss is very likely to descend at any moment. Everyone, prepare for the final battle."

After the message was sent, the Holy Venerable silenced for a few seconds, and then replies came flying in like snowflakes.

Zhou Qing's message popped up first.

"Received. Rest assured, Chief Chen, leave the Netherworld Cave defense line to me. We will not allow the alien race to cross the line."

News of the Second Elder followed shortly after.

"The defenses of Yongzhou are ready and can meet the enemy at any time."

The replies from the Third Elder, Ning Yutang, Lin Zuyao, and other elders of the Dragon Martial Division came one after another.

Each person only had a few short words, but each word conveyed a sense of determination.

Replies from the member states of the Human Alliance have also been arriving one after another.

Smith's reply was brief.

"The Thunder Defense Line is ready. All warriors of the Kingdom of Amelica swear to live and die with the defense line."

Pierre's reply was equally brief.

"All warriors of the Western European Union have entered a state of maximum combat readiness."

Peter, Amir, Chatchai, Carlos, Allen, and the other heads of state gave largely similar replies.

Everyone immediately went into battle mode.

No one backed down or hesitated, because they knew this was the final battle.

Either you die or I die!

Western Regions, Demon-Suppressing Fortress.

Zhou Qing put down the Holy Venerable Token and took out a palm-sized, light gold battle armor from his spatial ring.

This suit of armor was his trump card, which he had been reluctant to use, intending to save it for the most crucial moment.

Now... that moment has arrived!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Qing was fully armed, his entire body covered in pale golden armor.

He gripped the long sword in his hand and walked out of the command room.

On the walls of the fortress, the seal of the Netherworld Cave was shaking violently.

Inside the seal.

The Netherworld Emperor is leading his alien army in a frenzied assault on the seal.

Even if it was set up by Chen Yuan himself.

However, with the Netherworld Emperor no longer able to suppress it and his massive army constantly wreaking havoc, the seal's self-repairing speed has begun to fall behind the rate of destruction.

It's only a matter of time before it breaks!

Zhou Qing stood at the very front of the city wall, his long sword pointing towards the seal.

"Dragon Martial Division, prepare for battle!"

Hundreds of thousands of martial artists behind him responded in unison.

The same scene was playing out simultaneously on the defense lines of various states in the Great Xia Kingdom and member states of Blue Star.

Ning Yutang stood on the city wall of the Japanese defense line, her long hair fluttering in the night wind, her long sword already drawn.

Still wounded, Lin Zuyao stood on the Xuzhou defense line, his eyes fixed on the constantly vibrating seal in front of him.

Smith stood on the Thunder Defense Line, his armor flashing with lightning, while the Starshine Hall Martial Saints lined up behind him.

Pierre, Peter, Amir, Chatchai, Carlos, Allen, and the martial arts masters of all the other member states.

They stood fully armed on their respective defensive lines.

Everyone is waiting for the arrival of that divine lord of the gods, for the final battle to begin.

......

Beihanzhou.

On a desolate plain covered in ice and snow all year round.

The night was deep, and the cold wind howled.

suddenly.

A crack appeared in the sky without warning.

This is unlike any of the previous craters or fissures; this opening is nearly ten thousand meters long, like a hideous scar stretching across the night sky.

Its edges shimmered with a dark golden light.

An extremely terrifying pressure surged out from the crack!

The ice and snow within a radius of hundreds of miles melted instantly under this immense pressure, revealing the dark permafrost beneath.

A figure slowly emerged from inside the crack.

It is humanoid and over three meters tall, with purplish-gold skin covered in mysterious divine patterns.

His dark golden vertical pupils resembled two miniature suns, radiating a light that was too dazzling to look directly at.

A faint purple-gold halo surrounded him, within which countless tiny runes flowed continuously.

The Divine Lord of the Divine Race, Emperor Wudao.

It emerged from the crack, stepping into the void. With each step it took, the surrounding space trembled slightly.

Behind.

Shen Wuwang led the remaining seven elders of the Divine Race, along with hundreds of thousands of elite Divine Race troops and a million regular soldiers, as they filed out of the rift.

The seven elders, the lowest in cultivation level is mid-stage of the tenth rank, and the highest, Shen Wuwang, has reached the half-step true god level.

The lowest cultivation level among the hundreds of thousands of elite gods was the seventh rank.

This is the core power of the gods, the last trump card that Emperor Wudao used to flatten Blue Star.

Emperor Wudao stood in the void.

Its dark golden vertical pupils pierced the night sky, gazing towards the direction of the Western European Union, where it could sense a powerful aura.

Peak of Martial God.

It's half a realm lower than that, but to have cultivated to this level on this barren blue planet is already a miracle.

"Chen Yuan".

Di Wudao's voice was deep and resonant, echoing through the night sky.

"I have arrived."

"I hope you can satisfy me."

It raised its right hand and pointed in the direction of the Great Xia Kingdom.

"By my order, the army shall march forth, with the Great Xia Kingdom as our target."

"Kill any human you encounter along the way without exception."

Behind.

Hundreds of thousands of elite Protoss warriors and a million regular soldiers responded in unison, their shouts shaking the night sky.

Chen Yuan stood on the back of the shadow.

His gaze pierced the night sky, looking towards the direction of the Northern Cold Continent.

He could clearly sense that aura—powerful, domineering, and filled with the majesty to destroy everything.

Better than him!

But not in a way that makes people despair.

One can sense that this god has not completely escaped the realm of the peak of martial god, but he is not only at the peak of martial god.

In between.

Half-step true god.

"really."

Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes revealing a fighting spirit, which was pretty much what he had expected.

He now longs to fight against a powerhouse of that caliber!