High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

The Shadow fought eight opponents alone, and most of its scales were shattered.

Purple blood seeped from countless wounds, staining the surrounding sea purple.

But it did not back down at all, its massive nine-hundred-meter body charging left and right under the siege of eight tenth-level elders.

The power of the void surged wildly around it, neutralizing one deadly attack after another.

Shen Wuwang stabbed Youying in the ribs with his sword, the tip penetrating several meters deep.

The shadowy figure was in pain.

With a backhand swipe, he sent Shen Wuwang flying.

Shen Wuwang tumbled dozens of times in the air before regaining his balance, and several cracks appeared on his chest armor.

"How can this beast be so troublesome!" A mid-stage tenth-tier divine elder gritted his teeth and said.

Shen Wuwang's face was gloomy.

"It's a void behemoth, its methods are unpredictable. Don't fight it head-on; wear it down!"

The eight elders changed their tactics.

Instead of launching a direct attack, they circled the shadowy creature, taking every opportunity to inflict a wound on it.

The shadowy figure was sustaining more and more wounds, and its aura was beginning to weaken.

If this continues, it will eventually be worn down and die.

......

High in the distance.

The battle between Chen Yuan and Di Wudao has temporarily ceased, and the two are facing each other several hundred meters apart.

Chen Yuan flexed his wrists, his eyes filled with delight.

"Finally, a worthy opponent has arrived. I thought the Ruins of Myriad Realms were full of trash that I could easily kill with a few shots."

Di Wudao sneered.

"To have survived so many moves under my command, you, a native of Earth, have something to be proud of."

The two looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

It's time to get serious!

A thought crossed Chen Yuan's mind.

The eighteen jet-black clones that were fighting the purple-gold clone in the distance simultaneously transformed into black streaks of light and flew back into his body.

Emperor Wudao also withdrew his eighteen purple-gold clones.

The thirty-six clones disappeared, and the auras of the two people surged simultaneously.

The power of the clone returns to the original body.

It's far better than spreading it out.

Chen Yuan raised his hand, and the Shattered Star Bow appeared in his palm.

As the bow was drawn and the arrow was nocked, pale golden divine power surged wildly into the bow, and a silver-white arrow condensed on the bowstring.

The arrow's light grew brighter and brighter, radiating a chillingly sharp aura.

The first of the Nine Arrows to Annihilate Gods!

Let go.

The arrow transformed into a streak of silver light and shot towards Emperor Wudao.

Di Wudao's pupils contracted slightly.

It sensed a threat from that arrow; its power was far greater than the previous spear strikes.

There was no time to think.

With a thought, it took out a purple-gold shield from its spatial ring.

The shield is round, its surface engraved with intricate divine patterns, exuding an aura of indestructibility.

A tenth-tier, top-grade Emperor's Shield.

This shield has been nurtured for countless years, and it is only a hair's breadth away from becoming a true divine artifact.

Emperor Wudao held the Emperor's Shield in front of him, and purple-gold divine power surged into the shield.

"clang!"

The arrow struck the shield and its residual force splashed out.

Di Wudao felt a terrifying force coming from the shield, and his arm went slightly numb.

Before it could even catch its breath, Chen Yuan's second arrow arrived.

Then came the third arrow, the fourth arrow, the fifth arrow... one arrow after another, each one stronger than the last!

Emperor Wudao raised his Emperor Dao Shield, bracing himself against the relentless barrage of arrows.

With each arrow that struck the shield, its arm became number and the divine patterns on the shield dimmed.

When the ninth arrow struck the shield, Di Wudao was thrown backward, tumbling several times in the air before regaining his footing.

It glanced down at the Imperial Shield in its hand, a hint of shock flashing in its dark golden vertical pupils.

The divine runes on the shield had dimmed by nearly half, and the energy that had been nurtured within for countless years had been almost entirely depleted.

This bow and this archery technique are both top-tier divine-level items!

How many treasures does this native of Earth still possess?

Chen Yuan showed no surprise when he saw that the Nine Arrows of Annihilation were blocked.

This level of opponent.

It would be strange if they couldn't even handle this one move.

He retracted the Shattered Star Bow into his infinite storage space, and in the blink of an eye, four ancient longswords appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword, the Earth-Slaying Sword, the Soul-Slaying Sword, and the Life-Slaying Sword.

Four swords hovered around him, emanating a faint pressure. The aura of a single sword was only equivalent to that of an ordinary high-grade god.

But when the four swords appeared at the same time, the light on the swords became noticeably brighter, and the pressure also began to increase exponentially!

Chen Yuan raised his hand and waved. "Go."

The four swords transformed into four streaks of light, piercing towards Emperor Wudao from four directions.

At the same time, he manipulated the Nine Netherworld Mystic Water.

It transformed into a long black river and swept towards Emperor Wudao.

Emperor Wudao swung his Emperor Dao Sword to parry.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword came stabbing at it, but it cleaved it in two. The Earth-Slaying Sword came from the side, but it dodged it.

The Soul-Slaying Sword stabbed from behind, but he blocked it with a backhand strike.

The Life-Slaying Sword descended from the sky, and he immediately raised the Imperial Shield to block it.

The four swords attacked in turn, their movements perfectly coordinated.

Adding to the entanglement of the Nine Nether Profound Water, Di Wudao was caught off guard and in a state of chaos.

The more it fought, the more terrified it became!

Each of the four swords is unremarkable on its own, but when the four swords are used together, their power increases dramatically.

They cooperated seamlessly in both offense and defense.

It's even more troublesome than being attacked by four sword masters at the same time!

Moreover, these treasures and martial arts techniques are completely unlike what a native of Earth could possess.

Di Wudao forced back four swords with a single strike, his dark golden vertical pupils fixed on Chen Yuan.

"Chen Yuan, where did you get all these treasures and cultivation techniques? These are definitely not things that a native of Blue Star like you should possess."

Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly.

"Want to know? I'm not telling you."

"Or you can submit to my command, and I might consider telling you."

Di Wudao's expression darkened completely.

"court death."

It took out a small purple-gold bell from its spatial ring.

The small bell is only the size of a palm, and its surface is covered with densely packed divine patterns.

A tenth-tier, top-grade Emperor's Bell.

Emperor Wudao tossed the Emperor Dao Bell into the air, and the small bell swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a giant bell tens of meters tall.

"clang!"

As the bell rang, a ring of purple-gold sound waves spread in all directions.

The four swords that slay the gods were sent flying backward by the sound waves, and the Nine Nether Profound Water was also scattered in all directions.

Chen Yuan recalled the four swords, a serious glint in his eyes.

This bell is of high quality.

Emperor Wudao manipulated the Emperor Dao Bell and smashed it towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan brandished his Dawnbreaker Spear to meet the attack, and the two clashed once again.

Emperor's Bell, Four Swords of Godslaying, Nine Netherworld Mysterious Water, Emperor's Sword, Dawn Spear.

Several treasures collided wildly in the void, and shockwaves exploded one after another!

After an unknown amount of time, the two parted ways again.

More than a dozen cracks appeared on Chen Yuan's Azure Sky Saint Robe, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The Emperor Wudao's armor had even more cracks.

He had sword wounds on his chest, right leg, and left shoulder, from which dark golden blood seeped.

Its injuries were much more severe than Chen Yuan's; the power of the Four Godslayer Swords far exceeded its expectations!

A smile of excitement appeared on Chen Yuan's lips, which were oozing blood.

"You are the first alien race to hurt me."

"Not bad, I acknowledge your abilities."

He looked up: "But I still have to kill you."

Di Wudao's eyes were as cold as knives.

The topic was suddenly changed.

"Chen Yuan, your pet seems to be dying."

Chen Yuan subconsciously looked towards the battlefield on the other side of the shadows.

In the instant he was distracted, Di Wudao moved!

Instead of attacking Chen Yuan, it sped towards You Ying, its Emperor's Sword piercing straight into You Ying's back.

If this sword strike lands squarely on Youying, he will be severely injured even if he doesn't die!

Chen Yuan did not pursue.

He stood there, a strange smile on his face.

"Yeah?"

Just then.

A powerful pressure erupted from afar.

Peak of Martial God!

It is only slightly weaker than Chen Yuan's original body.

They rushed here to provide support as soon as the battle began, and now they have finally arrived.

Di Wudao's sword stopped in mid-air.

It suddenly turned its head to look in the direction from which the oppressive force was erupting.

far away.

A silver-white fighter jet is flying towards us at an extremely high speed.

The fighter jet's hatch opened.

A figure clad in jet-black armor leaped out from within, wielding a jet-black spear!

Chen Yuan's clone.

The clone leaped from the fighter jet, thrusting out the Shadow-Chasing Spear straight for Shen Wuwang's back.

Shen Wuwang sensed a deadly threat coming from behind and immediately abandoned his attack on Youying, turning around to block.

"clang!"

The spear tip pierced the sword, and Shen Wuwang was sent flying backward.

Chen Yuan's clone stood in front of You Ying, his gaze sweeping over the eight elders of the Divine Race.

"Eight against one, aren't they ashamed?"

Seeing his clone arrive, Shadow's small eyes lit up with surprise. "Boss! You're finally here!"

Chen Yuan's clone didn't even turn its head.

"Can it hold on?"

The shadowy figure bared its teeth.

"Yes! We could fight for three days and three nights straight!"

Chen Yuan's clone smiled slightly: "Then let's continue fighting."

He charged toward the eight elders of the Divine Clan, wielding the Shadow Chaser Spear.

The shadowy figure followed him, and the man and the beast once again engaged in battle with the eight elders.

Di Wudao looked at the dark figure, a hint of surprise flashing in his dark golden vertical pupils.

A special energy clone at the peak of the Martial God realm.

Humans really have an endless variety of methods.

It withdrew its gaze and looked back at Chen Yuan's true form, then sighed.

"I never expected that someone in this small world could force me to use this trump card."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan's expression turned serious.

He knew the other party was about to unleash their ultimate move.

Emperor Wudao formed hand seals, and a dazzling light shone from his dark golden vertical pupils.

An ancient and powerful aura emanated from its body.

"The true form of the God-King!"

Its size began to increase dramatically.

It increased from three meters to six meters, and from six meters to twelve meters.

The purple-gold divine patterns on the surface of his skin became brighter and brighter, and the purple-gold halo surrounding him became more and more intense.

What's most amazing is what's behind it.

A pair of enormous purple-gold wings suddenly unfolded!

Its wings were covered with dense, intricate patterns, each feather resembling a sharp longsword.

With a wingspan exceeding thirty meters, it blots out the sky.

Emperor Wudao's aura surged dramatically at this moment.

Although he has not yet broken through to the true god realm, he is infinitely close.

Chen Yuan looked at the purple-gold figure with wings on its back and its body growing larger, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Holy crap, this guy has a second stage?"