High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

The moment the light exploded, the world changed color.

The sky, stretching for hundreds of miles, transformed from a hazy, chaotic gray into a blindingly bright day!

The light was too intense.

It was as if a sun had exploded in the void, banishing every inch of darkness.

Giant waves surged on the sea surface, the fish below the surface were instantly wiped out, and the spiritual energy in the air vibrated wildly.

Chen Yuan stood in the center of the God-Slaying Sword Formation, surrounded by countless golden array patterns.

Those array patterns were like chains, firmly protecting him in the safest position.

His clone stood in front of him.

His broad back shielded him from most of the impact of the self-destruction.

The four-colored longswords hovered beside Chen Yuan.

The sword flashed with a chilling aura of killing intent.

far away.

Di Wudao's body was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

It tumbled and somersaulted countless times in the air before finally managing to regain its balance.

Most of the feathers on its wings had fallen off, and the remaining ones were charred, curled, and smelled burnt.

Covered in blood.

The purplish-gold blood seeped continuously from the wound, dripping onto the sea surface. Each drop contained extremely pure energy, causing the sea surface to explode into tiny splashes.

Di Wudao looked down at the Emperor Dao Sword in his hand.

This divine weapon, which had been with it for tens of thousands of years, now had several more shocking cracks on its blade.

Some cracks extend from the tip of the sword all the way to the guard, while others run across the entire blade, almost cutting the sword in half.

The light on the sword was much dimmer than before; the once dazzling divine light was now reduced to a faint halo, like a candle flickering in the wind.

His imperial armor was also tattered and worn.

The breastplate was broken, the shoulder armor was cracked, and most of the armor plates on the leg guards had fallen off.

Several parts were completely shattered, revealing bloody and mangled wounds underneath.

The wounds were so deep that the bone was visible, and the purplish-gold bones were covered with fine cracks. The powerful life force within him wanted to heal them, but it was suppressed by the force attached to them!

The Imperial Shield had completely lost its luster.

The divine runes on the shield all went out, and the defensive treasure that could originally withstand a blow from a true god has now become a piece of scrap iron.

obsolete.

"Again."

Chen Yuan raised his hand, and the four-colored longswords condensed once again.

Emperor Wudao gritted his teeth and met the challenge head-on.

The two swords clashed again in the void.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

With each collision, Di Wudao was knocked back hundreds of meters, more cracks appeared on the Emperor Dao Sword, and Di Wudao's aura weakened.

The more it fought, the more desperate it became.

What kind of sword is this?

What kind of formation is this?

It has burned the life essence of millions of its people and temporarily broken through to the True God Realm.

Yet they were still being overwhelmed by this sword formation!

The power of that four-colored longsword was terrifying.

It was incredibly sharp, each strike causing its internal organs to churn!

Even more terrifying.

The power of this sword formation seems to be limitless!

It had already given it its all, but Chen Yuan still seemed completely at ease.

The fourth sword strike.

The Emperor's Sword was shaken and flew out of his hand.

The fifth sword.

The Imperial Armor shattered completely, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

The sixth sword.

Di Wudao was struck in the chest by a sword, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

The purplish-gold blood sprayed an arc in the air.

Di Wudao barely managed to steady himself.

He was covered in blood and his breath was extremely weak.

It looked at the four-colored longsword flying towards it again, its eyes filled with despair and resentment.

Why?

Why would a native of Earth be so powerful?!

It had clearly crushed the will of the blue planet and was poised for victory.

It clearly sacrificed a million-strong army and eight elders to elevate its strength to the True God realm.

But we still couldn't beat them.

It still couldn't defeat this human whose cultivation level was lower than its own.

Di Wudao gripped the cracked Didao Sword tightly, his dark golden vertical pupils fixed on Chen Yuan.

"Chen Yuan!"

Its voice was so hoarse it didn't sound human.

"These things on you, this sword, this formation..."

"This is absolutely something that no native Earthling could possess!"

"Who exactly are you?!"

Chen Yuan stood in the center of the formation, his tone calm.

"Who I am is not important; what's important is that you should get going."

He raised his hand.

The four-colored longswords flew out again.

Di Wudao gritted his teeth and poured all the last of his power into the Didao Sword.

The cracks on the sword were barely healed for a moment under the infusion of this power.

"Even if I die... I will make you pay the price!"

It gripped the sword with both hands and charged towards the four-colored longsword.

One sword.

Two swords.

Three swords.

Di Wudao's arms had completely lost sensation.

His hand split open, and purplish-gold blood dripped down the hilt of the sword.

The fourth sword strike.

The Emperor's Sword was cleaved away by the four-colored longsword, and the cracks on the sword's body spread throughout the entire blade.

Then...

"Click."

Broken.

The Emperor's Sword shattered into countless fragments, scattering everywhere.

The fifth sword.

The four-colored longsword pierced through Di Wudao's chest, and the last few fragments of the Emperor's Armor were also blasted away.

Di Wudao's body suddenly stiffened.

It looked down at the huge hole in its chest, from which purplish-gold blood gushed out.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

The atmosphere began to plummet.

Feeling his extremely poor physical condition, Di Wudao knew he was doomed.

Even if Chen Yuan stops now, it won't survive.

But it was not willing to give up.

I'm not willing to die like this.

A final flicker of madness ignited in its eyes.

"Even if I die, I'll drag Chen Yuan down with me!"

Di Wudao's body began to glow.

A purplish-gold light emanated from its body, growing brighter and brighter.

Chen Yuan's lips twitched slightly when he saw this.

"Again?"

The scene of that Protoss elder self-destructing last time is still vivid in my mind.

Why are all these gods the same?

If you can't win, you just self-destruct?

He had anticipated this move.

"Trying to self-destruct?"

"Did you ask me?"

Chen Yuan formed a hand seal.

The God-Slaying Sword Formation was operating at full power, and countless array patterns emerged from the void, tightly binding Di Wudao.

The array patterns dug into its flesh, suppressing the self-destruct energy that was rapidly gathering within its body.

At the same time, the four-colored longswords flew out again.

This time, they'll go straight for Emperor Wudao's head.

Di Wudao struggled desperately, trying to detonate the energy within his body before being killed.

But those array patterns were wrapped too tightly.

Moreover, the God-Slaying Sword Formation is not an ordinary god-level formation!

It can't move at all.

The energy from the self-destruction was suppressed by the array patterns, slowing its convergence by more than ten times.

The four-colored longswords were already in front of them.

"No!!!"

Emperor Wudao let out a mournful roar.

A flash of sword light, and a head flew off.

His dark golden vertical pupils were filled with resentment and disbelief.

It lived for tens of thousands of years, ruling the gods and dominating the ruins of countless worlds.

In the end... he died at the hands of a native of Earth.

Emperor Wudao's body fell from the sky.

The energy from the self-destruction got out of control and slowly dissipated within its body.

died.

He's completely dead.

"call......"

Chen Yuan sheathed his four-colored longsword and let out a long sigh of relief.

A flicker of excitement flashed in his eyes as he looked at Di Wudao's corpse.

"The God-Slaying Sword Formation, combined with the Four God-Slaying Swords, is even more powerful than I imagined."

Even when Di Wudao temporarily broke through to the True God Realm, he was still suppressed and beaten.

If it were a true God Realm expert, he would be confident that he could kill him even if he was trapped in the formation!

This is a really strong trump card.

Chen Yuan's divine sense spread out, covering the surrounding hundreds of miles.

After confirming that there was no threat, he withdrew the God-Slaying Sword Formation in a flash.

The array patterns scattered across the sky dissipated.

The four-colored longswords recombine into four ancient-looking longswords, hovering behind Chen Yuan.

Punish Heaven, Punish Earth, Punish Souls, Punish Life.

Four swords stood guard, their blades flashing.

Di Wudao's corpse, along with the fragments of the Emperor's Sword and Emperor's Armor, lost the support of the formation and began to fall towards the sea below.

Chen Yuan casually flicked his wrist.

A suction force surged from the palm.

The falling corpses and debris immediately hovered in the air and then flew towards him.

Di Wudao's corpse floated silently in front of Chen Yuan.

A huge hole in his chest, his head severed, the dark golden blood already congealed.

Those dark golden vertical pupils remained open, their eyes still wide open in death.

Chen Yuan looked at the corpse and a smile appeared on his lips.

"The corpse of a half-step true god from another race."

"He's a treasure trove from head to toe."

Scales can be used to forge weapons, blood can be used to refine elixirs, and bones can be used to form formations.

And the divine essence within the body is the most precious.

far away.

Just as the battle ended, a streak of purple light rushed towards them.

The shadowy figure started shouting from a great distance.

"Boss! You're amazing!"

It flew to Chen Yuan's side, its 900-meter size shrinking to 2 meters.

It circled around Chen Yuan several times, its tail wagging like a propeller.

"That birdman tried to transform and sacrifice himself, but you still managed to slaughter him like it was nothing, boss!"

"Our leader is mighty! Our leader is invincible!"

Chen Yuan patted its head.

"Alright, stop flattering me."

"How are your injuries?"

The shadowy figure raised its chin.

"I feel much better after taking the orange-flavored pills you personally concocted, boss!"

"I'd be happy to play another match!"

Chen Yuan checked its wounds and nodded after confirming that it was not serious.

"That's good."

He withdrew his gaze and looked back at Di Wudao's corpse.

"It's harvest time again."

He used his spiritual power to condense a dagger.

Prepare to dissect the corpse and extract its divine essence.

The divine essence of a half-step true god.

It's definitely many times bigger than the previous Ash Bone God!

The dagger had just touched Di Wudao's chest.

suddenly.

A voice, extremely weak, echoed in his mind.

"Please...please...wait...a moment..."

The sound was intermittent, like a candle flickering in the wind.

It was a female voice.

His tone was full of pleading.

Chen Yuan's hand froze in mid-air, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Who?"

He stopped what he was doing and immediately activated his Eye of the Void.

A pale golden light shone in his pupils.

His gaze pierced through the void, tracing the source of the sound.

After a while.

He found it.

The sound came from somewhere in the Northern Cold Continent!

Within the vision of the Eye of Void Breaker, an extremely faint pale blue light was emanating from the depths of the Northern Cold Continent.

The light was so dim it was almost invisible, like a candle flame that could be extinguished at any moment.

Chen Yuan stared at the faint light.

His gaze sharpened slightly.

"This is... the will of Earth?"