High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Xia Zhenglong knelt down on one knee with a thud, and all the warriors on the defensive line behind him knelt down in unison.

"Thank you, Chief Steward Chen!"

The sound waves shook the surrounding icebergs.

Chen Yuan waved his hand.

Get up.

He turned to look at the shadowy figure.

The shadowy figure was blocking the entrance to the rift in the Ice and Snow Cave. Its massive 900-meter-long body resembled a purple mountain, completely obscuring the rift.

Open your mouth as wide as possible.

A terrifying suction force from the void surged from deep within his throat.

The ice demons, frost spiders, and ice bats that were desperately trying to escape were swept up by this suction force and flown into its mouth in droves.

"Don't run! Let Shadow Master taste what you're like!"

As he swallowed, the shadow mumbled incoherently.

"Hmm, this tastes a bit like strawberry."

"This is mint flavored."

"This... ugh, it stinks."

The alien army was completely devastated by the evaluation given by the Shadow as it devoured the prey.

They tried to escape back to the Heavenly Cave, but the crack was blocked by the shadows.

They tried to run to either side, but the shadow's void power covered the entire area.

There are dead ends in all directions.

A ninth-tier ice crystal mantis roared in despair.

"How could this happen! We were clearly in control just now!"

A snow demon flew madly into the distance.

"Where is the Lord God? Where is the divine army? Didn't they say that Earth was already ours?"

Another giant ice python desperately tried to burrow into the ice.

"It's over...it's all over..."

Chen Yuan looked at the alien army that was still struggling in its death throes with a calm expression.

He took a step forward.

The overwhelming divine might of a peak Martial God that he had been holding back erupted without reservation at this moment.

A pale golden aura emanated from him and spread wildly in all directions.

It was like an invisible mountain crashing into an anthill!

The fleeing ice demons froze in their tracks at the same instant.

Then they all fell to the ground.

The frost spider's six legs twitched a few times, then curled up and remained motionless.

Ice bats flew everywhere and fell from the sky like rain.

It crashed and pounded on the ice.

All alien races below the ninth rank were instantly killed.

Those few ninth-tier alien races that managed to escape from the shadow's jaws only lasted two more seconds under this oppressive force.

Then he too collapsed and died.

Less than three breaths.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of alien troops on the defensive line were all dead.

Not one left.

The entire battlefield fell completely silent.

All that remained was the sound of the howling wind and the "crunch" of the shadow chewing the ice demon.

Xia Zhenglong stood behind Chen Yuan.

Seeing this, my mouth was agape, big enough to fit a fist.

Hundreds of thousands of alien troops... all killed by a single thought?

Is this the power of a peak Martial God?

The martial artists behind him, who had just been healed, were all stunned.

A young martial artist rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Am I...am I dreaming?"

Another martial artist, whose leg had just grown back, was trembling in his voice.

"Hundreds of thousands of alien races, all dead?"

"Chen Shenzun took a step forward..."

"Is this even human?"

The warriors along the entire defensive line looked at Chen Yuan as if he were a god walking among mortals.

Fanaticism! Awe!

There was also a slight tremor that they themselves didn't even notice.

Chen Yuan withdrew his divine power, his expression remaining unchanged.

He flashed to the side of the shadowy figure who was feasting and patted him.

"Stop eating, go inside."

Shadow swallowed the last Ice Demon in his mouth and let out a burp.

"Hiccup... Okay, boss!"

It turned around and rushed into the crevice of the icy cave.

Chen Yuan flashed and followed him inside.

The moment you pass through the crack, the view before you suddenly opens up.

A world made of ice and snow.

The sky was grayish-white, with snowflakes falling endlessly.

The ground was covered with a layer of ice that was many meters thick, and it made a crunching sound when you stepped on it.

In the distance are towering icebergs, among which are simple nests and altars built by alien races.

A bone-chilling cold filled the air.

If a martial artist below the Martial King level enters, the sheer chill alone is enough to freeze them into an ice sculpture, without the alien race even lifting a finger.

Chen Yuan stood at the entrance of the rift, his divine sense, at the peak of the Martial God realm, spreading out in an overwhelming manner.

It covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles in radius, and then continued to extend outwards...

After a moment, he withdrew his divine sense and nodded slightly.

The remaining alien races in the entire Ice and Snow Cave total less than one million.

Moreover, they were all elderly, weak, sick, or disabled.

The highest-level ice demon leaders, numbering only a dozen or so, were hiding in the deepest part of the ice cave, trembling with fear.

The rest were mostly low-ranking alien races of the third or fourth tier, and some were even cubs without any rank.

If nothing unexpected happens.

This icy cave will soon become a secret realm where the Great Xia Kingdom can reliably obtain resources.

Those ice crystal veins, cold iron veins, and ice-attribute spiritual herbs growing deep within the ice layer are all valuable cultivation resources.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze and his divine power erupted once more.

This time the scope is wider, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred miles in radius.

Those low-ranking alien races who were trembling in their lair were all killed by the shock before they could even react to what was happening.

The top-tier eighth-order ice demon leader rushed out of the ice cave, ready to fight to the death.

Just as it rushed halfway, Kamui swept across.

His body stiffened and he collapsed to the ground.

The entire Ice and Snow Cave was completely silent.

Chen Yuan led You Ying and turned to walk out of the crevice. Xia Zhenglong hurriedly came to meet them.

"Chief Chen, what's the situation inside...?"

"The rest are all elderly, weak, sick, and disabled; I've already cleaned them up."

Chen Yuan spoke in a flat tone.

"This celestial cave can be developed as a resource-rich secret realm in the future. The ice crystal ore and cold iron ore inside are of good quality."

"You can discuss the specifics of the development with Director Zhou later."

Xia Zhenglong's eyes were filled with surprise.

"Yes! I understand!"

Chen Yuan nodded.

"Alright, I have to go to the next location. You take your men and repair the defenses."

Xia Zhenglong clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Take care, Chief Chen!"

The warriors of the entire defensive line behind them all clasped their fists in unison.

"Take care, Venerable Chen!"

Chen Yuan leaped onto the shadow's back.

With a flap of its wings, the shadowy creature soared into the air, accompanied by deafening cheers from below.

"Long live God Chen!"

"Long live the Great Xia Kingdom!"

Chen Yuan did not turn around.

The shadowy figure sped towards the next celestial cave at maximum speed.

......

Time passed day by day.

The alien races in the various celestial caves of Blue Star successively received a message that they could hardly believe.

The Divine Lord Emperor Wudao is dead!

The million-strong Protoss army was completely annihilated!

At first, nobody believed it.

They thought it was a low-class rumor spread by the natives of Earth.

They actually tried to fool them with such despicable means; it's adorably stupid.

Emperor Wudao was a half-step true god, and the God Clan was the strongest force in the ruins of the myriad realms.

How could he possibly be killed by a native of Earth?

It's ridiculous.

But as more and more detailed the information became, they had no choice but to believe it.

Crimson Abyss Cave.

Chi Tu stood at the edge of the crater, his lava pupils filled with disbelief.

"Is Emperor Wudao... really dead?"

It gripped the Nine Flames Burning Heaven Blade tightly, the blade itself trembling slightly.

It wasn't sadness, it was fear!

Even Di Wudao is dead, what can a mere late-stage tenth-level cultivator use to fight Chen Yuan?

"Retreat! Retreat everyone back to the depths of the Heavenly Cave!"

The Netherworld Cave.

For the first time, panic appeared in the dark golden vertical pupils of the Netherworld Emperor, who wanted to kill the traitor Ming Sha.

"The gods...have they been defeated?"

It has lived for tens of thousands of years and never imagined that one day the gods would be defeated.

I never imagined that I would be defeated by a native of Earth.

"By order of the Emperor, all clansmen are to retreat to the Heavenly Cave, fortify its defenses, and are forbidden from venturing out!"

Thunder Cave, Bright Cave, and other caves of all sizes.

All the alien rulers made the same decision.

They retreated to the depths of the Heavenly Cave, lay low, and waited for an opportunity to strike.

But Chen Yuan didn't give them that chance.

He carried Youying, and his clone piloted the Gale, clearing out one Heavenly Cave after another, starting from the Great Xia Kingdom.

Those alien races who retreated to the depths of the Heavenly Cave thought they would be safe once they hid in their lair.

As a result, Chen Yuan barged right in!

Crimson Abyss Cave.

Chen Yuan stood above the crater and fired nine arrows in quick succession with his Shattered Star Bow.

The silvery-white arrow light of the Nine Arrows of Annihilation blasted the entire sea of ​​lava into chaos.

Chi Tu desperately resisted, and the Nine Flames Burning Heaven Blade was riddled with cracks from the arrows.

Finally, Chen Yuan pierced his core with a single spear thrust, killing him instantly.

The alien army in the Crimson Abyss Heavenly Cave was almost entirely devoured by the Shadow, and the rest were all killed by divine might.

The Netherworld Cave.

The Netherworld Emperor hid deep within the void, thinking that Chen Yuan would not be able to find it.

As a result, Chen Yuan's Eye of Void scanned the area and immediately locked onto its location.

The four swords of the God-Slaying Sword were unleashed simultaneously, forcing it out of the void.

The four swords struck in turn, and the Netherworld Emperor's dark golden vertical pupil was pierced by one of the swords, causing him to let out a mournful scream.

Ultimately, it was cleaved in two by the four-colored giant sword.

Thunder Cave.

The Thunder Lord summoned heavenly lightning, intending to perish together with Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took out the Thunder Gathering Pestle and tossed it into the air.

All the lightning bolts were absorbed by the Thunder Gathering Pestle and transformed into a giant lightning spear.

Chen Yuan gripped the spear and pinned the Thunder Lord to the void with a single thrust.

Guangming Cave and other caves of varying sizes.

One by one, they were cleaned up by Chen Yuan.

The strongholds that those alien rulers had painstakingly built up over thousands of years were swept clean by Chen Yuan like garbage.

Natural treasures, spiritual crystal veins, and divine herbs and plants were all acquired by Chen Yuan.

......

After learning that Chen Yuan would not let them go and would even storm into the Heavenly Cave to wipe them out, the remaining alien army went completely mad.

Especially those alien races whose worlds are on the verge of collapse.

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well take a gamble!

Even if we can't kill Chen Yuan, we must make the Blue Star human race pay the price.

India (Tianzhuguo).

Molten Heavenly Cave.

This celestial world has come to an end.

The sky shattered, the earth collapsed, and magma continuously gushed from the cracks in the ground.

The entire world will be completely destroyed in at most six months.

The fire-scaled lizards living here have been desperately searching for a new habitat ever since they learned of this news.

They placed their hopes on the gods.

As long as the God Lord Emperor Wudao conquers Blue Star, they can relocate their entire race to this vibrant planet.

But now the God Lord is dead, and the entire divine race has been wiped out.

Their last hope was dashed.

The leader of the Firescale Lizard tribe is an old lizard that has lived for nearly ten thousand years.

Early stage of the tenth rank, Fire Scale King.

Its entire body was covered in dark red scales, and scalding magma flowed from the gaps between each scale.

A pair of vertical pupils burned with raging flames.

now.

It stood before the fissure in the molten lava cave, looking down at the hundreds of thousands of its people behind it.

There were heavily armored Fire Scale Warriors, slender Fire Scale Scouts, and enormous Fire Scale Beasts.

And the old, weak, women and children—every fire-scaled lizard's eyes burned with the same thing.

Crazy.

"My people."

Firescale King's voice was deep and resonant, like magma surging underground.

"The gods have been defeated... Our world is about to be destroyed."

"The Blue Star people will not give us a way out. That human named Chen Yuan will exterminate us."

It turned around.

The burning vertical pupils gazed at the blue sky beyond the crack.

"Since we're going to die anyway, let's die on the way we charge!"

"Let the people of Earth see that we Firescale Clan are not lambs to the slaughter!"

"Even if it means death, I'll take a piece of their flesh!"

Millions of fire-scaled lizards roared in unison, the sound waves shaking even the cracks in the ground.

Fire Scale King was the first to rush out of the crack.

Behind them, millions of Fire Scale Clan soldiers surged out of the Heavenly Cave like a dark red torrent of lava.

India, the molten fire defense line.

The most elite warrior legion of the Indian Kingdom is responsible for guarding this place.

Leading the group was Amir, the strongest warrior in India, a late-stage Martial Saint.

He was accompanied by two Martial Saints, one at the mid-stage and the other at the early stage.

The three men led millions of warriors, relying on the defensive line to withstand countless attacks from the Fire Scale Clan army.

But this time it's different.

The Fire Scale King personally took action.

It burst forth from the crack, its burning vertical pupils sweeping across the entire defensive line.

He opened his mouth and sprayed.

A pillar of magma, tens of meters in diameter, hurtled toward the city wall.

Amir's pupils contracted.

"spread!"

He shoved aside his adjutant and channeled all his spiritual power into the warhammer in his hand, smashing it towards the pillar of magma.

"boom!"

The warhammer collides with the pillar of magma.

Amir was thrown backward by the shock, his arms charred black.

He struggled to his feet and spat out another mouthful of blood.

A late-stage Martial Saint couldn't withstand a single move from an early-stage Tenth-Rank opponent.

Firescale King gave him no chance to catch his breath.

The giant tail swept across, sending another mid-stage Martial Saint flying.

The martial saint spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and crashed into a distant hill, never to rise again.

It has fallen.

The Fire Scale Clan army behind the Fire Scale King charged toward the defensive line like madmen.

The Firescale Warriors wielded lava spears and charged fearlessly against the city walls.

The Firescale Scout darted out of the shadows and plunged venom into the warrior's neck.

The fiery-scaled behemoth rammed its massive body against the city gate, creating more cracks in the wall with each impact.

The elderly, women, and children, armed with makeshift weapons, followed the soldiers and charged forward.

They didn't come to fight; they came to their deaths...

The pressure on the defensive line increased dramatically in an instant.

Amit wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gripped his warhammer, and charged forward again.

He did his best to hold off the Fire Scale King, buying time for the others.

But the gap is too big.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had more than a dozen wounds on his body.

The ninth-tier battle armor shattered completely.

A huge scorch mark was burned into his chest by lava.

Another powerful warrior from the early stages of the Martial Saint realm in the Indian Kingdom was besieged by several ninth-tier fire-scaled behemoths.

He fought desperately and severely injured two of them, but was ultimately crushed in the head by a single claw from the third.

The second Martial Saint has fallen.

Amir's eyes were bloodshot and filled with murderous intent.

"brute!"

He roared.

The warhammer slammed down on the Firescale King.

"Without Chen Yuan, you, an ant, dare to fight me?"

The Firescale King's cold eyes revealed a hint of disdain as it swatted away the warhammer with a claw and lashed Amit's chest with its tail.

Amir was sent flying and crashed into the city wall.

A huge hole was smashed in the city wall.

He lay in the rubble, covered in blood, unable to stand up again.

The Fire Scale King stood on the ruins of the defensive line and roared to the sky.

"roar!!!"

Millions of Firescale Clan soldiers roared in unison as they charged toward the human city behind the defensive line.

Amir lay amidst the rubble, watching the Firescale army surge toward the city, his eyes filled with despair.

"Alliance Leader Chen..."

With his last ounce of strength, he picked up the communication ring and sent out a distress signal.

Then consciousness faded into darkness.