High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Seeing that others were echoing him, Huang Ziming became even bolder, thinking that he could get away with anything because of the sheer number of people involved.

Looking up at the floating island overhead.

His voice was full of resentment and malice.

"Master Chen...you are a great man, we are just small people."

"But even ordinary people have their pride!"

"I'd rather leave than grovel at your feet like a dog listening to this sermon!"

He was about to continue speaking.

Those who had already landed on the island heard the commotion below.

An old, rogue martial artist sitting on the edge of the floating island glanced down at him.

I never expected there to be such an ingrate.

His eyes were full of mockery.

"You're just an ant, not even a Martial Venerable level cultivator. Does Chen Zhen Shen owe you anything?"

"Preaching is open to everyone in the world, and you have the nerve to blame others for being late?"

Another middle-aged female warrior also let out a cold laugh.

"These days, there are all sorts of people. They even have the nerve to complain about being late."

"It's a favor that Chen Zhen Shen helped you, it's his right not to. Who do you think you are? Do you even deserve to receive special treatment from Zhen Shen?"

A young martial artist from the Nanyang Alliance even spat out a curse in fluent Daxia Mandarin.

"You felt wronged listening to this down there? Then get out! We won't miss you; you're just a disgrace to the Great Xia Kingdom!"

"Like a clown, hahaha..."

Mocking voices rose and fell.

"you......!"

Huang Ziming's face turned red and white as he was being talked to, but he didn't dare to actually fight with the people who landed on the island.

Just then.

A figure appeared silently in the sky above the plain.

Chen Tianling.

He was dressed in a black outfit.

His expression was as cold and stern as ice.

He looked down at the group of people who were still whispering among themselves.

Especially Huang Ziming, who stood at the very front and had the most resentful expression.

Chen Tianling's voice was as cold as ice.

"Huang Ziming".

Three words.

The news spread clearly throughout the surrounding area for dozens of miles.

When Huang Ziming's name was called, the hair on his body stood on end.

Chen Tianling continued.

"Last week, you released a spirit beast that injured people outside Luodu City. You were detained by the Patrol and Martial Arts Division for three days. It was your father who spent a sum of spirit crystals to ransom you."

Upon hearing this, Huang Ziming's face turned deathly pale.

His father went to great lengths to suppress this matter, and outsiders had no idea about it.

How did Chen Tianling know?!

Chen Tianling then turned to the young martial artist from the Western European Union not far away.

"Will, Anderson."

"Five days ago, while traveling, I ate at a hotel on the border of Sizhou and refused to pay. I even injured the hotel's waiter. I was captured on the spot by a warrior from the Longwu Division who was passing by. I was only released after kneeling down, begging for mercy, and writing a guarantee."

The young martial artist shuddered!

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He didn't tell anyone about this.

Chen Tianling's gaze swept over another middle-aged martial artist from India.

"Bahar".

"You talk about saving all living beings, but two years ago you forcibly seized the cultivation resources of your fellow disciple in India, causing him to suffer a qi deviation and lose all his cultivation."

"Your junior brother is still bedridden and needs someone to take care of him."

Cold sweat poured down Bahar's forehead like a waterfall.

Chen Tianling's voice remained calm throughout.

But every word was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart.

After saying this, he turned his attention back to Huang Ziming.

Do you know your crime?

Huang Ziming's teeth chattered.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yuan directly dispatched Chen Tianling!

Even without Chen Tianling radiating any pressure, just his gaze was enough to make him tremble!

He forced out a hint of defiance while suppressing his fear.

"What's wrong with me saying a few words? It's freedom of speech, I haven't broken the law!"

Chen Tianling's eyes remained completely calm.

"Those who insult the true God are unforgivable."

Eight characters.

A jet-black divine power surged from his palm.

It moved slowly, like a wisp of black mist drifting down.

But that aura sent chills down the spines of everyone below!

"I...I was wrong!!!"

Huang Ziming felt the deadly threat and wanted to run away.

His legs felt like they were nailed to the ground!

His eyes widened in extreme regret. Why did he have to be so cheeky?!

Watching the black mist slowly approach him.

"No!!!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

A black mist swept by.

Huang Ziming turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Not even a bone fragment was left.

The black fog did not stop.

They continued drifting towards the young warrior from the Western European Alliance.

Drifting towards Bahar.

It drifted toward each and every one of those who had just uttered those arrogant words.

Regardless of nationality.

no matter who.

Where the black mist swept by, only wisps of dissipating blood mist remained.

No one can escape it, and no one can resist it.

In no time at all, all those who had just uttered those arrogant words disappeared.

The blood mist on the ground was blown away by the wind and disappeared completely, as if nothing had happened.

.........

On the plains.

Silence reigned.

Those who were just complaining were now trembling all over.

Some people's crotches were already wet.

Some people knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Chen Zhen God, spare me! Chen Zhen God, spare me!"

"We won't dare again! We'll never dare again!!"

They finally understood.

Who is Chen Yuan?

The first mid-stage True God powerhouse on Earth!

He is someone they need to kneel and look up to, not some insurance salesman lecturer!

He's not a guest instructor at any martial arts academy!

Who dares to speak rudely to him?

That's just asking for death!

Chen Tianling stood in the void.

His gaze swept over the crowd kneeling on the ground below, trembling with fear.

His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"The opportunity for you to hear the Word, given by God Chen Zhen, is a blessing."

"It's not something I owe you."

"Being able to listen to the lecture in the plains below is already an extra favor."

"If anyone still disagrees, they can stand up now."

Who would dare to stand up now?

Everyone knelt on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

Chen Tianling withdrew his gaze and vanished in a flash.

The next second they were back on the high platform of the floating island.

He walked over to Youying and Mingsha, found a spot, and sat down cross-legged.

His expression remained calm, as if he had just casually swatted a few mosquitoes.

On the floating island.

Zhou Qing watched Chen Tianling sit down, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He hadn't expected Chen Tianling to be so ruthless.

But then I thought about it again.

Those people really deserved it.

Instead of cherishing the opportunity presented to them, they harbor resentment and utter arrogant words.

Keeping such a person around is a waste of spiritual energy.

Chen Yuan stood on the high platform, not even glancing down at the ground below.

His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

After the surroundings became completely quiet.

He slowly turned around.

He sat cross-legged on the futon in the center of the high platform.

"alright."

His voice rang out again.

His tone remained calm and authoritative.

"Now let's begin the sermon."

above the sky.

The sun is shining brightly.

The floating island was bathed in a pale golden light.

More than 19 million people held their breath on the island.

Many more people on the plain below also fell silent.

Only Chen Yuan's voice echoed slowly throughout the entire world.