High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

"Buzz..."

The God-Slaying Sword Formation was fully formed.

Countless sword lights emerged from all directions, enveloping the entire starry sky.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword, Earth-Slaying Sword, Soul-Slaying Sword, and Life-Slaying Sword were positioned in four directions, their tips pointing at the more than fifty peak-level experts trapped in the formation.

The killing intent emanating from each sword light sent chills down the spines of those cultivators at the pinnacle of their cultivation.

"It's time to end this boring farce," Chen Yuan said coldly, standing in the center of the sword formation.

He raised his hand, about to activate the sword formation to launch the final strangulation attack.

Just then.

"You forced me to do this!"

Chu Hongtian gritted his teeth and took out an ancient jade talisman from the spatial ring on his finger.

The jade talisman was shrouded in a pale golden light, radiating an aura far surpassing the pinnacle of the cultivation realm.

This is his last card.

Back then, an ancestor of the Chu family successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm and left behind this communication jade talisman before leaving.

It contains a phantom image of that ancestor's power, which can only be used in life-or-death situations.

Chu Hongtian originally thought he would never need this jade talisman in his life.

But now... he can't care about that anymore.

"Grandpa, save me!!!"

Chu Hongtian crushed the jade talisman and let out a roar.

"Click..."

The moment the jade talisman shattered.

An immense and boundless aura erupted from it.

That aura was many times stronger than the peak of the Creation Realm, and the entire God-Slaying Sword Formation was shaking violently!

"call out!"

A golden beam of light shot into the sky.

Within the pillar of light, an aged yet majestic phantom slowly coalesced.

The phantom was dressed in a long golden robe, with white hair like a waterfall and a majestic face.

He was surrounded by countless fine rays of immortal light, and the pressure emanating from each ray made the surrounding experts at the pinnacle of cultivation unable to breathe.

The phantom opened its eyes, and two golden beams pierced through the void.

"presumptuous!!!"

A furious roar exploded from the phantom's mouth.

"Who dares to harm a descendant of the Chu family?!"

The sound exploded in the starry sky like thunder from the heavens.

"Ah! Such powerful pressure!"

The shockwave made the eardrums of those experts at the pinnacle of cultivation ache, and several of the weaker ones bled from all seven orifices!

The phantom raised its hand, and a golden light screen appeared out of thin air.

They blocked all the sword light that was about to fall on Chu Hongtian.

"boom!!!"

The sword light collided with the light barrier, unleashing an extremely dazzling burst of light.

As the light faded, the golden light curtain remained motionless, while the sword light of the God-Slaying Sword Formation was shattered.

"Ancestor above! This junior, Chu Hongtian, kowtows to thank you for saving my life!"

Chu Hongtian was overjoyed and fearful at the same time, and even his breathing trembled.

He knelt in the void and kowtowed repeatedly to the illusory figure.

The cultivators at the pinnacle of cultivation behind him also had their hopes rekindled.

"It's a phantom image of an immortal from the celestial realm!"

"The phantom of an immortal has descended! We're saved!"

"With the illusory image of an immortal present, no matter how powerful this extraterrestrial demon is, it can't cause any trouble!"

Now that they have witnessed Chen Yuan's strength, which is so great that it seems like he is not even a peak cultivator of the Creation Realm, they no longer hope to kill Chen Yuan. They only hope to survive in the hands of this terrifying extraterrestrial demon.

Now that the phantom of an immortal has descended, they will surely survive!

at the same time.

fairyland.

In a celestial palace suspended above a sea of ​​clouds.

An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a golden robe, suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashing across them.

He was Chu Cangqiong, the ascended ancestor of the Chu family and a powerful Earth Immortal.

"A junior from the lower realm crushed the communication jade talisman I left behind?"

Chu Cangqiong frowned and probed the lower realm through the barrier of the immortal realm with his divine sense.

Then he saw something that shocked him.

Although his phantom blocked the sword formation attack, the feedback from the phantom made his heart sink.

"The power of this sword formation... far surpasses that of an ordinary peak-stage expert!"

"I'm afraid my mere phantom power is insufficient to stop this person!"

Chu Cangqiong's expression turned solemn, and he immediately stood up.

"The situation at Hongtian's place is critical; I must personally descend to the mortal realm!"

He stepped out of the celestial palace and flew towards the gate to the celestial realm.

However, it takes time to descend from the celestial realm. Even if he is a mid-stage Earth Immortal, it will still take him the time it takes for several incense sticks to burn.

"Hopefully, the phantom can hold out until I arrive..."

Chu Cangqiong traveled at full speed while silently praying in his heart.

.........

On the battlefield of the stars.

Chu Hongtian and the others were unaware that their ancestor's illusory image might not last much longer; they were still immersed in the ecstasy of surviving a calamity.

"With the illusory image of the immortal summoned by Senior Chu, we're saved!"

"No matter how powerful the extraterrestrial demons are, can they possibly be stronger than immortals?"

Man Tianjun grinned widely.

"Finally, I don't have to die! Hahahaha!"

Aoki Immortal breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his beard as he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Chu is indeed well-prepared; he even has such a life-saving trump card."

The Holy Mother of Xuan Yin did not speak, but a hint of relaxation appeared in her eyes.

Chen Yuan stood opposite, watching the illusory figure of an immortal with great interest.

"Can you still call for backup?"

He looked the illusory figure up and down and nodded.

"Judging from the aura, the true form of the phantom should be an eternal true god, which is what they call an earth immortal."

A slight smile appeared on Chen Yuan's lips.

"You think a mere phantom of power can save these people's lives?"

He raised the Dawnbreaker Gun and pointed it at the phantom.

"Old man, it would be more like you descending to the mortal realm in your true form. A mere phantom is not even enough to fill my teeth."

"Arrogant!"

The illusory figure of the ancestor flew into a rage.

Before he ascended to immortality, he roamed the Jade Purity Continent for many years, and no one had ever dared to speak to him like that!

"I'd like to see just how powerful you, this extraterrestrial demon, really are!"

He raised his hand and waved it, and countless golden immortal lights transformed into a rain of swords, pouring down on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan casually swung his spear.

The Dawnbreaker Spear, carrying the power of four ultimate laws, shattered the rain of swords.

Then he activated the God-Slaying Sword Formation.

The four swords that slay the gods simultaneously unleashed blinding sword light, slashing at the phantom from four directions.

"It's that grand formation again..."

The phantom's expression changed, and it hurriedly activated its immortal light defense.

But the power of the God-Slaying Sword Formation far exceeded his expectations.

Four sword lights bombarded him in turn, each leaving a crack on his phantom.

"His strength is even greater than I imagined..."

The more he fought the phantom, the more terrified he became.

He was merely a phantom of power, possessing only one-tenth of the strength of the original body.

More than enough to deal with ordinary peak-level cultivators.

But the extraterrestrial demon before them was far more powerful than any ordinary peak-stage Creation Realm cultivator!

Four ultimate laws, plus so many top-grade treasures, and this terrifying sword formation.

This combat power is already infinitely close to the Earth Immortal Realm!

"Snap!"

Another crack appeared on the phantom.

Seeing this, Chu Hongtian and the others felt their hearts sink again.

"No... wait a minute, the immortal phantom... it doesn't seem like it can last much longer?"

"What kind of monster is this extraterrestrial demon?!"

"Even immortals can't do anything to him?!"

A hint of mockery flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes as he activated the sword formation and unleashed another sword strike.

This sword strike was more powerful than any of the previous attacks.

The four swords merged into one, transforming into a massive sword light that pierced through the sea of ​​stars.

The ancestor's phantom desperately urged its immortal light to resist, but the cracks on the phantom became more and more numerous and dense.

"Damn it... Hasn't the real body arrived yet...?"

The phantom let out a low growl of resentment.

In the final instant before the sword light pierced him, the phantom figure mustered its last bit of strength.

An extremely subtle golden mark shot out from the tip of the phantom finger and silently entered Chen Yuan's body.

This is a tracking mark.

No matter where Chen Yuan escapes to, as long as he is still in this universe, Chu Cangqiong can sense his location.

After doing all this.

"Snap!"

The ancestor's illusory image shattered completely, turning into countless golden specks of light that dissipated into the starry sky.

The illusory image of the Chu family patriarch has shattered!

Chu Hongtian's smile froze instantly.

"The ancestor's phantom image... shattered?!"

His voice was trembling.

The smile on Man Tianjun's face also froze.

"The illusory image of an immortal... was shattered just like that?!"

Aoki Immortal's hand, which was stroking his beard, suddenly trembled, tearing off several more strands.

"Just how powerful is this extraterrestrial demon?!"

The black aura surrounding the Holy Mother of Mysterious Yin stagnated.

"Even the illusory power of an immortal is no match for him, how is this possible?!"

Those cultivators who were just moments ago full of hope at the pinnacle of their cultivation were now utterly despairing.

Some people's legs went weak and they collapsed in mid-air.

Some people's hands were shaking so badly that they could barely hold onto their weapons.

Some people had already started to sneak back, hoping to escape in the chaos.

However, the God-Slaying Sword Formation has completely sealed off this part of the starry sky.

They had nowhere to escape.

"What are you three waiting for?!"

Chu Hongtian suddenly turned his head and roared at Qingmu Immortal Lord, Mantian Lord, and Xuanyin Holy Mother, who were still reluctant to use their last means.

"If we don't reveal our trump cards now, we're all going to die here today!"

Qingmu Xianjun gritted his teeth.

He took out a blue jade talisman from his bosom.

This is a communication jade talisman left behind by the ascended ancestor of the Qingmu family in the Eastern Region.

Man Tianjun also took out an earth-yellow jade talisman.

This is the trump card left behind by the ascended ancestor of the Northern Barbarians.

After a moment of silence, the Holy Mother of Xuan Yin also took out a black jade talisman.

The three peak-level beings simultaneously crushed the jade talisman.

"Grandpa, save me!"

Three golden beams of light shot into the sky.

Three immense and powerful auras erupted simultaneously.

Within the first beam of light, the phantom of an old man dressed in blue slowly materialized.

He was surrounded by countless rays of azure light, radiating an extremely rich life force.

"Who dares to harm a descendant of the Aoki family?"

From the second beam of light, a burly, bald man's phantom emerged from the air.

His body was covered in bulging muscles, and he was surrounded by an earthy yellow aura.

"Damn it! Who's bullying my junior? Step forward!"

Within the third beam of light, the phantom of an old woman dressed in a black robe slowly emerged.

A dark, ethereal light emanated from her, radiating an aura of extreme coldness.

"Anyone who dares to touch me has a death wish?"

Three more illusory figures from the Earth Immortal Realm!

Chen Yuan glanced at it, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"The three illusory images of eternal true gods are nothing special."

Judging from the aura emanating from these three illusory figures, their true forms are all at the Earth Immortal Realm.

That is, the Eternal True God Realm.

But the phantom is ultimately just a phantom, possessing only one-tenth of the original's strength.

Moreover, he had anticipated this scene.

If Chu Hongtian can summon the phantom of an immortal ancestor, others may have similar abilities.

"Your main bodies should already be on their way, right?"

Chen Yuan looked at the three illusory figures, his tone calm.

"Then let's finish this quickly and eliminate you all before your main bodies arrive."

After saying that, he stopped rambling.

He directly activated the God-Slaying Sword Formation, launching an attack on the three illusory figures simultaneously.

The Four Swords of Godslaying transformed into four streams of light, attacking the three illusory figures and Chu Hongtian and the others respectively.

The clones also attacked simultaneously.

The twenty-seven clones each unleashed the Nine Forms of Dawn, charging towards the surviving cultivators at the pinnacle of their cultivation.

"How dare you!"

The illusory figure of the old man in green robes roared and raised his hand to unleash countless green vines.

Each of those vines contains the ultimate mystery of the laws of wood.

But Chen Yuan didn't even look at it before swinging his gun.

Dawn's Ninth Form - Dawn!

The spear tip pierced through the void, directly tearing the vine into pieces.

The bald, burly man's phantom rushed in front of Chen Yuan and threw a punch.

The fist's energy, imbued with the ultimate essence of the Earth Law, was powerful enough to shatter a star.

Chen Yuan raised his left hand and met the attack with the Sacred Ruins World-Suppressing Fist.

"boom!!!"

The two fist-forces collided.

The bald, burly man's phantom was blasted back hundreds of feet, his fists covered in cracks.

He looked down at his fist, his face filled with shock.

"This power... how come it's even stronger than mine?!"

The illusory figure of the old woman in black robes attempted to launch a sneak attack from behind.

But before her black chains could touch Chen Yuan, they were entangled by the Nine Nether Profound Water.

The Nine Netherworld Mystic Water is extremely yin and cold, which is perfect for countering her dark attribute techniques.

Chen Yuan fought against three opponents single-handedly and held his own in no way.

The sword light of the God-Slaying Sword Formation left cracks on the three illusory figures.

The azure phantom was the first to give way, and was attacked from both sides by the Heaven-Slaying Sword and the Earth-Slaying Sword.

"Snap!"

The cyan phantom shattered into countless points of light.

Immediately following was the black phantom, which was pierced through by the Soul-Slaying Sword.

"No!!!"

The black phantom let out a resentful roar before shattering.

Finally, there was that yellowish-brown phantom.

Despite the bald, burly man's desperate resistance, he succumbed to the relentless attacks of the Four Godslayer Swords.

The cracks on his body were becoming more numerous and denser.

"Damn it... why hasn't the real body arrived yet..." the bald, burly man's phantom cursed.

Then it was cleaved in two by the Life-Slaying Sword.

All three illusory figures shattered!

"What?!!"

Chu Hongtian and the others were completely desperate.

The illusory images of the four immortal ancestors were all shattered by Chen Yuan alone!

Within their respective sects, the means to summon the illusory image of their ancestor no longer exist.

This means they have completely lost their last trump card.

"It's over..."

Chu Hongtian muttered to himself, his eyes vacant.

"It's all over..."

The hand holding the wooden staff of the Immortal Lord Aoki was trembling slightly.

The Heavenly King's fist could no longer be clenched.

Most of the black aura surrounding the Holy Mother of Xuan Yin dissipated.

Those surviving cultivators at the pinnacle of their cultivation were utterly devastated.

Some people knelt in the void, kowtowing to Chen Yuan and begging for mercy, while others desperately attacked the sword formation in an attempt to escape.

Some people simply gave up resistance and lay paralyzed in the void, waiting to die.