High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

On the main ship of the Purple Cloud Sect.

A huge Qilin flag was unfurled in the wind.

Followed by.

The largest purple spaceship took the lead, with nine halos lighting up simultaneously on its hull. The entire giant ship slowly accelerated, heading towards the depths of the chaotic star sea.

Behind.

Thousands of flying boats from the Ziyun Sect followed in succession, forming a neat column.

The flying boat from the Jade Water Palace followed closely behind, its azure light streaking across the starry sky in a long arc.

Beyond that lies the Nine Nether Valley, where a deep blue flying boat formation resembles a mighty torrent of steel.

Finally, there is the Taiqing Hall, with its heavy, azure flying boat anchoring the way, as steady as a mountain.

Four formations, comprising tens of thousands of spaceships, formed a giant dragon stretching for tens of thousands of miles in the starry sky.

From a distance, the sight was absolutely magnificent.

The purple dragon head led the way, followed closely by the blue dragon body, then the cyan dragon spine brought up the rear, and finally the dark cyan dragon tail brought up the rear.

The four colors of light intertwined, illuminating the entire starry sea as bright as day.

The airships maintained a precise distance from each other, and each one moved steadily along its own course.

The formation of tens of thousands of flying ships operated simultaneously, converging into a powerful surge of spiritual energy that even caused the surrounding stars to tremble slightly.

Just as this massive fleet sailed out of the Tian Shu Star Sea and entered the route on the edge of the Yunlan Immortal Realm.

far away.

Several spirit boats belonging to independent cultivators are traveling through the starry sky.

On the lead spirit boat, an old cultivator dressed in a gray robe was sitting cross-legged at the bow.

Suddenly, his eyelid twitched.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, looked up into the distance, and froze instantly.

"What...what is that?"

His lips trembled, and his voice changed tone.

Several young disciples nearby also looked up, their mouths agape, unable to close them for a long time.

All I could see was the horizon.

An endless expanse of light is rapidly approaching.

Within that radiance, tens of thousands of colossal ships, each thousands of feet tall, were arranged in neat formations, sweeping across the starry sky in a magnificent display.

The array patterns on the ship's hull emitted terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, converging into a thick light curtain that slightly distorted the void in front of it.

"How many flying boats would that take...?"

A young disciple muttered to himself, unaware that the spiritual tea in his hand had spilled all over him.

"Tens of thousands...at least tens of thousands!"

The old cultivator took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and whispered.

"Stop looking, make way!"

He spurred the spirit boat forward, moving it toward the edge of the channel.

The few scattered cultivators' spirit boats hurriedly moved aside, trembling like small leaves before a giant wave.

The fleet sailed past them for the full duration of an incense stick burning.

One after another, colossal ships streaked across the starry sky, the air currents they created whipping up clouds of stardust that crackled and popped against their spirit ships.

"Nine Nether Valley... Purple Cloud Sect... Azure Water Palace... Supreme Azure Hall..."

The old cultivators looked at the sect emblem on the flying boat one by one, their faces growing paler and paler.

"All four Celestial King forces in the Southern Region have mobilized..."

He felt the power of the Heavenly Dao emanating from the fleet, and the oppressive feeling made it difficult for him to even breathe.

"Hurry up! Don't block the way!"

The old monk urged his disciples on, and only after the fleet's taillights finally disappeared into the horizon did he let out a long sigh of relief.

"This kind of deployment... they're going to wage a dimensional war."

He looked in the direction where the fleet had disappeared and shook his head.

"I wonder which dimension is going to be in trouble."

at the same time.

At the very front of the four formations, in the control room of the Ziyun Sect's main ship.

The four Immortal Kings discussed their upcoming itinerary through a communication treasure.

"This speed is still too slow."

The late-stage Immortal King ancestor of the Purple Cloud Sect spoke first, his voice tinged with impatience.

"At this rate, it will take at least several months to reach the Purple Profound Star Region."

The late-stage Immortal King Ancestor of Biyue Palace also nodded.

Indeed, a large army marching is not as easy as a person traveling alone.

The Old Ancestor Youyun of Jiuyou Valley pondered for a moment.

"How about... the four of us work together to create a wormhole and shorten our journey?"

The eyes of the early-stage Immortal King Ancestor of Taiqing Palace lit up.

"Great idea! With the spatial abilities of the four of us, we can open a wormhole large enough for a large army to pass through."

"Then it's settled."

The four celestial kings quickly reached an agreement.

next moment.

Four figures exuding terrifying pressure simultaneously flew out of their respective flying boats and landed in the airspace directly in front of the fleet.

The patriarch of the Purple Cloud Sect was dressed in a purple-gold Daoist robe, and his immortal power surged like the sea.

The old patriarch of the Biyue Palace was dressed in flowing blue robes, with azure-blue immortal power circulating around his body.

The old ancestor of Youyun's gray robe fluttered in the wind.

The power of the Nine Netherworlds was as deep and still as an abyss.

The patriarch of Taiqing Palace, his azure armor gleaming, exuded a heavy aura that caused the void to tremble slightly.

The four people each occupied a corner, and after standing still, they raised their hands at the same time.

The patriarch of the Purple Cloud Sect took out a jade seal that was entirely purple, engraved with countless spatial patterns, and emanating the spatial law fluctuations of a high-grade Heaven Rank.

The patriarch of Biyue Palace took out a deep blue mirror, its surface rippling like water, reflecting the starry sky.

Ancestor Youyun took out a black bead, inside which seemed to be a miniature void slowly rotating.

The patriarch of Taiqing Palace took out a blue stone tablet, which was covered with spatial coordinates and pressed heavily on the void.

The four spatial treasures lit up simultaneously.

"Let's do it!"

The four Immortal Kings shouted in unison, unleashing terrifying spatial power from their bodies simultaneously.

Purple light surged from the jade seal, transforming into a massive torrent of spatial laws.

Azure light poured from the mirror.

It coalesces into a surging river of laws.

A dark, ghostly light emanated from the bead, spreading out into a vast ocean of laws.

A cyan radiance emanated from the stone tablet, coalescing into a colossal pillar of laws.

Four forces converged in the starry sky.

The moment they met, the entire star field trembled violently.

Where the power of the four Celestial Kings converged, space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.

A crack appeared.

The crack was initially only a few feet wide, but under the continuous infusion of spatial power from the four Immortal Kings, it expanded at a visible speed.

Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang...

The crack continued to widen, and a rich aura of laws surged from within.

Where the power of the four Immortal King Ancestors converged, space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.

"Wow...it's so big!"

On the Ziyun Sect's flying boat, a disciple was leaning against the porthole, his hands pressed tightly against the transparent crystal wall.

His mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"This wormhole... is hundreds of times larger than our spaceship!"

"Nonsense! This was opened up by four Immortal King Ancestors working together!"

The senior student next to him was also shocked, but he still tried to keep up appearances.

"What do you take a Celestial King for? They're beings capable of tearing apart wormholes in space!"

"But this is way too exaggerated..."

The disciple murmured.

"I feel like I'm standing on the edge of a well, and the bottom of the well is full of stars."

On the flying boat of the Azure Water Palace, a group of female disciples crowded around the deck railing, looking up at the huge crack that stretched across the starry sky.

"My God, there's light inside the wormhole!"

A round-faced girl pointed inside the crack, her voice high-pitched and thin.

"Are those light patterns... fragments of the laws of space?"

"That should be it! I heard that when a Celestial King opens a wormhole, he injects the spatial laws he has comprehended into it, so that the wormhole will be stable."

"That's amazing... I wish I could open a wormhole someday."

"You? Maybe in your next life."

"Hmph, who do you think you are!"

On the main ship of Nine Nether Valley, Immortal Lord Youxuan stood at the bow, looking at the huge crack that the four Immortal Kings had torn open together, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"The combined power of four Celestial Kings... truly extraordinary."

He silently calculated in his mind.

"Going through this wormhole will save at least a tenth of the journey, and we can make several more trips along the way..."

In the Taiqing Palace's flying boat formation, an outer disciple jumped up from the deck, pointed ahead, and shouted.

"Look! The wormhole has stabilized!"

A large crowd suddenly gathered around, all craning their necks to look ahead.

The wormhole has indeed stabilized.

The four Immortal King Ancestors simultaneously withdrew their attacks, and the light from their respective spatial treasures slowly faded.

The patriarch of the Purple Cloud Sect held a purple jade seal, his expression calm.

The patriarch of the Azure Water Palace put away the azure mirror and let out a soft breath.

Ancestor Youyun put the black bead back into his sleeve, his aura calm and composed.

The patriarch of Taiqing Palace re-refined the blue stone tablet into his body and grinned.

The four exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

"It's done."

The patriarch of the Purple Cloud Sect spoke calmly.

"This wormhole is large enough to sustain the entire army through. The spatial anchor point is set in the chaotic zone on the outer edge of the Purple Profound Starfield, with a deviation of no more than one star mile."

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Youyun nodded slightly.

"Then I will trouble the three of you to return to the flying boat together and direct the army to enter in turn."

"good."

"Can."

"Walk."

The four Immortal Kings flashed and each transformed into a streak of light, flying back to their respective flagships.

On the main ship of the Purple Cloud Sect, Immortal Lord Purple Cloud hurriedly stepped forward and bowed upon seeing the ancestor return.

"You've worked hard, Ancestor."

The patriarch of the Purple Cloud Sect waved his hand casually.

"It's nothing, it's no big deal."

He paused, then turned to look at the enormous wormhole ahead, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Order the entire army to enter in order. Do not crowd or push. Once you exit the wormhole, immediately rejoin your units."

"yes!"

Zixiao Immortal Lord bowed and accepted the order, then turned and walked towards the control panel.

He raised his wrist and tapped a few times on the communication device, and an order that spread throughout the entire sect's flying ship was immediately issued.

"All members of the Purple Cloud Sect, listen to my command! Enter the wormhole in one order! Do not crowd or push, and return to your ranks immediately after exiting the wormhole!"

Upon receiving the order, thousands of flying boats from the Ziyun Sect simultaneously lit up their array patterns and headed towards the wormhole one after another.

The largest purple flagship, which was at the head of the group, was the first to arrive at the wormhole entrance.

The massive bow paused for a moment at the edge of the wormhole before slowly disappearing into the dark blue light curtain.

next second.

The entire airship disappeared.

Like a pebble sinking to the bottom of a lake, leaving not even a ripple.

"The Purple Cloud Sect has entered!"

The disciples of the Azure Water Palace stood on the deck, staring at the dark blue light curtain that had swallowed the entire giant ship, their fists clenched in tension.

"It's our turn!"

Biluo Immortal Lord stood at the bow of the main ship and waved his hand.

"Everyone from the Azure Water Palace, follow!"

The azure-blue airship formation slowly started up and headed towards the wormhole along the route left by the Purple Cloud Sect.

One, two, ten, a hundred...

The flying boats of the Azure Water Palace disappeared into the wormhole one after another, like a long blue dragon entering a glowing door.

The flying boat formation from Nine Nether Valley followed closely behind.

Standing at the bow of the main ship, Youxuan Immortal Lord took a deep breath as he watched the wormhole entrance drawing ever closer.

"All troops, listen to my command!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached every flying boat clearly.

"Enter one at a time, maintaining social distancing!"

"yes!"

One after another, the flying boats of Nine Nether Valley accelerated and headed towards the entrance of the wormhole.

The moment the main ship entered the wormhole, Immortal Lord Youxuan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and the starlight around him vanished instantly.

Instead, there was an endless expanse of deep blue space.

The inside of the wormhole is much larger than it appears from the outside.

The room was filled with flowing light patterns, like countless luminous rivers rushing through the darkness.

The densely interwoven patterns of light formed the barrier of the wormhole.

The spaceship traveled through the wormhole, and the surrounding light patterns were disturbed by the airflow brought up by the ship, creating ripples.

If Chen Yuan were here, he would definitely recognize that these light patterns are the concrete manifestation of the laws of space.

At this moment, the disciples inside the flying boat felt only dizzy and mesmerized.

"My goodness...it's so beautiful inside!"

A disciple from the Nine Nether Valley was peering out of the porthole, his eyes wide open.

"What are those light patterns? They look alive!"

"Those are fragments of the laws of space!"

A senior brother who had read several manuals on martial arts techniques explained in a deliberately profound manner.

"When the Celestial King opens a wormhole, he uses his own understanding of the laws to support the spatial barrier. These light patterns are the external manifestation of his laws."

"What if the wormhole collapses?"

"Pah! Pah! What a jinx! How could the wormhole that the Celestial King is holding up possibly collapse!"

"I was just asking..."

"Shut up!"

The flying boat from Taiqing Palace finally entered the wormhole.

Qingyue Immortal Lord stood at the bow of the main ship, watching the flying boats of the Nine Nether Valley disappear one by one into the wormhole entrance, and rubbed his hands together.

"Alright, it's our turn."

He turned to look at the control panel.

"All troops advance! Speed ​​up, stop dawdling!"

"yes!"

The Taiqing Palace's airship fleet began to accelerate, rushing into the wormhole one after another.

As the last Taiqing Palace flying boat disappeared into the dark blue light curtain, the light patterns at the edge of the wormhole began to slowly shrink.

The enormous crack gradually closed, shrinking from tens of thousands of feet wide to a thousand feet, and then from a thousand feet to a hundred feet.

finally.

The crack closed completely, like a giant mouth shut.

in the starry sky.

Where the wormhole disappeared, only a faint, eerie blue halo remained.

That was the lingering aura of the residual laws of space.

It is slowly dissipating.

After a few breaths, even the halo disappeared.

The Tian Shu Star Sea has returned to its original appearance.

Empty, desolate, and lifeless.

Only a few cratered, desolate stars in the distance remain suspended in their original positions, having witnessed the magnificent spectacle of tens of thousands of flying ships just moments before.

But if someone were to pass by at this moment, they would never imagine that just moments before, four massive fleets, powerful enough to sweep across an entire star system, had gathered here.

All flying boats, all cultivators, all immortal kings and ancestral masters.

They all entered the wormhole and sped towards the Purple Profound Starfield.

Inside the wormhole.

Tens of thousands of flying ships formed a long dragon stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles in the deep blue space, shuttling back and forth at speeds far exceeding those of ordinary travel.

On the deck of the flying boat, the disciples had recovered from their initial shock.

Some people sat on the ground meditating and regulating their breathing, some gathered in twos and threes to discuss the battle situation in the Purple Profound Starfield, and some lay by the porthole counting the light patterns that swept across the wormhole wall.

"So, who do you think we'll fight our first battle when we get there?"

A disciple from the outer sect of Nine Nether Valley sat cross-legged on the ground, a spiritual herb dangling from his mouth.

The fellow disciple opposite thought for a moment.

"I heard from the elders that there are several powerful forces in the Purple Profound Star Region, among which the most powerful is something called the Azure Sky Empire."

"The Azure Sky Empire? What's the strongest cultivation level there?"

"They say it's the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm."

"Only at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm?"

The disciple who had been carrying the spirit herb scoffed.

"Isn't that just handing them over? Our two patriarchs from Nine Nether Valley could wipe them all out."

"Don't be careless. The sect leader said that although there are no Immortal Kings in that star field on the surface, there may be some in secret."

"Secretly? That's just guessing."

"It's always better to be cautious."

"Okay, okay, but be careful."

"However, I don't think it's a big problem. With the four major powers joining forces, nine million troops, and four Immortal King ancestors in charge, if we still can't take down the Purple Profound Star Region, then we might as well quit the game."

"That's true."

Similar conversations continued to unfold on the four formations of airships.

The disciples completely relaxed from their initial tension, replaced by a sense of unwavering confidence.

No wonder.

In their view, the Purple Profound Star Region was a low-level star region without a Celestial King presiding over it.

On their side, four Immortal King Ancestors alone were dispatched.

Four Celestial Kings versus Zero Celestial King.

Nine million cultivators versus an unknown number of tens of thousands of cultivators.

There are hundreds of celestial maidens and dozens of celestial maidens.

The outcome of this battle has already been decided before it even begins.

Deep inside the wormhole.

Inside the control room of the Purple Cloud Sect Master's flying boat, Immortal Lord Purple Cloud was discussing the deployment after entering the Purple Profound Star Region with several elders.

"After we got there."

Zixiao Immortal Lord traced a line on the star map with his finger.

"My Ziyun Sect is responsible for the east, Biyue Palace for the south, Jiuyou Valley for the west, and Taiqing Hall for the north."

"Remember, don't get bogged down in battle. First, find out what's really going on, and then launch a full-scale attack after the four of you have joined forces."

"Yes."

The elders responded in unison.

Zixiao Immortal Lord added another sentence.

"Also, if you encounter any suspicious aura of a Celestial King, report it immediately and do not act without authorization."

"clear."

"Alright, everyone go and get ready."

The elders bowed and took their leave.

Zixiao Immortal Lord sat alone in front of the control panel, gazing at the dark blue light patterns rushing past the porthole, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"Purple Mystic Star Region..."

He murmured the name to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I hope you...have nothing to hide."

Outside the wormhole.

The starry sky of the Cloud and Blue Immortal Realm remained as tranquil as ever.

But beneath that tranquil surface, an undercurrent is surging toward the Purple Mystery Starfield at an alarming speed.