Immortal Martial Emperor

The calm voice instantly became the focus of the entire Windbreak Pavilion.

Whether they were powerhouses from the Southern Ten Nations Alliance or the Snake Alliance, everyone’s attention was fixed on Hong Yu.

The only difference was their respective expressions and moods.

The powerhouses of the Southern Ten Nations Alliance were filled with excitement, fervor, and adoration.

Within the Southern Ten Nations, Hong Yu was an immortal monument, a legend that no one could surpass.

Even after a year, the tales of his impact and shocking feats were still on everyone’s lips throughout the Southern Ten Nations Alliance.

Rising from obscurity, he had carved out a world for himself step by step with his own two hands.

He rose against the odds at the Grand Martial Tournament of All Clans to seize first place!

In the Cyan Nether Sword Sect’s Outer Sect advancement, he suppressed countless geniuses with his overwhelming power, even contending with the prodigies of the inner sect, to become the greatest victor of the trial!

During the challenge for the position of True Disciple, he faced a genius the likes of which hadn’t been seen in a hundred years, yet still displayed unparalleled strength, crushing all opposition to take the top spot!

He faced the suppression of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect’s former Sect Leader and Hong Renjie, and the malicious schemes of venomous Elders.

With the long spear in his hand, he fought to carve out his own sky, overthrowing their wicked rule.

「After leaving the Cyan Nether Sword Sect.」

His legends grew more incredible with each telling. In the Qin Kingdom, he transformed like a fish into a dragon, becoming its foremost figure.

He even stormed the Guiyuan Sect all by himself.

He practically crippled the massive Sect that even the Qin Kingdom was helpless against.

Afterward, he participated in the Ten Kingdoms Martial Tournament.

At the tournament, before the Dragon Sealing Platform, he slew numerous prodigies from the Dragon Rankings and ultimately took the crown.

He then charged back to the Cyan Nether Sword Sect, swept away the remaining evil forces, and restored the Sect’s supreme glory and limitless future.

In the year that followed, the Cyan Nether Sword Sect truly became the number one sect in the Southern Ten Nations.

They boasted a full five Primordial Embryo Realm Powerhouses!

All of this was thanks to the young man before them!

The young man who constantly created miracles!

His name was Hong Yu.

Even though the ones sent by the Southern Ten Nations Alliance this time were all Celestial Prides, not one of them dared show the slightest disrespect or contempt when facing Hong Yu.

Feng Xue Xin, having escaped disaster, let out a sigh of relief. He looked at the young man in the air, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "You’re finally here. If you’d taken any longer, your big brother here would’ve been a goner!"

"Hahaha, Brother Feng, you’re just joking. Even if I hadn’t come, you would’ve had a way to deal with this bunch of nobodies!" Hong Yu laughed heartily, completely disregarding the people from the Snake Alliance.

「In the valley.」

Hearing this, the faces of the Snake Alliance powerhouses turned ashen.

A grim light flickered in the mysterious Alliance Leader’s pair of triangular eyes.

The Snake Alliance was his life’s work.

He had poured decades of effort into building it to its current status.

Even in the Outer City of the Xiahuang Ancient Kingdom, the Snake Alliance was a name that struck fear into countless hearts.

As the old saying goes, a one-time thief isn’t scary; what’s scary is a thief who never stops plotting against you.

While the Snake Alliance’s combat prowess wasn’t the greatest, their ruthlessness was a major headache for everyone. Like vipers, they would stop at nothing to get revenge for even the smallest perceived slight.

Provoked a stronger enemy they couldn’t defeat? The Snake Alliance would break up its forces, then resort to poisoning, assassinations, and other such methods to deal with the powerhouse’s family and clansmen.

Because of this, while the Snake Alliance became infamous, they also gained a fearsome reputation, one that could stop children from crying at night.

And now, Hong Yu had called them a bunch of nobodies?

This was undoubtedly trampling on the pride and decades of hard work he had poured into his creation.

The Snake Alliance’s Alliance Leader stared coldly at Hong Yu, a sinister and ferocious glint in his eyes. "So you’re Hong Yu? Heheheh, the mission my superiors gave me—to annihilate these people from the Southern Ten Nations Alliance—was because of you. I was wondering what kind of great figure could make that esteemed lord mobilize so many forces. To think it was just a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you."

"And you’re the Alliance Leader of the bullshit Snake Alliance?" Hong Yu said flatly.

"Hmph, you have a foul mouth, boy. Didn’t your parents teach you to be more polite when speaking to your elders?"

the Alliance Leader of the Snake Alliance said coldly.

The scar-faced man at the side had already stabilized his injuries, but his right hand was now missing. He stared at Hong Yu and Feng Xue Xin with venomous eyes.

Feng Xue Xin had cut off his arm.

The Alliance Leader had acted to avenge him, but Hong Yu ruined it. Naturally, he was filled with resentment. "This is our Snake Alliance’s Alliance Leader, Python Dragon, a mighty Early-stage Primordial Spirit Realm Powerhouse. How dare you insult my Snake Alliance! Boy, you’re dead."

"A useless cripple who lost an arm dares to run his mouth in front of me?"

A cold glint flashed in Hong Yu’s eyes.

He suddenly activated Electric Flash.

His figure vanished into thin air.

"HISS!"

Everyone gasped, unable to believe their eyes.

"Where did he go? Where is he?"

"What kind of technique is that? He just vanished?"

"My heavens, I’m afraid not even a Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse has such an ability, right?"

"This Hong Yu is truly worthy of being someone who can fight against Unparalleled True Dragons like Zhang Weilong and Xiahuang Dun. He’s terrifying!"

The crowd of powerhouses was amazed.

The Snake Alliance’s Leader, Python Dragon, was also startled. He focused his mind, sending his Primordial Spirit Power surging out as he stared intently at his surroundings.

「The next moment...」

Python Dragon spun around abruptly and, without a word, thrust his palm forward.

In that empty spot, Hong Yu’s figure had just materialized, only to be met by a fierce Palm Light.

Hong Yu let out a surprised sound. "As expected of a Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse, to be able to find my position. However, you’re a step too slow!"

"Hm?"

Python Dragon was taken aback.

Then, his expression changed drastically.

Where Hong Yu had stood, his figure was already fading away. It was clearly just an afterimage.

Just as the palm was about to strike empty air, a dark figure was thrown out, colliding right with the palm strike.

"BANG!"

Thunder cracked in his palm. How terrifying was the power of an Early-stage Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse?

The dark figure, as if struck by lightning, swelled up like an inflating balloon. Horrifying bloody cracks spread across its body.

"BOOM!"

A bloody light erupted. Gore and viscera rained down in a gruesome shower.

A large head rolled across the ground, coming to a stop at Python Dragon’s feet.

The corner of Python Dragon’s eye twitched.

He could clearly see that the head on the ground was that of his Vice Alliance Leader, Scarface.

Not only had Hong Yu dodged Python Dragon’s furious blow, but he had also subdued Scarface and thrown him into the path of the attack, causing him to die horribly at his own leader’s hand.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Truly worthy of the Snake Alliance. You can even kill your own Vice Alliance Leader without batting an eye. Impressive!" Hong Yu said with a slight smile.

Python Dragon gritted his teeth, a grinding sound filling the air.

He was overcome with rage.

"Good, very good! What a Hong Yu! If I, this seat, do not take your life today, I will write my name backward!"

The roar had barely faded.

A ferocious, giant snake—a Mystical Dharma Aspect—had already condensed behind Python Dragon.

This black serpent was incredibly sinister. Its pair of eyes, each the size of a fist, shone with a grim, eerie light.

"HISS!"

The giant snake Dharma Aspect opened its cavernous mouth and lunged forward to bite.

Hong Yu appeared calm and unbothered, but inwardly he was grave and focused.

His opponent was, after all, in the Primordial Spirit Realm—a master capable of solidifying a Mystical Illusion into a Mystical Dharma Aspect. He absolutely could not afford the slightest lapse in concentration.

"Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant!"

A colossal Demon Elephant condensed behind Hong Yu.

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant was immense, a full fifty meters tall. Its four legs, like steel pillars, seemed capable of stomping a Primordial Embryo Realm Powerhouse to death with a single step.

"WHOOSH!"

Its trunk swept out, moving like the body of a dragon, powerful enough to shatter mountains.

"HISSS!"

The black serpent let out a series of low hisses.

One could see a trace of fear for the Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant in its eyes, but under Python Dragon’s control, it had no choice but to brace itself and rise up.

This black serpent was a Mandala Snake.

It was an extremely venomous species of snake.

This was the very path of the Martial Dao that Python Dragon walked, formed by comprehending a venomous Mystical Technique and condensing it into a Dharma Aspect.

"HISSS!"

The snake reared up, its body reaching a height of over sixty meters.

"ROAR!"

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant let out a furious roar, clearly displeased that the Mandala Snake’s Dharma Aspect dared to meet its gaze.

Even though it was only a Mystical Illusion and not yet a Mystical Dharma Aspect,

the majesty of a peerless Divine Beast like the Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant would not tolerate any offense or blasphemy.

"Snake’s Destruction of the World!"

Python Dragon let out a low roar.

He swung his arm through the air, and the Mandala Snake’s massive tail instantly merged with the shadow of his fist, sweeping across like a steel whip.

The WHOOSH of it tearing through the air was enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

It felt as if space itself would be shattered by this one punch.

Hong Yu’s cold eyes shifted. "Great Destruction Fist!"

Facing a Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse, Hong Yu would absolutely not give his opponent any openings. Otherwise, he himself could very well be the one to be defeated and killed.

Nine rays of light from the Great Destruction Fist overlapped and condensed.

The converging fist shadow was incredibly terrifying, truly capable of blasting open the void and annihilating a portion of space.

The powerhouses of the Snake Alliance showed surprise, clearly not expecting Hong Yu to be so formidable.

But they had blind faith in Python Dragon. "The Alliance Leader will definitely win!"

"That’s right, the Alliance Leader is a mighty Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse! A mere Hong Yu is no match for him!"

"Within ten moves, Hong Yu will surely be slain by the Alliance Leader!"

...

Feng Xue Xin’s eyes flickered with a strange light. "Is this Hong Yu’s current strength?"

’How terrifying.’

Luoo Xiaoguai, once the number one disciple of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect, had a look of shock on her face. She couldn’t believe that Hong Yu, who had been like an ant before her just a year or two ago, had already grown to such a degree.

She swallowed and muttered to herself, "I feel like that single punch could have blasted me to pieces!"

"He’s truly incredible. He’s even stronger than he was a year ago!"

The one who spoke was Jian Chen.

Jian Chen, one of the Four True Dragons from the Southern Ten Nations Martial Tournament of years past, an unparalleled Sword Cultivator.

Over the past year, his strength had also improved significantly.

Even though he was confident he could put up a fight against Feng Xue Xin, when facing Hong Yu, he felt a sense of despair. He gave a bitter smile. "Hong Yu is too strong. I’m afraid that within our Southern Ten Nations Alliance, only Yao Yueye can keep up with him."

At the mention of Yao Yueye,

everyone fell silent, a hint of excitement and anticipation in the air.

Just how strong was this number one prodigy who had been pulled down from his divine pedestal by Hong Yu?

Everyone was incredibly eager to find out!

He and Hong Yu still had an agreement to settle things on the stage of the True Dragon War!

Of course...

for now, everyone’s main concern was still the outcome of the battle between Hong Yu and Python Dragon.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Hong Yu and Python Dragon’s attacks finally collided.

In that instant, a brilliant flash of light filled their vision, as if two dazzling suns had collided in the void. It was so bright that no one could keep their eyes open, yet they were all desperately awaiting the result.

When the brilliant light finally faded,

the moment everyone forced their eyes open, they saw a figure turn into a streak of light, flying backward in a sorry state...