Immortal Martial Emperor

"I refuse to accept this!"

Huo Yan stood there, defiant.

He was a disciple of Wang Ba, the Chief Elder of the Guiyuan Sect. Not only that, he was a Tier Two Advanced Spiritual Craftsman at a young age and a top-level genius with a high chance of breaking through to become a Tier Three Spiritual Craftsman before thirty!

He indeed had the qualifications to stand before Tang Long and challenge him!

On the high platform, Tang Long gazed down at Huo Yan through a watery curtain and said coolly, "Since you refuse to accept it, then you two shall compete with the Primordial Weapons you’ve each refined!"

With a sharp SWISH, Huo Yan’s enormous Crescent Great Saber shot out from the watery curtain as well.

Its deadly edge tore through the air and, with another SWISH, stabbed deep into the hard ground.

The long blade vibrated with a HUMMM.

BOOM!

Huo Yan’s aura exploded. His body shot up like a furious dragon, leaping fifty meters into the air.

Then, he exerted force in mid-air, treading on nothing, and spiraled down from the sky. The moment his toes touched down, he turned and shot toward Hong Yu. With a wave of his arm, his fingers closed around the hilt of the long saber.

With a clear ZING, the Crescent Long Saber was pulled from the earth.

"Hong Yu, let me, Huo Yan, see just what this so-called number one Primordial Weapon of yours is capable of!" Huo Yan roared.

In an instant, his foot stomped the ground.

The powerful force of the kick shattered the hard ground behind him, leaving a crack in the earth ten meters long.

His body was like a lightning Flood Dragon as he appeared before Hong Yu in a flash.

He casually swung the Crescent Long Saber in his hand.

The blade was sharp, and a piercing, cold glint of light swept out, rushing toward Hong Yu with the momentum of Sweeping Thousand Soldiers.

A cold light flashed in Hong Yu’s eyes. He grunted, gripping the Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer with both hands.

He took a deep breath, and a layer of golden light spread over him. The Holy Light Dragon Armor covered his entire body, making him look like a Golden Armored War God wielding a blue-glowing Heavy Hammer.

Golden light flowed over the Holy Light Dragon Armor.

Hong Yu raised the Heavy Hammer high with both hands. As he spun, he created a storm of interweaving blue and golden light.

SWISH!

His hands came down abruptly.

BOOM!

A Heaven- and Earth-penetrating roar echoed out.

The moment the Heavy Hammer hit the ground, it blasted open a half-meter-deep crater. As stone and dirt flew, the ground cracked apart with a grating KRA-KA-KA sound. As the force traveled, the cracks spread across the ground like an ever-expanding spiderweb.

The immense force compressed the ground, and from deep below, columns of earth were squeezed out, shooting up with a series of FWOOSH sounds to block Huo Yan’s path.

At the same time...

...the wave of light from Huo Yan’s blade was upon him.

Wherever the blade light passed, the pillars of earth were violently shattered, filling the sky with swirling sand and dirt.

A chilling light flickered in Huo Yan’s eyes. "Come on, come on! Let me see how amazing this so-called number one Primordial Weapon of yours really is. I refuse to believe my Spirit-level Extreme Primordial Weapon will lose to a piece of trash with a Spirit Level Middle Grade weapon..."

"Cyan Light Moon-Splitting Slash!"

Huo Yan roared furiously.

Myriad afterimages of the saber materialized in the air, then merged one by one into the first.

BOOM!

Cyan light flooded the area as a slash powerful enough to tear the moon asunder came crashing down.

Facing such a powerful attack, Hong Yu’s gaze grew cold. He took a deep breath. "Vibrating Rune Technique—Ice Divine Blade—Kill!"

’Hong Yu was well aware of his own shortcomings.’

’With his current strength, he could face and kill an opponent at the Early-stage Celestial Soul Realm.’

’But against a Mid-stage Celestial Soul Realm genius like Huo Yan, the most he could do was hold his own. Defeating him would be incredibly difficult, let alone killing him.’

’More importantly...’

’...there was always an insurmountable gap between the Earth Soul Realm and the Celestial Soul Realm: the Celestial Soul!’

’Even though he possessed a supreme Primordial Spirit thanks to the Nine Refinements of the Primordial Spirit, if Huo Yan were to use his Celestial Soul Power, backed by the Guiyuan Sect’s Martial Dao inheritance which was countless times stronger than the Cyan Nether Sword Sect’s, he might not be a match for him.’

’With this in mind, Hong Yu decided to use his strongest move to defeat his opponent in a single blow!’

’He also intended to awe the crowd!’

’The Vibrating Rune Technique and the Ice Divine Blade were his strongest offensive methods at present.’

’The former was a True Martial Arts Intent, something not even one in ten thousand Celestial Soul Realm geniuses might comprehend.’

’What’s more, he had comprehended it while still in the Earth Soul Realm.’

’Furthermore...’

’...the Ice Divine Blade was a Spiritual Attack, a shock to the Soul. In this world where spiritual cultivation was extremely weak, even ordinary Mid-stage Celestial Soul Realm experts would find it hard to remain unaffected by it.’

As the Vibrating Rune Technique resonated, circles of blue light pulsed out from the Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer in his hand. Each ring of blue light carried a powerful shockwave, and any single one of them was no weaker than an attack from an ordinary Early-stage Celestial Soul Realm expert.

When layered one after another, their power was on a completely different level.

Moreover, Hong Yu’s Vibrating Rune Technique had already reached the level of Thirty-Sixfold Shocking Power.

The condensed Thirty-Sixfold Shocking Power was equivalent to amplifying his strength a full thirty-six times.

’But this alone was not enough to be the trump card Hong Yu would use to intimidate the heroes of the Qin Kingdom.’

After being amplified by the Vibrating Power, the potent Mental Shock of the Ice Divine Blade was also infused into each shockwave.

’The fusion of True Martial Arts Intent and a Spiritual Attack.’

’This was an unorthodox method of attack that Hong Yu had come up with in a flash of inspiration!’

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The attacks of both men were equally powerful.

They finally collided half a meter above the ground, unleashing a terrifying shockwave of energy.

The entire Artifact Arena began to shake. An incredibly terrifying fluctuation of power kicked up a vortex of force. As it swept outwards, a mighty wave of energy blasted in all directions. This rapid clash stimulated the eight enormous Primordial Weapon Fans in the Artifact Arena, causing them to whip up swift gales of wind.

The eight gales converged in the center of the Artifact Arena, forcibly suppressing the offensive momentum of Hong Yu and his opponent.

At the same time...

...Hong Yu’s Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer also clashed with the Crescent Long Saber in Huo Yan’s hands.

It was a clash of titans.

A confrontation between the extremely sharp and the extremely heavy...

At that moment, the entire Artifact Arena shook, and a jaw-dropping storm of energy swept out once more.

Everyone held their breath.

In this clash between the first and second place Primordial Weapons of this year’s Youth Spiritual Craftsman Competition, who would prove stronger?

The stalemate lasted for a full ten seconds.

KRA-KA-KA!

Suddenly, the sound of cracking could be heard.

Each crack was met with a collective gasp from the crowd.

It seemed as if every fracture tugged at everyone’s heartstrings.

"If this is all you’ve got, then I’ll be taking that first place prize!" Huo Yan sneered.

He poured Elemental Power from his body into the Primordial Weapon Long Saber.

The Spirit Array Runes inscribed on the long saber suddenly erupted with bursts of cyan light. With Hong Yu’s perception, he could naturally tell that this was a profound type of Inscription, one that could enhance a Primordial Weapon’s sharpness to its absolute limit.

As the cyan light flared, it enveloped the Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer.

Waves of cyan blade energy battered the Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer, continuously cutting at it as if trying to pulverize it completely.

Hong Yu’s eyes were icy as he took a deep breath.

A dark blue light flashed across the Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer in his hand.

That was a Spirit Array Rune that had been enhanced by the Ice Divine Blade and refined through special means.

The dark blue light condensed, forming a black shroud.

BOOM!

The cyan and black light collided.

A startling chill swept through the entire Artifact Arena, as if two incredibly powerful Demon Venerables were locked in a deathmatch.

Demonic might surged!

BANG!

At last, the contest between the two great Primordial Weapons was decided.

Hong Yu was sent flying backward, and the Primordial Weapon Heavy Hammer in his hand fell heavily to the ground.

Huo Yan burst out laughing. "Hong Yu, oh, Hong Yu, is that really all you’ve got?"

"Is it?"

Hong Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a strange smile on his face.

"Hmm?"

Huo Yan froze.

Then, his expression changed dramatically.

He saw that the cyan light on his Crescent Long Saber was gradually dimming. After it faded, the cyan saber was coated in a faint, dark blue hue.

Within the dark blue, specks of ice began to appear.

The Primordial Weapon, which had reached the Spirit Level Limit, was actually showing signs of decay under the spreading dark blue light.

In just three breaths’ time, the once-mighty Spirit-level Extreme Primordial Weapon had turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"Wh-what’s happening?"

Horrified, Huo Yan dropped the long saber. He stared at the weapon, which shattered into useless slag upon hitting the ground, and was unable to snap out of his shock for a long time.

"Huo Yan, are you satisfied now?" Tang Long asked coolly.

Huo Yan’s head snapped up.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, but it quickly vanished, replaced by ferocity and brutality. "Satisfied? HAHAHA! As long as I kill this brat, first place will still be mine!"

"How dare you!"

Tang Long roared and was about to intervene.

But from within the watery curtain, another, older voice rang out. A profound power forcibly blocked the enraged Tang Long. "Grand Chairman Tang, this is merely a squabble between juniors. It wouldn’t be appropriate for you, an elder, to interfere!"

"You damned old bastard! You’re such a sore loser, and your disciple is the same kind of trash..." Tang Long was so furious, he even shouted out Wang Ba’s insulting nickname.

Wang Ba’s face darkened. "Tang Long, I said not to interfere in the squabbles of juniors. Otherwise, I, this Elder, could take it as you defying the prestige of the Guiyuan Sect."

"You..."

Tang Long’s eyes blazed with fury, but the thought of the Guiyuan Sect made him deflate. He smiled bitterly. ’Little guy, oh, little guy... you’re on your own now.’

Back on the fighting stage.

Emboldened, Huo Yan charged at Hong Yu, radiating killing intent. "Brat, you’re dead!"

Hong Yu took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Since you’re so intent on sticking your face out for me to slap, I’d be rude not to oblige. I’ll just have to beat you until you’re too ashamed to show your face in public!"

Hong Yu slowly rose to his feet.

Golden light flowed around him as the Holy Light Dragon Armor materialized once more, a series of golden Dragon Scale plates appearing with a SHH-SHH sound. With a wave of his hand...

...the Godslaying Spear landed in his palm. He took a deep breath, and his voice then erupted like a sonic boom...

"GET LOST!!!"

[Author’s Note: Because I (Qiye) have to go to Shanghai for author training on the 24th in order to learn more and make "Immortal Martial Emperor" even better and more exciting, I’ve been busy with preparations recently. My sincere apologies for the delayed and irregular updates! I promise there will be a mass release after the training is over!]

[Also, I’d like to recommend a friend’s urban novel, "Taoyun Xuesheng" (Peach Luck Student)—it’s a great urban novel!]