Martial Cultivator

For a thousand years, there had never been a scene of three Fuyun great demons besieging and trying to kill one Fuyun.

At least, there had never been any record of it in the historical annals.

In past years, Fuyun Realm powerhouses were extremely rare and seldom appeared in the world, to the point that for quite a long period of time, it was the powerhouses at the end of Nepenthe who stood at the center of the world and became its leading figures.

Back then, Daoism enjoyed unmatched glory for a time, and the successive temple masters of the Infatuation Temple were all called the number one person in the world. This continued until Daoist Wuyang, when the sudden rise of the Great Liang Emperor finally changed the ownership of the title of the world's number one.

In recent years, with the sudden rise of the young martial artist, who climbed step by step to the highest heights, this world finally welcomed a new chapter.

The young martial artist reached the end of Nepenthe, passed beyond the end of Nepenthe, allowing the people of the world to see truly living Fuyun cultivators who would even take action from time to time.

And it was precisely because of this young martial artist that more Fuyun cultivators were drawn out afterward, allowing both these cultivators and the common people to truly witness a dazzling great age that had never been seen before.

At this moment, the four towering dharma idols each occupied one corner of heaven and earth, but it was obvious that the one facing north was the young martial artist fighting one against three.

The young martial artist's enormous dharma idol held a gigantic straight saber in its hand. The heaven and earth before it had long since become crisscrossed with ravines, and streak after streak of saber intent that had yet to dissipate transformed in the sky into ferocious beasts of various forms, charging toward two of the gigantic dharma idols, while the towering dharma idol in the middle was struck by the young martial artist's saber in an instant.

The straight saber, whose blade was of unknown length, fell from above, and its surging saber qi instantly tore open a terrifying gap before enveloping the gigantic dharma idol before it.

The master of that dharma idol was named Xu Li. His seniority was not particularly high, at least far inferior to Turbid Sun's, but he had also reached this realm long ago. After that, he had cultivated in that land of death the entire time, thinking only of when he might take another step forward. This time, persuaded by Turbid Sun to come out, he held the attitude that if he was going to do it, he might as well see it through, so he took the lead and joined the battle from the very beginning.

He had originally thought that with the other two supporting him and making up for any openings from time to time, killing this young martial artist would only be a matter of time. But after fighting to this point, it was plainly visible that although the young martial artist was in the same Fuyun Realm as they were, his essence, energy, and spirit, were clearly superior by a considerable margin. The circulation of qi within his body seemed never to stop, but flowed without end. Even while simultaneously facing the combined assault of all three of them, the young martial artist remained calm and unhurried, without the slightest sign of being unable to keep up.

One had to know that, having reached a realm above Nepenthe, although they had all mastered the control of qi to the point of perfection, their opponents were likewise powerhouses of the same realm. Once they truly fought, the circulation of qi on both sides could in fact be easily perceived by the other.

A gigantic beast hide slowly appeared before Xu Li.

Very few demon race powerhouses had the habit of refining magical treasures. Even if they did, they were usually only sabers or swords. A demon race powerhouse like Xu Li, who possessed a beast hide that he had refined for many years, was extremely rare.

This beast hide had in fact not been skinned from some great demon that had died at his hands. Rather, among Xu Li's race, they shed their skin once every so often. The higher their cultivation realm, the longer the interval between each shedding. Every time he shed his skin, Xu Li never discarded it, and so after several times, he had accumulated enough to make a single beast hide. After repeatedly refining it, he finally obtained this beast hide.

This beast hide had many uses, but at this moment, it only had one - to block that saber.

As the straight saber descended, the very world shook uncontrollably.

Terrifying saber qi poured down at this moment as though it cost nothing, forming a waterfall rarely seen in the world.

With such dense saber qi, if any cultivator below the Fuyun Realm were to come here, they would probably be torn into pieces by the saber qi within moments, not even leaving behind fragments of bone.

Even after bringing out this beast hide, Xu Li had no confidence at all, and could only say through voice transmission, "Once I tie up this saber attack, the two of you must attack as quickly as possible. Don't give him any opportunity."

The other two Fuyun great demons nodded at the same time. They also knew very well that the young martial artist before them was difficult to kill, so now they could not give him even the slightest chance to catch his breath.

But the moment that beast hide met the straight saber, countless terrifying auras instantly burst forth. Visible to the naked eye, at the place where the two met, flower after flower seemed to bloom.

That was the collision between their qi, and even more so the collision between the cultivation of two Fuyun cultivators. At this moment, qi flowed with such speed that it was like a great river rushing on without cease, knowing only to flow eastward.

Between heaven and earth, terrifying qi filled every place to the utmost extreme, clashing in every place people could not imagine, again and again, as though it would never dissipate.

The beast hide stretched taut, its surface glowing with an eerie radiance. Ring after ring of light spread out from its center like ripples. The beast hide itself was extremely enormous, and when spread open, it seemed capable of covering half the sky.

The edge of the straight saber, condensed from qi, was knocked back for the first time by an almost imperceptible distance, but it quickly pressed forward again. The instant it landed on the beast hide, it let out a muffled sound, somewhat like the roar of a primordial ferocious beast, and even more like the beat of a primitive war drum.

Xu Li's expression became somewhat gloomy. This beast hide was his final trump card. He had originally intended to use it from the very beginning to keep the young martial artist tied down, but he had never imagined that although he had done everything possible to keep that straight saber from leaving, the young martial artist could still remain so completely at ease.

That straight saber came and went freely.

Fortunately, the young martial artist also did not seem to be thinking of leaving just yet, so the straight saber still pressed down directly afterward.

The endless, terrifying saber qi seemed to hold nothing back at all, hellbent on killing Xu Li.

Xu Li had cultivated bitterly for many years, and there had once been a time when he believed himself to be the protagonist of this world, especially when he had just stepped into the Fuyun Realm. At that time, with a single glance, he had felt that everything in the world lay beneath him.

But after all these years of bitter cultivation, the further his realm advanced, the more that arrogance disappeared. At this moment, looking at that high-spirited young man, he could not help but sigh with emotion.

A man can never be young again. Many times, growing older cannot erase the hot-bloodedness of youth, but once a young man's spirit fades with changing views, it is difficult to ever find it again.

But vicissitudes of emotion aside, Xu Li still split off a strand of demonic qi and transformed it into chains, forcibly keeping the straight saber in place.

"Do it!"

Xu Li let out a furious roar. Now was already the best opportunity.

Seeing this, the other two Fuyun great demons also urged the demonic qi within their bodies into motion, tearing apart the ferocious beasts formed from the qi before them, before striking toward Chen Chao's gigantic dharma idol.

Only at this moment did Chen Chao seem to react, wanting to pull back his gigantic straight saber, but the chains that had already become tangible rattled noisily at this moment. Sparks also appeared where the two met. The clattering never ceased, and neither did the sparks. Those sparks continuously fell, making it look as though a rain of fire were falling from the heavens.

Scattered points of light, if not for how terrifying these towering dharma idols were, it would not have been an extraordinary sight.

Chen Chao, seemingly unable to pull back the straight saber, did not give up either. One arm tightly gripped the straight saber and remained locked in a stalemate with Xu Li, while his other huge hand first blocked the pursuit of another Fuyun great demon, then used his body to forcibly withstand the huge hand of the remaining Fuyun great demon.

That huge hand struck Chen Chao's dharma idol, and in an instant, endless demonic qi poured into his dharma idol. To the naked eye, it looked like a great mass of black clouds continuously flowing at this moment, enveloping Chen Chao.

But very quickly, from the deepest part of Chen Chao's dharma idol, a snow-white aura continuously overflowed outward, forcing that demonic qi back out.

When that demonic qi suddenly dispersed from Chen Chao's gigantic dharma idol, it gave one the feeling of the clouds parting to reveal the bright moon.

When the dharma idol's "true appearance" emerged once more, Chen Chao had already driven back one of the Fuyun great demons with a punch, then turned and smashed down another heavy punch.

Martial artists had always been famed throughout the world for their brute force and recklessness, but who could have imagined that the young martial artist, having already crossed that threshold, would actually still be so... utterly unreasonable.

Terrifying qi clung to his fist, making the Fuyun great demon opposite immediately feel as though Mount Tai were pressing down upon him.

Faced with that vast and boundless qi, he admitted to himself that he had no way to contend against it, but thinking that they were fighting three against one, after gritting his teeth, he still chose to withstand it head-on.

As long as he withstood this punch and bought the other two some time.

But who could have imagined that when the young martial artist's punch came crashing down heavily, it was as though rivers and seas had been overturned in an instant - truly a display of immense grandeur!

In that instant, the demonic qi surrounding his dharma idol was the first thing to begin shattering...

When that Fuyun great demon saw this scene, he could only complain bitterly. Although he did not believe he would die at the hands of this young martial artist, if his dharma idol were shattered, suffering severe injuries would do him no good either.

Now that war had already broken out between the human race and the demon race, who knew what would become of him after being severely injured?

Just as the great demon was hoping someone might come to his aid, he turned his head and saw a scene that filled him with horror.

It turned out that while the young martial artist was attacking him, that straight saber had already broken free of its restraints, and at this moment had driven straight into Xu Li's gigantic dharma idol!

For a moment, it was actually Xu Li's dharma idol that began continuously shattering here before his own.

Large amounts of demonic qi scattered down, like the paint constantly peeling away from a divine statue that had weathered countless years.

And as the one who had caused all of this, that young man merely watched everything with an indifferent expression, as though everything happening had nothing whatsoever to do with him.

He was calm to a terrifying degree.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was besieging whom.