Martial Saint through Reading

"Hmm?!"

Xing Hong’s face suddenly froze, staring intently in one direction.

There, a black-clad youth stood on a silver treasure, his eyes coldly fixed on him.

Buzz!

In an instant, Xing Hong felt an unprecedented chill surge from his feet to the top of his head, as if he had fallen into a ten thousand foot Cold Abyss.

Someone! When did a person appear there?!

His heart pounded with fear, like a drum hammering.

Xing Hong’s face, which had once looked down upon all directions, suddenly turned pale.

So close in proximity, yet he couldn’t sense anything.

So close, after preparing the Seven Swords Falling Stars of the Seven-Star Kingdom divine swordsmanship for nearly two hours, a move that could injure even a Seventh Realm powerhouse, this black-clad youth remained unscathed.

Fear sprouted from the depths of his heart, uncontrollably pouring out.

And when he saw the black-clad youth stepping over, every step felt like it was pressing on his heart.

Fortunately, Xing Hong was no ordinary person; the momentary panic did not rob him of his composure.

Forcing himself to calm down, the Seven-Star Sword surged again, transforming into a seven-star firmament.

Divine Power Secret Technique, Seven Swords Falling Stars!

But this time, without preparation, without building power, its might couldn’t compare to before.

Xing Hong was well aware of this fact.

Amidst the dazzling light, he retrieved a treasure, filming, sending out...

Pssht!

A clear sound echoed in Xing Hong’s mind.

Then he saw a silver stream of light, tinged with blood, suspended before him.

Looking down...

"Indeed... cough..." Xing Hong’s mouth overflowed with crimson, a bitter smile, "The gap... is too large."

Chu Ming stepped forward, lightly tapping the void, with the Elemental Shield Shuttle carrying Xing Hong’s filming treasure returning to him.

"Haha... you are quite strong," Xing Hong unwillingly spat out a mouthful of red, coldly sneering, "Even after a battle with the Sixth Realm Perfection, you can still ambush and wound me severely."

"But, the Mirror Moon Pearl has already sent your appearance and aura to my Seven-Star Kingdom... cough... even if you kill me, you will also..."

Pssht!

Before he finished speaking, a silver flash sheared through, and his head flew.

No one truly wants to die, especially someone who has cultivated to Xing Hong’s level, who values life dearly.

But, in front of Chu Ming, any threats or attempts at coercion were futile.

Thus, Xing Hong, a Qi Sea Realm Perfection powerhouse of the Seven-Star Kingdom, fell.

At the same time, on a vast island with towering waves, a woman wielded two swords to slay several mountain-like sea beasts, suddenly frowning and taking something out to inspect.

Her face, which should have been cold and glamorous, changed dramatically upon seeing the image transmitted by the treasure.

"Xiao Hong!!"

The scene within the treasure showed Xing Hong pierced through by the silver light, and that black-clad youth with an indifferent expression standing on a Primordial Artifact.

This woman was Xing Rong, Xing Hong’s eldest sister, a supreme powerhouse far surpassing Xing Hong.

"What’s wrong?"

At this moment, two others approached, one clad in a white robe, wielding a Seven-Star Sword, with somewhat eerie eyes.

The other, burly and large-eyed, carried two giant axes in hand.

The one who asked was the eerie young man.

"Brother Han, Xiao Hong is in mortal danger!"

The eerie young man, Han Ting, was the foremost powerhouse of the Seven-Star Kingdom, and Xing Man’s husband.

"What happened?!" Han Ting’s face shifted slightly.

Xing Man projected the image from the Mirror Moon Pearl, and the eerie Han Ting was instantly enveloped in a frigid killing intent.

"Brother Chang, I apologize, but this exploration of the Ghostly Sea must end prematurely," the eerie young man Han Ting cupped his hands towards the burly man beside him.

"No worries, Xing Hong is in trouble, you all hurry back."

The burly man was named Chang Lu, a powerhouse from the Lingwu Kingdom, an eastern strong nation of the Seven-Star Kingdom.

The three were here, accompanying each other in exploration and adventure of the Ghostly Sea.

"That kid looks rather strange," Chang Lu, holding the giant axe, looked angry, "If you need help, just say the word."

"Thank you, Brother Chang."

The eerie young man Han Ting bowed, then retrieved a treasure, grabbing Xing Man.

Swoosh!

Light blossomed, spatial fluctuations ensued, and the two disappeared from this island.

...

Yiyang Kingdom, above the White River Basin.

Clad in dark, Chu Ming collected the body of the Seven-Star Kingdom powerhouse Xing Hong, and then fled in a direction.

Fifteen miles away.

In the Heavenly Inquiry Tower’s Yiyang Kingdom branch, Tower Master Yi Chentian was increasingly anxious.

Suddenly, he saw a stream of light flying from the horizon.

"Senior brother... no!"

"Not senior brother!"

Panic surged immediately, Yi Chentian fled frantically.

But he didn’t escape far before being intercepted by a black-clad youth.

"Senior..." Yi Chentian immediately pleaded for mercy.

Yet it was of no use against the black-clad youth.

Chu Ming lightly tapped the void, a silver light shot out, effortlessly piercing through Yi Chentian’s body.

It wasn’t considered a battle; having dealt with the man, Chu Ming concealed himself again, following the White River, escaping towards the east.

Upon reaching the border between Yiyang Kingdom and Seven-Star Kingdom, he found a relatively covert underground space.