Immortal Martial Arts Novels & Stories

They charged toward Henry with clenched fists, ready to land a heavy blow. Bang! Bang! With a swift movement, two heavy thuds echoed as Henry slapped them, sending them flying across the room. They crashed to the ground, writhing in pain as if their bodies had been shattered. Keith was stunned as he had not expected Henry to know martial arts. "No wonder you're so arrogant," Keith sneered, his voice laced with venom. "But do you think some simple martial arts make you invincible?" Henry chuckled as he heard Keith's words. He had no idea what Keith would think of those elders and Grandmasters if he, as an Earthly Immortal, were considered as simple.

They said it would take three years. Bu it took eight years. Eight years of equations, prototypes, failures, and cautious optimism. Eight years that — for someone who had lived through centuries — felt longer than any eternity before it. For me, immortality had always been a curse measured in heartbeats, not years. But this wait… this wait taught me something new. Hope, when stretched too long, begins to hurt. And yet, on that morning, as the alarms hummed softly through the Arcadia Complex, I realized the hurt didn’t matter anymore.

Arguments happened—quiet and deep—about immortal sects or mushrooms (the only vegetable he reliably remembered to grow, apparently). She learned he didn’t laugh often, but when he did, it was open and unguarded, like it surprised him. She found out he’d been exiled—not officially, but in every way that mattered—because he refused to hide a cultivation discovery that could help rootless cultivators. He lost everything for that choice. She learned he knew about every bruise she’d had even without asking, because he paid attention, and checked in about them the way you talk about old injuries—not to poke, just to know which doors not to open carelessly. One night, sitting there, she realized sh

He had only heard about this martial art technique in the past and had never seen it, not expecting that he would die when he got to see it. Moodmove was an ancient Corynthean martial art. Hundreds of years ago, people who knew it were already rare and few. Hundreds of years later, this technique had gone extinct following the deterioration of martial arts in Corynthea. Back then, after Heath arrived in Ansela and founded The Liberated, he wrote down the dozens of martial arts styles he knew in the books for the juniors in the syndicate to learn. The purpose remained the same—so that they could return to Corynthea one day and take revenge on the Corynthean martial arts world that wiped out t

Frederick hadn’t abandoned the Whalens yet because they were still useful to Frederick, and he was confident in controlling Nathan. "The Whalens have trained many fighters over the years, though none are as strong as the Eight Warlords. The people we have currently could handle the York's fighters, but this time, the Yorks are going all out. They've reportedly hired seven experts known as the Seven Immortals," Nathan explained. Frederick had heard of the Seven Immortals. These seven were reclusive Savant Arts masters, each with over a century of cultivation. Their hidden retreat was called the Immortal Palace, and every year, many cultivators sought their guidance.

As soon as they all looked over, they saw with their own eyes one of Kirou's arms leaving the chest of the mage. An interesting fun fact about Immortal Era: just like players, monsters that share similar bodies to the main races of the game can all be one and two-shotted by a player, so long as he or she is capable of bypassing the natural shield these monsters usually have around themselves, which they can turn on and off at will, and deal a critical attack with enough power behind it. These shields act as a buffer around these monsters, giving them similar protection to a normal monster of the same level with high health. As for bypassing this shield or breaking it the slow way, that metho

Severin closed his eyes shut as he carefully appreciated the knowledge entering his consciousness. The Wood Emperor Immortal Art was an extraordinary technique that rivaled even the old wacko's Supreme Oneness Scripture. Both pathways allowed one to become a true immortal, but the Wood Emperor Immortal Art possessed one unique aspect—it had a profound emphasis on harnessing fundamental mana, molding one's very being through the laws of creation.

Martial arts. It decides your fate as well as your life and death. The weak is humiliated while the strong looks down on the world. Martial Spirit. The innate talent of the people in the continent is considered as the warrior's soul. It can be said that the achievements of a warrior is closely linked to their martial spirit. There are numerous types of martial spirit. Nature spirits such as fire, ice, hurricanes, lighting, etc. Weapon spirits such as knifes, guns, swords and halberd. Beast spirits such as the white tiger, the crazy rhinoceros, the violent ape and the dragon snake. In addition there are also many powerful soul spirits such as the immortal spirit. The martial spirit, it wil

Although these two lands had split apart, they were probably protected by the Immortal Period's mysterious power, and the creatures on them didn't go extinct, instead, they gradually evolved and grew. However, they could no longer revive their former glory. The existence of Human Immortals became an ancient legend, and the Immortal Realm became something that one could possibly reach according to the theory of martial arts. However, no one had been able to achieve it. After the Immortal Period, the two lands experienced countless eras, such as the Remote Period, the Ancient Era, the Middle Age, the late antiquity, and the Archaic Time. Countless geniuses had emerged from them.

Old Hagstorm looked at Registus and said, “Cultivating immortality!” “Cultivating immortality?” Registus could not help but be shocked at the words. Immortality... It was a mere legend. Flying, possessing overwhelming power, and performing miraculous feats. They were virtually omnipotent. Even ancient martial practitioners who could defy gravity, scale walls, or split mountains with their martial techniques had already transcended ordinary people. Did immortals really exist in this world?