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It descended like a towering iron pillar. There was no escape for Chase. A determined glint flashed in Chase's eyes as he activated his core technique, summoning all his remaining strength. Chase crossed his arms to block the elder's strike. The clash echoed like clanging metal. "What?!" The elder's pupils contracted as disbelief spread across his face. "A peak martial deity possessing such a powerful physique? Impossible! That’s utterly impossible!" The peak of martial deity was only half a step from breaking through to martial god, but that half-step was a chasm that most could never cross. It required unparalleled talent, understanding, opportunity, and resources.

Without waiting for Qin Rong to finish his sentence, all the elders immediately flew as fast as lightning toward the holy peak. "Ah! I won't be responsible if you guys get beat up by sister Lu'er." Qin Rong said, seeing the angry faces of his sect's elders. At the holy summit, Long Chen was right at the entrance gate. Normally the sacred peak didn't accept male disciples but since they saw Long Chen had a token of permission from the peak lord, they allowed Long Chen to enter easily. "Wow, the holy peak is indeed very beautiful! I didn't expect that there would be such a colorful garden here." Complimented Long Chen on seeing the various flowers on the holy summit after entering there.

Chapter five Micah’s POV What the fuck kind of mafia N*****x nightmare had I landed in? Was I being tested? Everything that had happened from the warehouse till now felt surreal, like I’d wake up in a cold sweat any second and laugh at how messed up my dreams had gotten. But I wasn’t waking up. And Elio Romano... God. What the hell was that earlier? Why did he storm in like a man possessed, only to stop short like he was fighting himself? There’d been tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.

Without a formidable ruler like Giriwangsa holding everything together, stronger powers would inevitably begin circling. “What about the martial world?” Jaladri asked. “Any interesting news there?” Wisnumurti bit into the head of a snapper swimming in yellow curry. “Serial murders.” Jaladri nearly choked. “There’s a murderer?” “Yes. Martial artists killing martial artists isn’t unusual. But one man carrying out a string of killings while openly announcing himself? That gets people's attention.” Jaladri stared. “Who is he?” “He calls himself Pangeran Langit, Prince of the Sky.”

"What are you insinuating, Myles?" Severin observed their interaction with intrigue. Though he did not know Myles, he associated the name with the Seventh Mountain's peak master—a swordsman par excellence. Myles Merkl was a level nine paragon who boasted extraordinary strength. He was also recognized as the strongest in terms of combat ability among the nine peak masters. Myles ignored Daniella and came up to Severin. He scrutinized Severin from head to toe, occasionally letting out grunts of admiration. Severin felt uneasy with his gaze and was about to say something when Myles finally spoke up.

If Brian got defeated when the Dashville Division had shown support for Strikerine, would they not be shooting themselves in the foot? "The truth is, I've surpassed the peak level early on and become a high-level grandmaster!" Brian looked proud. "From what I know, Woody could only be a peak-level master at most. It would be too easy to kill him!" To prove that he wasn't lying, Brian unleashed his martial arts energy right there and then. The pure martial arts energy surged toward Andrew and the others. It formed such a powerful pressure that everyone felt that it was hard to breathe. Andrew's face lit up. "Congratulations on becoming a high-level grandmaster, Mr. Marlin. How truly admirable

The news anchor continued to narrate the events when she suddenly received a piece of news. After confirming it repeatedly, she excitedly proclaimed, "Everyone, I just received word from headquarters that Battle Warrior Remy has ambushed and taken over Dragon Peak. This has cut off the Eight Hollows' escape route. Finally, after decades, Dragon Peak is now part of Novemton territory again. With just five hundred men, Battle Warrior Remy broke through Dragon Peak's defenses. It’s a feat that will be remembered through the ages!"

This does not count, he feels that at this moment Tadhg Walter, far from the usual peak Martial God must be much stronger. I'm just afraid that they can all fight with the Martial King, and in the martial domain, only the ten thousand ancients who have just shown their peak of heaven can do such a thing. Tadhg Walter turned to leave, heading towards the Ghost Scene Forest to attack.

Although Felix hadn't given the order, Vivian didn't hesitate and stepped forward to fight it. At the Martial King level, a martial artist could generate Primordial Energy, which represented the peak of what one can achieve in martial arts. If they could absorb and release that energy, they would reach the level of a Martial King. Boom! Boom! Boom! The elder's palm strike sent waves of energy tearing through the arena, and even stone slabs were sent flying in the air. An overwhelming force surged toward Felix. Vivian stood firm, pushing her innate energy to the limit. She extended her hands and closed her eyes tightly.

With a furious roar, he yanked his weapon back and spun it across his body. Andrew's foot slammed into the staff, the shockwave bursting outward like a cannon blast. Ernesto roared, his pride stung. "Die!" His sword swept out, releasing a wave of light that streaked straight for Andrew. By nature, Ernesto was extremely proud. At such a young age, he was already on par with Jerome. Moreover, Mistveil Peak was the leading sect of the Southern Martial Union, and even looking at the entire world, it was a place of prominence.