An Ultimate Martial Art

The battle on the Mage Arena continued. The two old disciples exchanged moves without exchanging blows. It was hard to tell if they had any desire to fight or if they were going to fight, much less fight with their lives on the line. To them, the yearly tournament was just a formality, making the tournament seem a bit less lonely.    

    

The hearts of the spectators were heavy.    

    

The Vice Sect Master on the stage, the former Artifact Hall Elder Fu Zhongxuan, had a heavy expression on his face, as his heart grew more and more sorrowful.    

    

In truth, he was no longer in the mood to watch this battle.    

    

Because this was basically confirmed, and this was the last competition for the outer sect. Once the tournament ended, he would have to announce the dissolution of the Qing-Yun Sect outer sect.    

    

Even though he knew in his heart that this day would come sooner or later. However, at the end of the matter, he did not know how to reply.    

    

The elders who had received the news beforehand had packed their belongings and left.    

    

"What a headache!"    

    

Fu Zhongxuan felt that this was the most torturous time of his life.    

    

"Elder, someone is coming."    

    

He was one of the few remaining disciples in the Artifact Hall and was used to calling Fu Zhongxuan an elder. Even though Fu Zhongxuan had already been Vice Sect Master for three years, he still could not change his way of speaking.    

    

Fu Zhongxuan's heart trembled, he immediately looked out.    

    

In the sky, a dozen figures were riding on auspicious clouds as they flew over. They were the leader of the group, clad in golden armor, with mountains and rivers as the crown. Even the dozen or so people behind him all wielded giant spears in their hands, their killing intent awe-inspiring.    

    

"It's actually him?" Fu Zhongxuan's face darkened.    

    

"Yoh, isn't this the head of the Qing-Yun Sect's Artifact Storage Hall, Elder Fu Zhongxuan Fu? Why would you be the host of the Great Clan Competition today, doesn't this seem to not conform with the rules of the Qing-Yun Sect? Oh right, I forgot, now that Elder Fu is no longer the same, she is no longer an elder of the Artifact Hall, but the vice sect master of the Qing-Yun Sect, with great authority! "    

    

When Fu Zhongxuan's face darkened, the dozen of people before him had already flown to the front of the stage with an imposing manner like a rainbow, and faced Fu Zhongxuan from ten metres away.    

    

And that thick sense of ridicule had long since spread through the entire arena along with the other party's voice. This caused many disciples to glare at each other, and those that were fighting also completely lost their interest in continuing this fight.    

    

"Lin Changhe, what are you saying?"    

    

"Damned Lin Changhe, you dare to come before Clan Elder Fu to put on a show of force, to think that you were once a direct disciple of the Qing-Yun Sect, do you still have any face?"    

    

"Lin Changhe, get lost! We, the Qing-Yun Sect, do not welcome people like you!"    

    

The group of Qing-Yun Sect disciples stood there furiously, their eyes glaring at him, as though they wanted to eat Lin Changhe alive.    

    

This damned Lin Changhe, from the moment The First Dynasty showed his prowess fifteen years ago, he had already become a general of the The First Dynasty's Water Army. This fellow was full of himself. Not only was he not nostalgic towards Qing-Yun Sect, he had a haughty and disdainful attitude.    

    

All those who went to seek refuge were all humiliated in front of Lin Changhe, and in the end, their cultivation were even stripped away, turned into military slaves, and thrown into the mines by the men. The men and the women were given a cheap reward and toyed around wantonly by Lin Changhe.    

    

who knows how many Qing-Yun Sect disciples died from shame?    

    

This fellow even publicly boasted that he would one day personally tear down the Qing-Yun Sect's mountain gate, causing a great amount of public outrage.    

    

"Impudent!" You sinners. The imperial government had already made it clear that no sects were allowed to exist within the The First Dynasty, and no one was allowed to practice cultivation in a chaotic world without permission. All of you ignore the imperial court's laws as if they were nothing. This is already a capital offense, and you actually dared to insult the imperial court's great generals. You really deserve to die! "    

    

"Offending a great general of the imperial government is equivalent to offending the imperial government. Offending the imperial government is equivalent to disobeying the will of the emperor and defying the heavens."    

    

The dozen or so water soldiers behind Lin Changhe shouted out loudly. Raising their spears, they released beams of light that soared into the sky like dragons and serpents, with an imposing aura that overflowed to the heavens, causing the entire competition grounds to be thrown into chaos. A large number of Qing-Yun Sect disciples were forced to retreat by the invisible force.    

    

Lin Changhe saw this scene, and laughed coldly.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

The fatty flew up, and glared at Lin Changhe: "Lin, no matter what, you are a former Successor Disciple of the Qing-Yun Sect, don't you think that what you're doing is a little too excessive?"    

    

"Too much? What did this sovereign have to do with it? This sovereign is an official, you're a thief, an official beating a thief is a matter of course, and this sovereign is also an official under the Mandate of Heaven. These people insulting this sovereign is a capital offense, even if you were to question this sovereign! Kneel down before this sovereign! "    

    

Lin Changhe bellowed, he suddenly raised his hand, and an aggressive might directly struck at the fatty, causing him to fall down.    

    

"Bastard!" Qing Yun Lightning Chasing Sword! "    

    

The fatty was furious. He opened his mouth and spat out a precious artifact. He faced the sky with killing intent as he shot out streams of sword light. However, Lin Changhe's palm strike was unbelievably strong, it easily shattered Fatty's divine ability, the surging force directly went through his body, immediately sending him flying out, spitting blood.    

    

Bang!    

    

Fatty landed on the ground and spat out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood. He insisted on standing up, but before he could take two steps, he fell back down and gasped for air. His face was terrifyingly pale.    

    

Lin Changhe laughed madly as he landed quickly on the ground and stepped on the fatty.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Fu Zhongxuan was furious beyond belief. He brandished his steel sword and consecutively unleashed twelve sword arts, all top quality. Adding on his original cultivation which was at the ninth level of the Divine Sword Technique, if it was ten years ago, he would definitely be an expert amongst experts.    

    

But now, the era was different.    

    

The First Dynasty's shocking reputation had given the imperial court a mysterious power. The higher the position, the stronger it was. Lin Changhe himself was a man with a title in the Heavenly Dao. Under such dual might, Fu Zhongxuan's divine ability was like an egg hitting a stone.    

    

"Elder Fu, you should just get lost in refining!"    

    

Lin Changhe sneered, and then casually swept behind him with his palm, directly shattering Fu Zhongxuan's sacred art. The iron sword that looked like it was made from refined iron but was actually a top-grade treasure weapon also shattered with a loud bang, turning into countless fragments that flew in all directions.    

    

Puff!    

    

Fu Zhongxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his body falling a few dozen metres away, his aura instantly weakening and stopping.    

    

Lin Changhe was not affected in the slightest by Fu Zhongxuan. After landing on the ground, he directly stepped on the fatty's body, and looked at the Qing-Yun Sect disciples with a gaze similar to that of a condescending ant.    

    

"Hmph, Immortal cultivation?" You lowly bastards who don't know the meaning of the heavens' will, how could you be worthy of being Immortal cultivators? Even if all of you were to cultivate your immortal cultivation base to a grand level, before the might of this sovereign's Heaven's Mandate, it would only end with you being reduced to ashes in an instant. "    

    

There were at least hundreds of Qing-Yun Sect disciples present, but against Lin Changhe's blatant insult, other than anger, no one was able to refute him at all.    

    

Because that was the truth.    

    

The times had changed. The world had long ago become the world of the The First Dynasty, the world of the Immortal Temple, and the world of those who held the titles of Heavenly Dao.    

    

These people did not need to cultivate at all. As long as they became court ministers, they would be bestowed with unparalleled power by the imperial government. As long as one praised the temple master, one could obtain the favor of the temple master and gain unparalleled power. Those who had the title of Heavenly Dao had the ability to use the Heavenly Fate Spell upon their awakening, which was akin to the protection of the Heavenly Dao.    

    

Cultivators in the world would painstakingly study cultivation techniques, cultivate Spellpower, and gain insights into the great Dao of heaven and earth. In front of the might of a dynasty, the blessing of an immortal temple, and the Mandate of Heaven, they were like jokes that couldn't withstand a single blow.    

    

"Lin Changhe, don't be too arrogant. You know, it's not the strength that you painstakingly cultivated, it's not your own strength after all. The First Dynasty can give you power, but can also take back your power. The Heavenly Dao gives you the title to protect you! You'll have the divine ability, but sooner or later, there will be a day when you'll be destined to be abandoned as a son. You're worse than an immortal! "    

    

The fat guy spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Moreover, don't think that just because you have gained power now, you can act arrogantly in front of us. Let me tell you, even if you kill all of us today, the Qing-Yun Sect will still be here. There will be a day when there will be someone like you, who will step on me and trample on you, and your fate may not be good at all. "    

    

"Shut up!"    

    

Lin Changhe was furious, his originally handsome face suddenly turned sinister and distorted.    

    

He glared at Fatty fiercely. "Damn Fatty, don't think that I don't know who you're talking about. Aren't you talking about that bastard Su Ye? I tell you, don't count on it. That bastard Su Ye has long since died, and he should be glad that he died within the Mystery Clearing Realm. If he is still alive now, I will let him know what it means to defy the will of the heavens! "    

    

In the midst of his roar, Lin Changhe fiercely kicked the fatty away, causing the fatty to heavily smash into the fighting arena, the strong impact directly broke all the Fatty's bones, and the piercing pain caused the fatty's entire body to tremble, but the fatty clenched his teeth tightly, and did not make a sound.    

    

Lin Changhe did not let the fatty off as he flew over and once again stepped on the fatty's back. "Damn the fatty, this sovereign will tell you the truth, this sovereign already knew that you were Su Ye's friend. But exactly because you are Su Ye's friend, this noble one will not let you die so easily. This noble one will not have the chance to kill Su Ye, so I will kill his friend. This noble one will let you experience the most intense pain in the world before you die. "After I kill you, I will go to the Snow Island Jade Palace, I have already found out that Su Ye's women are hiding in the Snow Island Jade Palace, I want to capture them one by one and reduce them to military slaves."    

    

The fatty's expression changed greatly as he roared angrily, "Lin Changhe, you deserve to die! Don't you dare forget that Su Ye is not here yet, but there's still Su Qingwu! She is the most mysterious woman in the world. If you dare to touch Su Ye's person, Su Qingwu will definitely kill you! "    

    

"Su Qingwu? Hmph, she had long since hidden himself. If she doesn't hide, then this sovereign will be the first to destroy her!    

    

Lin Changhe laughed sinisterly, suddenly, he grabbed the fatty's body and threw him into the air like a sandbag. Then, he looked at Fatty with a ferocious expression, as if this kind of abuse made him feel endless joy.    

    

However, at this time, the clear cry of an eagle rang through the air. It was a penetrating force that could not be described with words. It sounded as if the sound had been penetrated by countless sharp forces …