High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System

The next moment, Jiang Ye's consciousness suddenly sank.

"Swish~"

Amidst endless clouds and mist, Jiang Ye opened his eyes.

He stood up and headed towards the magnificent platinum-colored heavenly ladder, beginning his ascent.

Once, when Jiang Ye was still at the Peak of First Break, he attempted to climb the ten steps of the Fourth Layer.

Back then, he could only reach the fifth step before he could go no further.

But this time?

Fifth step.

Sixth step.

Seventh step...

Jiang Ye climbed all the way up with the utmost ease.

"After breaking through to Second Break," Jiang Ye thought, "my strength has increased at least three to four times. The difficulty here is no longer any pressure for me."

In fact, the difference between Second Break and First Break is far more than three or four times.

This was simply because he hadn't cultivated high-tier cultivation techniques.

If he had cultivated high-tier cultivation techniques, his strength would have increased by at least ten times, making it even easier.

"Step~"

Finally, Jiang Ye reached the large platform on the Fourth Layer.

The pressure dissipated with the wind.

[You have ascended to the Fourth Layer of the Martial Arts Celestial Ladder]

[Do you want to start the Fourth Layer test immediately?]

"Start!" Jiang Ye silently chanted in his heart.

The next moment.

His consciousness suddenly fell into complete darkness.

...

This time, it seemed like Jiang Ye experienced an incredibly long time, his consciousness falling into an absolute slumber.

He didn't know who he was or where he was...

Just like that, he didn't know how much time had passed.

"Swish~"

Jiang Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

He was standing in a courtyard, holding a nine-foot-long spear.

Jiang Ye looked at his surroundings, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Who am I? Where am I...

"Boom!" Suddenly, an enormous amount of information flooded his mind.

"Jiang Ye, a Martial Arts Grandmaster of a generation."

"A legendary figure in the Spear Path."

"Once created the world-renowned 'Great Sun Spear Technique'... Founder of the 'Great Sun Martial Arts Hall,' his lone spear subdued countless individuals who followed him eagerly."

"Now standing at the end of the Spear Path, he seeks to take another step forward, searching for a breakthrough opportunity."

Countless complex pieces of information flashed through Jiang Ye's mind.

Jiang Ye looked at the nine-foot-long spear in his hand, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by unwavering determination.

He needed to find an opportunity to advance further along the Spear Path!

As a legendary figure on the Spear Path in this world, he had already stood at the absolute peak of the Spear Path.

But Jiang Ye knew well that there was an even higher realm above him.

He searched tirelessly, yet he had never been able to achieve what he sought.

"How can the Great Sun Spear Technique advance further?"

Jiang Ye pondered, unknowingly beginning to move.

"Swish!"

"Swish!" "Swish!" Jiang Ye wielded the long spear, the spear light flickering, fully displaying every move and stance of the Great Sun Spear Technique.

He had practiced this spear technique in this world for decades.

Incredibly familiar.

Yet, for some reason, when he practiced it today, there was a peculiar sense of unfamiliarity.

Jiang Ye shook his head, dispelling the distracting thoughts from his mind.

He immersed himself in practicing the spear.

His speed increased.

"Great Sun Spear Technique."

"Fierce and powerful, akin to the great sun," Jiang Ye realized as he practiced the spear: "My spear has already reached the pinnacle of fierceness."

"But this is not the pinnacle of the Spear Path. I want to see the higher vistas."

Though he was a Martial Arts Grandmaster of a generation,

he knew well that there were Martial Arts Giants above him.

To reach that realm, only by taking the spear technique to a higher level can it be achieved.

But how to break through? This always confounded Jiang Ye.

"I need to make a change."

"How can the Great Sun Spear Technique be improved?" Jiang Ye suddenly thought.

He needed to improve this technique!

Only then... would there be a possibility to advance further.

...

Time passed.

Jiang Ye became deeply immersed in improving the spear technique, unable to extricate himself.

The improvement of the spear technique seemed easy, but to break that shackle required higher vision and strength.

Jiang Ye tried many times, all ending in failure.

He did not give up, continuously attempting, trying to integrate his lifelong Spear Path insights into this spear technique.

The years passed.

The passage of time.

From that day on, the Spear Path legend 'Jiang Ye' seemed to disappear from the sight of the people, no longer appearing in public view.

Only those familiar with him knew.

Jiang Ye was troubled by an obsession and couldn't extricate himself.

On the lonely mountain peak, he greeted the morning glow as he practiced the spear, saw off the setting sun as he sought understanding, as the cold light flickered, the spear tip shattered a thousand layers of clouds.

He also visited famous mountains and rivers, searching for ancient books and fragments, hoping to find that breakthrough opportunity.

But as the years passed, black hair turned to snow, the spear in Jiang Ye's hand remained sharp, yet he could never pierce through that invisible shackle.

... A hundred years later.

The world vast and desolate, mountains and rivers remain unchanged.

Jiang Ye sat by the lakeside, his hair now entirely white, looking withered.

"After a lifetime's pursuit, ultimately, I can't break through that line..." Jiang Ye murmured softly, his cloudy eyes filled with melancholy and reluctance.

Cough cough cough~

He coughed weakly, as if a flickering candle in the wind, nearing the end of its life.

"Swish~" Snowflakes danced through the air, covering everything in a white blanket.

Jiang Ye half-opened his dry eyes, dimly seeing a graceful figure in a white dress dancing by the distant lakeside.

"Is that..." Jiang Ye squinted.

He had never seen that figure before.

But for some reason, a strange familiarity arose in his heart.

This sense of familiarity was incredibly vague, puzzling, and incomprehensible, as if the person before him came from a past life, not the current one.

"An illusion?"

Jiang Ye knew that when a person is about to die, they see many illusions.

"Swish~"

"Bang!"

That graceful figure, dressed in a pure white long dress, with jade-like bones and icy skin, her figure exquisite and graceful, wielding a silver spear, continuously flickered by the lakeside.