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Death Island.

Deep within.

Whoosh!

Li Wei looked up and saw a Martial Artist at least of the Void Realm, flying bodily, recklessly flamboyant.

Then.

Boom boom boom!

Various strands of Qi Force surged, each manifesting.

Fighting Spirit, Qi... various attacks landed on that silhouette, as if a fighter plane hit by a missile, exploding mid-air, dying a tragic death.

"Fools… On this island, the only ones who dare to fly are either Martial Maniacs confident in themselves or fools who become targets for attacks."

Li Wei's feet were firmly planted on the ground, incredibly steady.

Though he too could ride the air, the human body is not a bird; his instant explosive power, movement technique, and even terrain utilization on land far exceeded flying.

As he walked over a slope, his ear suddenly twitched.

Roar roar!

A saber-toothed tiger, over five meters tall, pounced out.

Its pouncing force was exceptionally amazing, even its fur tougher than steel!

"Is this... a Biochemical Beast manufactured with technology from the White Eagle Continent? It's said to have some Exotic Beast bloodline."

"Even an ordinary Third Grade Martial Artist might not be its match."

Li Wei pushed with one hand, grabbed the saber-toothed tiger's head, and flicked lightly.

Bang!

A strange Fighting Spirit hit the saber-toothed tiger's head, blasting a blood hole in its toughest bone.

The massive saber-toothed tiger's body fell to the ground.

Li Wei squatted down to inspect, somewhat regretfully.

"What? You wanted to bake tiger meat and have a taste?"

Fang Xing sneered.

"Indeed a bit regrettable, but let's forget about such synthetic beasts..."

Li Wei stood up, suddenly tucking his head back, like a tortoise retracting, causing his whole head to disappear.

Almost at the same moment, a fierce wind swept across where his head had been, embedding into the nearby rock.

Puff!

The solid rock, as if made of tofu, was easily torn open into a deep hole.

"Tortoise Style Fist?"

A muscular figure darted out, wearing steam-powered armor!

He swung his serrated greatsword, as if unleashing a whirlwind.

The astonishing sword light swept around, slicing through even hundred-year-old or thousand-year-old trees, killing as if cutting grass.

But Li Wei merely raised his hand to strike.

The Void faintly pulsed, forming a snake shape, darting out, exploding at the armored man's chest.

Slash!

Originally, this high-rank steam-powered armor would be difficult for even First Grade Martial Artists to break.

But once Void Power was added, it became entirely different.

The armored knight screamed miserably, like hit by a locomotive, flying backward heavily.

His serrated greatsword also flew out, the steel armor at his chest shattered, fragments piercing into his chest.

If he weren't a top knight, he would probably have died already.

"Hmm? From the White Eagle?"

Li Wei stepped forward, looking at the token fragment scattered from the opponent's armor: "Why fight so desperately?"

"You don't understand… King of White Eagle…"

The knight's eyes showed a fanatic expression, his voice gradually weakening.

"This…"

"Clearly, the Martial Maniac conquered White Eagle alone…"

Fang Xing spoke: "This should be some kind of Spirit Martial Arts… Those conquered by his Martial Arts leave a deep imprint within them… Over time, it turns into fervent loyalty."

"Conquer a country alone? So his Martial Arts must be of Ghost God level!"

Li Wei gasped: "Even so, still not satisfied, wanting to break through further?"

"Being so mad as to bury oneself in ice for the future, surely is a hardcore among hardcores… Ice burial can easily lead to real death."

Fang Xing said: "Moreover… this can only be done once; if he buries himself in ice again, he wouldn't be so lucky to awaken… Martial Artists usually prefer to hold their Destiny in their hands, thus… he chose to host the World's Greatest Martial Tournament, seeking a breakthrough…"

"But… he actually cooperated with the dark forces."

Li Wei shook his head and sighed.

He continued forward, soon seeing an elderly person with a tortoise-like back and crane-like hair standing on a green stone, seemingly waiting for him.

"Great Grandmaster of Northern Daluo—Gong Jiuyuan?"

Li Wei took a deep breath, definitely a Martial Artist above Void Realm, much harder to deal with than that armored knight just now.

"Li Wei… Master of Xinfeng City, one of the Ten Tigers of Southern Daluo…"

Gong Jiuyuan smiled: "I led with spirit… Indeed, you came, seems your strength surpasses the other nine Tigers."

Li Wei took a deep breath, his spirit reaching far, suddenly entering an illusion.

At his peak cultivation level, the top-ranked warriors' confrontation before battle was no longer a contest of Qi force or Shi, but a mysterious mental battle!

...

Meanwhile, at a riverbank.

"Kill!"

Avril was covered in Fighting Spirit, her whole body like a hedgehog.

The opponent she held fell to the ground bleeding profusely, weakly.

"Another fragment…"

She picked up a token fragment, somewhat wistfully: "Why haven't I seen that vulture Li Wei? His blood must taste better than others…"

...

In the center of Death Island.

On the Dao Discussion Platform.

This platform uses a leveled mountain peak as its base, appearing to soar into the clouds, yet its surface is smooth as a mirror.

The Martial Madman stood at the center of the platform, like a god overlooking all beings.

"Master..."

At this moment, a tall woman with blonde hair and blue eyes approached the Martial Madman from behind: "The seed candidates you favored, we've sent people to test their strength one by one... Five of the Eight Generals died in battle... It is their honor to die for the master."

"Very good, I hope the ones coming won't disappoint me."

There was a glimmer of anticipation in the Martial Madman's eyes: "Moreover... in such a grand event, there are three dark horses among them, and their opportunities might just be the True Martial Talisman!"

He had coveted this supreme treasure of Zhenwu Mountain for a long time.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was no chance; hundreds of thousands of years later, it was a bit late when the news came, as the Turtle-Snake Sect had already been annihilated.

Even the sect leader Gui Yanyan was confirmed to have died from Rainbow Transformation.

However, he believed the True Martial Talisman would definitely appear.

"According to the prophecy of the True Martial Ancestor, the golden era is bound to come... I will definitely reach the pinnacle of Martial Arts, until immortality!"

The Martial Madman clenched his fist.

"Master... and the Demon Sect... are we being too lenient? You must know... Demon Sect's Ninth Grade cannot be compared one-to-one with our Martial Arts... their Second Rank Ruins Lord can already battle above the Void Realm."

The female secretary hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I did it on purpose..."

The Martial Madman looked in a certain direction, a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "The Demon Sect's First Grade is said to have the ability to attain longevity in this world... If I can't break through to a higher realm this time, then I can only take another path, dabbling in the profession of the Demon Sect, hoping to live until the coming golden era."

Having lived until now, he had already enjoyed everything, with every relative, disciple, and friend dead...

The only goal left was the rumored pinnacle of Martial Arts!

Raising tigers to court calamity?

That's something?

...

A valley.

The pitch-black coffin dismantled from the ship is soaking in a massive Blood Pool.

"Truly worthy of being the world's first martial arts tournament..."

A Demon Sect disciple, looking at the constantly glowing runes on the coffin, couldn't help but sigh: "In normal times, where could you see so many Void Realm and even higher experts dying en masse?"

"It's also thanks to the Martial Madman, along with our full cooperation... that we were able to create such a spectacle."

"Yet another expert has arrived, which is also part of the ritual."

A Third Rank 'Eternal Darkness Marquis' suddenly spoke.

Following that, an overwhelmingly dense darkness surged out, forming a lake, instantly 'drowning' an area.

Swish!

Within the darkness, a blade light burst forth: "Demon Sect fiends, everyone must exterminate them!"

This is an expert from the Daluo court!

Although the Daluo court had already entered the end of its dynasty, a centipede dies but never falls down completely, and some inner court experts could still be gathered.

The Demon Sect could attract inner court experts by naturally spreading the true news—the Demon Sect Hierarch was seeking a breakthrough!

Even during the breakthrough, he would fall into the weakest state, which was the best opportunity to kill him.

If this opportunity was missed, it would bring 'the end' to the entire world!

And the opponent would definitely appear on Death Island, in the most vulnerable state!

This news was indeed true, and thus it could attract a large number of righteous path experts.

However, they were unaware that as each of these Martial Arts experts walked toward their end, it essentially equated to tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of people walking towards death...

The end aura brought about by this was exactly what the Demon Sect Hierarch longed for!

"Wu Hou is dead..."

"It's Lie Shan the Great Grandmaster!"

"Another two Eternal Darkness Marquises..."

One by one, the black-clad figures disappeared, and pieces of darkness were torn apart.

Finally, an elder with red hair and beard, holding a treasure blade as thin as a cicada's wing, walked to the Blood Pool.

The intelligence was not wrong; now was indeed the Demon Sect Hierarch's weakest moment.

Moreover, the Demon Sect had now suffered heavy casualties.

"Ruins Lord... die!"

Lie Shan the Great Grandmaster slashed out with his blade, and the void seemed to be ripped apart.

Screech!

The pitch-black coffin split in two, revealing the Demon Sect Hierarch inside.

A trace of fear appeared on his pale face, and a line of blood appeared on his neck.

Crash...

The Demon Sect Hierarch's body directly shattered...

"This..."

Even Lie Shan the Great Grandmaster, who struck the blow, found it hard to believe: "The Demon Sect Hierarch, who roamed unchecked for years, died just like that? No, something's wrong!"

His Martial Artist intuition sensed an incredibly terrifying danger.

What flowed from the Demon Sect Hierarch's body was not fresh red blood, but a pitch-black, viscous liquid... similar to oil.

Within the squirming ink-black liquid, various bizarre runes moved around, gradually becoming complete from being fragmented.

Boom!

At this moment, all the Martial Arts Grandmasters on the path of death couldn't help but turn their heads, looking towards where the Demon Sect Hierarch was, feeling an overwhelming sense of impending doom.

"Senior?"

Having just taken down Gong Jiuyuan and taken the fragments of his token, Li Wei looked up abruptly: "This is..."

"The end... has arrived." From within the True Martial Talisman, came Fang Xing's eerie sigh.