Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques

"Bang."

This punch carried an incredibly terrifying power.

However, the horrifying energy dissipated into nothingness as it neared the three figures.

It was as if an invisible barrier had blocked Cang Yue's attack.

"You all..."

Cang Yue suddenly had a foreboding feeling in his heart.

These three individuals did not seem like Martial Sovereigns.

No Martial Sovereign he had ever encountered possessed such an ability—to neutralize his attack without even moving.

This kind of technique, this kind of aura, faintly reminded Cang Yue of that Elder on the stage—the sole Martial Saint of the Taichang Sacred Land!

"Are these the so-called top martial artists of the Taixuan people?"

"Too weak. At best, their strength merely rivals the Divine Power Realm..."

Lu Changsheng spoke.

These three individuals were none other than Lu Changsheng, Xia Chengfeng, and Zhao Yujian.

The three had arrived at the Taichang Sacred Land.

Lu Changsheng had intended to test the strongest martial artist among the Taixuan people—Cang Yue, the Martial Sovereign.

It was said that Martial Sovereigns were second only to the pinnacle combatants of the Taixuan people—the Martial Saints!

Unfortunately, Cang Yue's strength left Lu Changsheng deeply disappointed.

Only comparable to the mere Divine Power Realm—against Lu Changsheng's current prowess, he could blow him away with just a puff of air.

"All we want is the Taichang Divine Stone!"

After Lu Changsheng finished speaking, he casually waved his hand.

It was a simple, utterly unadorned wave of the hand.

Solely relying on the strength of his physical body.

A terrifying gust of wind surged forth, directly "pushing" Cang Yue Martial Sovereign down.

Cang Yue stumbled and fell to the ground.

Cang Yue's heart filled with utter shock.

"Which Holy Land's Martial Saints are you?"

Unable to keep it in, Cang Yue shouted in alarm.

Martial Saints!

Cang Yue believed that all three of them were Martial Saints!

For a moment, the hundreds and thousands of people below were utterly incredulous.

"What, these three are actually Martial Saints?"

"Impossible! Martial Saints are so exalted—how could three of them suddenly appear at once? Moreover, is there even a Holy Land capable of mobilizing three Martial Saints simultaneously?"

"Maybe it's Martial Saints from different Holy Lands working together, trying to seize the Taichang Divine Stone."

"It's possible. Martial Saints... This spells massive trouble for the Taichang Sacred Land..."

The ordinary people and low-level martial artists who had come to join the Taichang Sacred Land all trembled in fear, their expressions filled with dread and uncertainty.

Martial Saints!

Many people would never even get a glimpse of a single Martial Saint in their entire lives.

Yet now, they had actually seen three Martial Saints!

And judging by their demeanor, these three Martial Saints came with ill intentions—this was bound to escalate into a Martial Saint-level confrontation.

A clash between Martial Saints would have catastrophic consequences.

It could plunge the entire Taichang Sacred Land into irreparable destruction.

As such, many people began fleeing in droves.

At this moment, Xia Chengfeng and Zhao Yujian showed no restraint whatsoever.

They each reached out with a massive grasp.

"Boom!"

The Taichang Divine Stone trembled violently.

The enormous Divine Stone was uprooted from the ground by Xia Chengfeng's sheer force.

This kind of maneuver was utterly shocking and horrifying.

"Stop!"

"How dare you act so brazenly in the Taichang Sacred Land?"

"There is an enemy attack!"

Such monumental commotion immediately alarmed numerous Martial Sovereigns within the Taichang Sacred Land.

One after another, Martial Sovereigns soared into the sky, their faces brimming with fury.

Upon witnessing someone attempting to seize the Taichang Divine Stone, their rage boiled over, and they charged directly at Lu Changsheng and the others.

"Noisy."

Zhao Yujian's expression turned icy.

To them, the "natives" of this Secret Realm were of little concern to most Ancient Domain powerhouses.

Though they weren't treated as mere ants, these natives were essentially beneath notice.

And now these natives dared to obstruct them from claiming the Taichang Divine Stone? Zhao Yujian wasn't about to go easy on them.

"Fire."

With a single thought, Zhao Yujian activated his mental domain.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yujian's mental domain descended, instantly enveloping the entire Taichang Sacred Land.

In the void, terrifying flames erupted and ignited.

It was the Law!

The barest hint of power from that Law reduced the entire Taichang Sacred Land to something resembling the apocalypse.

Such earth-shattering, heaven-destroying power wasn't something these martial artists could possibly resist.

"Help! Save us!"

"We beg for mercy, mighty Martial Saints, spare our lives."

"We're just ordinary people here to seek tutelage! Please have mercy..."

Countless people knelt to the ground, kowtowing desperately.

Those nightmarish flames seemed poised to burn the entire Taichang Sacred Land to ash.

They gazed up at the horrifying blaze, overwhelmed by shock.

What kind of technique was this?

It was as if gods or demons had descended.

Could this be the might of Martial Saints?

It was terrifying beyond imagination.

It felt as though the heavens and earth were on the verge of collapse.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a thunderous voice rang out from within the Taichang Sacred Land.

Soon after, an elder with white hair and beard ascended high into the sky, appearing in the void.

"Void Seal!"

The elder waved his hand, and it seemed as if the very void had been sealed.

"A Martial Saint! That's the Martial Saint of the Taichang Sacred Land!"

"It's the Patriarch, the sole Martial Saint Ancestor of the Taichang Sacred Land!"

"The Ancestor has finally taken action; we are saved!"

The numerous Martial Sovereigns of the Taichang Sacred Land erupted with joy upon seeing the elder with white hair before them.

A Martial Saint!

This was the Martial Saint of the Taichang Sacred Land!

As long as the Martial Saint stood, the Taichang Sacred Land would never fall.

"Hmm?"

"Void Law?"

"A native from the Secret Realm capable of comprehending the Void Law? Even if it's merely the Void Law of the Secret Realm, this is extraordinary..."

Both Zhao Yujian and Xia Chengfeng, as well as Lu Changsheng, were somewhat surprised.

After all, they were genuinely locked down by the Void Seal.

This was the power of Law—but it wasn't channeled through mental domains but rather through the entire Secret Realm itself!

If the Martial Sovereign was comparable to the Divine Power Realm,

then the Martial Saint, on the surface, was simply one level higher.

Yet they leapt directly from Divine Power to Dao Foundation, mastering the Laws.

Such a massive leap was nearly inconceivable.

No wonder the emergence of a single Martial Saint within the Taichang Sacred Land was so arduous.

The magnitude of this leap was beyond imagination.

Although the Taichang Sacred Land's Martial Saint wielded the Void Law, neither Zhao Yujian nor Lu Changsheng or Xia Chengfeng seemed particularly concerned.

Mere Void Law.

In the Ancient Domain, such mastery would have been among the most formidable Dao Foundations.

After all, the Void Law was exceedingly powerful.

However, this was merely within the Secret Realm.

Mere Void Law.

A Dao Foundation master could shatter the very fabric of the Secret Realm's void; why would they care about the Void Law?

"Crack."

The surrounding void suddenly fractured,

shattering like a mirror.