The Supreme God of Martial Arts

On the Earth, many abandoned temples could be found. They had been there lonely all the tsince before many now-living

cultivators were conceived, as if they were in a deep slumber. However, now they were all emitting a bright glow.

Those temples were located along the edges of cliffs cut out of famous mountains. Up until this point, they had been left ignored

because

they were secluded and appeared to be crumbling away.

Even if speople found them by accident, no one had cared to view the inside of them for centuries.

But now, something was about to happen. Inside, broken pieces of mossy statues rose and threw themselves back into their

rightful places on the surface of the grand altar. The air around them glowed and rippled with a strong, royal aura. The light was so

intense that it didn't take long for the cultivators to notice.

"Do you guys see that? The shrines are giving off light. Is this an omen for the return of the gods?"

"I don't know, but something important is definitely about to happen!"

Within moments, a few figures were flying towards those temples at full speed.

On the Earth, the cultivators had nearly becextinct—spiritual energy was exhausted; resources were in shortage, and the

civilization of cultivation was about to disappear.

However, the few remaining were persistent and they fought to keep what was theirs.

These mountains bectheir homes and they secluded themselves from the outside world.

This was the only way that they could practice. Most of the spiritual energy and Earth Energy had gathered in one place: a hidden

cave that was opened up by ancient gods for disciples to learn and improve, barely letting them pass down their generations.

These sects were the last group of cultivators on the Earth.

And their strength had never been able to reach its full potential.

Most of them were equivalent to the Energy Gathering Realm cultivators of the PrMartial World!

Very rarely, a lucky cultivator would reach the Earth Realm and everyone else would worship at their feet.

And even more insane, if one was found at the Mysterious Realm, he would be regarded as a legendary god.

In the depths of Karakoram Mountain, standing along the edge of a steep cliff, dozens of people were waiting. They stood silently

and stared at an old temple in front of them as if they were expecting something to leap out at it and give them further

instructions.

The dozens of people all looked special with their unique temperament. By a single glance at them, one would know that they

couldn't be just ordinary men.

At that time, the old temple was shining brightly. All these people were staring at it in shock.

"Leader, what's going on?

This Temple of Queen Siobhan has been deserted and forgotten for so long. Why is the abnormal vision happening today?"

a sturdy man asked, lowering his eyebrows in deep thought.

He looked at an old man who was dressed like a Taoist. Although the latter was old, he was tall and had perfect posture. His sharp

eyes gave away nothing.

Slowly, all the others also turned and looked at the old man, waiting for his answer.

"In our sect, there is an old legend, which is when this temple emits its divine radiance again, it is very likely that it is the tfor

the gods to return to our land,"

the old man explained, speaking very slowly.

‘The return of the gods to our land!"

The shock spread through the crowd like wildfire. They exchanged looks and began whispering amongst each other, spreading the

misconceptions and confusion even further.

After all, none of the cultivators knew for certain if any gods existed.

"Leader, are there really gods in the world?"

a young man asked.

"I can't confirm that as | have never seen them with my own eyes.

However, according to the records of ancient books that were handed down in our sect, there are gods in the world.

But this is not important now.

Instead, we should focus on repairing the temple and rebuilding Queen Siobhan's statue inside the temple. With all of this

happening, the senior leaders of our sect will have to cto worship Queen Siobhan every morning and every afternoon!

And from now on, this temple is going to be off-limits. No one is allowed to get in without permission!"

the old man added slowly and seriously.

"Yes, sir!"

the crowded echoed.

All the way in the depths of other mountains, the sthing was occurring.

There was a hidden sect near every old temple

and at that moment, all those sects had started to pay attention to the old temples and spent a great deal of money repairing

them.

Everywhere, the shrines were glistening and there was hope that the gods would return!

It didn't take long for this piece of news to spread all over the world.

After a few days, the senior leaders of those hidden sects had another big discovery.

It was as though it had crept up on them but only a few of them were surprised at its arrival. The spiritual energy in the air had

becfar denser.

In the biggest mountains, the dragons of spiritual energy had begun to stir and mysterious mist was rising into the sky. From time

to time, the temples there would glow with light, which looked magical and auspicious.

Between heaven and earth, the power of law and order appeared vaguely. In the sky, from tto time, the sound of the great bell

rang out from the void.

For the regular people that resided in the city, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

However, the cultivators of the hidden sects had practiced and been absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. They were very

sensitive to every change that occurred between heaven and earth.

"Oh my God! The spiritual energy in the air is so much more present and powerful these days!

It looks like the return of the gods is not a rumor, and it may really happen!"

On the Earth, the last batch of cultivators were celebrating the impending arrival of the all-powerful gods.

"I can't wait to see what this will do for our cultivation!

If the gods cback, the Earth will probably find back its glorious days like in the ancient times! We will go down in history."

They all felt even more excited when the elders of the hidden sects put their foretelling skills like the Eight Trigrams to use and

made predictions about the gods. It seemed the gods would be returning, according to them; however, they would all have to wait

and see.

Meanwhile, in a lonely space in the boundless Sea of Chaos near the three thousand big and small worlds, there was another small,

old temple located on a wild-looking continent.

In this small temple, on a cracked and dusty altar, there was a piece of faded, old, yellow paper that had been pressed by a stone.

This old, yellow paper was the Ancient Peace Agreement that had caused all the powerful warriors at the Divine Realm in the three

thousand big and small worlds to tremble with fear!

It was this old, yellow piece of paper that governed everything and everyone.

All of a sudden, the old yellow paper started glowing and the brilliant light spurted from it continuously.

Instantly, the whole temple was bathed in a white light that would have blinded anyone who was nearby.

Dragons and phoenixes were singing; black tortoises were slowly swimming, and numerous rose finches were soaring in the sky. All

of the abnormal visions were out of the ordinary but there was no one physically around to see any of it.

"More than ten eras have passed. It seems that what we have been worried about is finally coming true,"

said a man's voice from the yellow paper on the altar table.

"Yes, the evil gods seem to be rising once again.

I'm afraid this will mean that the three thousand big and small worlds are going to face another war."

"Actually, as for the question who is upright and who is evil, it's not that easy to draw the line.

Perhaps we went too far back then."

Several disembodied voices began to discuss and none of them sounded hopeful of a good outcome.

"Last time, it took us so long to get all the worlds to settle down and let the countless creatures live and work in peace.

Now, we also won't allow those evil things to cback to stir up trouble again and destroy the peace of all the worlds,"

an authoritative voice said, ending the discussion.

Inside a city of the Primordial Road, a voice rang out abruptly, and it said, "This is it! I've finally refined a large vessel of spiritual

crystal!

My spiritual sense force has been advanced the most it ever has!"

Seconds later, a young man wearing beast hide walked out of his secluded cultivation place with high spirits and a satisfied smile

on his lips.

A vast amount of spiritual soul energy was released from his head and the space around him twisted and rippled.

The spiritual soul energy that was contained in a large vessel of spiritual crystal had made him appear superhuman.

"Congratulations, young master!"

the earth immortals that were standing in front of him said, bowing respectively.

They knew that if he wanted to, the young master of the Mu Clan could now kill each of them with only one thought.

In the meantime, in another location of the city, someone had burst into laughter suddenly.

"Ha-ha...

I've mastered all of the secret techniques of the spiritual race. Also, I've eaten a few magical pills of the spiritual race.

Now, | can kill ordinary earth immortals using my spiritual soul energy alone!"

The first successor of the Divine Sect, with his hands clasped at his back and his head high, exited the secluded place slowly.

Waves of spiritual soul energy as powerful as hurricanes surrounded his body.

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