In less than a month after he returned to Zhen Wu Saint Emperor City, the people in Feng Bumian and the other two's territories presented their martial arts to him and swore their loyalty.
Chen Guang did not need their loyalty. Their loyalty was not trustworthy.
However, Chen Guang did not care. The other lords either wanted to collect the natural treasures produced in the area, or they wanted to take over the resources and trade with others. Their goal was to obtain natural treasures that could improve their bones, or they did it for women, or they were obsessed with power.
If it was for the cultivation of martial arts, there was an inexhaustible supply of Yin and Yang Qi in this world.
Or if it was for the Peerless Secret Manual. It was difficult to find a Martial Emperor's secret manual, but as long as one could become a Martial Disciple, they could become a lord of a city. At the very least, they could seek refuge with a Martial Artist. Martial Emperor's secret manual was not hard to find. Perhaps the Virgin Divine Skill that had dragged Chen Guang into the pit was a little special.
Therefore, the benefits of ruling a territory were not important to Chen Guang.
All he needed was a variety of martial arts, the more the better.
With his current strength, he had already surpassed the limit of the first level. He should have left for the second level immediately.
Even if he stayed in the second level, he would not be able to meet any worthy opponents.
In the entire True Martial Land, if a person became a hero but didn't go to the second layer, and instead stubbornly stayed in the first layer, he would be despised by the people. On the other hand, he would be hunted down by a mysterious organization.
So on and so forth, after becoming a hero, one had to go to the third level.
No one knew who had founded this mysterious organization, and no one knew the upper limit of its strength.
However, it was rumored that there were once five tyrannical Martial Emperors in the eighth floor. They had acted in an unbridled and arrogant manner. They had wantonly abused the weak. What was even more shameful was that these Martial Emperors had joined forces. They had proclaimed that they were unafraid of anyone in the True Martial Land.
However, in the end, only one Martial Emperor from the mysterious organization came to fight these five heartless Martial Emperors alone.
That battle changed the color of the eighth level. The mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the rivers stopped flowing.
In the end, the five Martial Emperors died on the spot, and the mysterious Martial Emperor left.
Even now, the wreckage of the battlefield left behind by that tragic battle had not been erased, and a large city had even been rebuilt on the ruins.
The six Martial Emperors frantically executed their methods. Not only did they make the Yin and Yang Qi in that place thicker, they also left behind many traces of the profound meaning of martial arts. For example, the stones used to build the city walls might have once dripped with the blood of a Martial Emperor. The puddles and lakes outside the city might have been formed when a Martial Emperor was knocked to the ground.
If martial artists stayed near the big city, their cultivation progress would be faster, and they would have the possibility of obtaining the treasures left behind by the predecessors at any time.
That city was called One Emperor City, and it was one of the Holy Lands of the True Martial Continent's eighth layer.
From this, one could see how powerful the Mysterious Organization was.
However, ever since Chen Guang became a vigilante, he had not fought, so he did not break the rules of the True Martial Continent. No matter how powerful the mysterious organization was, no one knew that he was a vigilante other than himself, and they would not come looking for trouble with him.
However, he was not in a hurry to leave. As the saying goes, sharpening one's axe will not delay the work of cutting firewood. For the next five years, he stayed quietly in Saint Emperor City. He focused on studying the various martial arts that he had obtained from the Martial Lord's cave and the territories of Feng Bumian and the other two. At the same time, he slowly increased his power.
Feng Bumian and the other two invited him to explore the cave. Although they had planned to kill him, they were worried that Chen Guang was too strong for them to fight.
If Chen Guang had displayed a stronger inner strength than the white-haired old man, they might not have attacked him.
Therefore, Chen Guang found a total of fourteen Martial Emperor level techniques from the pile of books left behind by the three of them.
Also, because Chen Guang did not have any goals, and he never ordered people to plunder the resources in his territory, the thirty-three cities that had joined him developed very quickly.
Agriculture and commerce were flourishing, and people lived in peace and contentment. However, he had no desires. The merchants who were grateful for his kindness could only collect all kinds of high-end martial arts books from afar. In five years, they had collected ten Martial Emperor level techniques and a few others.
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed since he came to the True Martial Continent.
In these ten years, he had truly mastered a total of thirty-five Martial Emperor Level Martial Arts and hundreds of others of various ranks.
As for his power, it did not improve much. He was still at the beginning of the Martial Hero level, which was equivalent to the peak of modern martial arts like Muscle Strength.
However, from the Martial Hero level to the Martial Hero level, this seemed simple, but Chen Guang knew that it was a big threshold.
In the Land of the True Martial Arts, cultivating from the level of a swordsman to the level of a hero was equivalent to crossing the threshold of the Muscle Strength in the real world.
This was a long and arduous process.
In fact, sometimes Chen Guang felt sorry for the people of the True Martial Continent. They had such abundant Yin and Yang Qi, and the power of their moves was dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than in the real world. However, it was so difficult for them to improve their realm.
In the real world, there was no need to talk about geniuses like Wen Wen. However, geniuses who were one level lower, such as Xin Qin and Wu Miaowan, had reached the peak of Bone Strength before the age of twenty. In the Land of True Martial Arts, these geniuses were equivalent to Revered Martial Artists.
For the natives of this world, unless the upper-class residents were born with high-level inner strength, even if they were geniuses, they would need at least tens or even hundreds of years to climb their way to the rank of a Martial Honor after cultivating from the bottom.
The Transcendence Holy Grail hadn't given him any explanation for this. However, Chen Guang personally felt that it might be because the laws of the True Martial World weren't as complete as the real world. As a result, it was extremely difficult for martial practitioners to comprehend the realm of the martial dao. It was just like how even a talented youth wouldn't be able to learn calculus at the age of ten if he followed the rules and attended elementary school like an ordinary person.
Take Chen Guang for example. He had been here for a whole ten years. If he could improve at the same speed as in the real world, he would have reached the peak of Bone Strength by now, even if he did not meditate. His realm would not be lower than Xin Qin's.
In the past ten years, Chen Guang had lived a comfortable life in the True Martial Holy Emperor City. After killing Feng Bumian and the other two, although he did not provoke others, the title of the strongest martial artist still spread like wildfire in the first level.
Under his rule, the thirty-three cities became more prosperous and the people lived in peace.
If it was not for the fact that he had to leave this world, Chen Guang would not have wanted to leave.
However, all good things must come to an end in this world.
Although people kept sending him all kinds of martial arts, the only thing he really needed was the Void Scripture of Taixuan, which he had spent five years trying to understand.
On this day, he put the Void Scripture of Taixuan into his bag, packed a few things, and planned to leave.
"Sir, do you have to leave? Although I knew this day would come sooner or later, I thought you would have to attend my funeral before leaving. "
Old Bao looked much older than before. It was very strenuous for him to speak with trembling hands.
Chen Guang looked at him helplessly. These years, Old Bao had gotten a lot of treasures to nourish his body. However, his talent was limited, and it came too late. In the end, there was nothing he could do.
Chen Guang patted him on the shoulder with his broken hand. "It is said that the most difficult thing in life is parting. The True Martial Holy Land is vast and boundless. After you die, I don't know when and where I will see you in the future. Instead of being sad for no reason, it is better to be carefree and leave happily. As a child of the Jianghu, it is difficult to meet and it is difficult to say goodbye. Everyone has their own path. Instead of being sad for no reason, it is better to move forward freely. In the long road of life, if you can remember some good friends, it is a blessing. But if it is too long and you forget each other, there is no need to care. This is also fate that once existed. "
Actually, Chen Guang felt that he had a way to find Old Bao Bo again. It wasn't difficult. If he died once, he would have to start all over again. He would still be in the True Martial Sacred Emperor City.
"Sir, I can only live for about half a year. If you leave, our Holy Emperor City … will be in danger. I am not doing this for myself. When I die, there is no need to care about the flood behind me. But now that the Holy Emperor City has such power, you are letting it go so easily! "
Old Bao cried.
Chen Guang did not stay any longer. He walked out of the City Lord's Mansion. "Old Bao, in the True Martial Holy Land, the so-called power is just an illusion. Only strength can last forever. In fact, I have already become a hero. I should have taken a step forward and reached a higher realm. Instead of being content with a corner, of course, it is much more interesting to roam the world. You do not need to worry about the prosperity of the Holy Emperor City or even the 33 cities. Everyone has their own destiny. Anyway, won't you still be a hero after 20 years? "
"What! Sir, you are already a hero? "
Old Bao did not know where he got the strength from, but he chased after him. When the people outside the City Lord's Mansion saw that Chen Guang was leaving, they also followed.
Chen Guang's steps became faster and faster. His inner strength was bursting. He walked with an imposing manner, confident and heroic.
Gradually, more and more people came out of the city. After the renovation, the spacious street was densely packed with people. They jogged all the way to follow Chen Guang.
Chen Guang walked out of the city gate and looked back.
In the huge True Martial Holy Emperor City, hundreds of thousands of people were already kneeling along the ten miles of street.
Their Holy Emperor was going to pursue a higher martial path.
Although everyone knew that this day would come sooner or later, when it really came, they could not help but feel emotional.
In these ten years, Chen Guang had brought them a very good life.
However, everyone knew that ever since the Saint Emperor had made his debut, he had fought three times to establish himself as the strongest martial artist of the first layer. His peerless talent should not have been buried. He should have been a mighty eagle soaring through the sky.
Even if the Holy Emperor City was the most majestic city in the first layer, and the 33 cities were also the most majestic country in the first layer, they were not worthy of his talent.
"Everyone! There is no need to feel emotional. Sooner or later, the name of I, Chen Guang, will shine like the sky. At that time, if any of you can keep up with my footsteps, sooner or later, we will meet again. Although the True Martial Holy Emperor City is located in the lowest layer of the True Martial Land, and most of the people who grew up here are muggles without talent, as the saying goes, the sky is as high as your heart is high! "
"Now, I will tell you that I called myself the True Martial Holy Emperor because I believed that I would become a real Martial Emperor sooner or later! Therefore, since you are my people, the foundation of my foothold on this land, I hope that you will not disgrace my name! In the future, I hope that when the people of the True Martial Holy Emperor City reach the second and third layer, or even the eighth and ninth layer, you must remember that you used to be my people! "
After saying that, he flew up and whistled. The White Jade Iron Hoof Horse, which had followed Chen Guang for three years, galloped out of the dense forest outside the city. It was bought by Old Bao's nephew from the far west. He landed on the back of the horse and flew away like lightning.
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