Yang Wu's massacre quickly came to an end.
One god-level expert after another was slaughtered by Yang Qi, and the old woman watched calmly from the side. Occasionally, a gleam of admiration flickered in her eyes. "You have good eyes, Princess. If he can get to the god world, he'll definitely be able to cause some trouble. Unfortunately, he's just a kid from the mortal world. He has no background, so it's impossible for a toad to eat swan meat."
The old woman didn't stay any longer. She quietly disappeared from this world.
When Yang Wu finished off his last opponent, he discovered that the old woman had disappeared. The corpses of the god-level creatures around him had also completely disappeared.
"Could it be another illusion?" Yang Wu asked himself.
He thought back to what had just happened. He was certain that it wasn't an illusion. Perhaps the old woman had used some heaven-defying method to move the corpses, or perhaps it was because of the special nature of this battlefield. He felt that this battlefield made his hair stand on end.
"Let's go." Yang Wu activated his Great Circulatory Cycle. He called out to the Crow Clan, then headed in the direction of the Demon Realm.
He had basically walked around this place. He had also entered the Four Great Forbidden Lands. He didn't want to waste any more time.
As for whether or not Great Emperor Zhen Wu's Thunder Division was in the Lightning Space, he didn't care at all.
He didn't feel that he had anything to do with Great Emperor Zhen Wu. Even if he did, so what? He was Yang Wu. No one could control his fate.
He wanted to defy the heavens and change his fate. He wanted to create his own legend.
On his way to Demon City, he passed by the Void Ancient City. He looked at it from afar and muttered, "If I have the chance to come back in the future, I'll definitely find out the secret of this place."
Yang Wu increased his speed and returned to the ruins near Demon City.
The ruins didn't seem to have changed at all. He couldn't see the stone stele below, and there was no trace of the young Martial God.
In the past, many demons would wander around here. Now, however, this place had become a forbidden area in Demon City. No demons dared to approach this place.
When tens of thousands of crows arrived, they still alarmed the Demon Race living beings in this area.
Some of the Demons cried out in alarm, warning the Crow Tribe not to let them come any closer. There were even some Demons who wanted to rush out and deal with the Crow Tribe. However, when they saw Yang Wu, they stopped and shouted, "Don't go out! It's the human who destroyed our city!"
One man against one city.
How many people could accomplish such a feat?
Yang Wu had slaughtered the Demon Race's Deity level life forms and even forced the Demon Race's emissary to flee. This had long frightened the Demon Race's life forms.
A Demon Race being shouted indignantly, "What kind of human dares to be so arrogant!"
Yang Wu's hearing was astonishing. He heard the words of this devil and shouted, "This young master is here. Do you devils dare to come out and fight?"
With that, an ancient bow appeared in his hand. He nocked an arrow and shot it at the Devil Race.
Whoosh!
A beam of light containing terrifying power streaked across like a meteor. The demon that had just spoken didn't even have the chance to react before it was nailed between its eyebrows. Its body fell back and smashed into the city wall. It couldn't be more dead, but it died with its eyes wide open.
He had just casually said something. How did he get himself killed?
Was this the legendary saying, "Trouble comes from careless talk"?
"Hurry … Hurry back to the city." The Demon Race being in the lead panicked. He shouted and ran back to the city first.
Only then did the other demons react. They hurriedly turned around and ran back to the city, afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of their comrade.
Wuguna flattered, "Master is mighty."
The other crows also cried out, "Master is mighty."
"Stop flattering me. Come with me." Yang Wu laughed and brought them to the ruins.
Yang Wu arrived at the ruins and shouted, "Ancestor, come out. I, Yang Wu, have returned."
His voice echoed in this place. The ruins didn't respond for a long time, making him feel very awkward.
"Come out for me." Yang Wu shouted again. He stabbed the Luo Water Spear into the ground.
Bang!
This time, there was finally a response.
The ruins began to crack and a stone tablet gradually appeared.
Yang Wu once again looked at the stone tablet and discovered that it had experienced the vicissitudes of life and emitted an ancient aura. Furthermore, there was actually a single word carved on the stone tablet. It was the word "Martial".
This word was ancient. Each stroke was filled with power. It was as if a peerless expert had used a weapon to carve it.
Yang Wu looked at this "Martial" character and was deeply immersed in it. He always felt a familiar feeling in his heart. He seemed to be able to see this "Martial" character moving. He couldn't help but open his soul eye and saw the "Young Martial God" walking out.
"Spar with me!" the young Martial God said and attacked Yang Wu.
The young Martial God was like a Black Tortoise descending. The powerful Black Tortoise Tyrannical Fist came crashing down on Yang Wu. There was no power in it. There was only a thick Black Tortoise Dao and a powerful fist intent.
Yang Wu didn't use any power. He met this punch with the same Black Tortoise Tyrannical Fist.
Bang!
After the two fists collided, Yang Wu was sent flying by the punch.
"You're so weak!" the young Martial God said disdainfully to Yang Wu.
"Again!" Yang Wu was filled with fighting spirit. He shouted and met the young Martial God's attack with another attack.
He could defeat the young Martial God in the God of War Pagoda. He could do the same now.
Yang Wu's physical body was already very strong. He had broken through to the Great Perfection Sacred Body and was comparable to a Divine Body. The power of his punch was incomparably majestic. Even if he didn't use Xuan Qi, he could still kill an ordinary Divine Realm living being.
The young Martial God's lips curled into a faint smile as he fought with Yang Wu.
The two young Martial Gods fought with all their strength. Punch after punch, they fought faster and faster. It was overwhelming.
Yang Wu was still at a disadvantage. He was continuously forced back. His arms were numb.
"Use your full strength. Otherwise, you're not my match," the young Martial God said.
Thus, Yang Wu became a two hundred foot tall giant and fought with the young Martial God again.
The two of them fought even more fiercely. The sound of fists exploding in the sky was no weaker than the sound caused by using Xuan Qi.
Yang Wu finally recovered from his disadvantage and was able to suppress the young Martial God.
He realized that the young Martial God's understanding of the Martial Dao had reached a deeper level. Every punch contained the truth, causing him to be unable to achieve anything.
When the young Martial God was forced back by Yang Wu again, the young Martial God stopped attacking.
"I've gained a lot from this trip. You pass," the young Martial God said.
He didn't completely unleash his willpower. Otherwise, Yang Wu wouldn't be his match. He only suppressed his cultivation level to the peak of the Sage Realm to compete with Yang Wu.
Yang Wu was only at the sixth level of the Star Rune Realm. He was already at an advantage when he was at the peak of the Sage Realm.
For Yang Wu to be able to force him back, it was enough to show that Yang Wu's improvement was extraordinary.
"Can I go back now?" Yang Wu asked.
"There's no rush. There's still one more thing to do," the young Martial God said.
Yang Wu anxiously said, "I've gathered a million God Stones and I've been to all the dangerous places. Now you're telling me there's still something to do? Are you messing with me? "
He had been waiting for this day for a long time. It had been about four years since he moved here from the Purple Firmament Hall. If he didn't go back soon, his family would go crazy.
"Haha, so what if I'm messing with you? Are you going to bite me?" The young Martial God laughed.
Yang Wu was instantly speechless.
He really couldn't do anything to the other party. He could only obediently beg, "Stop messing around. I'm really anxious to go back."
"I'm not messing around with you. Comprehend the word 'Martial' and you can leave." The young Martial God pointed at the word 'Martial' on the stone tablet and said.
"You said it yourself. Don't play with me anymore." Yang Wu said.
"Naturally, I won't. My mission ends here," the young Martial God replied.
Thus, Yang Wu didn't waste any more words with the young Martial God. He began to look at the Martial Intent. His Soul Eye impatiently opened, hoping to gain something as soon as possible.
The young Martial God smiled, and his figure disappeared into the stone tablet.
Yang Wu stared at the stone tablet. For three whole days, he was unable to comprehend anything from the word 'Martial'.
"I can't see the Divine Chain, nor can I discover any realm. Why is it like this?" Yang Wu asked in his heart.
He became more and more impatient. He wished he could immediately comprehend the mysteries of the word 'Martial', but he didn't gain anything.
Yang Wu couldn't help but roar, "Come out! Are you messing with me!?"
The young Martial God didn't appear, so it didn't matter what he called out.
Yang Wu powerlessly sat down, feeling a trace of despair. This feeling of having his fate in the hands of another was too unbearable.
"There will be a day when I will control my own fate." Yang Wu roared in his heart.
At this time, Wuguna rushed over and said to Yang Wu, "Master, this word feels like yours."
"What do you mean? I feel like a word. Are you asking for a beating? "Yang Wu retorted.
"No, Master, listen to me. I'm saying that this word feels like yours. How should I put it? It feels like nothing can stop you. You can defeat your opponent."
"Are you saying that I'm invincible?"
"Yes, yes. It means invincible."
"Invincible, invincible …" Yang Wu muttered. He looked at the word 'Martial', and a smile appeared on his face. "Thank you, Wuguna. I know what this word means."
In the next moment, Yang Wu's will burst forth, and his spiritual power poured into the word 'Martial'.
Then, the word 'Martial' came to life again.
Yang Wu felt an invincible will sweep over him. The word 'Martial' moved horizontally and vertically, as if a peerless expert was moving. He gradually immersed himself in it and roared, "There is no second in Martial. I am invincible."
Martial represented the Martial Dao, and it also represented Yang Wu's fate. As long as he had an invincible will, he would become more courageous as he fought, and he would be invincible. He would not fear any enemy, and he would have the power to crush everything.
Everything he had experienced during this time flashed through his mind. The Wind Spirit Clan, the Dark Moon Clan, the White Mouse Clan, the White Eagle Clan … Even that old woman. The fear he had once felt was all shattered under his fists.
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