The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Crack! Crack!"

The man ran as fast as he could, mustering all his might. As a warrior at the preliminary stage of Astral Realm, he moved rather

quickly.

However, his pace was still too slow compared with the lightening.

The earsplitting claps of thunders exploded and echoed throughout the sky. They were so loud and ominous that the cultivators

could not help but cover their ears.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen of lightning bolts fell from the sky and struck the man with great precision.

"Ahhh!"

He let out a chilling scream as his shield was smashed into pieces by the lightning.

Swirls of smoke rose from his body. He rolled on the ground in pain, over and over again, trying to dispell the despair. Yet it didn't

make any difference. Right then, another streak of lightning cdown and hit him. As a result, he was blasted forcefully and fell

down on the edge of the square.

His body was charred and smoking.

"Oh my god!"

The other warriors were seized with fear. They didn't realize how powerful the lightning was until the charred body was present

right in front of their eyes. It was utterly horrible. The smell of the burning flesh sent them a clear message to stay away, or they

would be faced with the smiserable consequences.

The horrible dead body and the smell that cfrom it sent a chill through those who were trying hard to approach the gate of the

palace. They grew more alert as they proceeded, afraid that the thunder and lightning would do the sto them.

Despite this, no one retreated.

They all believed firmly that inside this palace, there must be sprecious and rare treasures.

It was an once in a lifetchance! Their greed for the treasures blinded them so that they valued them more than their own lives.

More and more warriors joined the team marching towards the gate. They took out their magic treasures to protect themselves,

channeled all their vital energy forces, and walked to the gate step by step.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Ouch!"

All of a sudden, dozens of lightning bolts dropped from the sky and hit another warrior of the Astral Realm.

She was a middle-aged woman dressed in blue clothes and at the intermediate stage of Astral Realm. She was a mature, charming

beauty.

But after the lightning struck, she beca total mess, with her magic treasure smashed into pieces and her clothes torn by the

lightning. Her skin, which had once been fair and pretty, was scorched black. Likewise, she was knocked off and thrown to the edge

of the square, thumping onto the ground, lifeless.

Her clothes had been torn from her blackened form, and yet her shapeliness remained.

Sof the male warriors peeped at her from the corner of their eye. Secretly, they couldn't help but stare at her like pathetic

animals.

"No!"

a short and scrawny middle-aged man roared in anguish. He rushed towards the woman as quickly as he could. "Wake up! Stay

with me! Stay with me," he muttered with a pained voice. At the stime, he took out a pill with his shivering hand and made

her swallow it. Then he hurriedly helped her sit up straight on the ground and crouched down next to her. Putting his palms against

her back, he began to channel his internal strength and transfer his vital energy to her, hoping this would help her recover a bit.

"Boom! Boom!"

Another cultivator at the medium stage of Astral Realm was struck by the lightning. He was knocked off into the air and finally

bumped onto the ground forcefully. His body was charred beyond all question.

His magic treasure, a hossu, was ruined as well. Its bundled hair was burned into ashes, leaving only the wooden handle rolling on

the ground, clattering away until it stopped.

"Bang! Bang!"

A young man with a high-grade divine saber protected himself by covering himself in his sword aura and sword intent. Yet this was

in vain and didn't make a difference at all. He was also hit by the lightning and thunder. He too was scorched intensely.

Most of them who tried to approach the palace were knocked down by the thunder and lightning.

Before long, several people noticed something important.

"Watch out, guys! I've noticed that anyone who goes within four hundred meters away from the palace will be attacked by the

lightning and thunder!"

one of them shouted.

Not everyone who made their way to the gate was attacked, though.

There were warriors who were extremely strong. They overcthe attack and made it closer to the gate.

Among them a young man who was all dressed in white stood out. He had a handsface and an elegant air.

A jade bowl was floating over his head, sparkling with bright white lights.

As the white lights hung down, they enveloped him.

He was now two hundred meters away from the gate, the one who was closest to it.

The lightning attacked him for three or four times. However, he remained intact thanks to his weapon. The jade bowl's lights

deflected the lightning.

He looked rather relaxed and cozy as the lightning rushed towards him, as if he had already anticipated that it couldn't hurt him.

Needless to say, he was very confident about the ability of his bowl. He strode towards his destination as though he were taking a

leisurely stroll.

"Ha ha! You weak losers! None of you will enter this palace. All the treasures inside it will be mine! This result is fated, as | am

much stronger than any of you!"

the young man in white declared loud before he burst into arrogant laughter. A contemptuous sneer was written on his face.

"Look, that jade bowl! It's a low-grade holy weapon!"

someone screamed in surprise.

Everyone turned their eyes towards the bowl which was shining over the young man's head. They could not help but sigh with

admiration.

"I think | know who he is. He is the Holy Son of the Ethereal Palace, one of the forces in Purple Phoenix Holy Kingdom. He is young,

but I've heard that he has reached the preliminary stage of Astral Realm. Such a genius! He has learned and comprehended so

much about the martial skills of the Ethereal Palace. The potential of this young man is beyond measure," another man explained

from what he knew.

"Oh, | got it. No wonder he is behaving so confidently!"

The rest of the crowd finally found out the young man's identify and where his confidence cfrom.