High Martial: I Grind Professions

With tears in her eyes, the little girl stared blankly at the sky, as if truly searching for that lone figure.

In the park, an old man bent down to pick up a fallen chess piece, clenching it tightly in his palm.

A stunning light erupted from his cloudy eyes as he abruptly straightened his stooped back.

From every street corner and alleyway, from cities to villages, across oceans and on lonely islands... countless voices converged into a torrent that shook the very heavens:

"The Human Race will triumph—!"

"Long live the Changning Saint Venerable—!"

Fear receded like the tide, replaced by a more powerful conviction, one that stemmed from the very depths of their blood.

It was an almost fanatical reverence for Li Wen, an unshakable faith in the future of the Human Race.

At that moment, all of Blue Star was pulled back from the abyss of despair.

A majestic, unprecedented fighting spirit erupted, uniting them all against a common enemy.

...

「In the cozy dining room of Li Manor.」

Li Wen was enjoying lunch with his parents.

Outside, the sky suddenly darkened, enveloped in a scarlet gloom. His parents’ faces turned deathly pale in an instant, the hands holding their chopsticks trembling slightly.

The panic gripping the globe seemed to seep into the room through the very air.

However, when Ye Qin’s powerful voice rang out, when the cries of "Changning Saint Venerable," "all part of the plan," and "the Human Race will triumph" echoed across the world...

The terror in his parents’ eyes was quickly replaced by a complex mixture of pride, worry, and boundless trust.

Li Wen calmly set down his chopsticks. His bowl of rice was still half-full.

He looked at his parents, a gentle and reassuring smile on his face. His voice was as calm as if he were mentioning something trivial:

"Dad, Mom, don’t worry, just finish your meal. I’ll be right back."

He finished speaking without even rising from his seat.

There, at the dining table, he casually swiped a finger through the air in front of him.

RRRIP—!

A pitch-black rift suddenly appeared, its edges crackling with faint spatial arcs.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare, only a heart-stopping silence.

The next moment, Li Wen’s figure sank into the spatial rift and vanished.

The rift immediately sealed itself, as if it had never been there at all.

All that remained was a faint spatial ripple in the dining room and the still-warm meal on the table.

「At the apex of the sky.」

The world projection—so vast it eclipsed the entire sky, a sinister scarlet that radiated world-ending power—was now less than a thousand meters from Blue Star’s atmosphere.

Within the projection, its mountains and terrain were clearly visible, teeming with countless, hideous figures of the Demon Race.

Four colossal, indistinct figures of a monarchal bearing stood within, emitting a monstrous demonic aura. They were like four divine mountains on the verge of toppling over.

They pressed down with an aura that promised to destroy everything in their path.

The entire Blue Star seemed to groan under the immense pressure of the projection.

The atmosphere twisted, the light grew dim, and the terrifying pressure was enough to make the oceans below stand still.

Beneath this apocalyptic vista, at the center of the sky shrouded by a boundless demonic miasma...

A single, minuscule figure appeared out of thin air.

Clad in fluttering green robes, his figure stood as straight and tall as a solitary mountain peak.

It was Li Wen.

He released no earth-shattering aura, not even bothering to unleash the terrifying pressure of the Ninth Layer of Primordial Spirit.

He just hovered there silently, as if he had existed in that very spot since the dawn of the universe.

One man.

Facing the crushing projection of an entire world. Facing the countless, hideous demons within it. Facing the four terrifying Demon Emperors about to cross the boundary between realms!

As insignificant as a speck of dust, yet he seemed to hold up the heavens and the earth!

The sun was completely devoured by the projection of the Demon Realm.

Beneath the scarlet canopy, that solitary figure became the only source of light in the world.

He was the final, and only, hope for all of humanity on Blue Star.

One man at the pass, ten thousand demons shall not pass!