My Arts Evolve When Perfected

On the East Coast, in a coastal border city, a great battle was raging. Relying on a unique Array, the defending Dharma Realm expert from Xia Country fought like one against ten thousand, furiously defending the city as he led a group of Martial Artists in a desperate struggle.

Meanwhile, the leader of the Sang Island Demon Clan threw back his snake-like head and laughed wildly. "Ahahaha, how can ants possibly resist a giant python? Your Xia Country won’t be able to hold the East Coast this time!"

He was one of the most powerful Great Demons currently on Sang Island—or to be more precise, one of the strongest members of the Sakai Family to have fused with the bloodline of BaKi.

’With the support of Lord BaKi’s bloodline, victory is inevitable. Even when facing the plundering crisis, Sang Island still stands strong.’

’In contrast, Xia Country is riddled with wounds. The Kunlun Demon Clan has taken a huge bite out of the Northwest, the interior is a chaotic mess, and it has completely lost the prestige of a great nation...’

SWISH—

Suddenly, a cold light flashed. A chill shot through his very soul, and before he could even realize what was happening, a long spear pierced through his body like a nail, pinning him and plunging toward the ground.

BOOM—

Flames erupted, blasting out a crater. Within a thousand-meter radius, the members of the Sang Island Demon Clan were incinerated into ash, which scattered in the wind.

"!!!"

The great battle instantly halted. Every human and demon alike noticed the earth-shattering scene, stunned frozen where they stood.

SWISH!

The long spear withdrew from the flames and shot back from whence it came. At some point, a young man had appeared, hovering in the sky, causing everyone to look up in awe. "Who... who is that?!"

Although the strongest experts they had seen recently were all at the Dharma Realm, that didn’t mean they had never before witnessed someone above the Grandmaster Level in action.

Clearly, the power of the young man who had just appeared had already surpassed the Grandmaster Level!

Even the Martial Artists defending the city to the death were stunned. The Dharma Realm General, who was burning his life force to control the Array, furrowed his brow. A question escaped his shriveled lips: "Who is he?"

His answer came in the form of one "Rainbow Spear Piercing the Moon" after another. The deformed Snake Race members landing to assault the city were instantly skewered like kebabs, and the aroma of cooked flesh filled the air.

The battle was short and swift. The young man slaughtered thousands of the Sang Island Demon Clan, then vanished into the distance.

He left behind a dazed and bewildered crowd.

Suddenly, from among the scattered Martial Artists, a voice called out, "Jiang Qiu..."

"Jiang Qiu?!"

The Dharma Realm General’s eyes went wide, as if he had just witnessed a living legend descend but had failed to recognize him.

Because Zuo Xuan had plundered Blue Star, none of Xia Country’s current Martial Artists could be called geniuses. For those who managed to cultivate to the Dharma Realm, luck accounted for more than seventy percent of their success.

So when it came to a peerless, world-renowned prodigy like the Jiang Qiu of old, how many people here would even know of him?

But they had all heard Jiang Qiu’s name. Back when he returned to reinforce Gao Yuan City, he had almost single-handedly protected its flame of hope. The higher-ups had even been preparing to proclaim him a national hero to encourage the Martial Artists on the East Coast.

But alas, the world is unpredictable. Contact with Jiang Qiu and the refugees of Gao Yuan City was suddenly lost, and three months had passed with no word. Everyone had even assumed he’d been plundered away by Venerable Zuo Xuan.

And now, Jiang Qiu had appeared!

The hero who saved Gao Yuan City!

At this thought, a surge of hot blood rushed through the Dharma Realm General’s exhausted body. He turned to look at his battered soldiers and shouted himself hoarse, "Who just said Jiang Qiu? Are you sure it was Jiang Qiu?!"

The situation had been too frantic. Jiang Qiu hadn’t appeared for long and had been flying high in the sky. Not many had gotten a clear look at his face, and even those who did wouldn’t necessarily have recognized him.

The eastern provinces’ knowledge of Jiang Qiu was primarily based on his deeds; his image had not yet been publicized. The few photos of him circulating online were not enough for anyone to recognize him.

Tap.

A young man in shattered Armor, his face smeared with blood, stepped out from the crowd. His eyes were sharp and angled, and his face naturally exuded a coldness that made his gaze seem all the more profound and proud. "I’m sure of it. That was Jiang Qiu!"

"Oh? You know Jiang Qiu well?"

The Dharma Realm General’s heart leaped with joy. He could tell at a glance that the young Martial Artist before him wasn’t from this province, but had been transferred here from another by the higher-ups after some great disaster.

Northwest Martial University had already undergone a massive relocation, with all its young Martial Artists evacuating to the southeast. Only the older Martial Artists remained behind to defend the Northwest.

So it wasn’t strange to see young Martial Artists from other provinces on the East Coast.

"I once had the honor of competing against Jiang Qiu in Spear Technique. His Martial Arts Talent is the best in the province—no one can surpass him!"

The young man’s voice was strong and resonant. He clenched his fists, his eyes overflowing with an excitement like that of a goshawk chasing the shadow of a celestial dragon.

His declaration startled the people around him. They looked at this young man, who had only just reached the Bright Soul Realm, and eyed him with new interest.

’To have been able to compete with Jiang Qiu in Spear Technique was no simple feat. That was truly something to brag about for a lifetime.’

"Good lad, what’s your name?"

The Dharma Realm General was also overjoyed and full of high spirits.

"Xie Kuang, from Eighth Middle School, Gao Yuan City, Northwest Province."

Xie Kuang shouted, his chest swelling with ambition, an unprecedented sense of exhilaration filling his soul.

’I knew it! He’s the true protagonist of this world, has been since our days at Eighth Middle School! He wouldn’t die so easily, nor would he get abducted by some bullshit Venerable!’

’The annals of Xia Country, and even the Human Race, are about to be rewritten!’

...

RING RING RING—

"Patriarch, the army attacking Xia Country’s coastal city has been completely annihilated!"

RING RING RING—

"Reporting, my lord, the city on the west coast of Sang Island was suddenly hit by a devastating blow! A million people were killed in an instant!"

RING RING RING—

RING RING RING—

In Sang Island’s most important city, where the Sang Island Great Secret Realm was located, the phone rang incessantly with reports, scaring the current Patriarch of the Sakai Family so badly that he broke out in a cold sweat. "What in the world has appeared? How is it possible to get from the East Coast of Xia Country to Sang Island in such a short time?!"

"Damn it! Didn’t they say Venerable Zuo Xuan had abducted all the prodigies and experts except for the Kunlun Demon Clan? So who the hell is this guy?!"

No matter how he raged, the front lines couldn’t provide an explanation. Soon, the lines went dead, leaving him drenched in cold sweat.

Without further hesitation, he gathered all the powerful Sang Island experts nearby, telling them that a mighty enemy was about to attack Sanda and that they had to present a united front to take down the arrogant invader.

Then, he slipped into the Sang Island Great Secret Realm alone, made his way to the ruins of the BaKi Palace, and kowtowed before the statue of BaKi. Like a worm groveling on the ground, he trembled uncontrollably. "Lord BaKi, a powerful expert from the Human Race has invaded Sang Island! He’s unstoppable! A single casual strike from him is enough to destroy more than half a city!"

"Hmm?"

The strange and towering statue of BaKi trembled slightly and, to his shock, emitted a deep, muffled echo. Its carved snake eyes came to life, their cold light piercing the Patriarch’s back like nails.

"What did you say? A casual strike destroying more than half a city? A Dao Entry Realm expert? How can there still be someone at the Dao Entry Realm?!"

The high-pitched, ghost-like shriek echoed endlessly, terrifying the Patriarch so much that he bowed even lower, as if wishing he could embed his forehead into the floor. However, at that very moment, the entire Great Secret Realm began to tremble. It seemed as if some immense power was tearing open the entrance, forcing its way inside!