Daqian Martial Saint

Gai Zijie concealed his aura and hid far to one side, watching the devastating scene unfold.

Iron Tower Demon Luo's combat power was astonishing. The man before him, though also a peak master, couldn't withstand more than a few of his moves! 'I have to seize this chance and wait for the right moment,' he thought. 'If I launch a sneak attack, I should have a decent chance of finishing Iron Tower Demon Luo off right here!'

Just as Gai Zijie was lost in thought, the battle took a shocking turn. Iron Tower Demon Luo, who had held the complete advantage, was suddenly blown backward, blood flying as he cut a miserable figure.

"What's going on?"

'It's like his opponent just exploded with power, revealing an incredible level of strength. Even someone as mighty as Iron Tower Demon Luo is being completely suppressed. And not just that—the man has a Finger Technique with immense Power of Slaughter! It broke right through Iron Tower Demon Luo's vaunted Horizontal Training Skill!'

'He was hiding his true strength!'

Gai Zijie instantly realized what was happening. 'He concealed it so well that even I was completely fooled!'

Surging True Qi set off a series of deafening booms, kicking up clouds of rubble and dust.

A sturdy and imposing Vajra Giant, over ten feet tall, appeared on the battlefield!

"The Golden Body Unbreakable Realm!"

Gai Zijie's eyes widened as he stared intently at the scene!

'Only someone who has cultivated the Vajra Unbreakable Divine Skill to the Perfection Realm can take on this form!'

Waves of golden light flashed as a giant vajra hand slammed down. Iron Tower Demon Luo, whose physique was as robust as a Demon God's, was instantly obliterated—head, body, and all!

WHUMP!

A bloody mist filled the air, and the stench of gore spread instantly.

"He's dead!?"

Beneath his black robes, Gai Zijie's face was a mask of shocked disbelief.

'Iron Tower Demon Luo... a Profound Light Peak Master ranked 279th on the Dragon and Tiger Chart!'

'And he died just like that!?'

'This Dragon and Tiger Master from the Rising Dragon Dao died here so absurdly, as if it were all a joke! He didn't even see his opponent's true form until the very moment he died!'

As the stench of blood filled the air, the thought of retreat surfaced in Gai Zijie's mind, and he prepared to slip away unnoticed.

'I'm confident in my own strength. Ordinary peak masters can't last more than a few rounds against me. Even a master from the Dragon and Tiger Chart, someone like Xue Kunsheng, I could suppress with ease.'

'But suppression is one thing; actually killing a Dragon and Tiger Master is another matter entirely.'

'Iron Tower Demon Luo's Horizontal Training was incredible. Even if I went all out with my Meridian Cyan Light Sword techniques, I would have faced a bitter struggle to actually kill him.'

'I tailed him all this way with the intent to kill, and I had made all the necessary preparations!'

'I just never imagined...'

Iron Tower Demon Luo had not only failed in his robbery but had been killed on the spot. The scene before him was far beyond anything Gai Zijie had anticipated.

'This man's strength is astonishing! He's comparable to a master in the top thirty of the Dragon and Tiger Chart! There's no point in me making a move now. I have to retreat!'

Gai Zijie made his decision in an instant.

He had come here for profit, not to pick a pointless fight. Since there was no longer any advantage to be gained, a swift departure was the only logical choice.

Just as Gai Zijie prepared to slip away, the Vajra Giant on the battlefield tilted its head slightly. Its eyes, glowing with golden light, turned toward him, filled with cold, emotionless indifference.

"Since you've come, you might as well stay."

'Crap!' Beneath his black robes, Gai Zijie's scalp went numb as he instinctively dodged to the side.

BOOM!

A wave of golden light flashed, and the building behind Gai Zijie collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Before Gai Zijie could even breathe a sigh of relief, the Vajra Giant, shimmering with golden light, crashed down before him, smashing a huge crater into the ground.

"I have no intention of making an enemy of you! Why don't we go our separate ways in peace!" Gai Zijie shouted, brandishing his Meridian Cyan Light Sword as he rapidly retreated.

Against an ordinary person, he would never have been so polite. But this opponent's strength was exceptional, even seeming to have a slight edge over him. If he could avoid this fight, Gai Zijie absolutely wanted to.

'I only just acquired my Quasi-Divine Weapon, the Profound Ice Silk Armor, at auction. Right now I'm just wearing it. To truly bring out its defensive power, I still need to nurture it for some time!'

'So, even with the protection of a Quasi-Divine Weapon, my combat power has only increased by a small margin. It's not the massive boost I was hoping for!'

'However... if I just had enough time to fully refine and nurture this Quasi-Divine Profound Ice Silk Armor, my strength would increase by leaps and bounds!'

'So what if they're in the top thirty of the Dragon and Tiger Chart!? I'd be able to fight them on even footing!'

'But that's all for later. Not for now!'

"You've been skulking around this whole time with ill intent! To think a few words would make me stand down... you're far too naive!"

Golden light coursed around the Vajra Giant's body. Its every move held the power to sunder mountains and shatter stone.

"Damn it!" Gai Zijie cursed under his breath, his Meridian Cyan Light Sword a blur as he parried the onslaught.

As reluctant as he was, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The Meridian Cyan Light Sword danced, its cyan glow coiling like a serpent. Each flash of light carved another massive gash into the ground.

In just a few breaths, the ground was a web of deep gashes. The surrounding buildings lay in ruins; as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but rubble and devastation.

At their level, their combat prowess was no less than that of an ordinary Grandmaster. Every gesture they made contained immense power.

Sword Aura flashed, and the cyan light flared without end! The Vajra Giant that was Chen Ping'an pulsed with waves of golden light, blasting each burst of Sword Aura to pieces.

SHATTER!

Seizing an opening, Gai Zijie thrust his Meridian Cyan Light Sword, its light flaring, straight toward Chen Ping'an's chest.

"Hmph!"

Chen Ping'an snorted, his gaze unwavering. With a CLANG from the Vajra Image behind him, he clapped his palms together, catching the Meridian Cyan Light Sword firmly between them.