Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

Martial Lord Essence!

Sub-Honored!

The identities of the five elders were extremely astonishing.

They were the Pavilion Masters of the Martial Dao Pavilions from the Northern Border, Central Continent, Eastern Wilderness, Western Desert, and Southern Territory.

In each territory, they were figures akin to pillars of Mount Tai.

Yet now, they revered a youth who had emerged from the List of Martial Lords, calling him Sub-Honored.

How could this not shock people?

At that moment, in the crowd, Wu Dade muttered,

"It seems this guy didn't just find proxies in the Northern Border, he has them in all the major territories."

"The five great Martial Dao Pavilions are all his underlings, gathering Martial Geniuses for him, flaying and borrowing bones, ultimately piecing together a walking corpse in the image of Brother Long…"

Hearing this, Jiang Li couldn't help but glance at Long Zixuan, indeed… the man in the Sky Vault, despite his radiant golden light and extraordinary aura, felt oddly like a painted tiger that more resembled a dog compared to Long Zixuan.

"Sub-Honored has appeared, revered by all under the heavens!"

The five Pavilion Masters shouted towards the people in Zhenhaicheng.

"Wu Sub-Honored" stood with his hands behind his back, and with one step, he was already above Zhenhaicheng.

"I am the spirit of the List of Martial Lords, Wu Sub-Honored."

A strand of Martial Dao aura emanated, and immediately, everyone in Zhenhaicheng couldn't help but kneel.

Even great masters like Chen Ao and Gao Yishen were sweating profusely, unable to resist.

For within that strand of Martial Dao aura, there resided the Martial Will that compelled them to worship.

It was an innate reverence, a worship stemming from instinct.

Irresistible!

"Greetings… Sub-Honored!"

"Greetings… Sub-Honored!"

The cries of the world echoed.

Amid the crowd's shouting, Wu Sub-Honored slowly descended, his heroic figure striking as he landed on the Dao Platform.

Looking at the Dao Platform here, a trace of emotion flickered in his eyes.

"These stones still carry some of the aura from their master of the past…"

"Alas, the master is no longer here…"

A trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by an unparalleled determination.

"Though the master is gone, his Path... still exists in the world! Waiting for the descendants to ascend it!"

He murmured, then suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with invisible golden light, sweeping over the people.

"I came to this world a bit too early, my origin is flawed, I borrow your essence to replenish it."

As he spoke, throughout the city, numerous experts and geniuses had specks of their divine origin streaming towards him.

He was devouring everyone's divine origin!

"This…"

"No... Our essence is being drained?"

"This will cause our lifespans to shorten!"

Many were stricken with horror!

This was nothing like what they had imagined.

Wasn't the List of Martial Lords supposed to impart legacies to Martial Geniuses? They all came for this.

But now, they were suffering a great disaster.

"Master Gu…"

Gao Yishen looked ghastly, turning to look at Gu Zhongtian, the Pavilion Master of Martial Dao Pavilion of Central Continent.

He and Gu Zhongtian were old acquaintances!

But Gu Zhongtian coldly said,

"For Sub-Honored to take your essence is your honor."

Hearing this, Gao Yishen and the others despaired.

"It's a trap… This is a trap!"

"There's an evil spirit in the List of Martial Lords, it needs flesh to be reborn, it's a conspiracy, we've all been calculated."

"How poisonous, how deep a scheme!"

In an instant, everyone was wailing, screaming in torment.

Many older powerhouses were suddenly on the brink of losing their lifespans, almost out of breath.

Young geniuses aged suddenly by more than ten years, their origins severely damaged.

Chen Clan genius, Chen Liang, now had a pale face!

Supreme Sacred Land Saintess Bai Jie, at this moment, trembled and sweat ran down her smooth chin, feeling as though she was on the verge of collapse…

The greater the genius, the more divine essence they lost.

But in front of Wu Sub-Honored, no one could resist.

Everyone was trembling in terror.

At the back of the crowd, Yang Tian, who had finally arrived, was also kneeling on the ground, but there was something odd about him, he was actually unharmed?

Could it be that his Martial Dao essence was so insignificant that even the List of Martial Lords didn't want it?

At this moment, Yang Tian felt conflicted, unsure whether he should feel lucky or inferior.

"Hmm… Why do you smell like a dog?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man kneeling beside him sniffed towards him, looking suspicious.

—This middle-aged man was none other than Ao Wushuang, who had quietly slipped out of the crowd, almost escaping, but was forced to kneel again at the edge of the crowd when the List of Martial Lords descended.

Hearing this, Yang Tian suddenly grew angry, saying,

"What nonsense are you spouting... how dare you insult me like this!"

Ao Wushuang hurriedly said,

"No, no... don't mind me... I'm allergic to the smell of dogs, sorry, sorry!"

Yang Tian had no time to deal with him now, turning his head to respectfully watch Wu Sub-Honored.

He planned to seek advice from Wu Sub-Honored later!

Ao Wushuang muttered to herself,

"Everyone's essence has been devoured, yet this guy remains unaffected... it seems, this guy indeed has some connection with that Big Black Dog..."

In the blink of an eye, numerous experts and geniuses in the arena had their divine essences sucked away by Wu Yazun.

His aura promptly became even more mysterious.

All the geniuses were drained!

Some of the older experts were too depleted and died on the spot.

Only then did Wu Yazun slowly cease his actions.

He stood on the Dao Platform and declared,

"The body is perfected."

"I... am now at my peak, able to battle the bizarre!"

His cold gaze swept over everyone present.

"I have borrowed the flesh and blood of many geniuses; I've also snatched the essence of the world's experts."

"Today, I've taken your divine auras."

"But all Wu Yazun's actions... are for the sake of the people of the world!"

He began speaking, as if to convince himself,

"Only I can save the Wu Huang Realm!"

As his words concluded, he raised his hand, and suddenly, numerous golden lights flew from his hand into the minds of many geniuses present, like Chen Liang, Bai Jie, and others!

"Today, I am about to set out on the Ascendant Path to suppress a great enemy in the sea. Before I go, I will leave behind all the Martial Dao Laws from the List of Martial Lords for future generations to ponder."

"Those who receive the Martial Dao Laws will be the successors of Martial Honor; they must diligently cultivate... and not let the Martial Path be severed."

At this moment, Wu Yazun, with a significant and serious tone, seemed as if he was arranging his final affairs,

"Each of you may ask me a question."

"Now, you may ask."

This change in demeanor surprised everyone present.

The same Wu Yazun, who had ruthlessly plundered everyone's essence, now appeared so generous and earnestly entrusted, like a Martial Path mentor.

Many... could not fathom him!

"Wu Yazun..."

However, Bai Jie was the first to muster the courage to ask,

"May I ask, Sub-Honored Wu, can the Way of Gentleness be integrated into the Martial Path?"

She cultivated the Way of Gentleness, but the Martial Path was more commonly associated with the art of fierceness, and she was deeply concerned about this.

"The Martial Path fears nothing; all laws are penetrable. As long as you have a fearless heart, the Way of Gentleness can also master all kinds of fierce arts!"

Wu Yazun answered.

Hearing this, Bai Jie was reassured, and the Way of Gentleness… could also be a great path!

"May I ask, Sub-Honored Wu, what is the heart of a martial artist?"

Chen Liang then spoke.

Wu Yazun said,

"The heart of the Martial Path does not bully the weak!"

"Does not kill the innocent!"

"Fears no strong foe!"

He paused, then added,

"The heart of the Martial Path is hardest to cultivate. Even I have bullied the weak, slaughtered the innocent, and feared formidable foes... Therefore, my heart of the Martial Path is already shattered; I can never attain the Realm of Martial Honor."

"Remember, the heart of the Martial Path must start from nurturing through every little thing. A deviation in the Martial Path happens in the blink of an eye!"

Hearing this, Chen Liang was taken aback. He had not expected that Wu Yazun, such an unmatched strong man, would openly admit that his own Martial Path heart was shattered?

At that moment, Chen Liang couldn't help but hold Wu Yazun in high respect.

"Wu Yazun!"

At this time, from the back of the crowd, a young man in a white robe said,

"I am but a novice... and I would like to learn a move from Sub-Honored Wu!"

It was none other than Yang Tian.

His eyes shimmered with a will to fight.

Seeing this, Wu Yazun nodded and said, "Good, come here, and I will kill you."

Yang Tian: "???"

Still, he stepped forward and ascended the Dao Platform.

"Please, Sub-Honored Wu... impart your knowledge!"

He suddenly clasped his hands together, manifesting a Martial Dao Law!

—This was what his follower, Cen Mingyi, brought for him from the Northern Territory.

Reportedly, it was a law auctioned by Wu Yazun from the Northern Territory Stabilizing World Pavilion and originated from the Martial Dao Golden Ranking.

Now, Yang Tian chose to challenge Wu Yazun with a technique from the Martial Dao Golden Ranking, wanting to prove his unmatched Martial Dao talent!

Seeing this, countless people around were astounded because the technique Yang Tian displayed was truly extraordinary!

Layers of Martial Dao essence radiated out, creating a tumultuous wave, even accompanied by the sounds of Martial Dao.

"This young man is not simple... He can be called the number one genius here!"

Uttered Gao Yishen of the Supreme Sacred Land in surprise.

"His boldness must surely be valued by Wu Yazun; he might receive the peerless inheritance!"

Chen Ao, head of the Chen Clan, also expressed his admiration!

Even the five Pavilion Masters behind Wu Yazun showed unexpected approval, casting appreciative glances at Yang Tian.

But, Wu Yazun raised his hand and suddenly punched out.

Instantly, Yang Tian was smashed into a pulp!

He was... killed???

Everyone present was stunned.

...

Goodnight.