Martial Saint!

Dharma Form touches the heavens, towering nearly three hundred zhang high.

It was the figure of a sovereign, draped in Black Armor, a Command Flag thrust behind his back, gripping a Great Spear, eyes blazing like the Great Sun, Evil Qi of Martial Path coalescing into a thousand phantom armies—over the Vast Earth, dominion lay beneath his feet.

Encircling the sovereign, the Grey Dragon coils, the Heavenly Phoenix soars, the Mystic Turtle upholds the vault of heaven, and the White Tiger roars—four colossal spirits, each spanning over a thousand zhang, stand watch at the four poles of the firmament.

Most striking of all was the immense phantom tree piercing through heaven and earth, a full thousand zhang tall, standing between heaven and earth, upholding a world of its own, manifesting Yin Yang and the Five Elements, the four seasons and the cycle of Reincarnation.

Countless indescribable Laws intertwined.

"This... What kind of Dharma Form is this?"

"Lu Heavenly King's Dharma Form is as shocking as witnessing an Absolute Peak Dharma Form—who knows, how highly could it rank on the Dharma Manifestation List?"

"Too intricate and Mysterious."

"Four Symbols stabilize the heavens, human destiny eternally flourishes!"

The many Grandmasters gaped, mouths agape.

All present were veterans, well-traveled and experienced—many had even witnessed Absolute Peak combat, yet never with such immediacy as beholding this newly ascended Heavenly King's Dharma Form up close.

There are three crucial signs after Heavenly King.

The first, Martial Arts Realm.

The second, Martial Arts Dharma.

The third, mastery of the magnetic field—Flying Sky and Escaping through earth.

Dharma Form is a metamorphosis born of Qi Po, like a Divine protector for the body, capable of serving as a primary means of battle—the assaults of the Dharma Form strike both flesh and Spiritual self.

All Demons and Ghosts can be suppressed and killed by the Dharma Form!

Rumble!

The momentum of the Dharma Form shattered the Invisible Barrier Cold Moon Immortal had cast over the mountain's summit. Then, the surging Heaven and Earth Power churned into a seven-colored tide, myriad rays streaking across the heavens, all consumed by that sky-shaking Dharma Form.

The majesty of the Dharma Form continued to surge upward.

"I do not know if it is an old man's illusion, but this Dharma Form's aura seems not at all inferior to a Heavenly King of the Middle Realm."

Yu Cheng stroked his beard.

"I have seen the Dharma Form of a Heavenly Person ranked 300 on the Heavenly Person List, and even that did not seem as fearsome as Lu Heavenly King's."

Spoke Hong Tianxiang.

"When we return to Xia Realm, this time, junior brother's rank on the Heavenly Person List will surely reach the top three hundred, able to rival the old Heavenly Kings."

Wang Xian's gaze brimmed with anticipation.

Their sect truly was formidable.

Master and junior brother were rampaging through the Heavenly Person List.

He and Lin Xia could not afford to idle about either.

Suddenly, someone's face changed.

"Damn, we were too busy rejoicing—the Barrier is broken! The phenomenon from Lu Heavenly King's breakthrough is too great; the change in Heaven and Earth Power here will certainly be sensed by the Demon Race."

...

Wu Dynasty Capital.

In the Void, Three Suns Immortal opened her eyes.

Her aura was unstable, her body covered in wounds.

"The tide of Spiritual Power... does not come from the direction of Three Suns Palace. It seems that the outsider has entered Sixth Realm."

On the city wall.

Cold Moon Immortal looked over her shoulder.

"A Sixth Realm at not even sixty years old, truly incredible. It's a pity—a genius like that, with so little hope of surviving this tribulation. The Demon Saint draws near as well."

She could think of no way out.

The voice of Three Suns Immortal echoed: "I sense several Demon Emperor auras heading westward. Cold Moon, go and protect that outsider—he has only just entered Sixth Realm, his Realm unstable, mere early stage. He may not be able to contend."

"Master, what about here?"

"Fear not. I have a Spiritual Weapon—your master can hold on for a while. We have no more moves left, so let's wager it all, gamble on this youth. He may be our one slim hope."

"Yes!"

Cold Moon Immortal transformed into a rainbow and departed.

...

Demon Race camp.

The three Demon Venerables also looked toward the west.

The tides of heaven and earth there rose like smoke from burning beacons.

"That aura—certainly, some Human Clan member has entered Sixth Realm. Third, your tunneling speed is unrivaled—go and see. If it is them, kill them handily. With me and second here, it is enough to contain that old hag."

Mountain Forest Demon Venerable's eyes gleamed coldly.

A Demon Venerable in a feathered robe, wreathed in emerald lightning, eagle-headed and human-bodied, approached fanning a folding fan.

Lightning Demon Venerable—early stage of Seventh Realm, of the Eagle Demon Clan. Its Innate Divine Ability was the Thunder Escape Technique.

"Leave it to me, big brother. If all goes smoothly, within the time of a cup of tea, I'll have their heads for you."

Lightning Demon Venerable's form shifted—transformed into a streak of emerald thunder, vanishing into the Void in an instant.

...

Buzz, buzz!

A wild, crushing aura descended.

Two towering, terrifying figures appeared.

One was covered in chitinous, green oily armor, antennae sprouting from his head, blood-red compound eyes like bronze bells, smirking coldly at the forest ahead.

"Didn't think so many Four Realms auras would be hiding here—it must be them, no escape this time."

The other wore a black robe, horns spiraling from his brow, red flames coiling above his head, a Flame Demon as if walked out of Hell itself.

"How odd. I checked this area not long ago—never found anything! As expected, those two from Three Suns Palace were sheltering these people in secret."

"Humph! When the Demon Saint arrives, Three Suns Palace shall be no more! Barto, begin! Be wary of that Lu Chenzhou—for all he is newly ascended as a Heavenly King, he is still a genius. I will pin him down first—slaughter the others and then join me to kill Lu Chenzhou. We split the reward."

The Insect Demon Emperor's eyes were grave.

The Sheep-Horned Demon Emperor laughed.

"Peerless geniuses from Three Suns Palace—I've killed more than one. After the Sixth Realm, every small realm is a Heavenly Chasm. With my Middle Realm cultivation, I alone could settle him... but for safety's sake, let's work together."

Rumble!

The two Demon Emperors struck simultaneously.

In the shadows, a woman's form cloaked in Mysterious Robe gazed on with solemn eyes, hiding within a concealing array, not daring to breathe.

She was Wu Yun, Eighteenth Elder of Three Suns Palace.

Cold Moon Immortal had stationed her here to secretly spy on Lu Chenzhou and others, to prevent the outsiders from stirring trouble. The quake of Heaven and Earth Power brought her to witness that sky-shaking Dharma Form.

Wu Yun hesitated in her heart.

"Didn't think even Barto Demon Emperor from Corpse Palace would come. Among the thirty-six Demon Emperors, his strength is easily top twenty. He recently advanced to Middle Realm. I wonder if the outsider can resist. Should I act?"

Not long ago she had fought Barto Demon Emperor—defeated within a hundred moves, filled with dread of him.

"I hope the Palace Master arrives quickly."

...

"Demon Emperor attack!"

"Quick! Hide in the Array!"

The accompanying Fifth Rank defensive array flared with brilliance, forming a protective dome over the mountain.

The Grandmasters all looked skyward.

Two figures, weighty as mountain ranges, hovered in the air.

Despair, terror, readiness unto death...

Emotions surging together,

The gap in strength was too great—not to panic would be a lie. Their only hope was Lu Heavenly King.

But Lu Heavenly King had just Broken Through Sixth. His Realm was not yet stabilized. Who knew whether he could defeat these two Demon Emperors?

The Sheep-Horned Demon Emperor, moreover, was at Middle Realm!

The situation was dire in the extreme.

Yu Cheng shouted aloud: "Do not panic! Our Fifth Rank array can hold out for some time against the Demon Emperors' assault. Everyone, take out your Mid-grade Primordial Stones, boost the array's power per the plan—if we last till Lu Heavenly King emerges, we will be saved!"

At once, Primordial Stones flew forth piece by piece.

After two years together, teamwork was flawless among all.

Swiftly, they arranged themselves into formation.

"Tsk tsk, you have some spine. Sadly, against absolute power, all is futile."

The green-skinned Insect Demon Emperor raised a hand.

Buzz, buzz!

The magnetic field twisted, reversed!

Countless stones and earth soared into the air.

The whole mountain range shuddered and shook.

"Let them taste a Demon Emperor's might."

The Sheep-Horned Demon Emperor smiled calmly, hands behind his back.

"Damn! That Demon Emperor wants to uproot the whole mountain with the magnetic field! Everyone, fire long-range attacks—if you have secret sect treasures, do not hold back—use everything!"

Yu Cheng's face was grim.

If the mountain is uprooted, the array is worthless.

He had underestimated the Demon Emperor's power.

Waves of blade-light and sword-light swept toward the Insect Demon Emperor, filling the sky—within them, even Five Realms Sword Energy shimmered.

But he neither dodged nor retreated—all assaults were stopped by his Protective Barrier, and some were even reversed by the magnetic field, shooting back at the attackers.

"Ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth."

He increased his strength.

The entire peak rose three chi from the earth.

"Up!"

Demon Energy soared to the sky; with the Insect Demon Emperor's roar, the peak was wrenched free, suspended in midair.

Just then—

A thousand-zhang-long torrential Sword Qi, transformed into a Zi Long roaring through the sky, swooped toward the Insect Demon Emperor—only for the Sheep-Horned Demon Emperor to snort, hurling a casual fist, red flames surging into a demon shape, swallowing the Zi Long whole.

"Knew you'd try your little tricks."

The Sheep-Horned Demon Emperor replied easily.

In the crowd, Hong Tianxiang's face was ashen.

"Sigh—indeed, even using senior brother's Original Sword Qi, I still failed... That Sheep-Horned Demon Emperor, his strength could break into the Heavenly Person List's top three hundred."

He had never held any hope.

Now, despair was inevitable.

The others, hoping to use Original Sword Qi, saw what transpired—knew it was futile, and cast their gaze toward the cave.

"Lu Heavenly King..."

In the shadows, Wu Yun's eyes trembled constantly.

"This Barto—his Dao deepens ever further."

Within the whole Three Suns Palace, only a handful of Elders had absolute power to contend with Barto—she clenched both fists.

"Is that man not going to make a move yet?"

She alone simply did not have the courage to face Barto.

"Fall!"

The Insect Demon Emperor's elytra buzzed behind him.

He pressed both hands down.

Suddenly, the suspended mountain crashed toward the earth.

On the mountain, the Grandmasters watched helplessly.

"So unwilling..."

"Will my Martial Arts path end here?"

Some dashed out from the array, resolved to fight the Demon Emperors with their lives.

Some closed their eyes to await death, faces ashen as corpses.

Yet a single breath later, the mountain did not smash into the ground.

A pair of vast golden phantom hands caught the mountain, steadily restoring it to earth. The crowd looked upward—there stood the ever-motionless Sovereign Dharma Form, straight and proud, a thousand zhang tall, upholding the blue sky on his back.

The Four Symbols Spirits too came alive.

Dragon's cry, Tiger's roar, Phoenix's call, Turtle's bellow.

Unseen, a white-robed figure clutching a Big Spear, arms crossed before his chest, stood imperiously atop the Dharma Form's head.

His gaze was brilliant as the Galaxy.

His aura was as a return to nature—simple, without pretense.

"Lu Heavenly King!"

"Junior brother!"

"Hahaha, we're saved!"

The Grandmasters rejoiced—they had survived calamity.

Yu Cheng bowed with clasped hands, announcing aloud:

"We congratulate Chief Lu on rising as a Heavenly King!"

"Congratulations to the Mountain Lord King!"

Voices echoed atop the peak.

Lu Chenzhou raised his spear; as Eastern Chanting flowed forth, a domain of spear energy, dawning amidst the light, enveloped the entire mountain, protecting the Grandmasters within.

Stretching his limbs, he leveled the spear forward.

"Which of you dies first? Or shall it be both together?"