God of War

“Hmph!”

A heavy snort, filled with endless majesty, echoed above Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School.

The moment the snort appeared, the golden pillar of light actually disintegrated in an instant, as if it couldn't even withstand that single snort.

Yet, this golden pillar of light was clearly an attack launched by a god of the Myriad Races!

Those who were kneeling or even lying on the ground, wailing, all stopped their hellish screams, their expressions shifting from extreme pain to ultimate relief, as if the torment that had made them wish for death had completely vanished, and the tentacles and flesh flowers on their bodies all retracted.

In just an instant, with merely that single snort, all the humans on the verge of death were fully restored!

Many were stunned, looking up at the sky in disbelief, then realizing something, tears streaming down their faces.

“Martial God! It’s the Martial God!”

“The Martial God truly protects us always!”

“Praise the Martial God!”

Jiang Xuan was also a little dazed; just a second ago, he was facing a divine attack that covered most of Lei City, an attack that was impossible to escape, but now, it seemed he had been saved?

The next moment, between the blue sky and white clouds, an extremely tall, mountain-like, ten-thousand-zhang giant figure vaguely appeared.

The instant he saw this figure, Jiang Xuan felt a sense of familiarity; wasn't this the Martial God's figure he had seen in the martial extreme shadow holographic cabin?

No, what he saw last time was just a strand of the Martial God's projection; this time... the Martial God had descended in his true form!

He tried hard to close his eyes, then opened them forcefully, wanting to see more clearly, but found that the Martial God's figure remained blurry, no matter how hard he tried to see it clearly.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan remembered the girl who had fainted directly after staring at a strand of the remnant soul of a splintered incarnation of the centaur god, and also remembered the many Martial Artists who had started mutating directly after staring at the ten-thousand-meter-wide golden eyeball in the sky.

He remembered an iron rule circulating among the Myriad Races of the Universe.

Do not look directly at a god!

Undoubtedly, the Martial God was protecting his people, deliberately making his figure blurry to prevent everyone from being harmed by looking directly at him.

At this moment, the ten-thousand-meter-diameter golden pupil in the sky suddenly rotated, its gaze turning towards the Martial God’s blurry, ten-thousand-zhang giant figure.

Light terrifying enough to destroy an entire galaxy condensed within that golden pupil; this god, whose race was unknown among the Myriad Races, actually launched an attack directly at the Martial God with unparalleled bravery!

Just then, a scepter appeared in the Martial God's hand; the scepter was as grand and tall as a skyscraper, yet it looked somewhat slender in the Martial God's hand.

The Martial God held the scepter with both hands and plunged it downwards; where the scepter landed, invisible ripples immediately spread out in the Void Realm, and some mysterious power extended.

“All combat is forbidden here.”

A magnificent and majestic voice, as if descending from the Nine Heavens, was indeed the voice of the Martial God that Jiang Xuan had heard before.

And the moment this voice appeared, the light in the ten-thousand-meter-diameter golden eyeball strangely vanished!

The golden eyeball immediately showed a human-like look of fury, and the ten-thousand-meter-long crack in the sky began to crackle, as if some extremely large creature was about to squeeze through.

“No way, this... this is just his eyeball? I thought this ten-thousand-meter-long eyeball was the true form of this Myriad Races god!”

Pang Jinghai exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief, even tinged with fear.

Jiang Xuan was equally astonished, because he had the same thought as Pang Jinghai before, believing that the Myriad Races god was a giant eyeball with a ten-thousand-meter diameter; he never expected that this was just the eyeball of that Myriad Races god?

If the eyeball's diameter was ten thousand meters, how large must his true form be?

Seeing the Void Realm tremble violently, and the ten-thousand-meter-long crack extend tens of thousands of meters further on both sides, like glass covering the entire sky about to shatter, that huge, unknown creature, that god of the Myriad Races, seemed truly about to squeeze in.

At this moment, the Martial God's magnificent and majestic voice sounded again.

“Any existence of the Myriad Races other than the Human Race is forbidden here.”

As the words fell, there was a loud bang!

Bang!!!

That huge, unknown creature, which was the Myriad Races god, seemed to be struck hard by some incomprehensible but terrifying power; its entire body suddenly retreated, roaring with extreme unwillingness, yet still rapidly moving away from the tens of thousands of meters long crack.

More precisely, it seemed to be forcibly squeezed away by some mysterious power.

The next moment, the Martial God's right hand detached from the scepter and gently swiped through the air.

The crack in the sky rapidly disappeared, like two pieces of modeling clay being squeezed together.

The sky remained azure, sunlight streamed between the white clouds, and everything suddenly fell silent; the weather was so clear, as if nothing had ever happened.

A god-level disaster, capable of destroying everyone in Lei City, including Jiang Xuan, was thus eliminated by the Martial God without a trace.

Everyone was still somewhat shaken, but some had already knelt down towards the Martial God, repeatedly expressing reverence and gratitude.

Even Pang Jinghai did the same, kneeling down devoutly towards the Martial God's direction, reciting his revered name.

“Incarnation of War and Power, controller walking between blood and fire, you are the Supreme existence who achieves divinity through martial arts, you are the symbol of ultimate supremacy, power, and virtue, you are the savior of humanity...”

Jiang Xuan, however, did not move.

Recalling the golden pillar of light that left him utterly defenseless and unable to escape, for the first time, a desire and determination he had never dared to imagine erupted in his heart.

“If I Cultivate to Martial Saint at eighteen, will I have the potential to become the Human Race’s second god…?”

Jiang Xuan remembered very clearly that he turned eighteen half a month before entering his third year of high school, which was in August.

It was only February now, meaning he still had half a year until he turned nineteen.

In this half a year, if he could Cultivate to the Martial Saint Realm, even if it was just a One-Star Martial Saint... Jiang Xuan clenched his fists; as a Cultivator, his qi and blood value was merely supplementary, and if matched accordingly, it seemed he only needed to reach the Heavenly Gang Realm?

“True Essence, Crystal Condensation, Blood Transformation, Earth Profound, Heavenly Gang, Qiankun… I only took a little over ten days to Cultivate from the True Essence Realm to the Crystal Condensation Realm, so it doesn't seem difficult to Cultivate to the Heavenly Gang Realm within half a year…”

“Hmm… the main thing is to have enough Medicinal Pills…”

As the saying goes, if you eat Medicinal Pills like meals, even pigs can achieve Immortal Ascension. Although this was a jest recorded in the general knowledge section of the True Martial Hundred Meridians Art, it was not without reason.

Seeing that it was almost seven in the morning, Jiang Xuan was preparing to check today's trading panel after the Martial God left.

But just then, the Martial God turned to face him and made a gesture he could never have anticipated.