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Chapter 977 - 987: Martial Supreme! (One more update)

Chapter 977: Chapter 987: Martial Supreme! (One more update)

Yan Chihuo’s entire body was forcibly struck down from midair onto the ground.

He descended from the heavens.

The impact instantly carved out a massive pit in the ground, sending dust flying everywhere in an instant.

At the same time, all the Knife Qi of Tang Zhong’s "Slaying Dragon Slash" converged together in his hands, crackling with the sounds of thunder and lightning, before slashing downward.

A massive Thunder Blade appeared once again, aiming precisely at the direction where Yan Chihuo had landed. With a single slash—

The entire Earth was fissured.

The ground collapsed.

The sheer magnitude of that strike was evident.

At that moment, everyone witnessing the scene was completely stunned.

No one had expected such an outcome.

The clash between Yan Chihuo and Tang Zhong—Yan Chihuo had actually lost.

In the distance, Master Kunlun and Zhang Changgong stood together, their palms sweating profusely.

They never imagined Yan Chihuo would be defeated by Tang Zhong.

"Do you think Yan Chihuo... will die?"

"I... don’t know!"

Even the most significant figures wore deeply furrowed brows at this moment.

Tang Zhong defeating Yan Chihuo—this was earth-shattering news.

On the other side, Yan Nantian’s face turned exceedingly grim as he witnessed the fall of his ancestor. He shouted, "Impossible! The ancestor will absolutely not meet his end. I believe he’s fine, he must be fine!"

The surrounding onlookers remained silent, for what they saw was clear—Tang Zhong had indeed struck Yan Chihuo down.

At this very moment, not just the entirety of Xuan Country, but the entire world was plunged into shock.

From the moment they encountered Yan Chihuo, no one had ever considered the possibility of his defeat.

But now, a single question loomed before everyone’s eyes—was Yan Chihuo truly dead?

All stared intently at the spot where Yan Chihuo lay fallen.

Their hearts thudded violently.

Dead...?

But soon, everyone’s pupils contracted suddenly.

Because they could still sense Yan Chihuo’s vitality—not only sustained, but intensifying without limit.

Soon, Zhang Changgong and the others’ expressions grew even darker.

"Damn it!"

The fists that had loosened in relief were instantly tightly clenched again.

Even experts from other countries had their eyes lit up at this moment. "Supreme... Supreme!"

They saw dust flying from the site of Yan Chihuo’s fall, accompanied by flickering golden light.

An even more overwhelming aura surged outward from within!

The radiance that emerged left everyone witnessing the scene shocked to their core.

This was the aura of the Supreme!

Even those not present, watching through videos online, were trembling with excitement.

An SSS-level Ability User and Martial Supreme were legendary figures across the entire world.

It was said that upon reaching such Realms, shattering mountains was mere child’s play. At that level, one ceased to be mortal, and became a Celestial Being.

It was a term reserved for beings who transcended humanity.

For millennia, not a single Martial Supreme had appeared.

But today, Yan Chihuo had ascended!

Debris surged amidst the smoky remains.

Yan Chihuo slowly emerged, his clothes utterly tattered, his entire being appearing indescribably battered. His flesh was bloodied and mangled, yet in spite of his appearance, the vitality within him surged incessantly.

With the naked eye, one could see the wounds inflicted by Tang Zhong’s Tang Sword on Yan Chihuo’s body rapidly healing.

His skin gleamed translucently, and severed bones regrew anew, reaching the level of complete regeneration.

Yan Chihuo, stepping forward, showed no signs of pain. Instead, he burst into crazed laughter. "I, Yan Chihuo, have spent a hundred years in relentless cultivation, all for this Realm. I never imagined—I finally entered it! Truly, the heavens are blessing me!"

Yan Chihuo’s laughter quickly reverberated throughout the entire arena.

It was extraordinarily bold and lofty.

The crowd gazed at Yan Chihuo from head to toe, until their pupils were filled with shear awe.

"Martial Supreme! He’s truly become a Martial Supreme!"

The Realm of legend—the one thought unattainable even after a thousand years—had now been conquered.

By Yan Chihuo.

"We absolutely cannot allow them to continue fighting!" Zhang Changgong declared instantly upon confirming Yan Chihuo’s newfound Realm.

Master Kunlun furrowed his brows deeply and nodded. If earlier, Tang Zhong had a fighting chance, now—such a possibility no longer existed.

Martial Supreme—that was no ordinary man.

A millennium ago, a Martial Supreme had appeared who was invincible across the world. Perhaps Yan Chihuo would soon achieve such dominion.

The most prominent figures stood tense. Originally, all of their hopes had been pinned on Tang Zhong, but now, those hopes had utterly shattered.

At the same time, one of them instructed an aide, "Immediately have our military prepared. Bring the nuclear weapons. If Yan Chihuo intends to kill Tang Zhong, we will use the nuclear weapons to force his hand!"

The aide, still in shock, nodded hastily after a long moment and rushed to make the preparations.

Simultaneously, the prominent figure looked at Tang Zhong ahead and muttered, "Old friend, I failed to protect you back then, but this time, this individual—I will definitely shield you from harm!"

Yan Nantian, initially stricken with fear, now erupted into laughter as he witnessed his ancestor rise once more. "Hahaha! Incredible, truly incredible!"

"I told you, my ancestor wouldn’t meet his end!"

"Haha, that fellow is as good as dead now!"

The surrounding families remained silent, sensing that in the future, Xuan Country’s Martial Arts Families would likely be reduced to only the Yan Family.

At this moment, Yan Chihuo fixed his gaze on Tang Zhong, who still held his Tang Sword, and sneered coldly. "What’s the matter? Afraid now? But I must thank you for my success!"

It was Tang Zhong’s presence that ignited Yan Chihuo’s fighting spirit. Over the years, no one across the world had been his match. Yan Chihuo had felt lonely—though he had long been capable of breaking through to Martial Supreme, he lacked the catalyst.

Today, Tang Zhong brought him true peril.

And it was this sense of crisis that allowed him to fully break through!

To ascend to Martial Supreme!

Tang Zhong, hearing Yan Chihuo’s words, remained indifferent in expression. "Why would I fear a man with such a wicked heart?"

"What did you say?" Yan Chihuo demanded coldly.

Upon reaching the Martial Supreme Realm, one’s emotions could influence their surroundings.

At Yan Chihuo’s moment of fury, an aura radiated outward.

It surged toward those around him.

Many felt their blood and Qi churn uncontrollably.

"I said, your heart is wicked. During Xuan Country’s time of greatest peril, you committed despicable acts. A man like you—your vision is pitifully small. Even if you ascend to the Supreme Realm, what of it? As you are now, I will still strike you down with one blade!" Tang Zhong declared confidently, gripping his Tang Sword tightly.