The Supreme God of Martial Arts

At that moment, Elder Sharp was holding a nine-layer scarlet pagoda as he slowly ascended into the air.

He was like a handsmiddle-aged man with his pitch-black hair and jade-like skin.

No one would think that he was a martial artist that lived hundreds of thousands of years ago as he still looked in his prime.

After a while, he finally arrived at the edge of the Sect-protecting Array.

"Today is a big day for our FlHoly Land. | don't want to kill more people.

So, you better leave as soon as possible.

This is for your own good."

Elder Sharp's clothes fluttered while standing on the dazzling light curtain formed by the Sect-protecting Array. He was holding the

scarlet pagoda in his right hand, and his face ran flat as his left hand rested behind him.

Suddenly, a dominant yet repressed power slowly spread throughout the area, sending the people of the top seven sects into a

hysterical panic.

"Humph, don't panic. Our five ultimate magical treasures will attack in unison.

Just relax. He will be no match against us!"

the leader of the Ji clan shouted.

The leaders of the seven major sects were famous as heroes with powers beyond comparison to anyone else.

Naturally, they wouldn't desert a battle just because they were intimidated by Elder Sharp.

"Kill him!"

the three holy lords, two clan leaders, and two sect leaders of two first-rate sects cried in unison, rushing towards their enemy.

"Well, it looks like | will have to fight in this case."

Elder Sharp's scarlet pagoda trembled slightly, and a bloody sea of energy surged out of it.

Buzz!

The big array beneath his feet also quivered, faintly emitting a terrifying pressure.

"Old man, our five ultimate magical treasures are more than enough to kill you. Stop pretending!"

the holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land arrogantly yelled at Elder Sharp. He had been injured once by Elder Sharp in the

Northern Mine District, so he hated the latter to the core.

Stretching out his hand, he pointed at the pure white jade bracelet shivering in the air. It sent an extremely celestial power that

could serve as a divine punishment from the deity towards Elder Sharp.

Bang!

The holy lord of the Vasteras Holy Land raised his right hand, and a fist-sized golden ancient seal flew into the sky.

It magnified infinitely and turned into a huge golden seal as massive as a mountain. The golden divine power contained in it

gushed out like a tide and shot down to Elder Sharp.

Bang!

The holy lord of the Arcane Holy Land waved his hand, and a silver dagger flew out from his palm. In an instant, it turned into a

colossal sword that beamed with silver light, slashing at Elder Sharp in a heartbeat.

"Kill him!" the leader of the Ji Clan hollered, and his aura was shrouded in total darkness.

As his voice thundered, a three-edged black steel fork flew out of his hand, expanding itself while launching towards elder Nate.

Whoosh!

A small cream-white jade bowl rose from the hand of the leader of the Shen Clan and shone brightly.

It was filled with boundless white energy seeping down from it while its vast white light cascaded towards Elder Sharp.

With all these attacks coming from all sides, ultimate magical treasures were launched at the stime.

Different powers and endowment presented various colors that tangled in the sky like the coming together of five oceans.

At the stime, the void continued to crack, and huge dark crevices appeared continuously, like the mouths of countless

monsters that spanned the sky.

Fortunately, the space fracture could be repaired in no time.

Otherwise, the sky above them would definitely break into pieces, presenting nothing but a dark, massive hollow space in the

atmosphere.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying power made everyone tremble with fear.

The people from the five sects began to retreat in panic. Even the reclusive elders couldn't help but shout at their disciples to

retreat to a safe distance.

Indeed, the power of the ultimate magical treasure was not something a human could resist.

Even a top-level cultivator--a holy lord or a reclusive elder--would die miserably if hit by the ultimate magical treasure.

"Aha, it turns out that after hundreds of thousands of years, the holy lords and clan leaders of the East Mainland are still not as

good as they were in my era.

| guess many well-known techniques to control the ultimate magical treasure have been lost throughout the years."

Judging from the way he shook his head and sighed, Elder Sharp wasn't even flustered with that intense attack.

Meanwhile, as disappointment filled Elder Sharp's face, his right hand moved slightly. With a whoosh, the nine-floored scarlet

pagoda floated above his head.

Then, Elder Sharp quickly activated the formula with both his hands and cast his spell into the magnificent array beneath his feet.

The Sect-protecting Array began to shake, beaming thousands of various colors that formed a mysterious pattern.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, beams of dazzling light rushed out of the array.

Each of the streaks of the light was extraordinarily thick and radiant, much like giant pillars that supported two different realms.

Piercing through the sky, it made heaven and earth tremble violently.

Thousands of enormous divine radiance turned into huge swords, scathing at the five ultimate magical treasures and blocking their

attacks!

Bang!

Back in the FlHoly Land, their ultimate magical treasure, the scarlet pagoda, floated above Elder Sharp's head.

As it vibrated, the lights it produced enveloped Elder Sharp in a blanket of the crimson sea of energy.

"Since you're all so stubborn, I'll just have to kill you then!"

Elder Sharp shouted, looking majestic and domineering.

Boom!

A small world suddenly appeared behind Elder Sharp. Inside it was countless caves, immortal mountains and fairy seas, and

numerous Taoist priests each holding a divine instrument in their hands. They were sitting cross-legged, reciting the ancient

scriptures of the Taoist.

This was the abnormal vision created by the FlScripture of the FlHoly Land.

Then, Elder Sharp began to ascend further, taking one step at a time.

Huge swords surrounded Elder Sharp, while the blood-colored walls of the sea shook even more. The sounds of voices chanting

prayers echoed from within the abnormal vision.

All these made Elder Sharp look even more dominating and noble, much like an incarnation of a deity from the Immortal Realm.

Whoosh!

Within a blink of an eye, Elder Sharp rushed directly to the sect leader of the Kirin Sect.

The latter was frightened out of his wits that he turned around and ran away.

However, Elder Sharp's bodily movement skill implied that he had cultivated the FlScripture to the extreme. His whole body

and mind seemed to converge in the srhythm with the sky.

Whoosh!

In just a heartbeat, Elder Sharp had already stood behind the sect leader of the Kirin Sect.

"Sir, please help me!"

the man roared with all his might, begging his comrades--the other holy lords--to help, but it was unfortunately to no avail.

Puff!

Without giving the poor sect leader any chance, Elder Sharp stretched out his hand and pointed at the former, sending more than a

dozen swords slashing towards him.

Aaaaah!

The sect leader of the Kirin Sect let out a shrill scream as his blood splashed in the air while his body was chopped like a wood fire.

In just one attack, a sect leader of a first-rate sect was reduced to merely ashes and with nothing left of him.

At that moment, silence suddenly enveloped the whole world.

Everyone who witnessed what just happened couldn't believe what they saw. Their mouths agape and eyes were wide open in

utter shock. All they could hear was the sound of their gulp as they await what was to happen next.