The night was as dark as ink.

In the camp of the Great Qian Dynasty, Lin Zun stood silently, gazing at the distant True Martial Mountain. The same question surfaced in his mind once more.

Is the True Martial World in the cycle of reincarnation an illusion or is it real?

“I must go to True Martial Mountain to check it out,” Lin Xun said to himself.

“Brother Su.”

In the quiet of the night, Li Cang came over with an apologetic expression. He had come to apologize.

“Do you want a drink?” asked Lin Xun.

Taken aback, Li Cang said hesitantly, “Just a little.”

Swoosh!

Lin Xun tossed over a jar of wine. “Drink this, and we’ll put the past behind us.”

Li Cang suddenly felt a weight lifting off his shoulder and even a tinge of gratitude. He had summoned great courage to come here, but his pride as a youth made it difficult to bow his head and admit his mistake.

Now, he just had to finish the jar of wine.

Eventually, Li Cang left, slightly tipsy from the wine.

Before he had walked too far, a sudden feeling made him pause and turn around.

At this moment, under the night sky, Lin Xun stood alone and silent in the distance, yet the aura around him was steadily rising and growing in the darkness.

It was as if a slumbering dragon had awoken from the abyss, soaring into the sky!

An inexplicable coldness gripped Li Cang’s heart. Facing the silhouette in the distance, he felt as tiny as an ant.

A gust of wind brushed by, making him shudder and rub his eyes.

Looking once more, he found that everything he had seen was gone, and that unsettling feeling of insignificance in his heart had also dissipated.

Have I had too much to drink?

Bewildered, Li Cang shook his head, turned around and left.

The following morning, as he woke up, shocking news swept through the camp—Su Qinghan made a breakthrough and ascended the ninth layer of the True Martial Stage: Spirit Transformation!

Li Cang was dumbfounded for a while. Thinking about the scene he seemingly saw in the darkness last night, his hands and feet began to tremble slightly.

He’s actually so powerful…

……

Today was the day the top three would be decided. The area around the True Marital Arena buzzed with activity, even livelier than yesterday, with high-ranking officials from the three dynasties arriving in droves.

As Lin Xun, Qian Yuliu, and the others arrived, numerous gazes simultaneously turned toward Lin Xun.

Su Qinghan had shone brilliantly yesterday, defeating Nie Heng, a leading figure of the younger generation of the Great Wei Dynasty, and secured a spot in the top ten!

It was hard to imagine that he was only at the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage...

Wait!

It didn’t take long for someone to notice that something was different about him. Su Qinghan, who was absent last night, had broken through to the ninth layer of the True Martial Stage!

A wave of commotion swept through the crowd, countless gazes shifted, and then an uproar erupted, instantly placing Lin Xun in the spotlight.

“Did you plan this?” Qian Yuliu couldn’t help but ask.

Lin Xun said nonchalantly, “I simply went with the flow. When a cup is full, it overflows.”

He wouldn’t deliberately force a breakthrough for the sake of being in the center of attention. It all happened naturally.

Qian Yuliu could only smile bitterly in response.

The more she got to know Lin Xun, the more she realized that he was like a monster who completely subverted people’s understanding and he couldn’t be judged by ordinary standards.

Clang—

With the ringing of the bell, the competition for the top three in the True Martial Contest officially began.

The rules of the battle required no further explanation.

Lin Xun would fight in three matches in total.

In the first match, he faced off against Lan Qinghe, a ninth layer True Martial expert from the Great Chu Dynasty. With absolute dominance, he overpowered his opponent in just nine moves, leaving the entire audience astonished.

In the second match, he was set to duel against Qian Yuliu of the Great Qian Dynasty, but she unexpectedly surrendered without a fight, shocking the entire audience.

In the third match, he faced Huang Yunjia, a leading figure of the younger generation in the Great Chu Dynasty. He dominated the battle and won within nine moves, plunging the audience into complete astonishment once again.

The world fell silent, not a whisper could be heard in any direction.

Lin Xun stood alone in the True Martial Arena, like an invincible god of war, while countless experts of Great Qian, Great Chu and Great Wei were shaken to their core.

At this point, Lin Xun was crowned the undisputed champion of the True Martial Contest!

……

Amid the silence, a streak of rainbow-like law power shot forth from the majestic True Martial Mountain in the distance. It blazed like a blinding pillar of light, engulfing the entire True Martial Arena.

The lotus-shaped arena seemed to come alive, releasing a hazy and mysterious light.

Outside the arena, countless onlookers were frozen in shock, as if a miracle was unfolding before their eyes.

It was Heaven Blessed Power!

It was awarded to all top ten of the True Martial Contest.

On the arena, apart from Lin Xun, the other nine in the top ten, including Qian Yuliu, were enveloped by a cascading rain of light.

At the same time, law power intertwined before Lin Xun, transforming into a heavenly cloud staircase that stretched endlessly upward, leading to the distant True Martial Mountain.

This was the ultimate prize for the champion of the True Martial Contest—the right to train on True Martial Mountain!

At this moment, Lin Xun glanced back at Qian Yuliu, who was bathed in the glow of law power. Her eyes were shut, unaware of everything happening around her

Then, Lin Xun swept his gaze across the True Martial Arena once more, his eyes passing over the vast sea of people...

Suddenly, he paused.

In the crowd, a familiar beautiful figure stood quietly. Her graceful silhouette and stunning beauty were striking, and her clear, limpid eyes were fixed on him, faintly shimmering with tears.

Qing Zhu!

Lin Xun never imagined that the maid who grew up with Su Qinghan would travel thousands of miles here.

An indescribable feeling surged within Lin Xun. He drew a deep breath and waved to Qing Zhu.

Then, he turned around and ascended the cloud staircase formed by law power.

“Your Third Young Master will return to you soon…” Lin Xun muttered.

He was unaware that the Qing Zhu in the distance was no longer the real Qing Zhu.

In the crowd, Jintian Xuanyue tightly covered her mouth as she watched Lin Xun’s figure, glowing with light, ascend the grand cloud staircase.

Her eyes welled up with emotions.

“Young Master, I am already very happy to see that you are safe and sound...” she mumbled.

After setting off from Dragon Abyss City, she had travelled day and night across nine thousand miles. She faced numerous obstacles, eating in the wind and sleeping in the open air, but she finally arrived just as dawn was breaking.

The moment she saw Lin Xun, all the fatigue and pain of her journey seemed to disappear instantly.

She watched Lin Xun consecutively take down three opponents with overwhelming power and calmness, and then casually vanish into the distance.

It was still the same familiar him, with his familiar invincible demeanor and his unparalleled brilliance…

She wanted to call out to him, but in the end...she held herself back.

Seeing that you are good and well, I have no more worries in my heart.

She knew that this opportunity was something the young master had fought hard to attain. She could not, and also did not have the heart to disturb or reveal herself to him at such a time.

She was afraid of interfering with the young master’s plans.

Even if there was a slight possibility of doing so, she could not allow it!

“Young Master, I can sense Qing Zhu’s memories. Speaking of which, we have been together for almost one year.” Jintian Xuanyue’s eyes became unfocused as if lost in thought.

Scenes, from Lin Xun awakening to him training with Qing Zhu by his side, flashed through her mind again, bringing a gentle smile to her lips.

Sword Emperor Brave Gale had once advised her to extinguish those inappropriate feelings.

She was not stupid;she had known from the start that she and Lin Xun belonged to different worlds. No matter how hard she tried to catch up, she would still be left in the dust.

This was the path of seeking the dao. They might have once walked side by side, but in the years ahead, the gap between them would only grow greater and greater.

Jintian Xuanyue had given up on the idea of accompanying Lin Xun on the path of the great dao. She was just worried…

Seeing that you are good and well, I have no more worries in my heart.

After a while, she left alone.

This was the world of reincarnation;she had to embark on the cultivation path all over again. She did not want to make the young master worry about her.

We will meet again in the cycle of reincarnation.

I know who you are, but you don’t know who I am.

I do not ask for you to understand my heart, but I only hope for my heart to grasp your thoughts.

……

True Martial Mountain.

Laws enveloped everything while obscure great dao power surged like a tidal wave.

The moment Lin Xun appeared, the scene before him changed, as if he was drifting in the boundless river of time, the rolling waves representing the torrent of history.

Within the river of time, a figure stood tall and majestic, like a god, charging toward him atop the surging waves.

It was a young and slender young man with bright, piercing eyes and bronze skin that gleamed with a beautiful sheen. His breathing, like the roar of wind and thunder, deeply stirred people’s hearts.

The moment Lin Xun laid eyes on the young man, a piece of information surfaced in his mind—Fu Zhanzhen.

He had reached the pinnacle of the Supreme True Martial Stage, ranking ninth in the history of the True Martial Stage. He achieved perfection in this stage at the age of seventeen and was hailed as invincible in the True Martial Stage of his generation!

Lin Xun’s eyes narrowed.

Does this mean that Fu Zhanzhen’s mastery in the True Martial Stage is ranked ninth in all of history?

Unbelievable.

Throughout the long span of history, countless extraordinary figures had graced the world.

The fact that Fu Zhanzhen’s strength in the True Martial Stage earned him the ninth ranking across the ages demonstrated the remarkable foundation he possessed.

Boom!

In the distance, the majestic young figure came rushing towards him with killing intent.

Each swing of his fist carried the force of a mighty mountain surging forward, radiating a commanding aura that seemed to declare that no one else in the world could rival him.

In comparison, the Supreme figures in the True Martial World were nothing special;the difference between them was too great.

“It seems like this is a test in the path of reincarnation nirvana...”

Lin Xun’s black eyes shone brightly, and the next moment, he launched into attack.

His body was like a roaring furnace, with his might and power soaring to its peak. His essence, qi, and energy bubbled like molten lava, transforming into billowing smoke that coiled into the sky.

Die!

Lin Xun charged forward, using the simplest Marching Army Fist Art. Every motion was imbued with his own will and courage.

Pushed to the extreme, unleashing power like never before.

In a flash, the two clashed like two ferocious beasts in a deadly fight, showcasing all the wonders and mysteries of the True Martial Stage in their combat.

Unless someone witnessed this battle, they would never imagine that such incredible power and might could erupt from the True Martial Stage, which was the basic foundation stage of cultivation.

Even across the starry sky, a battle like this would capture the attention of the entire world.

This was because the True Martial Stage was the starting point in cultivating the dao, the very first step on the path of cultivation. Just like the roots of a great tree, it formed the most critical foundation!