High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 851 - 416: Divinity! The Might of the Martial God

"So that's how it is."

"The injuries I inflict carry an additional divine influence." Jiang Ye suddenly grasped this point: "Under divine suppression, even a Ninth Break powerhouse cannot heal their wounds."

Rumble~

While Jiang Ye was contemplating, the colossal black hand that had obscured the sky and cast a shadow over the world was completely annihilated, disintegrating into countless specks of light that scattered into the air.

The entirety of Cyan Yang City was once again bathed in ten thousand miles of clear sky.

...

"This?"

"Jiang Ye actually severed that Ninth Break Shadow Race member?" Tang Huochan, Su Tong’Er, and the others were utterly astonished; even a Peak Eighth Break powerhouse could not make the Ninth Break Shadow Race falter in the slightest, yet it was shattered by a single move from Jiang Ye.

How formidable must he be?

They could no longer decipher Jiang Ye’s true strength.

"So powerful."

"Has this individual already attained the Ninth Break realm?" Su Tong’Er’s gaze was filled with complex emotions, brimming with admiration.

She had always harbored a competitive spirit against any opponent.

However, after witnessing the current Jiang Ye, Su Tong’Er lacked even the will to surpass him, feeling only a profound sense of helplessness, an inability to ever catch up.

Yet, beneath that powerlessness—

"I truly like him." Su Tong’Er gazed at the figure standing between heaven and earth, her beautiful eyes radiating brilliant light.

...

"Senior."

"Thank you for saving my life! You are the one who rescued Cyan Yang City." An elder clad in black robes approached; he was precisely the Peak Eighth Break powerhouse from earlier.

"Senior, this life-saving grace, I, Mo Feng, shall never forget as long as I live!" the elder in black stated solemnly.

Jiang Ye’s expression became somewhat peculiar upon hearing these words.

Addressing him as senior?

The elder before him had clearly lived for over a century.

"Ahem!"

"Old Mo." Qiu Cang appeared in a flash: "There’s no need to call him senior; he is my disciple."

"Old Qiu?" The elder in black, Mo Feng, obviously recognized Qiu Cang, but then his eyes widened in disbelief.

"What?"

"Your disciple?" Mo Feng stared at Jiang Ye in shock.

Originally, in his estimation, although Jiang Ye appeared youthful, his actual age should have been comparable to his own.

After all, many high-tier powerhouses possessed the ability to alter their appearance and achieve eternal youth.

However, Qiu Cang’s declaration utterly astounded Mo Feng.

"This junior is merely twenty-one years old this year." Jiang Ye clasped his fists in greeting.

"..."

Mo Feng’s face went blank, then his aged countenance flushed red as he coughed repeatedly: "In the world of Martial Arts, the strong are revered. Calling you senior is not a significant matter."

Speaking of this matter—

Both he and Qiu Cang gazed at Jiang Ye with a degree of disbelief.

Only twenty-one years old!

And he had defeated a Ninth Break expert?

What kind of monstrous talent was this!

"Old Qiu, is this truly your disciple?" Mo Feng could scarcely believe it: "How is he stronger than you?"

Qiu Cang’s aged face reddened slightly, then he stated in a deep voice, "When the student surpasses the master, is that not perfectly normal?"

Watching the two elders converse, Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile.

Immediately afterward, his expression turned somber.

"Why would a Ninth Break Shadow Race member appear here?" Jiang Ye inquired somberly: "Could it be that the situation beyond the Corridor has deteriorated?"

Upon hearing this, both Mo Feng and Qiu Cang’s expressions also grew grave.

On the other side of the Starry Sky Corridor, numerous Blue Star powerhouses were stationed, specifically to prevent the Ninth Break Shadow Race from breaching Blue Star and unleashing widespread destruction.

Just as this incident had demonstrated.

Had Jiang Ye not intervened, the entire Cyan Yang City might have been reduced to ruins.

"Cyan Yang City should not be a location where a Ninth Break expert appears." Mo Feng frowned.

At that precise moment—

"Buzz~" Qiu Cang’s communication wristband vibrated subtly, as if it had received an incoming message.

"What?"

"Not good." Qiu Cang’s countenance shifted drastically.

"What is it?" Jiang Ye looked at him expectantly.

"The Tenth Garrison Zone has fallen." Qiu Cang announced in a low tone: "The Starry Sky Corridor connected to the Tenth Garrison Zone provides access to multiple cities, including Cyan Yang City, Yun City, and others."

"No wonder a Ninth Break Shadow Race appeared here," Mo Feng also realized the implications.

The Tenth Garrison Zone was Blue Star’s designation for the tenth Shadow Race nesting ground.

This particular Shadow Race nest was linked to over ten Blue Star cities!

Jiang Ye, however, recalled something significant: "Teacher Zhu Honglie is stationed in the Tenth Garrison Zone, isn’t he?"

Qiu Cang cast him a glance and slowly nodded.

"This is indeed bad." Jiang Ye’s face darkened considerably, his heart plummeting to its lowest point instantaneously.

With the garrison zone breached, how could Zhu Honglie, a mere Eight Break powerhouse, possibly safeguard himself?

"I will accompany you," Qiu Cang stated in a low tone, his voice laced with concern for Zhu Honglie's fate.

He, too, was deeply troubled by Zhu Honglie's precarious situation.

"No," Jiang Ye firmly rejected, shaking his head. "Teacher, both Cyan Yang City and An City require your and Senior Mo's protection."

"But..." Qiu Cang's brows furrowed with unease.

"Rest assured."

"If the circumstances within are beyond even my capabilities to manage," Jiang Ye conveyed in a hushed voice, "then your intervention would prove equally futile."

"..."

Qiu Cang regarded him with a look of resignation.

That was rather… blunt!

Nevertheless, Qiu Cang understood Jiang Ye's perspective; facing such urgency, there was no time for pleasantries or circuitous speech.

"Very well."

"Then, take utmost care on your journey," Qiu Cang took a deep, steadying breath and declared with solemnity, "Your teacher will remain here, awaiting your victorious return."

"Mm," Jiang Ye acknowledged with a nod.

Without further ado, he directly crushed a jade talisman.

This particular jade talisman had been bestowed by the Zhou Family's Demigod, Zhou Huaifeng, and served as a means of communication.

"Buzz~"

Mere seconds after Jiang Ye activated the talisman, the fabric of space trembled, and a figure materialized.

It was the Zhou Family's Demigod.

Such was the power of a Demigod that they could traverse vast distances, appearing in an instant even across tens of thousands of miles.

A flicker of caution crossed Jiang Ye's gaze, yet his composure remained unruffled. "Senior, do not forget the treasure you pledged earlier."

"Hmph."

"I am a man of my word," the Zhou Family Demigod retorted with a cold snort, accompanied by a flick of his sleeve.

Whoosh!

A radiant stream of treasure-light shot directly towards Jiang Ye.

With a swift motion, Jiang Ye intercepted it, finding a jade-green token resting in his palm. Its surface was adorned with intricate patterns, and it pulsed with an extraordinary innate aura.

"This is a Demigod-grade Defense Order," the Zhou Family Demigod stated casually. "It possesses the capability to withstand a single direct strike from a Demigod."