World's Strongest Martial Warrior

As he spoke, Yan Li's form began to fade, becoming as insubstantial as if carried away by the breeze, until he disappeared from sight.    

"Yan Li, I'm giving you one final opportunity. Leave now, while there's still time," Peter Parker said, standing motionless with his hands clasped behind his back. The aura of a Fourth Grade Heaven Immortal radiated from him, his voice echoing with a chilling resonance.    

"A chance? Who do you think you are? Today, I, Yan Li, will surely defeat you and erase the shame of that blow!" Yan Li's mocking laughter echoed from every direction, elusive and sporadic, making it hard to pinpoint his location.    

Suddenly, several spatial whirlpools materialized out of nowhere, converging on Peter Parker from all sides. Peter remained unflustered; with a simple gesture, the encroaching whirlpools dissipated as quickly as they had appeared.    

The Nameless Immortal Palace was comprised of eighteen sub-palaces, each with its unique inheritance from the Great Luo. The third sub-palace, known for its expertise in assassination, might not have been the strongest among the ten main halls, but it was certainly the most formidable to confront.    

Yan Li, concealed within the void, was virtually indistinguishable from the emptiness around him, a feat that would challenge even the perception of seasoned Golden Immortal experts.    

He watched Peter Parker in silence, biding his time before striking.    

After what seemed an eternity, Yan Li made his move. A dark golden short sword, previously unseen, now gleamed in his grip. Merging with his blade, he burst forth from the void, aiming a deadly thrust at Peter Parker's back.    

But the moment the sword made contact, Yan Li's expression contorted in horror.    

"Damn it... This isn't his real body!" he cursed inwardly, a mix of shock and rage coursing through him. Without a moment's delay, he channeled the Heaven Immortal energy within to its peak, hastily erecting a barrier of Immortal Energy around himself.    

At that moment, a spectral figure materialized above Yan Li's head. It was none other than Peter Parker. Clutching the Skyfrost Immortal Sword, the Heavenly Immortal energy within him roiled and surged. With a burst of radiance, he transformed into a brilliant blade of light, descending upon Yan Li with a slash.    

Boom!    

The sword's gleam cut through the air, and celestial energy billowed out. A tempest of immortal power erupted, causing Yan Li's protective barrier to warp under the strain, like an overinflated balloon, until it burst with a resounding explosion.    

Propelled backward by the force of the attack, Yan Li spat blood in an arc, resembling a gruesome fountain.    

"No... Impossible!"    

Struggling to regain his composure, Yan Li grimly suppressed the tumultuous energy within him. His face was etched with disbelief and terror.    

As the foremost prodigy of the Nameless Immortal Palace's third branch, Yan Li's arrogance and self-assurance were legendary. Within the vast expanse of the eighteenth branch, only Luo Shock Lin of the first branch could instill a hint of trepidation in him.    

Even Luo Shock Scale might struggle to best him in a single move!    

Despite knowing that Peter Parker possessed the prowess of a Fourth Grade Heaven Immortal, Yan Li had never truly seen him as a threat. Their previous encounter outside the Nameless Immortal City had ended with Yan Li on the back foot, but he had attributed that to underestimating his opponent, resulting in Peter Parker repelling him with a solitary punch.    

Now, within the enigmatic confines of the secret realm, Yan Li had unleashed his full might, a challenge not easily met by even a Seventh Grade Heavenly Immortal.    

Yet, with a seemingly effortless stroke, Peter Parker had not only overcome Yan Li's greatest effort but had also inflicted severe wounds upon him!    

How could this be?    

"Peter Parker, well done. It appears I have grossly underestimated you," Yan Li conceded, wiping the blood from his mouth. The unexpected injury had stoked his fury, and his eyes blazed with a demonic, blood-red glow.    

His hands moved swiftly, forming an enigmatic immortal seal. In an instant, his aura intensified, ascending from that of a Third Grade to a Fourth Grade Heavenly Immortal.    

"Peter Parker, no matter how formidable you are, today will be your downfall!" Yan Li declared, his eyes ablaze with a fierce light, as he advanced on Peter Parker with a menacing aura.    

Peter Parker's senses appeared to be leagues beyond those of an average person. The assassination technique he had once taken pride in was now completely transparent to Peter Parker's keen eyesight.    

This was the reason why, moments ago, he had been caught off guard and ensnared in Peter Parker's cleverly laid trap, even sustaining an injury from Peter Parker's blade.    

Realizing the situation, Yan Li invoked the Immortal Art to cloak his presence and activated the Immortal Art Secret Technique, elevating his cultivation to the Fourth Grade Heaven Immortal realm, determined to confront Peter Parker directly.    

Despite Yan Li's mounting energy, Peter Parker remained still, hands clasped behind his back, seemingly unfazed.    

Seeing that his intimidating presence had no effect on Peter Parker, Yan Li wasted no more time. The Heavenly Immortal force within him erupted wildly.    

"Thousand Shadow Illusory Body!"    

With swift hand movements, Yan Li summoned the formidable Great Luo Immortal Art, Thousand Shadows Illusory Body, originating from the Third Sub-Palace.    

In an instant, the light radiating from Yan Li's form began to fracture, his body flickering incessantly. With each movement, his silhouette multiplied. It was as if a celestial demon was in a frenzied dance—a spectral apparition moving in every conceivable direction, filling the void, resembling an army of thousands.    

Under Yan Li's full power, the Great Luo Immortal Art, Thousand Shadow Illusionary Body, was a sight to behold, a technique so fearsome that even an average eighth-grade Heaven Immortal might struggle to endure it.    

Yet, Peter Parker's expression remained stoic. He darted into the throng, the Skyfrost Immortal Sword in his grasp slicing through the air. Each stroke cleaved through dozens of Yan Li's apparitions.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

The sky resounded with the cacophony of energy bursts. The void was awash with the relentless dance of sword light and a myriad of luminous phantoms, engulfing the true forms of both Peter Parker and Yan Li.    

When the dust settled, the tens of thousands of phantoms that had filled the void were obliterated by the relentless sweep of Peter Parker's sword.    

"Puchi!"    

With the destruction of the illusory figures, Yan Li was sent hurtling through the air, flung back hundreds of meters. Blood burst forth from his mouth once more.    

He raised his head, eyes wide with disbelief and terror as he gazed upon Peter Parker, who stood calmly before him, the very picture of composure.    

Yan Li had never anticipated such an outcome. Peter Parker's cultivation base was not just powerful; his innate talent and foundation were profoundly formidable. Despite Yan Li's desperate attempt to enhance his cultivation base to the Fourth Grade Heaven Immortal realm using a secret art, Peter Parker still overpowered him with ease.    

"Yan Li, I've given you a chance. You chose this path yourself. If you're courting death, then leave the secret realm!" Peter Parker declared, looking down upon Yan Li.    

With a commanding presence, Peter Parker executed the Immortal Killing Sword Art. The Skyfrost Immortal Sword released a sword Qi of such potency that it could slay both immortals and deities, completely engulfing Yan Li.