World's Strongest Martial Warrior

Huang Tianhua's enraged bellow thundered across the skies above the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect. A scholarly middle-aged man clad in green robes emerged from the sect and hovered in the air above it.    

This man was Chu Yangqiu, the esteemed leader of the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect.    

"Chu Yangqiu, I'll offer you one final opportunity. Align the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect with our Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect. If you refuse, we will decimate your sect today!"    

Huang Tianhua's icy glare bore into Chu Yangqiu as the formidable presence of a half-step Golden Immortal surged toward him.    

A glimmer of green light emanated from Chu Yangqiu's hand. With a graceful sweep of his ancient, mystical brush, he dissipated Huang Tianhua's oppressive aura.    

"Huang Tianhua, enough with the empty threats. If you're set on conquering the Xuanhuang Immortal Sect, you'll have to do it over my dead body."    

Chu Yangqiu's gaze remained cool and detached, yet a flicker of suspicion crossed his features.    

It hadn't been long since the Mystic Medicine Immortal Sect had clashed fiercely with the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect.    

To safeguard their future, the Mystic Medicine Immortal Sect seized the chaos of battle to covertly dispatch their brightest talents, including Chu Yangqiu's daughter, Chu Lingyun.    

But their efforts had not gone unnoticed by the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect, which now dispatched its own experts to pursue Chu Lingyun and her companions. The Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect should have been the ones fraught with worry.    

Chu Yangqiu had been strategizing with allies from the Xuanbing Immortal Sect when Huang Tianhua issued his unexpected challenge once more.    

And there was something distinctly off about Huang Tianhua's agitated and irate demeanor. Could it be that the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect had encountered some unforeseen trouble?    

"Chu Yangqiu, if you're so intent on spurning our goodwill and courting destruction, then on your head be it!"    

Huang Tianhua's expression grew frosty as he commanded with authority, "Disciples of the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect, heed my call! March with me into the Profound Medical Immortal Sect!"    

Upon hearing Huang Tianhua's command, Lu Kuang let out a soft sigh. Resolute, he marshaled the formidable warriors of the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect and led the charge against the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect.    

Chu Qiuyang's gaze sharpened.    

Since the epic clash between the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect and the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect, Huang Tianhua had launched several assaults. Yet, he had always stopped short of a direct confrontation with the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect.    

Now, it appeared Huang Tianhua had been truly incensed. He was unwavering in his resolve to strike at the Xuanmedical Immortal Sect.    

Chu Qiuyang inhaled deeply, his focus solely on the immediate threat; the affairs of the Xuanxian Immortal Sect would have to wait. Even with his formidable abilities, restraining Huang Tianhua, who was on the cusp of Golden Immortal status, was a daunting task.    

"Do you actually believe you can halt my advance with that immortal treasure, Chu Qiuyang? Today, you will witness the stark disparity between a ninth-grade Heaven Immortal and one who is a mere step away from Golden Immortal might!" Huang Tianhua's icy declaration dissipated, and a seething pale-yellow aura ignited around him, multiplying until he seemed to stand amidst a golden sea.    

In moments, the golden aura morphed into the spectral form of a yellow dragon, its fearsome intent to kill permeating the heavens.    

Blood Offering Yellow Dragon Art!    

This was the arcane technique Huang Tianhua had acquired from the legacy of the Golden Immortal, Huang Long. By sacrificing his Blood Essence to harness the yellow dragon's might, he could summon formidable power.    

However, the cost was steep—employing this technique meant years of recovery before he could regain his full strength. This was why Huang Tianhua had never before resorted to this secret art.    

With a thunderous boom, Huang Tianhua advanced, and the earth trembled for miles around.    

Then, a massive golden blade materialized in his grip, and with the roar of a dragon, he unleashed a ferocious slash at Chu Qiuyang.    

The blade cleaved through the air, rending space itself. In an instant, a beam of light, laden with lethal intent, loomed over Chu Qiuyang's head.    

Despite Chu Qiuyang's status as a Ninth Stage Heavenly Immortal, the Immortal Brush he wielded was nothing less than a supreme Gold Immortal magical artifact.    

He and Chu Qiuyang were well aware of the Immortal Brush's formidable power, and they tapped into their full strength the moment they launched their attack.    

"Single Character Piercing Cloud!"    

Chu Qiuyang exuded an aura of elegance and otherworldliness, his eyes shimmering with intensity. With a swift motion, he used the immortal pen to inscribe a scarlet red character in the air before him.    

In an instant, the atmosphere detonated.    

The character Chu Qiuyang had inscribed rapidly expanded in the void, eventually transforming into a colossal pillar that soared across the sky, confronting Huang Tianhua's fierce slash.    

Boom!    

The sound of impact thundered as the pillar was cleaved by the blade's light, dispersing energy in every direction.    

Chu Qiuyang staggered back, narrowly evading the golden blade light that streaked towards him. Internally, he was taken aback by his opponent's might.    

A half-step Golden Immortal truly surpassed a ninth-grade Heaven Immortal in power.    

During their previous encounters, Huang Tianhua had clearly not been fighting with lethal intent. But now, as he fought with everything at stake, Chu Qiuyang realized he might not be able to endure it.    

"Chu Qiuyang, what does it matter if you possess the immortal brush? You cannot defeat me today!"    

Huang Tianhua's lips curled into a sinister grin. The yellow glow surrounding him intensified once again. The shadow of a yellow dragon behind him let out a roar, and with an open maw, it expelled a stream of Dragon Qi that fused with the golden long blade in his grip. He launched another ferocious slash at Chu Qiuyang.    

"Yellow Dragon Sky Splitter!"    

Roar!    

With Huang Tianhua's downward strike, a dragon's roar that could shake the heavens reverberated through the air. The dreadful blade light morphed into a ferocious yellow dragon, its fangs bared and claws flashing as it lunged towards Chu Qiuyang.    

"Two Yuan Shattering the Heavens!"    

Chu Qiuyang's pupils contracted sharply. The Celestial Immortal power within him burst forth unrestrained, and with the immortal brush, he swiftly traced two vertical lines in the air.    

Sizzle sizzle...    

The lines Chu Qiuyang drew instantly became two crimson flaming longswords, materializing in midair and clashing with the oncoming yellow dragon.    

Boom!    

The collision of the flaming longswords with the yellow dragon set off an explosion of immortal essence. A wave of destructive force pulsed outward, shaking Chu Qiuyang to his core. He was sent hurtling backward, his body convulsing, and his complexion turned deathly pale.    

He lifted his gaze to meet Huang Tianhua's across from him, his face etched with grave solemnity. Though Huang Tianhua might not yet match the prowess of a top-tier Golden Immortal, he was undoubtedly closing in on that level of power. Even armed with the Immortal Brush, a treasured heirloom of his lineage, the odds of prevailing seemed slim.    

"Haha... Chu Qiuyang, let's see how you fare against a few more of my strikes!" Huang Tianhua's laughter boomed with unchecked pride. Without giving Chu Qiuyang a moment's respite, he brandished his blade for another assault.    

Chu Qiuyang mustered all his strength to defend himself, yet the force of Huang Tianhua's sword sent him reeling, a spurt of blood escaping his lips.    

Despair washed over the faces of the Xuan-Medical Immortal Sect's disciples, their expressions ashen as if mourning the loss of family. Their revered sect master, Chu Qiuyang, had been bested. The fate of the Mysterious Medical Immortal Sect now hung by a thread.    

Standing over the wounded Chu Qiuyang, Huang Tianhua's voice thundered with finality. "Chu Qiuyang, you have been vanquished. The Profound Medical Immortal Sect's end is nigh. Do you still dare to resist?"