World's Strongest Martial Warrior

0The young man with short hair seemed to be about the same age as Nie Hexuan, yet his cultivation had soared to the pinnacle of the First Stage Heavenly Immortal Realm. He was nearly as formidable as Yu Yi Xian, marking him as another prodigious talent.    

    

His two companions were also impressive, each boasting a cultivation base just shy of full-fledged Heavenly Immortals.    

    

"Dream on. I'd rather die today than let you catch me!" Nie Hexuan declared, his voice tense with determination.    

    

Nie Hexuan's primary goal in undertaking this journey of self-improvement was to reach the Violet Mist Immortal Mountain.    

    

Years before, when Nie Hexuan's father—the esteemed Immortal Reverent White Crane—was in the Golden Immortal Realm, he had ventured through the Northern Frost Region to the Violet Mist Immortal Mountain in search of fortune. Nie Yutang's luck had been favorable; he discovered a Violet Dragon Immortal Crane Token there, unlocking the legacy of a venerable ancient expert.    

    

This very discovery had propelled Nie Yutang into the Golden Immortal Realm, elevating his status significantly.    

    

However, Nie Yutang's inherent abilities were somewhat limited back then, preventing him from claiming the full breadth of the ancient sage's legacy.    

    

Now, as Nie Hexuan set out to forge his own path, Nie Yutang entrusted him with the Violet Dragon Immortal Crane Token, hoping his son would succeed where he had not, at the Violet Mist Immortal Mountain.    

    

Following his participation in the Nameless Immortal Meeting held by the 18 sub-palaces of the Nameless Immortal Palace, Nie Hexuan wasted no time. He made his way to the Purple Mist Immortal Mountain, eager to use the Violet Dragon Immortal Crane Token to access the ancient expert's inheritance.    

    

But fortune was not on his side. Just as he located the ancient inheritance and was about to use the token, three unexpected adversaries appeared.    

    

They seemed to know something about the legacy of the ancient luminary and were intent on taking Nie Hexuan's Purple Dragon Immortal Crane Badge for themselves.    

    

Outmatched by the trio, Nie Hexuan had no choice but to play his last hand—a secret escape technique his father had bequeathed to him—and he fled in a state of sheer desperation.    

    

The skills of these three were nothing short of extraordinary, and ultimately, Nie Hexuan found himself relentlessly pursued by the trio.    

    

"Kid, I've already given you a chance. Since you're hell-bent on meeting your demise, I'm happy to oblige!" declared the short-haired young man. As he spoke, his right arm sparked with a brilliant display of five-colored lightning before he launched a palm strike at Nie Hexuan.    

    

Nie Hexuan's eyes narrowed in response.    

    

Of all the prodigies he had encountered, only Peter Parker from the Nameless Immortal Palace rivaled the formidable figure before him.    

    

"White Crane Forbidden Heavenly Palm!" Nie Hexuan called out, executing his most powerful Immortal Art without a moment's delay.    

    

Boom!    

    

The impact sent Nie Hexuan tumbling backward, crashing to the ground in a pitiful heap as he coughed up blood.    

    

The short-haired young man was his equal in talent and also bore the prestigious Great Luo bloodline.    

    

Had they been on equal footing, Nie Hexuan might have maintained his confidence in a counterattack.    

    

But despite recent gains in strength, he had only attained the ninth-grade True Immortal level, leaving him at a disadvantage against the formidable youth.    

    

The danger he faced was undeniable.    

    

"Kid, you've got talent, but your cultivation is lacking. Don't waste your energy resisting. Just give up," the short-haired youth sneered, his palm radiating with Celestial Immortal energy as he reached for Nie Hexuan.    

    

Nie Hexuan's face contorted with alarm, bracing for a last stand, when suddenly a shadowy figure materialized before him. The newcomer's fist met the young man's attack with a thunderous collision.    

    

Bang!    

    

The short-haired young man staggered, his body quaking from the force as he stumbled back.    

    

"Brother... Jiang Chen, is that really you?" Nie Hexuan stammered, his initial shock giving way to astonishment.    

    

He had never anticipated a rescue by Peter Parker in this dire moment.    

    

Peter Parker's innate talent and prowess were unquestionably superior to the short-haired adversary. With his intervention, Nie Hexuan's life was no longer hanging by a thread.    

    

"Kid, who are you?"    

    

The short-haired youth fixed his gaze on Peter Parker. "My name is Chou Li, from the third branch of the Nameless Immortal Palace. I'd advise you to stay out of my affairs."    

    

This guy was actually from the Nameless Immortal Palace!    

    

Nie Hexuan's face registered shock at the young man's declaration.    

    

Being a scion of Zenith Heaven, Nie Hexuan was intimately familiar with the premier factions of the Northern Frost Immortal Domain.    

    

The Nameless Immortal Palace stood as the sole entity in the entire Northern Chill Immortal Domain that rivaled the might of the Immortal King Realm, the Northern Chill Immortal Palace itself. It was also a force that no one in the Northern Chill Immortal Domain dared to cross.    

    

Nie Hexuan had not anticipated that this short-haired youth was actually affiliated with the Nameless Immortal Palace!    

    

Peter Parker's expression mirrored surprise upon hearing the young man's introduction.    

    

He had not foreseen encountering a member of the third branch of the Nameless Immortal Palace simply because he had noticed Nie Hexuan in peril.    

    

Within the Nameless Immortal Palace, the prestige of each branch was directly proportional to its rank—the higher the rank, the more formidable the branch.    

    

The third branch was exponentially more powerful than all eighteen branches in the Cangyun State combined.    

    

It was likely that these prodigies from the third branch were en route to the Nameless Immortal Palace's main hall for the immortal assembly.    

    

"I'm sorry, but I must intervene in this situation," Peter Parker declared, standing tall with his hands clasped behind his back and a commanding air about him. "Out of respect for the Nameless Immortal Palace's reputation, I prefer not to engage with you. Take your people and leave at once."    

    

"Heh... You certainly don't mince words, do you?" Chou Li's eyes narrowed into a frosty glare as he heard Peter Parker's dismissive tone. With a sneer, he retorted, "Since you're so intent on interfering, prepare to join him in death."    

    

Chou Li's voice was laden with menace as he unleashed a surge of potent lightning energy. He slammed his foot down, shattering the spatial barrier, and hurtled toward Peter Parker with the unstoppable force of a meteor.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Peter Parker's face remained impassive as he casually raised his hand and delivered a slap. It was as effortless as swatting a fly, sending Chou Li tumbling through the air.    

    

Bang!    

    

Chou Li's body plummeted to the ground like a kite severed from its string, crashing down from an immense height and forming a massive crater upon impact.    

    

Struggling to rise, Chou Li's gaze was fixed on Peter Parker, filled with unmistakable terror. "You... Who are you, exactly?"    

    

That simple slap had inflicted serious injury.    

    

Not even the most formidable prodigy from the third branch of the Nameless Immortal Palace could have managed such a feat with such ease.    

    

Peter Parker looked at Chou Li with a cold detachment. "My identity is irrelevant to you. What matters is that you take the hint and leave now!"    

    

"Kid, you'll be remembered!"    

    

Realizing he was outmatched, Chou Li shot Peter Parker a piercing stare, memorizing his features. Then, he gathered his two companions and hastily retreated, vanishing from Peter Parker's sight.