World's Strongest Martial Warrior

Without warning, a brilliant sword light streaked across the sky, halting abruptly before him. "This is... a message from Senior Brother Qingyu," he realized, momentarily taken aback. He reached out, capturing the light, which swiftly transferred its message directly into his mind.    

The content left him gasping in shock. Yuan Haoyu had been slain, his memories forcibly extracted by an intruder who had then stormed into the Chaos Origin Sword Sect.    

But there was more.    

The intruder, likely an outsider from beyond the Immortal Shattering Universe, wielded a fearsome power on par with the late stages of the Mahayana Realm. Even Yuan Tianchi had been effortlessly overpowered by this formidable being!    

At Yuan Tian Lake, eleven of the Chaos Origin Sword Sect's most talented youths had convened, preparing to confront this mysterious adversary once more. Concerned they might be outmatched, Yuan Qingyu had dispatched this urgent message, requesting its recipient to disseminate the news throughout the Immortal Illusion Dimension.    

With a determined look, the young man veered off course, transforming into a beam of light as he set a new path towards Hunyuan Saint City...    

Before long, word spread like wildfire through Primordius Holy City. A prodigious talent from a distant universe had infiltrated the Immortal Illusion Dimension, boasting a strength rivaling the late Mahayana Realm's mightiest. Not even Yuan Tian Lake, the celebrated powerhouse of the Primordius Sword Sect, could stand against him!    

The Sect now sought to rally the most gifted disciples of the Immortal Illusion Dimension to unite against this enigmatic outsider.    

In an instant, every aspiring genius who caught wind of the news hastened towards the Primordius Sword Sect.    

Meanwhile, as the news reached the ears of countless young prodigies, Yuan Tian Lake led the eleven elite disciples of the Chaos Origin Sword Sect back to the secluded realm of the Chaos Origin Sword Pool.    

In the heart of the Chaos Origin Sword Pool, Peter Parker's eyes snapped open, a look of impatience etching his features as he fixed his gaze on Yuan Tian Lake and the newcomers within his view.    

"Yuan Tian Lake, I'm surprised you had the audacity to show up. Do you honestly believe I would hesitate to end you?" he challenged.    

Yuan Tian Lake returned the stare, his eyes glacial. "Listen here, kid. I don't care about your identity. You'd best think twice before causing trouble on the grounds of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect!"    

Peter Parker's eyes flicked over the eleven Hunyuan Sword Sect disciples standing behind Yuan Tian Lake, a smirk of disdain curling his lips. "Do you really think you stand a chance against me with this motley crew of nobodies?"    

Despite the fact that these young elites from the Hunyuan Sword Sect were all remarkable, with even the least among them having passed the Tribulation stage, and each hailed as a prodigy within the Immortal Breaking Universe, they were mere insects in Peter Parker's view.    

"Why bother talking, Senior Disciple Tian Chi? Let's just take him down!" one of the Chaos Yuan Sword Sect disciples called out, anger flashing across their faces as they realized Peter Parker's contempt.    

These disciples were all transcendent geniuses of the Chaos Yuan Sword Sect, accustomed to reverence and high status. To be scorned by someone their own age was a bitter pill to swallow, igniting a fury within them.    

Yuan Tianchi's eyes bore into Peter Parker with a deadly intensity as he issued a chilling command, "Junior Brothers, on my mark! Assume the Twelve Heavenly Elephant Sword Formation!"    

With a series of thunderous booms, the auras of Yuan Tian Lake and the Hunyuan Sword Sect disciples, including Yuan Qingyu, surged. They moved with lightning speed, darting into twelve distinct positions. Their hands danced, forming intricate sword seals, and they rapidly established a formidable sword formation that enveloped both Peter Parker and the entire Chaos Origin Sword Pool.    

Within the confines of the formation, a cacophony of sword energies clashed and combined—the roar of world-shattering lightning, the blaze of sky-scorching flames, and a myriad of other celestial forces—converging into a display of divine power without equal.    

"Kid, you're facing the 12 Heavenly Elephants Sword Formation of my Chaos Origin Sword Sect. Even with strength on par with the late stages of the Mahayana Realm, your fate is sealed today!"    

At the heart of the formation, Yuan Tian Lake's gaze pierced through the air, targeting Peter Parker with a surge of lethal intent.    

Yet...    

Peter Parker stood undisturbed by Yuan Tian Lake's sword formation, the picture of serenity.    

He lifted his gaze to the swords arrayed against him, and with a slight shake of his head, he remarked, "Impressive sword formation. It's a shame the one who put it together is so lacking."    

Peter Parker's keen vision easily discerned the exceptional nature of the sword formation crafted by Yuan Tian Lake and his cohorts. It was capable of unleashing a force well beyond their collective might.    

Had twelve Mahayana Realm cultivators established this formation, it would pose a serious threat to one at the pinnacle of that realm.    

Alas...    

Only a single cultivator at the Mahayana Realm's zenith had orchestrated this formation.    

He had marshaled these promising talents of the Hunyuan Sword Sect to assemble the formation, which at best could muster the power akin to the late stages of the Heavenly Yuan Lake.    

"You're digging your own grave!"    

Seeing Peter Parker's unwavering composure, Yuan Tian Lake roared in fury, "Myriad Thunder Sword Array, assemble at my command!"    

With those words...    

Yuan Tianchi's hands moved with lightning speed, conjuring a Lightning Strike. A fearsome electrical surge coursed through the sword formation, morphing into a dazzling blade of lightning. It danced like a dragon through the heavens, cleaving the air and rending the clouds asunder.    

Yuan Tianchi seized the lightning sword beam and unleashed a mighty slash.    

"Crack!"    

The very fabric of space before the sword rent open.    

A vast chasm tore through the sky above Peter Parker's head. The fearsome lightning sword, akin to an apocalyptic divine blade, bore the might to obliterate all in its path as it bore down on him.    

This sword strike was so formidable that even a late-stage Great Vehicle cultivator would be forced to retreat!    

Peter Parker looked up at the cataclysmic lightning sword bearing down upon him. A radiant sword light coalesced behind him, then transformed into an immense golden sword that shot skyward, obliterating the apocalyptic lightning sword in an instant.    

After the colossal golden sword obliterated the World Annihilation Lightning Sword, it seemed to lose none of its momentum. It immediately clashed with the Twelve Heavenly Elephants Sword Formation.    

Bang!    

The impact produced a thunderous noise as the golden sword tore a massive hole through the formation.    

In that instant, numerous disciples of the Hunyuan Sword Sect, who had been maintaining the Twelve Heavenly Elephants Sword Array, shuddered, their complexions turning ashen.    

"Break!"    

Peter Parker's expression remained stoic as he wielded the titanic golden sword, delivering a decisive slash. The already faltering Twelve Heavenly Elephants Sword Array crumbled completely at that moment.    

"Puchi!"    

Not only did the disciples near Yuan Tian Lake reel from the shock, but even Yuan Qingyu, with his quasi Maha-Vairocana level of cultivation, tasted blood in his mouth and couldn't suppress the urge to spit out a mouthful.    

They all lifted their gazes to Peter Parker, who stood with an air of dominance by the Mixed Yuan Sword Pool. A raw sense of dread was unmistakable in their eyes.    

A single, effortless strike had just shattered the Twelve Heavenly Elephants Sword Formation they had so painstakingly created!    

How could this be possible?