Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

At this moment.

In the vast void.

A section of the void was suddenly torn open!

Within this void, an old man with a grey face stepped out.

His eyes were filled with drifting grey mist, and his grey clothes seemed to have weathered countless years.

And on his back, he carried a long bow!

That bow, entirely shrouded in darkness, was forged from an unknown material.

The bow had no arrows, and at the head of the bow, a few small characters were inscribed in silver hook iron script.

"Chaos Sun-Shooting Bow"!

This bow... was indeed one of the legendary ten divine artefacts of the Guardians.

Such a divine artefact... was actually in the hands of such an old man.

"Martial Desolate Realm, on that day it caused the Ultimate Celestial Phenomenon..."

"The Martial Dao Laws that can reach the heavens, as long as it is obtained... I could bypass the Nine Laws and tread the path to enlightenment."

The old man muttered to himself, saying:

"Back then, Elder Brother Yang from the Yang Family and Elder Brother Jiang from the Jiang Family, promised to ascend together, and to jointly offer sacrifices to the world, fulfilling the old pledge..."

"But who would have expected that those petty thieves in the Sacrificial Temple would tamper with the Nine Laws, causing us three to go mad with insanity upon ascending, nearly devoured in spirit by the Origin of the Grey Mist..."

"Elder Brother Yang and Elder Brother Jiang could only offer themselves to the world, facing bizarre misfortunes, their entire clans vanishing..."

He recalled many events from years past.

He was once one of the Nine Eternal Ancient Clans, a pinnacle expert from the Martial Clan—Wu Jianghe!

In the past, within the Longevity Ancient Clan, there were five individuals who pledged to offer sacrifices to the world.

Yang Daomei, the Ultimate Being of the Yang Family; Jiang Yunsheng, the Ultimate Being of the Jiang Family!

Together with Wu Jianghe of the Wu Family, Ji Wudan of the Ji Family, and Changsun Bumie of the Changsun Family.

Back in those days, Wu Jianghe and the others were only approaching Upper Path Level Powerhouses, but upon ascending, they discovered there were issues with the Nine Laws they had been cultivating, which almost drove the three of them to madness.

Years passed, and Wu Jianghe buried himself deep in the frigid ice of some location in the True Ancestor World, repressing the Origin of the Grey Mist within his body.

It was not until the emergence of the Martial Venerate Evil Corpse and the appearance of the Ultimate Celestial Phenomenon that Wu Jianghe reappeared. He came stealthily, searching for a Martial Dao that could lead to enlightenment.

Only by doing so could he bypass the Nine Laws and be free of his madness!

"I have already sensed the aura of the Martial Path..."

He muttered to himself and immediately took a step towards the direction of the Martial Desolate Realm.

...

At this moment, outside the Martial Desolate Realm, in the void.

"Meet the enemy!"

A roar erupted from Wu Tiansong atop the Martial Clan's warship.

Instantly, many experts were roused to action.

"That was just an illusion just now!"

"In this world, how could there be such vivid illusions? I almost felt that I was about to die under the True Phoenix flames!"

"Never mind that, there's something odd about that warship ahead, attack with full force, kill!"

The Martial Clan's experts charged forth.

But atop that warship, there was still no one!

The sounds of a zither arose gently, sword qi surged, a sky full of Black White chess lines emerged, and terrifying shadows of grass swept in...

Someone within the cabin made their move, various paths converging, as if forming a terrifying sea of qi!

"They are all at the Five Aggregates Level, not strong!"

"Kill!"

"Annihilate them!"

Many Six-Realm Masters advanced to surround and attack.

Yet, those Sixth Realm strongmen, within that terrifying sea of paths, instantly started to cry out in agony!

Under the zither's melodies, the shadow of a Celestial Wolf roared, as Divine Skills of the musical notes slaughtered, and a Six-Realm Master died on the spot!

"What is this foul stench... no..."

Another old man was inexplicably struck by a blast of Qi of the Six Organs, immediately vomited, and had Divine Fire burning through his organs, dying of exhaustion.

The Sword Qi of Vast Righteousness was overwhelming, piercing directly through another old man!

...

"These people are not ordinary Fifth Realm practitioners, they can kill across levels, truly peerless geniuses!"

A shock appeared in Wu Tiansong's eyes, and he immediately stepped forward, saying coldly:

"It seems this realm does indeed have its peculiarities... unfortunately, no matter who you are, you're going to die!"

A terrifying Cultivation Level was released.

That was... Seventh Realm Completion!

The Seventh Realm was the Spiritual Platform Realm, where the Qi of the organs rushed to the Heavenly Spirit and opened the sea of consciousness and divine storehouses.

At this step, one could already be called a true master.

Wu Tiansong, who had already opened his sea of consciousness and divine storehouses, saw at a glance how terrifying the people inside the cabin were.

Their Cultivation Levels may be at the Fifth Realm, but this kind of Dao...

Even in the True Ancestor World, he had never seen such a thing!

Instead, it greatly resembled some of the prehistoric legends.

It was said that the Ten Honored and Two Vicious Ones, buried throughout the Four Domains Eight Desolations, each had their own ways...

"A mere Fifth Realm Strongman, yet he makes me feel...as if death looms right over me,"

muttered Wu Tiansong.

The strongmen of the Lingtai Realm possessed terrifyingly keen spiritual perception; when facing a life-and-death crisis, they would intuitively sense it.

At this moment, as this feeling of terror arose, he instantly realized that should he underestimate this foe, he might die!

"Summon the Martial Self Mirror!"

He shouted loudly!

In that instant, within the cabin of the Martial Clan warship, a beam of light shot up into the sky.

Contained within that light were countless martial imprints and rules.

"The Martial Self Mirror, brought by the clan?!"

"It seems that when it comes to the inheritance of Martial Venerate... the clan truly intends to secure it at all costs!"

"Once the Martial Self Mirror appears, who can stand as its match?"

Even the Martial Clan members were shocked.

The Martial Self Mirror was a treasure of the Martial Clan.

This artifact was related to the Martial Venerate of the Age of Ancient White Mist.

On the day the Martial Venerate Evil Corpse emerged and passed through the True Ancestor World, the Martial Self Mirror itself became sentient and went forth to pay homage to the Martial Venerate, though it later returned to the clan.

This time, to ensure the flawless success of their sky-reaching Martial Dao, the Martial Clan utilized this ultimate treasure directly.

Moreover, what Wu Tiansong had not told others was... there were two more immense experts aboard the warship as reserves!

Eight Realm Masters!

This time, his Martial Clan had made the most thorough preparations!

As soon as the Martial Self Mirror was deployed, a fearsome martial aura spread across the Sky Domain.

All the Martial Clan strongmen immediately knelt on the ground.

Even the Dao of rivers and lakes within the small boats ahead dissipated.

An ancient bronze mirror, mottled throughout, emitting a yellow bronze light, now shone brightly like a rainbow and shot directly toward that small boat ahead!

This martial rainbow light was terrifyingly powerful, emanating from the Martial Self Mirror, and even an Eight Realm Master could not withstand it!

Wherever the rainbow light passed, the True Void was annihilated, and the potent martial aura repressed everything!

"I, when I make my move, always prefer to do it in one fell swoop."

Looking at the small boat ahead, Wu Tiansong's eyes were filled with utter contempt as he said,

"One must never underestimate a genius, that's an ironclad rule!"

Watching the martial rainbow light descend, the corner of Wu Tiansong's mouth revealed a smirk of triumph.

However, in the very next instant.

Just three feet above the small boat, the rainbow light unexpectedly didn't continue forward!

It was as if there was something that held back the world-destroying martial rainbow light.

"Eh? What's going on?"

Wu Tiansong suddenly became puzzled—could there be an artifact inside that cabin that could contend with the Martial Self Mirror?

Impossible!

Moreover, he glanced upward at the Martial Self Mirror in the Sky Vault, it seemed...

to be trembling slightly?

Could it be that the True Self Realm was actually afraid?

That was even more preposterous!

"True Self Realm...strike down all enemies!"

Wu Tiansong called out at once!

But, as soon as his cry ended,

a beam of light suddenly emerged from the mirror, transforming into a large hand that slapped Wu Tiansong across the face, sending him flying!

"Ah..."

Wu Tiansong was flung a thousand meters away, spitting blood, his body convulsing. His eyes wide with terror, he said,

"No... I... am I crippled?!"

That strike from the spirit of the Martial Self Mirror...

Not only injured him but also completely destroyed all his cultivation!

Everyone was shocked—what was happening?

"Bad news...the Martial Self Mirror has slipped from our control!"

At this moment, aboard the warship, two elders appeared; they were the secret Eight Realm Masters sent by the Martial Clan!

Wu Fengyun, Wu Fengjuan!

Both of their complexions turned extremely ugly—the Martial Self Mirror had woken on its own? They no longer controlled it!

Everyone knew, such occurrences were rare, only happening the last time the Martial Venerate Evil Corpse entered the True Ancestor World.

Now, it had slipped from their control once again...

What was going on?

Could it be that the True Self Realm was going to betray them?

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