Supreme Warrior in the City

Lian Wanxiong had completely died in battle, his soul already dissipated, making it impossible for Su Yang to resurrect him.

The only thing Su Yang could do was to reinforce the remaining bit of spiritual sense between him and Huo Yuanzhen, hoping they could still be reincarnated.

As for how much memory they could retain in future reincarnations, Su Yang had no idea.

After burying the two, Su Yang went to assist everyone with arranging for ordinary people to enter the World Melting Furnace.

Everything was as the Martial Champion had predicted. A month later, the Qinghe Academy basement showed another sign of disturbance, and the Martial Champion immediately informed Su Yang.

During this month, Su Yang had put many people into the World Melting Furnace, but for the Human World, it still wasn’t enough—not even reaching twenty percent. In other words, if the Seven Realms were to destroy the Human World, tens of billions of innocent lives would still be lost.

However, Su Yang and his group had indeed done their utmost.

After sending the World Melting Furnace deep into Storm Valley, Su Yang quickly hurried to Qinghe Academy.

This time, Su Yang did not allow anyone to accompany him because those entering the Human World next would be the Sub-Saints of the Seven Realms.

The magnitude of such a battle was beyond anything they could meddle in. Even with Su Yang’s incredible power, it was difficult for him to ensure his safety.

However, it wouldn’t be that easy for these Sub-Saints to kill Su Yang either.

The power of Su Yang’s bones was such that even Storm Valley could not damage them, and no matter how strong the Sub-Saints’ power was, they couldn’t compare to Storm Valley.

Upon reaching Qinghe Academy, Su Yang could clearly feel that power was stirring restlessly in the basement.

The Martial Champion was guarding here, and ordinary power could not emanate from this stone coffin. The power able to come out could only be that of a Sub-Saint or a Saint. Saints wouldn’t take action, so it was certain that a Sub-Saint had arrived.

After half a day, finally a person emerged from the stone coffin of the Ghost Realm.

This was a middle-aged man, very tall, about one meter ninety. His appearance was rather ordinary, seemingly not that powerful. Yet, under the pressure of the Martial Champion, he was able to walk freely, indicating the strength of this person—a sure Sub-Saint.

The newcomer exchanged glances with the Martial Champion and laughed loudly, saying, ”Brother Zhang, I didn’t expect that entering the Human World once would bring you such an opportunity to ascend to the Sub-Saint Realm. You are indeed talented beyond your years, surpassing the previous generations. You truly command respect!”

Su Yang was taken aback, do they know each other?

The Martial Champion remained calm, softly said, ”Great Yama, shooting the bird that sticks out, don’t you understand this principle? All seven realms are watching, and only your Ghost Realm was the first to send someone over. Do you really think you can be a match for me?”

Great Yama laughed heartily, ”Brother Zhang, you are really confident in your strength!”

”Don’t you believe it?” the Martial Champion retorted.

”Of course, I believe!” A trace of malice flashed in Great Yama’s eyes as he said coldly, ”I know your strength is great, and I am no match for you. But now the circumstances are different. You have to guard the Eight Realms Boundary Point while fighting me; at this point, who wins or loses is hard to say!”

Hearing this, Su Yang couldn’t help but feel concerned.

The Martial Champion was in this basement mainly to guard the stone coffins of the Eight Realms, using the pressure of a Sub-Saint to seal these coffins and prevent the people of the Eight Realms from entering the Human World.

In such a situation, part of the Martial Champion’s power was restricted. In other words, when the Martial Champion really had to fight others, he could only use the remaining power, and there were many restrictions.

In this situation, Great Yama could attack the Martial Champion without any reservations, putting the Martial Champion at a great disadvantage!

The Martial Champion remained calm, leisurely stating, ”Even though I guard eight boundary points, defeating you is still a breeze!”

Great Yama’s face turned cold, and he yelled, ”Martial Champion, you’re too arrogant; do you really think your strength is invincible? Today, I’ll show you that there is always someone stronger!”

Great Yama’s body condensed with black energy, and an infinite sinister Ghost Qi quickly transformed into a gigantic ghostly figure that roared and charged at the Martial Champion.

The Martial Champion didn’t even spare him a glance, standing there with hands behind his back.

As the ghostly figure approached the Martial Champion, it seemed to crash into an invisible wall and was instantly shattered.

Great Yama’s expression subtly changed, and he couldn’t help but reassess the Martial Champion.

He thought that with the Martial Champion dividing his power to guard the Eight Realms Boundary Point, he could bully the Martial Champion with ease. Unexpectedly, the Martial Champion’s power was still formidable, far beyond his expectations.

”Impressive, but so what!” Great Yama sneered, waving his right hand and shouting, ”Watch my Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Yin Array!”

With this motion from Great Yama, nine Yin Banners rapidly appeared, quickly forming a large array above the Martial Champion, coming to suppress him.

Within the array, the yin energy was eerie, with countless skulls wailing and trying to break through the yin energy, but ultimately getting forced back.

If suppressed within it, those many skulls would likely tear the Martial Champion apart, an utterly terrifying scenario.

The Martial Champion was unfazed, standing proudly in midair. When the Nine Yin Flags descended, he merely waved his hand gently, and the banners seemed to encounter immense resistance, unable to press down.

Great Yama, enraged, roared and tried to force the Nine Yin Flags down. However, they seemed pinned in place, completely unable to descend.

”Your strength is far from enough!” The Martial Champion coldly shouted, suddenly lifting his right hand towards the sky, flipping the Nine Yin Flags.

Great Yama staggered back several steps, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face turning an extremely pale white. This attack had heavily injured him, leaving him with little strength to continue fighting.

Staring at the Martial Champion for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, ”Alright! Alright! A good Martial Champion indeed! Indeed extraordinary! I am not your equal! But what difference does it make if you defeat me? The Eight Realms have so many Sub-Saints watching, do you think you can guard this place?”

”Human effort is what matters!” The Martial Champion quietly said, ”Whether I can guard it or not, I must try. My Zhang family owes my grandson too much; if I don’t stand up today, how can I earn his respect in the future?”

”Stand?” Great Yama said coldly, ”Do you know that what you are doing now is making enemies with the Eight Realms? Do you know how many people you will offend by doing this?”

”I’ve lived a life of cowardice, but I can’t face my grandson with my head held low!” The Martial Champion chuckled, ”Besides, even if I offend the entire Eight Realms, do you dare to kill me? Kill me, and who will guard the Jieyue Tower for you?”