High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System - Chapter 851 - 416: Divinity! The Might of the Martial God

“So that’s how it is.”

“The injuries I inflict come with an additional divine influence.” Jiang Ye suddenly understood this point: “Under divine suppression, even a Ninth Break powerhouse can’t heal their wounds.”

Rumble~

While Jiang Ye was thinking, that sky-covering, world-shadowing giant black hand had already been completely obliterated, turning into countless motes of light and scattering.

The entire Cyan Yang City once again returned to ten thousand miles of clear sky.

…

“This?”

“Jiang Ye, he actually cut down that Ninth Break Shadow Race?” Tang Huochan, Su Tong’Er and the others were all dumbfounded; even a Peak of Eighth Break powerhouse couldn’t shake that Ninth Break Shadow Race in the slightest, yet it was shattered by one move from Jiang Ye.

How strong did he have to be?

They already couldn’t see through Jiang Ye’s strength at all.

“So strong.”

“This guy, has he already reached the level of a Ninth Break?” Su Tong’Er’s eyes were full of complex emotions, brimming with admiration.

She always had a refusal to accept defeat toward any opponent.

But after seeing the current Jiang Ye, Su Tong’Er couldn’t even raise the desire to surpass him, only a powerless feeling of never being able to catch up.

Yet behind that powerlessness—

“I really like him.” Su Tong’Er looked at that figure standing between heaven and earth, brilliant light blooming in her beautiful eyes.

…

“Senior.”

“Thank you for saving my life! It was you who saved Cyan Yang City.” An old man in a black robe flew over; he was precisely that Peak of Eighth Break powerhouse from before.

“Senior, this life-saving grace, I, Mo Feng, will never forget as long as I live!” The black-robed old man said solemnly.

Jiang Ye’s expression turned a bit strange at these words.

Calling him senior?

The old man before him had clearly already passed a hundred years of age.

“Ahem!”

“Old Mo.” Qiu Cang flickered over in a flash: “You don’t need to call him senior, he’s my disciple.”

“Old Qiu?” The black-robed old man Mo Feng obviously recognized Qiu Cang, but then his eyes widened.

“What?”

“Your disciple?” Mo Feng stared at Jiang Ye in shock.

Originally, in his view, although Jiang Ye looked young, his actual age should be about the same as his.

After all, many high-tier powerhouses could alter their appearance and achieve eternal youth.

But Qiu Cang’s words utterly stunned Mo Feng.

“This junior is only twenty-one years old this year.” Jiang Ye cupped his fists.

“…”

Mo Feng’s face went blank, then his old face flushed red as he coughed repeatedly: “In the Martial Arts world, the strong are revered. Calling you senior isn’t that big of a deal.”

Speaking of this—

He and Qiu Cang both looked at Jiang Ye with a bit of disbelief.

Only twenty-one!

And he defeated a Ninth Break?

What kind of monster was this!

“Old Qiu, this really is your disciple?” Mo Feng could hardly believe it: “How is he stronger than you?”

Qiu Cang’s old face flushed red, then he said in a deep voice: “The student surpasses the master, isn’t that perfectly normal?”

Watching the two old men talk, Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile.

Right after, his expression grew heavy.

“Why would a Ninth Break Shadow Race appear here?” Jiang Ye said in a low voice: “Could it be that the situation on the other side of the Corridor has collapsed?”

Hearing this, both Mo Feng and Qiu Cang’s expressions also grew grave.

On the other side of the Starry Sky Corridor, there were also many Blue Star powerhouses stationed, precisely to prevent Ninth Break Shadow Race from entering Blue Star and causing large-scale destruction.

Just like this time.

If Jiang Ye hadn’t acted, the entire Cyan Yang City might have been razed to the ground.

“Cyan Yang City shouldn’t see a Ninth Break.” Mo Feng frowned.

Just then—

“Buzz~” Qiu Cang’s communication wristband vibrated slightly, as if it had received some message.

“What?”

“Not good.” Qiu Cang’s face changed.

“What is it?” Jiang Ye looked at him.

“The Tenth Garrison Zone has fallen.” Qiu Cang said in a low voice: “The Starry Sky Corridor where the Tenth Garrison Zone is located leads to multiple cities including Cyan Yang City, Yun City, and others.”

“No wonder a Ninth Break Shadow Race showed up here.” Mo Feng also reacted.

The Tenth Garrison Zone was Blue Star’s designation for the tenth Shadow Race nest.

This Shadow Race nest was connected to more than ten Blue Star cities!

Jiang Ye, however, thought of something: “Teacher Zhu Honglie is in the Tenth Garrison Zone, isn’t he?”

Qiu Cang gave him a look and slowly nodded.

“This is bad.” Jiang Ye’s face darkened, his heart instantly sinking to rock bottom.

The garrison zone had fallen; how could Zhu Honglie, merely an Eight Break powerhouse, protect himself?

“I’ll go in with you.” Qiu Cang said in a low voice.

He was also very worried about Zhu Honglie’s safety.

“No.” Jiang Ye shook his head: “Teacher, Cyan Yang City and An City need you and Senior Mo to guard them.”

“But—” Qiu Cang’s brows knit tightly.

“Don’t worry.”

“If the situation inside is something even I can’t handle,” Jiang Ye said in a low voice, “then you going in will be useless as well.”

“…”

Qiu Cang gave him a helpless look.

Wasn’t that a bit too blunt!

Still, Qiu Cang could understand Jiang Ye; given how urgent things were, Jiang Ye didn’t have time for roundabout words.

“Fine.”

“Then take care of yourself along the way.” Qiu Cang took a deep breath and said solemnly: “Your teacher will be here waiting for your triumphant return.”

“Mm.” Jiang Ye nodded.

He said nothing more and directly crushed a jade talisman.

This jade talisman came from the Zhou Family Demi-God Zhou Huaifeng and could be used for contact.

“Buzz~”

A few seconds after Jiang Ye crushed the talisman, the void trembled slightly, and a figure emerged.

The Zhou Family Demi-God.

This was a Demigod; even with tens of thousands of miles between them, he could arrive in an instant.

A trace of wariness flashed through Jiang Ye’s eyes, but his face remained calm: “Senior, don’t forget the treasure you promised earlier.”

“Hmph.”

“I do not go back on my word.” The Zhou Family Demi-God snorted coldly and flicked his sleeve.

Whoosh!

A streak of treasure-light shot toward Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye reached out and caught it, seeing a jade-green token lying in his palm, its surface covered with dense patterns and emanating an extraordinary aura.

“This is a Demigod-grade Defense Order; it can withstand one strike from a Demigod.” The Zhou Family Demi-God said lightly.