Chapter 284 – How Worthy The Five Elders Are, Truly Incredible!

From the moment Lu Yuan stepped onto the level three platform, everyone in the white square felt as if they were in a dream-like state.

Ordinarily high and mighty Grandmaster big shots, who seemed like celestial beings, were being casually swatted around by the so-called “God Emperor,” a young man who appeared to be at most eighteen or nineteen years old.

One person fighting against dozens of Grandmasters!

What’s more, he was not at a disadvantage; he fought more and more valiantly, even turning the tide against the dozens of Grandmasters, making them the weaker side.

And now it was even more ridiculous.

A Grandmaster-level figure was thrown down like a ball, creating a large pit in the ground.

A surreal sensation.

Many young martial artists who were still in the Organ Training stage or the True Intent Realm were baffled.

For a moment, they seemed to have lost their direction.

They didn’t know what was the point of the Grandmasters they had always admired and strived to become.

What was the significance of advancing to the Grandmaster Realm?

Become a Grandmaster and then… be used as a ball?

“Ugh ugh ugh…”

The group from Rock-Smashing Style was standing at the edge of the white square, staring blankly at the figure that was thrown down from the platform, their eyes filled with confusion.

“Isn’t that… the president of the Xiabang Martial Arts Association General Headquarters, Sect Leader Cai of Sky Water Stream, Cai Huazhang?”

“Looks like it… yeah.”

“Who exactly is this God Emperor of the Deity Martial Alliance, he’s… so fierce!”

“The key is, he doesn’t look older than us, probably just around our junior sister’s age…”

“A monster… this trip has truly been an eye-opener.”

As they talked, they suddenly saw a figure leap up in front of them, coughing up some salty, brackish seawater.

The group from Rock-Smashing Style was immediately overjoyed, “Master! Master is awake!”

The silver-haired old man, Sect Leader of Rock-Smashing Style, who had briefly fainted after hitting his head on the Protective light shield and nearly drowning, now had a slightly red face but tried to maintain his demeanor.

He circulated his inner strength, invigorating his blood and emitting puffs of white steam from his head and body.

Seeing their backbone awake, the group from Rock-Smashing Style was first delighted, but then one of them couldn’t help but worry.

“Master, this God Emperor from the Deity Martial Alliance is so fierce. You were bad-mouthing him on the boat and secretly tipping off Sect Leader Cai. Won’t he come looking for trouble with us later?”

The silver-haired old man’s expression froze for a moment but quickly regained his composure. He said calmly, “Come looking for trouble with us?

That depends on whether he can handle the trouble he’s already in first.

Do you think the current standing of Penglai in the martial arts world is supported merely by a few Grandmasters?

This Evil Emperor is strong, but The Five Elders and the Lord of Heaven… they are far more terrifying than you can imagine.”

The silver-haired old man squinted his eyes, staring at the figure dominating the high platform, and said each word distinctly, “Don’t be fooled by his current glory. In reality… he is not far from death.”

The disciples of Rock-Smashing Style nodded solemnly, no longer speaking.

“I’ve somewhat changed my mind now…”

In the white square, a Crew-cut Man was being grabbed by Protector Rou as easily as holding a chick, his eyes fixed on the high platform. A strange light flickered in his eyes.

Murmuring softly, “Our young emperor truly is… unparalleled in talent.

I seem to see in him the true dawn of evil martial arts.

A domain that previous Evil Emperors… have never touched…”

Protector Rou whispered, his eyes growing increasingly bright.

He wasn’t alone; several other Protector level figures were similarly affected.

The unrest in their hearts wavered and dissipated, replaced by a nascent sense of “faith”… quietly taking root.

At this moment, Liu Daoyuan’s heart was also filled with shock.

He knew Lu Yuan might be very strong.

But he never imagined that his last and only True Disciple… could be this strong?!

Fighting Grandmasters like swatting away flies!

Good thing he didn’t choose to become a Grandmaster…

Liu Daoyuan had a big heart.

Yet even he was starting to feel numb from the shockwaves of awe.

But soon, this shock transformed into immense joy and pride, surging from his heart.

“Heaven has indeed not treated me badly.

Though I’ve led a drifting, incomplete life, it has given me a disciple who is like a true dragon!

Haha…”

At this moment, Liu Daoyuan felt an immense joy, almost bursting into laughter.

Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound coming from the big pit in front of him.

“My true dragon disciple’s gift!”

Blue light flashed in Liu Daoyuan’s eyes as he quickly strode over.

“Cough cough-“

Cai Huazhang, who had been thrown down from the level three platform by Lu Yuan like a ball, struggled to get up from the pit, looking disheveled.

Although he wasn’t physically injured, the psychological blow was enough to make him want to die from shame.

There were dozens of Grandmasters on the platform; more than a couple had been defeated by Lu Yuan.

But he was the only one treated like a toy and tossed aside.

After all, he was the president of the Xiabang Martial Arts Association General Headquarters, a prominent figure in the Ancient Martial Arts world…

Being thrown down like this had cost him all his dignity.

“Damn it… damn it…”

Cai Huazhang’s face was dark as he pondered how to regain some semblance of dignity in front of the public.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of mechanical cogs turning.

Instinctively, Cai Huazhang looked up only to see several dark gun barrels aimed straight at him.

Light flickered from within the barrels.

Behind the barrels, Liu Daoyuan’s old, stern face stared coldly at him. With an indifferent tone, Liu Daoyuan said, “Climb back up quickly. Now… it’s my turn to beat you up.”

“Uh…”

…

“Divine Elephant Shakes the Earth!”

On the platform, Lu Yuan stomped his foot hard on the ground.

Terrifying power transmitted through his foot, causing the platform’s surface to ripple and roll out in waves.

He then leaped into the air.

While airborne, he stomped three times, each stomp sending visible airwaves rippling out.

Dark golden inner strength accompanied by his aura shot out with each stomp, shattering the force fields and Protective Shields of several Grandmasters from a distance, causing their chests to collapse and them to spit blood continuously.

“Boom!”

Lu Yuan landed, exhaling white breath that encircled him like a snake before dissipating.

At this moment, Lu Yuan could clearly feel that his mist-like mental power had partially transformed into a liquid state, quickly merging into his body.

Stimulated by this mental power, his blood thickened like molten lava flowing from a volcano.

His bones, flesh, and Five Viscera continuously vibrated, occasionally emitting thunder-like muffled sounds from his chest.

The blood energy emanating from his limbs and bones became increasingly dense, gradually converging into blood threads that seemed to be heading towards a specific point.

Everything was evolving rapidly towards a mysterious, immeasurable state…

“Hiss-“

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and the True Intent of the double-headed four-armed elephant deity above his head compressed quickly.

It shrank to a height of merely fifteen meters or so but became so solid that it almost seemed real, visible even to the naked eye.

Throughout this battle, Lu Yuan had “secretly learned” the essence of numerous martial arts styles.

These essences integrated into his own martial arts system, making his foundational martial arts even more vast and stable.

His whole being seemed to have undergone a form of sublimation.

This sublimation brought Lu Yuan a sense of composed dominion akin to that of a martial arts overlord, along with a calmness that came from viewing everything from a higher perspective.

His more than two meters tall figure stood in the arena, resembling an indomitable demon mountain.

Thick shadows continuously rose from behind him, spreading and enveloping the entire high platform, causing terror in the hearts of the remaining Grandmasters.

“Come at me.”

Lu Yuan spoke.

He took a step forward, but no one dared to approach.

The Grandmasters who still stood around instinctively retreated.

Not even the lure of longevity resources could compel them to step forward.

Merely standing their ground without fleeing the high platform was the last shred of dignity they had as Grandmasters.

Lu Yuan took two more steps forward.

Whichever direction he moved in, the crowd in that direction backed away.

It was like a game of eagle catching chicks; the scene was absurdly comical, but no one could laugh.

After repeatedly trying a few more times, Lu Yuan finally felt speechless.

He realized that he had essentially exhausted the “potential” of these Grandmasters in front of him.

Their morale had been completely shattered and scattered by him, making it impossible for them to regroup.

Even if they reluctantly came up to fight, they would no longer pose any challenge to him.

“Forget it…”

Lu Yuan shook his head and decided to let the people in front of him off the hook.

He looked up the steps and saw five figures still sitting calmly on their chairs.

Their eyes were closed, and they remained as immovable as a mountain.

“Impressive, they can remain so composed. They truly are the Penglai Five Elders,” Lu Yuan muttered to himself, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He took a step forward.

It was as if he had teleported; he instantly appeared on the level two platform.

Lu Yuan’s martial arts style had undergone a complete transformation since he first stepped onto the platform in every aspect.

The moment he set foot on the level two platform, he felt a slight pressure bearing down on him.

On this elevated platform, the air was filled with an indistinct pressure.

He was simultaneously locked onto by five distinct auras, giving him a sharp sense of imminent danger.

“Wonderful, wonderful!”

Lu Yuan was extremely pleased.

He felt that his stalled “Grandmaster progress bar” was moving again!

Filled with anticipation, he looked around at the five unmoving figures.

With a smile on his face and in a courteous manner, he softly inquired, “May I ask which of you seniors would like to come forward and meet your doom first?”

Just as he finished speaking, the old man in green on his left suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of electricity seeming to streak through the void.

“You ignorant child… Watch me tear that mouth of yours apart!”

The old man in green snorted coldly, leapt from his chair, and charged at Lu Yuan like a hurricane.

“This senior is quite courageous!”

Lu Yuan was delighted, his eyes lighting up. Laughing loudly, he moved forward to meet the old man instead of retreating.

“Then I, as a junior, will be the first to send you to your death!”

“Divine Elephant Scattering Flowers!”

Lu Yuan raised a palm, and the fifteen-meter-tall double-headed four-armed elephant man behind him moved in sync.

His hand, enveloped in dark golden martial deity strength, seemed to float effortlessly, yet it lacked any grace; instead, it exuded a sense of overwhelming force, like pushing a massive grindstone.

This too was one of the deadly moves he had just learned from the platform below.

He now had more killing moves from the Divine Elephant Style than he could possibly use.

No matter what martial arts style it was, he incorporated it into his Divine Elephant Style.

No matter what the original intention or appearance of a move was, once incorporated into the Divine Elephant Style system, it immediately underwent a “rebirth,” acquiring a unique flavor of immense, almost brick-breaking strength.

This move, the Flower Scattering Palm, was no exception.

As Lu Yuan executed this palm strike, it sent out an overwhelming wave-like force in the air.

Just as it seemed the old man in green would be swept away by this palm, his figure abruptly twisted in midair and swiftly darted past Lu Yuan’s armpit.

“Southern Fight Ten Stars. Fatal Strike!”

The cold voice rang in Lu Yuan’s ear.

Then, a flash of green spiraled upward before his eyes.

Caught off guard, Lu Yuan felt as if he was struck countless times all over his body in an instant. Sharp, stabbing pains pricked him like needles.

He staggered back two steps, his momentum momentarily halted.

The old man in green had somehow already appeared in front of him, a cold smile on his face. He softly uttered one word, “Detonate!”

“Boom boom boom-“

In an instant, countless bursts of white light erupted all over Lu Yuan’s body. He shook violently, as if being peppered by a machine gun, with numerous dark golden ripples emanating from him.

Seeing this, the old man in green couldn’t help but laugh uproariously, “Haha! All your major acupoints have been struck. With the Qi exploding simultaneously within each, even bronze skin and iron bones would be blown apart.

This technique could kill you ten or twenty times over.

Feel honored, for in the past fifty years, you are the first to qualify to die under my ultimate killing move…”

But as he laughed, his voice suddenly stopped. He frowned and muttered in surprise.

“Hmm? Why aren’t you dead yet?! Why haven’t you fallen?!”

“Crackle-“

“Whoosh-“

After a series of white flashes and bursts, Lu Yuan exhaled deeply. He reached out and tore away his tattered, Qi-damaged shirt, revealing a body with near-perfect muscular definition.

His smooth, fair skin was marked with a dense array of red dots that resembled a star diagram.

But those red dots were rapidly fading, returning to their original color.

“As expected of a fighter at the level of one of The Five Elders,” Lu Yuan remarked.

Lu Yuan looked down at his body, his expression slightly serious, and remarked, “This move actually managed to break through my divine elephant guarding domain and tear my clothes apart. It almost even pierced my skin… Truly impressive.”

Taking a deep breath, Lu Yuan’s face turned solemn. He put his hands together and bowed seriously to the old man in green before him, stating earnestly, “I take back what I said earlier. From now on, I will take you seriously and ensure I defeat you, senior.”

“Uh… uh…”

The old man in green was stupefied, staring blankly at Lu Yuan’s flawless body, devoid of any injuries. He was so shocked that he couldn’t utter a single word.

But before he could recover, Lu Yuan’s expression turned icy, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. In an instant, Lu Yuan threw a sudden punch, covering an immense distance to strike right in front of the old man.

“Divine Elephant: Dragon Devourer!”

In that moment, the vast level two platform dimmed, filled with the reverberating sounds of an elephant’s roar and a dragon’s cry.

The other four figures, who had been sitting calmly in their chairs, simultaneously opened their eyes, which shone with a brilliant light.