Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 351 The Third Martial World War!
Are they here to avenge those with superpowers?

Upon hearing Zhou Huang's words, the four attendees had varying expressions.

"Isn't this a bit too alarmist?" Ye Hao, who appeared as a young boy and possessed a body that could travel through time, stepped forward and questioned, "Do you really think that he alone can destroy all the kingdoms of the Martial World?"

"This was divined by a fourth-rank priest, it couldn't possibly be wrong," Zhou Huang said coldly. "Who knows what the other party experienced in the sixth-rank secret realm over the past month?"

"And don't forget, there's also Liu Qingmeng, who could potentially become a fifth-rank cultivator," the black-robed fourth-rank cultivator from the Five Demon Sect said in a chilling tone.

Looking at the ruins of the Refining Heaven Sect beneath his feet, the once orderly and prosperous former fourth-tier sect was reduced to dust with just one punch.

'A storm is brewing,' the Chu Emperor mused, but then suddenly looked towards the open space beside him: 'Who's there!'

Swah——

Following his gaze, a blond man appeared out of thin air in the open space in the distance.

The man who appeared had a pair of light blue eyes, golden hair, and a tuft of bangs hanging down his forehead; he had a gentle appearance.

He wore a white coat over a green vest, with the words "Fourth Hokage" written on the back in martial arts script.
Almost the instant he appeared, the Chu Emperor wanted to capture him.

But the other party immediately replied with a mental gesture, "Don't attack. This is just an avatar of mine. My true body is elsewhere!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Chu Emperor's outstretched arm stopped in front of the blond man, and the force of his attack caused large cracks to appear on the ruins within a hundred meters.

"Who are you?" asked one of the fourth-rank cultivators present, his gaze falling on the writing on the blond man's back: "Which sect is the Hokage the sect leader of?"

"You can call me Minato Namikaze, but whoever created me prefers to call me 'Homecoming Clone Minato,'" the blond man introduced himself. "As for the Hokage, he is the leader of Konoha Village."

'Minato Namikaze...Konoha Village...' The crowd murmured the name in their hearts, but they had never heard of it before.

"What are you doing here?" a fourth-tier player asked.

"Following Fang Can's orders, issue a declaration of war," Minato Namikaze said seriously. "He wants to wage war against all nations!"

The four men present all frowned simultaneously: "A war? Just him alone!"

“Not only him, but also many helpers like me,” Minato said. “Because my mind has been imprinted with a thought, I will have to take action against you in the upcoming war.”

"You?" The Chu Emperor couldn't help but smile and said, "You're just a mere third-rank cultivator."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Minato Namikaze's eyes: "Of course, it's not just me. There are many others like me who are mass-producing troops. You simply don't understand how terrifying our opponents are. They have mastered an ability similar to the Impure World Reincarnation."

"Mass production of units?"

"Of course, there's Jiraiya with his intelligence, Itachi who's physically healthy but mentally unhealthy, Kakashi with his telescope, Sakumo with his thick skin, and Naruto with his murderous intent who grew up drinking healthy milk..."

Minato Namikaze became increasingly serious as he spoke: "They have now transformed into countless characters, not only those I know, but also countless others I don't."

"So what?" Upon hearing about these strange and unusual abilities, the Chu Emperor couldn't help but laugh.

"A bunch of lowlifes, I've never even heard of them. I've said that they're as easy to kill as dogs if they don't reach the fourth rank."

"What we should really be considering are Fang Can, who somehow reached the fourth level, and Liu Qingmeng, who might be at the fifth level."

"is it?"

A cold voice rang in their ears, and then a figure appeared in front of them without them noticing.

The sight of the white-haired, red-eyed man caused the expressions of the fourth-rank cultivators present to turn serious: "Fang Can..." "He actually dared to break into our fourth-rank encirclement alone." The black-robed man from the Five Demon Sect sneered: "He truly doesn't know his own death."

As he spoke, his magical power surged, and a complex array suddenly appeared beneath Fang Can's feet.

As the array diagram appeared, a thundercloud instantly appeared from ten thousand meters above the sky with a flash of light, followed by a purple lightning bolt several meters thick that engulfed the boy's body.

This was a forbidden spell he had stored away several days in advance, named: World-Destroying Thunder Punishment.

Once locked on, there's no escaping it. Even the aftershocks could turn half the city to ashes, but here on these ruins, there's no need to worry about that.

'I didn't mind your request to explore the secret realm before, but now that you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame me for taking action.'

But soon, the smile on the old man's face froze.

Before him, the descending lightning did not dissipate at all; instead, it was enveloped by a thick black mist.

Amidst the terrifying fluctuations, the bolt of lightning, several meters thick, gradually condensed into a purple lightning ball the size of a fist under the pressure of the black mist.

Seeing the ball of lightning in the boy's hand, the four of them felt troubled. Most of them could not ignore the forbidden spell's attack, let alone compress it.

"You've got one thing wrong," Fang Can sneered. "It's not that you're surrounding me, it's that I'm surrounding you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lightning ball in his hand moved without wind and shot towards the old man in black robes.

Seeing his forbidden spell return home, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. He instinctively tried to dodge, but then felt his body become immobile.

"Hmph, so afraid you can't dodge?" Fang Can sneered.

The answer is a stand-in.

Fang Can's arrogant stand-in tightly restrained the black-robed old man's attempt to move, and could only watch helplessly as the lightning ball crashed into his chest.

"Boom!"

Just as they were about to touch, a burly figure blocked their way.

Looking at the lightning ball in front of him, which contained the power of annihilation, the big man didn't think twice and directly opened his blood-red mouth and stuffed the apple-sized lightning ball into his mouth.

"boom……"

A muffled thud came from the big man's mouth, followed by the ground within a hundred miles around his feet cracking open with fine fissures.

"Transferring all the damage to the land? That's interesting, but there should be a limit to this transfer," Fang Can said, looking at the shattered earth.

The burly man snorted coldly without answering, but he was clearly somewhat displeased.

Immediately, the numerous fourth-tier cultivators present surrounded Fang Can, their eyes filled with hostility, as if they were ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Don't be nervous, I don't plan to make a move today." Fang Can sneered, "You're not qualified to be my opponents."

"Ants have their enemies, fools have their opponents, and everyone should find their own place."

"In the upcoming Third Martial World War that I will instigate, I will send my endless army to overwhelm you," Fang Can announced in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)