I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

As the supreme law descended, the sea of ​​clouds in the nine heavens suddenly froze, and the raging wind and thunder seemed to be forcibly erased by an invisible giant hand, disappearing into thin air.

Even the domineering and unparalleled ancient phantom behind Jiang Yi was gently but irresistibly smoothed out by a vast and powerful force.

"Alright, stop now." A calm yet absolutely authoritative voice echoed through the vast天地 (heaven and earth).

The brother and sister, locked in combat, suddenly froze, instantly dispelling their overwhelming divine power. Like startled sparrows, they gracefully landed on the bluestone ground, playfully sticking out their tongues at the empty void.

"Father!"

Ripples spread across the void, and Jiang Chen's figure, dressed in snow-white robes, materialized out of thin air.

Twelve years of wind and frost have left no trace on his handsome face; on the contrary, they have made his transcendent and vast divine nature even more profound and weighty.

His eyes were deep and profound, as if they contained the cosmos. His left eye was full of vitality, nurturing all things, while his right eye was destructive, causing life to rise and fall and burying all living beings.

Simply standing there, it has already become the absolute axis of the entire world.

His cultivation had reached an immeasurable level, requiring neither the aid of heaven and earth nor adherence to any rules.

In the path of martial arts, skill level is determined by the depth of one's skill.

A century of cultivation is the threshold for becoming a Grandmaster of the Ultimate Path, enabling one to stand alone in one's domain and look down upon ordinary masters.

With a thousand years of cultivation, one can enter the realm of the celestial beings, enough to sense the laws of heaven and earth and look down upon all living beings;

Only those with over ten thousand years of cultivation can glimpse the gate of the boundless. The so-called "boundless" means that one's cultivation, primordial spirit, and physical body have all transcended the limits of humanity, living as long as heaven and earth, coexisting with the sun and moon, and every move one makes is the law itself.

Jiang Chen's cultivation level at this moment ranks among the best in the Boundless Realm—not just a beginner who has just stepped into the threshold, but someone who has already mastered all the mysteries of the Boundless Realm. The aura he naturally releases with every move is enough to shatter the souls of experts in the Celestial Realm, causing them to flee at the mere sight of him.

One strikes and the result is instant; life and death are not in one's own hands!

Jiang Chen looked down at his mischievous children with a helpless expression and shook his head repeatedly:

"I let you have a friendly spar, instead of letting you destroy this back mountain."

"Your mother just came back from the market. If she sees this mess, she'll punish you by making you stand facing the wall."

Jiang Yao was not afraid at all. She immediately pounced forward like a nimble fledgling swallow and clung tightly to her father's arm, acting all cute and coquettish. Her bright and mischievous eyes were exactly like You Ruo's in the past.

"Father is biased! My brother was the one who started it!"

Jiang Yi touched his straight nose with an innocent expression, a gentle smile curving his lips. He didn't offer any rebuttal or explanation, and his demeanor perfectly embodied the carefree and lazy style inherited from his father.

Jiang Qingge stood ten feet away, watching her loved ones enjoying themselves, and couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckle softly.

Beyond the Heavens, detached from the turmoil of the mortal world and indifferent to the vicissitudes of life, yet possessing a terrifying foundation capable of crushing the entire Nine Provinces and Eight Desolations.

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then his deep gaze suddenly shifted, piercing like a bolt of lightning towards a lush, low thicket of bushes dozens of steps away. His smile grew even more intense and unfathomable.

"The tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease."

"It seems the tide of the martial world is about to rise again."

"Now that you're here, don't hide anything."

"He didn't learn any upright character, but he certainly mastered the art of sneaking around."

The dense bushes shook violently with a rustling sound.

Two chubby-faced boys awkwardly pushed aside the thorny vines and emerged from the bushes, covered in grass clippings and looking utterly disheveled. They were none other than Duan Lang's two eldest sons, Duan Shen and Duan Wu.

The two brothers, their faces flushed, scratched the back of their heads and shuffled to the white-robed deity. They simultaneously lifted their robes and bowed deeply, as if overturning a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade.

"Nephew Duan Shen (Duan Wu) greets Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over him as if it were a tangible object.

A surge of admiration flashed through his mind. The two were indeed exceptional martial arts prodigies, one in a million. Their internal energy was surging and flowing, and they already possessed the aura of grandmasters. It was clear that Duan Lang's twelve years of painstaking cultivation had not been in vain.

Jiang Chen feigned a stern expression and asked, knowing the answer already:

"Why aren't you practicing your father's 'Ten Directions Invincible Scripture' properly in the Heavenly Palace? What are you doing here on my back mountain?"

Duan Shen, who had always been exceptionally brave, immediately straightened his neck and raised his head defiantly, staring intently at Jiang Chen, who seemed like a god, with eyes full of burning hope:

"Uncle Jiang, we don't want to practice Dad's kung fu anymore! We want to learn real skills from you!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows with interest, feigning surprise:

"Oh? Your father's 'Ten Directions Invincible Scripture' is a demigod-level technique. If you cultivate it to the point of unifying the ten directions, you will be invincible under heaven. Why don't you learn it?"

Duan Wu impatiently interrupted, his eyes full of disdain:

"Cultivation in the Ten Directions is too slow!"

"Besides, Dad trained for so long, and he still needs Uncle Wen and Aunt Leng to protect him."

"We need to learn from Brother Yi and Sister Yao—the real skill of being able to smash a mountain with a single punch!"

Duan Shen nodded repeatedly in extreme excitement, his words earnest and sincere:

"Yes! We want to learn real skills! We beg Uncle Jiang to teach us his divine abilities!"

The two brothers spoke with resounding conviction, their knees buckling as they slammed heavily onto the hard bluestone ground, and began frantically kowtowing to Jiang Chen with resounding thuds.

Jiang Chen looked down at the young man at his feet, whose face was full of fervor and who was single-mindedly pursuing the highest martial arts, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

If the ascetic master Duan Zong in the Heavenly Palace were to know that his demigod-level skills, which he considered his life's pride, were so despised and scorned by his own bloodline, he would probably vomit dozens of ounces of blood on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, a strange and mischievous glint flashed in Jiang Chen's deep eyes, as if he were brewing an extremely interesting and far-reaching scheme.

"Want to learn my skills? That's not impossible. However..."

Jiang Chen deliberately dragged out the last syllable, building suspense, a half-smile playing on his lips as he looked down at the two of them.

"Do you know that the 'Ten Directions Invincible Scripture' that your father cultivated was originally passed down to him by me?"

The two brothers were both stunned, exchanging bewildered glances, their faces filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"what?"

Duan Shen scratched his head, unable to suppress the suspicion on his face, and blurted out:

"Uncle Jiang, you're so amazing, how come Dad is still so weak even after practicing the 'Ten Directions Invincible Scripture'?"

"My dad's over thirty years old, and his martial arts skills aren't even as good as Sister Qingge's!"

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, calmly revealing the truth:

"Your father sought 'completeness in all ten directions,' aiming to cultivate all ten paths simultaneously and attain the perfect and flawless invincible path."

"Although this path is steady, progress is naturally slow."

Duan Lang, who was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed on the top of the Heavenly Palace, far away from the sea of ​​clouds, suddenly felt a strange chill down his spine and sneezed loudly several times for no reason.

He rubbed his high, straight nose with utter bewilderment, his eyes filled with confusion.

Jiang Chen's tone suddenly turned cold, as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over his head:

"I have no master-disciple relationship with either of you, and I will never take you as my disciples in this life."

Upon hearing this, the two brothers not only did not back down in the slightest, but instead kowtowed even more loudly, gritting their teeth and stubbornly resisting:

"If Uncle Jiang doesn't teach us, we brothers will kneel and die before this Supreme Elder's Pavilion!"

Jiang Chen looked at the two faces that so closely resembled Duan Lang's stubborn temperament back then, and helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose:

"Fine, fine. Since you complain that the progress of the Ten Directions Invincible Scripture is too slow, I will teach you two true divine skills."

"But this should only be considered a small gift from an elder to a younger generation. No formal apprenticeship ceremony is allowed, and the two should not be addressed as master and disciple."

The two brothers were overjoyed, their pupils flashing with a frenzied, bloodthirsty light, like wolves eyeing blood, and their breathing became heavy as bulls.

"Thank you so much for the gift, Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Chen's expression suddenly changed, his imposing presence radiating without anger:

"Duan Shen, step forward."

Duan Shen felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and with his knees pressed firmly against the cold bluestone slab, he quickly took two steps on his knees.

He raised his youthful yet fierce head, his eyes filled with an almost frenzied expectation.

Jiang Chen pointed his long sword finger and pressed it directly against the space between his eyebrows.

A dazzling crimson-gold light transformed into a vast torrent and instantly entered the sea of ​​consciousness:

"I see that you have superhuman strength and a fierce personality, so I will teach you the 'Ancient Shattering Star Fist'."

"This fist technique represents the pinnacle of power. When mastered, the physical body can withstand divine weapons, and a single punch can shatter even the stars in the sky!"

"Forget about protective inner energy or indestructible bodies; before absolute power, they're all just clay chickens and earthenware dogs!"

The overwhelming fist intent entered his mind, and Duan Shen was struck dumb as if by lightning.

He felt as if an ancient giant, standing on the edge of the netherworld and with his head reaching the heavens, suddenly appeared deep within his sea of ​​consciousness. With a violent punch, he smashed the stars in the sky into dust.

His entire body trembled uncontrollably, and he murmured frantically:

"Primordial Star-Shattering Fist... Shattering stars with a single punch... This is the kind of fist technique a man should practice!"

Jiang Chen's gaze shifted to Duan Wu, who stood to the side, filled with envy.

"Duanwu, step forward."

Duan Wu scrambled forward, his deep black eyes gleaming with an intense, greedy desire.

Jiang Chen pointed his right finger into the void once more, and a chilling silver-white stream of light, carrying the power to shatter space, pierced into the Broken Martial Soul:

"You've been agile since childhood, but your footwork is a bit lacking."

"I will then teach you the technique of 'Void Divine Step'."

"This footwork involves the laws of space. When mastered, it not only allows one to disregard distance and shrink the distance to an inch, but also to cut through the void while moving!"

"Wherever his figure passed, spatial rifts ripped apart everything like sharp blades; offense and defense were seamlessly integrated, making him unpredictable and beyond human comprehension!"

A terrifying glint flashed in Duan Wu's dark eyes as he chewed, his voice trembling with a mixture of fear and wild joy:

"Void Step...cutting through the void...this is simply a divine skill among divine skills!"

"Not only can he run, but he can also take down enemies while running away. So cunning... no, so amazing!"

After bestowing the spell, Jiang Chen looked down proudly at the two brothers who were still kneeling and had not yet recovered from the shock.

With a sudden, sweeping motion, the wide, white sleeves of his robe billowed in the fierce wind:

"As for the 'flying and escaping' techniques you want to learn..."

Two vast and extremely pure supreme divine energies instantly crossed the void and forcefully blasted into the bodies of the two children.

Like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it swept away the withered and decayed, opening up all the blocked meridians in his body:

"I have opened up the two bridges between heaven and earth for you. With a little adaptation, you will be able to fly using your qi."

"Both of these divine skills are supreme abilities that point directly to the pinnacle of martial arts. As long as you practice diligently, once you master them, roaming the world will be a piece of cake."

The clash between the God of Severance and the Martial Arts was so intense that even their souls trembled.

The twins exchanged a perfectly synchronized glance, and without hesitation, slammed their foreheads against the bluestone, producing three resounding, bloody blows.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Jiang, for saving my life!"

"We will definitely train hard and never let Uncle Jiang down!"

Jiang Chen casually brushed the dust from his fingertips, his expression returning to one of utter languor, as if nothing had bothered him.

"Alright, stop kowtowing."

"Go back, don't let your father find out."

"Remember, before you've mastered this divine skill, never show it off in front of others, especially your prideful old man."

"Yes! Nephew takes his leave!"

Gemini felt as if they had unearthed a priceless treasure. Suppressing their overwhelming joy, they quickly rose from the ground and, like a cheetah, plunged back into the deep jungle.

With the two bridges connecting heaven and earth, his agile and unparalleled agility and lightness skills have increased several times over compared to when he infiltrated.

Jiang Chen gazed silently at the two boys' disappearing figures, the playful smile on his thin lips gradually vanishing completely.

The cold, desolate gaze once again fell upon the distant horizon where endless carnage raged in the Central Plains martial arts world:

"The seeds have been sown; now, let's see what kind of towering tree the storms of this world will nurture..."