I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Before the four divine generals could even utter a scream, their entire bodies were shattered in mid-air by this immense force, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

Even the massive ice platform standing tall beneath their feet collapsed violently under this attack, cracking open a bottomless crater, with shards of ice scattering wildly in all directions like a torrential downpour.

In the blink of an eye, the eight arrogant generals had been completely wiped out.

Huai Mie slowly landed back on the ground, the aftershocks of his energy still swirling around him.

He glanced at the mess on the ground, his face showing only undisguised impatience and contempt.

"These pieces of trash are a nuisance, even if they stay here a moment longer."

Wuming glanced at Huaimie, his gaze darkening slightly.

He could tell that Huai Mie's attack was no longer a battle.

It's about venting anger.

As the dust settled, everyone suddenly realized that Duan Shen and Duan Wu, who had been in the crowd just moments before, had completely disappeared without a trace, having concealed their presence.

Nie Feng frowned slightly: "..."

Bu Jingyun glanced around briefly before coldly withdrawing his gaze.

"Ignore them."

"Kill Indra first."

Wuming nodded and took the first step.

Xu Fu glanced at the shattered ice and blood mist on the ground, his expression remaining completely calm.

The Eight Great Generals were his subordinates.

But he had seen this kind of thing far too many times.

When he was emperor, a single decree could result in the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people.

When he was the leader of the martial arts alliance, a purge would leave corpses strewn across the land.

Two thousand years have passed, and death can no longer stir even the slightest ripple in his heart.

Without further delay, the group rushed up the ice steps leading upwards.

Passing through layers of cold mist, a grander and more imposing ice crystal palace finally slowly revealed its full appearance.

We've arrived at the Heavenly Realm.

In the center of the main hall, a towering ice lotus platform stands tall.

Indra sat cross-legged within, his entire body enveloped in thick, cold ice.

Even so, the chilling pressure still permeated the entire hall like an invisible tide, the cold penetrating to the bone, making people involuntarily slow their breathing.

The moment everyone stepped into the Heavenly Realm, Di Shitian, who was in the ice, slowly opened his eyes, and a smile that was not quite a smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems that several old friends have arrived."

The voice, transmitted through the black ice, carried a condescending sarcasm and mockery—

It was as if these peerless enemies who had invaded the heavens were nothing more than prey that had willingly delivered themselves to their doorstep.

Bu Jingyun snorted coldly: "Enough with the nonsense."

Wuming slowly stepped forward, his gaze calm as he looked at the figure on the Xuanbing Lotus Platform, his tone extremely indifferent.

"Indra, the blood debt you owe to the world must be settled today."

Upon hearing this, Indra shifted his gaze slightly, landing on Wuming, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Nameless...you're here too?"

"You think you can kill me with just a few of you?"

Wuming did not respond.

Nie Feng's eyes changed slightly, and his demonic eyes quietly opened.

He noticed something was wrong at a glance.

Although Indra's aura was still vast and boundless, a hint of emptiness was clearly visible deep within his seemingly powerful energy.

Nie Feng felt a slight chill run down his spine.

In the last battle with himself, Di Shitian was probably seriously injured.

Judging from the state of his Qi... his power has probably not recovered yet.

He turned his head and quickly gave Bu Jingyun a look.

Bu Jingyun received it.

Neither of them spoke, but they both understood—

At this moment, Indra is far less powerful than he appears.

Thinking of this, Nie Feng did not make a move immediately. Instead, he quietly suppressed the killing intent that had already risen and continued to stare at the figure on the Xuanbing Lotus Platform.

On the other side, Long'er placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, her eyes burning with intensity.

The formidable enemy before him, who called himself the Heaven, did not inspire him to retreat in the slightest; on the contrary, it fueled his fighting spirit even more.

Jin, standing beside him, merely glanced coldly at Di Shitian, his expression remaining indifferent.

"His aura is weak and superficial; he appears strong on the outside but is actually weak on the inside."

"Is this what they call heaven?"

"Compared to Master, I am far inferior."

Long'er suddenly stepped forward, her sword tip pointing at the Xuanbing Lotus Platform. Her tone was calm, but it couldn't hide the sharpness in her bones.

"Indra, I challenge you!"

Indra's gaze fell on the young man, and he remained silent for a moment.

Then he smiled.

"At such a young age, you dare to challenge me?"

He slowly rose to his feet, looking down at Long'er with a mocking gaze in his eyes.

"I have always preferred to make friends through martial arts. In order not to bully the weak, I will give you three moves."

Huai Mie was about to erupt, but suddenly paused and gave Long'er a cold look.

It's good to let this arrogant kid test the waters first.

Wuming's gaze fell on Long'er's hand holding the sword, and he pondered for a moment.

He wanted to see just how far this child had progressed in his kendo.

Long'er suddenly pushed off with her feet, and shot out like an arrow!

Yin and Yang, Tai Chi!

The sword's momentum suddenly split into two paths, one internal and one external, one fast and one slow, pressing down alternately like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Two distinct sword energies operated simultaneously, attacking from the left and defending from the right, their sword shadows shifting like the alternation of day and night.

The sword light struck the mysterious ice surrounding God Shitian.

clang!

A faint white mark appeared on the ice, which was then sealed back by the cold air.

Indra shook his head slightly: "Your sword is too weak."

Long'er's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she suddenly pushed off with her feet, shooting her body into the air.

Shatter the void!

The two sword energies clashed violently. At the moment of their collision, a penetrating sword energy burst forth from the sword tip, like a white-hot steel needle, piercing straight into Indra's chest!

boom!!

The sword energy slammed into the ice head-on, creating a shockwave that sent shards of ice flying everywhere.

Cracks spread out in dense, intricate patterns.

But as soon as the crack expanded to a foot, it was filled and frozen back by the cold air, restoring it to its original state.

Indra looked down at the ice layer on his chest, and his lips twitched slightly.

"There's one more move."

Long'er landed back on the ground, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

He stared at the perfectly intact Xuanbing surrounding Di Shitian, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Two moves have been made, each more powerful than the last, and the opponent hasn't even moved an inch.

Is this the power of Indra...?

Long'er took a deep breath and gripped the sword hilt tightly.

Since that's the case, let's use our last move, leaving no stone unturned.

He held the sword with both hands, the blade trembling slightly.

The sun and moon revolve together, their two poles infinite!

With a roar, he unleashed a powerful strike!

The sword light shone brightly, illuminating the entire celestial palace with a dazzling white glow.

The sword strikes were continuous, wave after wave, layer upon layer, each layer heavier, fiercer, and faster than the previous one.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!

Several sword energies slammed into the Xuanbing protective barrier of Emperor Shitian, creating a series of deafening explosions, with shattered ice scattering like a torrential rain.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Di Shitian still stood there, and Xuanbing was completely unharmed.

Long'er's sword stopped in mid-air, her arm trembling slightly.

He unleashed all three moves, yet couldn't even break through the Xuanbing ice.

He used everything he had, and the other party didn't even need to lift a finger...

This protective layer of mysterious ice alone is already a wall that he can't get over no matter what.

Huai Mie curled his lip, his face full of impatience.

I thought this kid was so arrogant that he could at least test Emperor Shitian's strength by 30%, but he couldn't even break through his defenses.

Wuming nodded slightly.

Although none of the three sword strikes broke the ice, Long'er had grasped the essence of the Dual Extremes Sword Technique quite well.

The interplay of Yin and Yang, the balance of strength and gentleness, and the clear distinction between advance and retreat demonstrate a well-defined structure.

Given time, this child's kendo potential is limitless.

Indra slowly lowered his head, looking at the panting boy in front of him.

"The three moves are over."

"Go back and train for a few more years."

Long'er shuddered.

These words carried more weight than any slap in the face.

The other party didn't consider him an opponent at all, and didn't even bother to teach him a lesson.

But Long'er's eyes did not dim.

He slowly straightened up, sheathed his sword, and at that moment, his sword intent subtly increased.

"I will definitely come back."

"I will challenge you again when I have mastered the art of swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Indra's lips twitched slightly, but he remained silent.

Long'er turned around and walked back to the golden statue step by step, remaining silent.

The next instant, two angry shouts rang out simultaneously.

"Indra!"

Huai Mie's eyes were bloodshot, and his body was filled with surging murderous intent.

Huai Kong clenched his teeth tightly, his palms faintly turning red, and his intense energy caused the surrounding ice to sizzle, with wisps of white steam rising continuously.

"The innocent islanders of Ironheart Island, have never provoked you!"

Why did you kill them?

Indra glanced at the two of them indifferently, his expression unmoved, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"innocent?"

He smiled softly.

"Betraying Tianmen is a capital offense."

"Since you dare to rebel, everything related to you will naturally be buried with you."

Di Shitian turned his gaze and landed on Huai Kong.

"Huai Kong, do you think you could have mastered that Iron-Refining Hand technique on your own without my full assistance?"

Huai Kong's expression changed.

Indra then looked at Huai Mie.

"And you, Huai Mie."

"The sacred medicine needed for the 'Beast Slaughtering Path' was bestowed upon me."

"I helped you master your unique skills, but instead of being grateful, you betrayed Heaven and raised an army to attack us."

"The whole affair on Ironheart Island was caused by your betrayal, brothers."

"Whose fault is it?"

Huai Kong was startled, his clenched fist trembled slightly, and his lips moved, but he couldn't find the words to say for a moment.

What Indra said is true.

He couldn't deny that the Iron Hand's cultivation was indeed inseparable from Di Shitian's help.

"Empty Embrace!"

Huai Mie shouted sharply and grabbed Huai Kong's shoulder.

"Don't be fooled by him! He's just trying to demoralize us!"

Huai Mie's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Di Shitian.

"Whatever he gave us!"

"A life for a life, that's only right!"

Within the celestial realm, the killing intent has reached its peak.

In another extremely secluded location of Tianmen, Duan Shen and Duan Wu had quietly passed through layers of ice walls and arrived at a huge, deeply sealed ice vault.

The surrounding ice walls were a deep, dark blue, and the cold air was so heavy that it almost solidified.

What's sealed here is ten-thousand-year-old black ice.

This thing is exceptionally hard, and its chilling aura is astonishing. Ordinary experts would not be able to break through the ice to enter, and even getting close to it would cause their blood vessels to stiffen due to the frigid aura.

Three days ago, the two brothers received a message from their father.

The letter only mentioned two things.

The so-called Emperor Shitian at Tianmen is an imposter.

There's no need to participate in the attack on Indra; simply empty the Heavenly Gate's treasures.

The two brothers never questioned their father's instructions.

"My father said that most of the good stuff looted by Tianmen is hidden here."