I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Bujia Village.

Bu Jingyun was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone slab in the courtyard, meditating and cultivating.

Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes snapped open.

A subtle hint of seriousness flickered in his eyes, which were usually cold and indifferent.

He sensed it.

In a place extremely far away, there is a...

No, not just one.

At least three martial arts essences, powerful enough to shake the laws of heaven and earth, are colliding violently, enough to rewrite the heavens!

"father?"

Bu Tian, ​​standing to the side, also noticed something amiss.

Although the boy's martial arts skills were not yet fully developed, he was extremely talented and could vaguely sense the terrifying martial arts fluctuations coming from the horizon.

Bu Jingyun did not answer.

He simply raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of clouds like an eagle's, fixed on the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest.

Niejia Village.

Almost at the same time.

Nie Feng stopped brewing the tea.

A solemn expression, completely at odds with his gentle nature, appeared on his face.

"Such a powerful martial arts aura..."

He muttered to himself, his long, slender fingers turning slightly white.

As a martial arts master on par with Bu Jingyun, his martial arts perception was many times more acute than that of ordinary people.

At this moment, the martial intent surging from the direction of Tianshan was like someone throwing a boulder into his sea of ​​consciousness, creating ripples that lingered for a long time.

Sword Sect Yuantian Qihai.

Wuming sat cross-legged, his entire being already one with the surrounding heaven and earth.

But at this moment, his Heavenly Sword Realm, which had long been calm and all-encompassing, suddenly rippled violently.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

For the first time ever, a look of extreme horror flashed across his calm, still eyes.

He didn't move, and his aura remained completely undisturbed.

But deep within his consciousness, the clear and ethereal Heavenly Sword Heart was uncontrollably emitting a series of silent hums.

That was the Heavenly Sword throbbing.

It traversed thousands of mountains and rivers, sensing that on the distant summit of the Tianshan Mountains, three extremely terrifying martial arts essences were colliding.

It was so powerful and domineering that even his Heavenly Sword Heart felt a slight fear!

Chijiabao.

Chi Jue put down the wine bowl in his hand, his brows furrowing deeply.

He stood up, facing the direction of the Tianshan Mountains, and remained silent for a long time.

"What a terrifying battle..."

The ancestral home of the Wu family, inside a secluded stone chamber.

Wu Wudi suddenly opened his eyes.

His breathing suddenly became heavy.

As a top expert who had cultivated the Ten Strongest Martial Arts, his perception of this martial intent was far more profound than anyone else's.

Because one of those three martial arts essences actually originated from the same source as his martial arts!

That's... a more pure and ultimate martial art than his?!

Broken Sword Cliff, where a fierce wind howls at the cliff's edge.

Long'er, who was diligently practicing her swordsmanship, suddenly stopped her moves.

The longsword he was gripping tightly in his hand was now emitting an extremely loud buzzing sound, completely out of control.

It wasn't because he infused it with true energy, but because of the sword itself, and even the sword heart within him—

They were all trembling violently because of some extremely distant sensation!

It was as if a colossal mountain, thousands of miles away, was pressing heavily on his mind.

"What happened?" Long'er asked in surprise, pressing hard on the trembling sword hilt.

On a large rock not far away.

Jin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes at the same time.

Although he did not practice swordsmanship, he still clearly felt the terrifying impact of martial arts essence coming from the ends of the earth.

Jin made no unnecessary movements, but involuntarily straightened his body, his cold, sharp gaze piercing through mountains and rivers, fixed on the direction of Tianshan.

Strange phenomena are occurring throughout the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

Luoyang City, Zuixianlou (Drunken Immortal Pavilion).

Three wandering swordsmen were drinking and playing drinking games around a greasy square table. A burly man with a full beard was slapping the table and boasting about how he had once killed three mountain bandits with a single blow, spitting as he spoke, which made the two men next to him cheer.

His broadsword was leaning against the table leg.

"Buzz—!"

Halfway through his sentence, the broadsword suddenly trembled violently without warning. Then, with a clang, it bounced to the ground, spun twice on its own, and then stood upright, slashing out in the air with an extremely sharp arc!

The three were so frightened that they dropped their wine bowls.

"My knife! My knife...it's cutting me by itself?!"

The burly man with a thick beard stared in disbelief as his broadsword, which he had carried for over a decade, hovered in mid-air, demonstrating exquisite swordsmanship he had never seen before, each strike carrying a breathtakingly sharp edge.

The scholar at the next table, who was wearing a sword, was in an even worse situation.

The long sword at his waist was drawn on its own, and with a clang, it rose from the ground and spun around in the restaurant lobby. The sword light was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the lantern ropes overhead!

The entire Zuixianlou restaurant was thrown into chaos, with diners screaming and scattering in all directions.

Outside Chang'an City, there was a blacksmith's shop.

The old blacksmith is forging a new knife with his hammer.

"Jingle bells—"

The hammering was suddenly drowned out by another, sharper metallic clang.

The dozen or so finished swords hanging on the shop wall simultaneously emitted a piercing buzzing sound, causing the entire wall to vibrate!

Immediately afterwards, the three longswords broke free from their hooks, flew into the air, and began to practice three completely different sword techniques on their own in the blacksmith's shop!

The old blacksmith threw down his hammer and ran, shouting as he ran:

"This is bizarre! I've been a blacksmith for forty years, and this is the first time I've ever seen swords come to life!"

In Cangzhou, there is the Ironclad Martial Arts School.

A dozen or so disciples were practicing horse stance in the training room.

Suddenly, the weapon rack on the wall shook wildly. The spears, clubs, halberds, and forks stuck in it seemed to come alive, and they were all launched out of the rack. They flew and spun around in the training room according to the moves of their respective weapons. The spears moved in straight lines, the clubs swept in arcs, and the halberds slashed at angles. Every move was exquisite and every style was amazing!

The dozen or so disciples were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands. When the master rushed in and saw what was happening, he stood there dumbfounded.

He had practiced martial arts his whole life, and he had never seen such refined and terrifying martial arts moves made from the broken copper and scrap iron on his own weapon rack.

Countless martial artists were utterly shocked.

No one knows what happened, and no one knows what force could cause all the weapons in the world to resonate.

The East China Sea, a ship sailing eastward.

Huang Ying sat cross-legged on the deck, with the Jingji Blade lying horizontally between his legs.

The sea breeze blew, stirring his long hair.

Just now.

Without warning, the Jingji Blade emitted a piercing buzz, followed by a violent tremor that nearly caused it to slip off his leg.

Huang Ying pressed down on the hilt of the knife.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind on sensing for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, a strangely complex expression appeared in his usually calm and composed eyes—

There was awe, regret, but more than anything, it was a martial artist's instinctive yearning for the ultimate battle.

"Towards the Tianshan Mountains..."

Huang Ying murmured softly.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the Central Plains continent that was gradually receding into the distance on the horizon.

"I have missed such a great battle."

Buyeo Kingdom.

In a bitterly cold place, atop a sheer cliff thousands of feet high.

An old man who looked seven parts like Wuming stood on the edge of a cliff with his hands behind his back.

The mountain wind howled, making his sideburns fly wildly, but his body remained as still as if rooted to the cliff.

In his right hand, he held an extremely ancient and simple longsword—the Hero's Sword.

Mu Yingxiong.

Once renowned as one of the two greatest swordsmen of their time, alongside the Nameless Swordsman, he went to Fuyu many years ago and has lived in seclusion ever since.

now.

The "Heart of the Sword," which he was so proud of all his life, was now throbbing uncontrollably deep within his chest!

That is the kind of awe and trembling that arises only when one encounters an absolute sword path that is completely crushed by the supreme realm!

Mu Yingxiong's gaze pierced through thousands of snow-capped mountains and vast wilderness, fixed intently on the direction of the Central Plains.

"What terrifying martial arts essence..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Zheng—!"

The hero's sword that had accompanied him throughout his life suddenly let out a high-pitched shriek and forcefully broke free from the palm of this peerless swordsman!

The Hero's Sword transformed into a dazzling streak of light, soaring into the sky and hovering above the cliff.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual sword seemed to be possessed by a supreme artistic conception from thousands of miles away, and it flew in mid-air on its own, performing a set of peerless sword techniques with overwhelming power!

Each sword strike created a lingering, ethereal shadow in the frigid air.

Mu Yingxiong stood there, stunned.

He stared intently at the Hero Sword practicing on its own in the air, his weathered face filled with shock and disbelief.

Because of the sword technique that this peerless sword is using at this moment...

This peerless swordsman, renowned throughout the world, couldn't understand a single move!

The martial arts world of Japan was also plunged into an indescribable turmoil.

In dojos of all sizes, the samurai swords hanging on the walls all emitted a sharp hum.

Countless swordsmen frantically pressed down on their swords, but they were unable to quell the violent turmoil emanating from deep within the blades.

Nobody knows what happened.

All they knew was that in a very, very far place, something terrifying was happening that was enough to shake the very foundations of martial arts.

At the summit of Tianshan Mountain.

The life-or-death collision between the ultimate martial arts essences instantly reached the absolute limit that this world could bear!

Duan Lang's ten fundamental martial intents, Xu Fu's vast ocean of martial arts from a hundred schools, and Xiao Sanxiao's four elements of heaven and earth—

Several terrifying forces, each capable of crushing a void, clashed together without reservation, creating an extremely vast resonance between heaven and earth!

"Buzz—!!!"

A terrifying sound wave, so loud it seemed capable of shattering the souls of all beings, exploded from the blind spot of the battle!

The entire Tianshan Mountains, the vast sky, and even every speck of dust floating in the air were instantly thrown into the same extremely violent frequency of vibration!

The greatest sound is silent, the greatest truth is formless!

This is a true resonance between heaven and earth!

Just as the combination of wind and clouds, or the immeasurable power of Maha, can draw upon the boundless power of heaven and earth.

The sheer power of their clash was so immense that it completely detonated the supreme power of heaven and earth in this world!

"Boom—!"

At the very moment the resonance reached its peak, hundreds of enormous, radiant, deep vortexes were forcibly manifested in the heavens!

Like countless eyes of the heavens that were originally dormant behind the world, they were forced to open their eyelids in the void by this unparalleled martial arts resonance!