I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"In the Outer Heavens, no one is qualified to claim allegiance to this Alliance Leader."

The sound of the crashing waves was resounding, carrying a deep-seated awe and extreme fervor, echoing across the summit of the Tianshan Mountains.

"There is only one person you need to be loyal to..."

"That's Brother Jiang!"

"Buzz—!!!"

These words were like a thousand thunderbolts, exploding directly in the minds of Xiao Sanxiao and Xu Fu, leaving them dizzy and unable to breathe.

Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as their gazes, stiff and mechanical, slowly shifted toward the young man in white.

They simply couldn't believe their ears!

Brother Jiang?!

This young man, who didn't leak a single trace of martial arts energy from beginning to end, and who looked extremely "ordinary," as if a gust of wind could knock him over...

He's actually the real mastermind behind the Heavenly Realm?!

Even Duan Lang, whose power was so great that he could be considered inhuman, was humble in front of him, like a fanatical believer facing a god?!

How is this possible?!

Duan Lang's Ten Directions Great Dao technique was so powerful that they felt it was a complete trampling of common sense about martial arts.

If there are still people on the broken waves...

Just how powerful is this guy named Jiang Chen? He's strength is beyond imagination and completely beyond human comprehension!

The unknown fear, like a persistent, incurable affliction of despair, instantly spread throughout the two old men's bodies.

They didn't have time to think about it at all, nor did they dare to think about it any further.

Driven by extreme terror and the will to survive, Xiao Sanxiao and Xu Fu scrambled around and knelt down in front of Jiang Chen, who stood with his hands behind his back.

boom! boom! boom!

Two proud heads, which had stood proudly in the martial arts world of China for thousands of years, slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab without reservation.

"Your subordinate...swears allegiance to Lord Jiang!!!"

Jiang Chen looked at the two legendary figures kneeling on the ground before him, not daring to even raise their heads, and simply gave a lukewarm "hmm".

For him, subduing the two old men was just a casual move, and it didn't cause him much emotional turmoil.

After exchanging extremely respectful greetings, or rather, after Xiao Sanxiao and Xu Fu were unilaterally filled with trepidation, they finally obtained Jiang Chen's permission.

The two men, as if obeying a decree, kowtowed several more times before taking their leave, feeling both embarrassed and relieved.

In the blink of an eye, the summit of Tianshan Mountain returned to its desolate state.

At the edge of the cliff, only Duan Lang and Jiang Chen remained.

The two stood side by side, the cold, chilling mountain wind blowing, gazing down at the vast, churning sea of ​​clouds.

After a long silence, Duan Lang finally couldn't help but speak, breaking the tranquility:

"Brother Jiang, I don't understand."

Duan Lang turned his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and looked at Jiang Chen's young and handsome profile:

"With Xu Fu and Xiao Sanxiao's meager skills, they are simply not worthy of your attention."

"Even I, now that the Ten Directions Great Dao has been initially established, can easily sweep across Japan and suppress the entire martial arts world of China by myself."

"With the current strength and resources of our Heavenly Outer Heaven, we don't need the help of those two good-for-nothings at all."

"Brother Jiang, why do you insist that I go out of my way to bring them under my command?"

Jiang Chen faced the mountain wind, a mysterious and unpredictable smile curving his lips.

He turned around, his deep gaze seemingly piercing through the clouds, staring directly at the starry sky above:

"That's right. In this world, Duan Lang's current strength can indeed be described as invincible and without any rivals."

A hint of instinctive arrogance flashed in Duan Lang's eyes, a supreme confidence he had forged through countless battles, each one a sword and spear.

But Jiang Chen's next words froze his arrogance on his face.

"But do you know... that beyond this not-so-vast martial arts world, there exist even more boundless and terrifying realms of the heavens?"

"What?!"

Duan Lang's heart jolted, and his eyes, which were already invincible in the world, suddenly surged with a monstrous storm.

He stared intently at Jiang Chen, his mind racing through countless unfathomable memories of their past acquaintance. A thought, even he found absurd, uncontrollably surfaced:

"Brother Jiang, you've never told me where your powerful backing and family are located... Could it be... could it be from higher up?!"

Duan Lang's hand trembled slightly as he pointed to the ethereal sky above.

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, nodding slowly and deliberately.

(As a typical transmigrator with the special privilege of being born into a powerful family, where did this ancient invincible family come from? But in front of his number one henchman, he has to keep up this pretentious facade.)

"Yes, I am from there."

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his tone revealing an innate, aloof arrogance that seemed to disregard all living beings:

"In that world, the propagation of martial arts has already reached a peak beyond your imagination."

"Even a random newborn infant possesses innate potential and divine/demonic bloodline that is a hundred times more terrifying than any of your so-called mythical powerhouses."

"How is this possible..."

Duan Lang gasped, feeling as if the martial arts philosophy he had built up in the first half of his life was being subjected to an extremely violent dimensional reduction attack.

"Nothing is impossible."

Jiang Chen reached out and patted Duan Lang's shoulder heavily.

"You are now truly invincible in this world."

"But can you really bear that loneliness and emptiness of being a lone wolf, surrounded by nothing but trash?"

Duan Lang fell silent.

Jiang Chen hit the nail on the head.

Indeed, ever since he achieved the Ten Directions Great Dao and began to kill gods and demons, he has found the mortal world to be rather dull and tasteless.

Martial arts without equal opponents is nothing more than a stagnant, foul pool.

Of course, this is subject to certain conditions.

Duan Lang felt very clear-headed.

There's no need to mention Brother Jiang, who's always using devastating attacks.

Let's talk about the two sisters-in-law:

You Ruo, who cultivated the second dream of the "Great Dream Divine Scripture" and mastered the "Primordial Creation Technique", is a living ancestor who can slay gods beyond his level if you pick her out at random!

Not to mention Jiang Yi and Jiang Yao, those two little monsters who cultivated to the "Celestial Realm" in just over ten years!

Brother Jiang's entire family absolutely cannot be considered an "opponent".

Even if Duan Lang had ten thousand times the courage, he absolutely could not afford to offend the living Yama King!

But apart from this large, unapproachable family, there is truly no one else in this vast land who can inspire even the slightest desire in him to take action.

"If you want to escape this shallow well, if you want to witness the strongest opponent and the highest level of martial arts—one that can shatter stars with a single sword stroke and cleave the world in two with a single slash..."

Jiang Chen lowered his voice, but his tone carried a deadly, seductive power:

"Then you can only keep getting stronger until your Ten Directions Great Dao is strong enough to forcibly tear apart the barriers of this world... the true—Martial Arts Breaking Through the Void!"

"Martial arts...break...the...void?!"

These four words were like four thunderbolts from the heavens, extinguishing all life, and struck down hard into the depths of Duan Lang's already fanatical soul!

What kind of overlord of China is this!

What kind of calamity is this?!

What about the changing of dynasties and imperial power!

Faced with the supreme temptations of "a higher realm of heavens and earth", "more terrifying martial arts gods and demons", and "breaking through the void with martial arts".

All these disgusting human affairs and scheming, in the eyes of the peerless hero Duan Lang at this moment, instantly became as worthless and meaningless as dog shit!

"Excellent! What a brilliant move, 'Martial Arts Breaking Through the Void'!"

Duan Lang suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which had been somewhat subdued due to his "invincible" status, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented, even more intense and terrifying ultimate ambition and fighting spirit!

His blood was boiling wildly, and his martial arts soul was roaring with excitement!

As long as we can follow in Brother Jiang's footsteps, as long as we can fight our way to the top of the heavens and witness an even more explosive ultimate battle!

This utterly boring, mundane world, whoever wants it can have it!

Only at this moment did Duan Lang finally understand Jiang's "good intentions".

No wonder Brother Jiang insisted on forcibly subduing those two old men, Xiao Sanxiao and Xu Fu, and even took them in as elders of the Outer Heaven!

So, Brother Jiang was eliminating any worries for Duan Lang!

With these two old men, who have lived for a combined six thousand years, guarding the Central Plains and serving as the "golden henchmen" of Tianwaitian to handle and even suppress the trivial matters in the martial arts world, Tianwaitian can be described as impregnable.

Duan Lang, on the other hand, can completely shed worldly affairs and trivial matters, and devote all his energy and passion to pursuing the ultimate peak of martial arts!

Thinking of this, Duan Lang was deeply moved. His gaze towards Jiang Chen was no longer merely one of simple awe, but rather tinged with extreme fervor and anticipation.

"Since Brother Jiang has brought up the topic of martial arts breaking through the void..."

"With Brother Jiang's current unfathomable level of cultivation, is it... is it already enough to tear apart the barriers of this world?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen not only did not reply, but instead chuckled casually.

He gazed into the distance at the seemingly unreachable sky.

Then.

In Duan Lang's suddenly constricted pupils, Jiang Chen slowly extended his fair and slender right hand, which appeared to be devoid of any true qi.

There was no earth-shattering burst of energy, no overwhelming martial intent.

Jiang Chen simply looked at the vast sky above, with utter indifference—

Tear downwards!

"Sizzle—!!!"

Accompanied by a terrifying, sharp sound, as if a cloth robe had been torn apart by an extremely explosive force.

Under Duan Lang's horrified gaze.

Above the summit of Tianshan Mountain, the once clear and cloudless sky was suddenly torn open by an absolute rift tens of thousands of feet long and so deep and dark that it could swallow all light!

Endless cosmic winds surged forth from the crack.

Deep within the rift, a terrifying vortex, shimmering with an extremely desolate, ancient aura and radiating a world-ending, high-level oppressive force, was silently and frantically spinning!

"Did you see that?"

Jiang Chen pointed to the cosmic gate in the sky that exuded an extremely dangerous aura, his tone as calm as if he were pointing to the woodshed in his own backyard.

"There it is."