I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

A month is but a fleeting moment in the grand scheme of things, but in the ever-changing world of martial arts, it is enough to change everything beyond recognition.

The Tianxia Society, which once stood atop the Tianshan Mountains and looked down upon all living beings, collapsed overnight.

The once all-powerful and arrogant gang leader, Xiong Ba, seemed to have been swallowed up by the turbulent world, and disappeared without a trace.

Rumors and gossip are like withered leaves in autumn, drifting everywhere in the wind.

Whether in a teahouse on the street or a bustling tavern, people were talking in hushed tones about this earth-shattering event, their words filled with sighs and awe.

The Yuelai Inn was still bustling with people, the aroma of wine mingling with the smell of sweat, exuding an indescribable local flavor.

In the corner, several swordsmen were toasting each other. As they drank and became more animated, one of them lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"Hey, have you heard? Things have changed over in the Tianshan Mountains!"

"Shh! Are you out of your mind? How dare you talk about Xiong Ba behind his back?" His companion was startled and quickly looked around.

"Hey, what are you afraid of Xiong Ba for! That old scoundrel Xiong Ba has long since disappeared without a trace!"

The swordsman chuckled, a glint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes. "Now, occupying Mount Tian is a new sect called 'Beyond the Heavens'!"

"The Outer Heavens? What arrogance! Just who is this person, capable of bringing down the World Society?"

"Who knows? I've only heard that the new sect leader is very young and has even more impressive skills."

"Pshaw, in my opinion, it's better not to go to the Tianshan Mountains. They're covered in snow all year round, freezing cold, and not even birds bother there."

"Exactly! The feng shui is no good either! Look at Xiong Ba, how powerful he was back then, but in the end he was betrayed by everyone and his empire was destroyed. I don't think this new sect will last long either!"

"That makes sense... Who cares, come on, let's drink!"

Inside the tranquil Zhonghua Pavilion.

Wuming stood with his hands behind his back by the window, listening to the faint crying coming from next door. The cold moonlight illuminated his slightly tired face, his expression complex and inscrutable.

After Jian Chen returned, he knelt before Wuming and revealed the whole truth.

Having been impaled by the Heart-Slaying Seal and coerced by the Broken Army, the pain and struggle of being unable to control his own destiny has left this once spirited young man with nothing but guilt and despair.

Wuming did not blame his beloved disciple. Seeing his disciple's distraught state, he could only let out a long sigh.

"Po Jun..."

Thinking of this name, Wuming's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

His nemesis, who had been his adversary for half his life and who had once given him a major headache, had died so easily at the hands of this senior Jiang.

"Senior Jiang's methods are extraordinary. Po Jun died at his hands, so it was a fitting end for him."

"Boss!"

At that moment, a waiter strode in, his face full of surprise.

"News has come from Tianshan that Duan Lang has officially abolished the old name of the Tianxia Society, established his own sect, and renamed it 'Tianwaitian'!"

"Beyond the Heavens..."

Wuming murmured the name softly, his expression calm. "Since Senior and Duanlang have already occupied Tianshan, it is only to be expected that they would change their allegiance and establish their own sect."

He sighed softly, his gaze returning to the scattered, withered leaves outside the window, a deep worry lingering in his eyes.

"New talents emerge in every generation of martial arts practitioners; it seems that another bloody storm is about to break out in this martial arts world."

In a remote mountain village.

Inside the simple thatched hut, the air was so oppressive that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Bu Jingyun sat naked on the edge of the couch, staring intently at his bare left arm, his eyes bloodshot.

He had lost his Qilin Arm, his only means of revenge, but Jiang Chen had severed it!

"Senior Brother Yun..."

Nie Feng pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a bowl of steaming medicinal soup.

Seeing Bu Jingyun's dejected appearance, his heart ached as if it were being stabbed.

"Junior Brother Feng, have I... become a completely useless person?" Bu Jingyun's voice was extremely hoarse, filled with heartbreaking despair.

"No!" Nie Feng slammed the medicine bowl down on the table, stepped forward, and gripped Bu Jingyun's shoulders tightly.

"Senior Brother Yun, you still have me! As long as we brothers are together, there's no obstacle we can't overcome!"

"But... my hand is broken..."

"So what if my hand is broken?" Nie Feng shouted sharply, his voice echoing in the small thatched hut.

"I just received news that Duan Lang has established 'Beyond the Heavens' in Tianshan. Jiang Chen is inseparable from him; he must be the mastermind behind it all! Are you really willing to hide here and watch your enemy live so carefree and happy?"

"Beyond the Heavens..." Upon hearing these three words, the anger in Bu Jingyun's eyes suddenly reignited.

"Jiang Chen! Duan Lang! I, Bu Jingyun, swear here and now that if I do not avenge this, I shall not be a man!"

However, the thought of such terrifying power, like that of a god or demon, instantly dimmed the anger in his eyes.

Now he's just a cripple, so what can he use to take revenge?

"Senior Brother Yun, don't be discouraged." As if sensing his inner struggle, Nie Feng said in a deep voice.

"Although you've lost your mighty arm, we still have each other! Have you forgotten what Xiong Ba feared most back then? It was our combined strength!"

"Maha Boundless?" Bu Jingyun suddenly raised his head, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

"That's right!" Nie Feng nodded heavily.

"If we master the 'Wind and Cloud Combined Technique' and unleash the supreme power of heaven and earth, we might just be able to fight Jiang Chen! Senior Brother Yun, cheer up! For revenge, and for Chu Chu's sake, we must become stronger!"

"Fine!" Bu Jingyun gritted his teeth and spat out a single word, "Wind and Cloud unite! I will become stronger! I will make Jiang Chen and Duan Lang pay a hundredfold price!"

Chu Chu stood quietly to the side, her heart filled with worry, but she could only pray silently for them.

Meanwhile, in Japan, thousands of miles away, there is no God Palace.

The entire palace is built against the mountain, with a majestic and imposing presence, exuding an aura of unparalleled dominance, just like its owner.

In the gloomy hall, a burly middle-aged man sat imposingly on the dragon throne.

His muscles were bulging and bulging, radiating a terrifying aura that was suffocating, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey at any moment.

Beside him nestled a stunningly beautiful young woman, dressed in a magnificent court robe, her skin whiter than the first snow of winter, her eyes and brows as alluring as spring water.

Her slender, delicate hands were gently peeling grapes, her eyes alluring and seductive, as she fed the fruit into her lifeless mouth.

This woman was none other than Nie Feng's birth mother, Yan Ying, who devoted her life to following only the strong.

Many years ago, in order to follow the strong, she resolutely abandoned Nie Renwang and went with Po Jun.

After countless twists and turns, she finally embraced the strongest man in Japan and gave birth to a son for Absolute God.

"Your Highness, how does it taste?"

Yan Ying asked in a sweet voice, her voice as gentle as a breeze brushing across a lake.

"Hahaha! Excellent! Grapes fed to me by my own hand are naturally sweet to my heart!"

Jue Wushen burst into wild laughter, his voice shaking the entire hall. He then took the opportunity to embrace Yan Ying's slender waist, his brows furrowed with an air of unparalleled arrogance.

Just then, two figures walked into the main hall.

The man on the left was dressed in black, with a cold expression and a sinister and profound look in his eyes.

The man on the right was dressed in white, with an arrogant demeanor. Although his brows bore some resemblance to Nie Feng's, they were filled with arrogance and conceit.

"Your son greets Father!" The two knelt on one knee at the same time, their voices filled with boundless respect.

"Get up." Jue Wushen waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over Jue Tian, ​​his expression quite satisfied.

"Father, I have heard that a momentous event has recently occurred in the land of China."

Juexin stood up, cupped his hands, and reported, "Xiongba has already crippled himself, and the World Society, which has stood for many years, has now changed hands."

"Oh? That old bastard Xiong Ba is actually crippled?" A glint of light flashed in Jue Wushen's eyes, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on his lips.

"Hmph! Back then, Xiong Ba only managed to dominate a region of Shenzhou by relying on the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi. It's good that he's crippled now, saving me the trouble of dealing with him personally in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, and an overwhelming aura burst forth from his body, making the air in the hall seem to freeze.

"Now that the martial arts world of China is leaderless, it is the perfect time for our Wushen Jue Palace to take over the Central Plains!"

Jue Wushen stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast land of China in the distance, his ambition burning like a raging fire.

"I have already sent that good-for-nothing Po Jun to take Wuming's head and bring back the sword manual of 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source'."

"Hmph, I am determined to obtain such an unparalleled divine skill! I absolutely cannot let that fool Po Jun cultivate it on his own, otherwise, once he masters it, even I will probably have difficulty controlling him."

"Once Nameless is dead, and I have mastered my divine skills, no one in the martial arts world of China will be able to withstand my 'Indestructible Golden Body'!"

After saying that, he took out a black scroll from his pocket and casually tossed it to Juexin.

"This is the 'Must-Kill List of the Martial Arts World of China' personally drafted by me. Take a good look at it; every single person listed here must be arrested without exception!"

Juexin slowly unrolled the scroll, which was covered with names written on it, each stroke exuding a chilling intent.

At the very top of the list is none other than the martial arts legend—Nameless!

Following closely behind were Feng and Yun.

Further on, there's the rising star Duan Lang, as well as top masters from various sects.

However, this detailed list has one notable omission: the true mastermind behind the scenes—Jiang Chen.

"Father is wise!" Jue Tian looked at Jue Wushen with admiration. "As long as Father personally takes action, the entire martial arts world of Shenzhou will surely submit to the feet of our Wushen Jue Palace!"

"Hahahaha! Well said!" Godless laughed wildly, waving his hand to issue the final command.

"Juexin and Juetian, heed my command! You two are hereby ordered to immediately lead Guichaluo to Shenzhou to clear all obstacles for me! When the time is ripe, I will personally descend upon the Central Plains and unify the world!"

"Yes!" Juexin and Juetian responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the hall.

Yan Ying stood quietly to the side. When she heard the words "Shenzhou", a ripple appeared in her phoenix-like eyes, as if she remembered the child she had abandoned for many years.

Her gaze fell upon the horizon where the sea met the sky, and a hint of longing, which she herself was unaware of, flickered in her eyes.

"Wind... I wonder how you are doing these days?"