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Death Martial Arts could actually be a reward for becoming a champion.
What is Xuan Yang Sword Sect up to?
Even Qin Tian felt perplexed.
"I find it strange too. Logically, the Xuan Yang Sword Sect shouldn't be so ignorant, considering they dominate a remote corner of Southern Land."
War God was equally puzzled.
"This could really be the end for me!"
Qin Tian shook his head helplessly, activating his Double Pupil to begin understanding the shortcomings of this martial art.
"Perhaps there really is something fishy going on."
War God glanced at the diligently practicing Qin Tian, thinking to himself.
His figure shot out of the Training Ground, racing towards the distant Earth Peak.
"I want to see who dares to lay a hand on my people."
The fiercely protective War God would naturally not allow such things to happen.
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Earth Peak.
A pitch-black Palace.
A figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Luo Tianxuan.
He seemed to be fearful of this place, glancing around nervously as he approached a hidden door.
He knocked on the door.
Bang!
The muffled sound echoed in the darkness, amplifying the terror.
"Come in!"
A voice responded from within the stone door.
Luo Tianxuan looked around once more.
He discovered that there was no one around, and only then did he feel at ease to push open the stone door.
Behind the stone door lay a dark chamber.
The dim flicker of firelight added to the sense of terror.
A figure from ancient times, Panxi, sat on the stone bed in the chamber.
If Qin Tian were here, he would instantly recognize the old man who had carried Luo Tianxuan away back at Sky Peak.
"Father, I have made some progress on the matter you asked me to investigate."
Luo Tianxuan grinned and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"He really has reached great mastery?"
The ancient figure's eyes opened and closed, a sharp glint flashing like a blade.
"Yes, haha, he probably won't even realize until his death that this Heavenly Seal is a deadly martial art that could cost him his life."
Luo Tianxuan laughed heartily.
This burden on his mind was about to vanish.
The stone that had been weighing on his heart finally fell.
"Opposing my Luo Family, even if he has a tremendous background, he will still fall. Hmph, this is all his self-inflicted misfortune."
The old man snorted coldly, a smirk curling at the corners of his mouth.
"However, what surprises me is his speed of cultivation; it’s astonishingly fast."
"Indeed, he is truly a genius!"
Even Luo Tianxuan felt a sense of despair when it came to Qin Tian.
After all, Qin Tian's talent and abilities far surpassed his own.
This was something he, who had always been proud of himself, could not accept.
"Look at you; how should I describe you? After all the kindness I’ve shown you, providing you with so many resources and teachings since childhood. And now, you can’t even compare to a waste from a trivial background. Hmph..."
The old man waved his sleeve and turned to leave.
Only Luo Tianxuan remained alone in the secret chamber.
"It’s all because of you, Qin Tian! It’s all your fault!"
Luo Tianxuan slammed his fist into the ground.
Before Qin Tian appeared, his father had valued him greatly, even telling his younger brother Luo Tianyu to learn from him.
After Qin Tian emerged, although his father said little, the way he looked at him was clearly different.
Previously, when he had personally challenged him, he had suffered a crushing defeat.
This had caused his father's attitude towards him to take a sharp turn for the worse.
Today, he even uttered such words.
It was all Qin Tian's fault.
After a long while, he let out a chuckle and stood up.
"Anyway, once you cultivate the Death Martial Arts to perfection, your death is inevitable. In the end, we will separate life and death. You die... I live. Hahaha."
He laughed heartily, pushed open the stone door, and vanished into the Palace.
Just after both of them disappeared, a figure materialized in the secret chamber.
The War God.
With a gentle motion of his right hand, an Azure Blue Orb appeared in his palm.
Reflected within it was everything that had just transpired.
There was even a voice.
"The evidence has been collected, just waiting for Qin Tian to unravel the mystery and survive against all odds. Only then can we reclaim the justice that is rightfully ours!"
If the War God intervened, neither of these two would survive.
However, doing so would not benefit Qin Tian's growth.
Everything had to be resolved by his own hands.
Only then would it hold significance.
With a faint smile, the War God turned and left.
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Bang!
A mouthful of blood was spat out as Qin Tian clutched his chest and fell to the ground.
Reviving through Death Martial Arts was not that easy.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so many exceptionally gifted lives.
"I just saw hope. Why would I still fail?"
Qin Tian had just glimpsed hope through his Double Pupil.
Yet, he failed at the last moment.
"If one attempt doesn't work, then I'll try again!"
Qin Tian opened his right eye, revealing the Double Pupil once more, gazing at the words that floated in the air.
The method of the Heavenly Seal's technique was completely laid bare before his eyes.
Not a single secret was left concealed.
Even so, unraveling the mysteries was far from easy.
Three hours later.
With a cough, blood spurted out, and Qin Tian's body nearly exploded.
However, despite appearing to be on the brink of death, he stood up with excitement.
"So that's how it is."
Qin Tian sat down, and lines of text appeared before his eyes.
He extended a finger, stained with his own spilled blood, and began to modify the words in the air, one line at a time.
The first line.
The second line.
The third line.
In the blink of an eye, he had completed the modifications to the several lines of text for this martial art.
There were surprisingly more than a dozen changes, both big and small.
"I truly am a genius."
Floating in the air was War God, gazing at the modified text above.
A wave of emotion surged within him.
Death Martial Arts was a technique practiced by cultivators who had gone astray, falling into madness through their training.
Once someone began to cultivate it, they would inevitably make the same mistakes as those before them.
Falling into madness.
In a crowd of ten thousand, one wonders if there exists even a single person capable of unraveling the mysteries.
Qin Tian has managed to do just that.
"The Double Pupil has already pointed him down a path, yet he stubbornly relies on his experience and talent to forge his own way. He is truly a once-in-a-lifetime genius!"
The War God could not help but admit that Qin Tian's talent was indeed terrifying.
If he had merely followed the analysis provided by the Double Pupil for his cultivation, he might have truly unraveled the mysteries and escaped death.
However, in the end, it was a compromise; he chose to abandon that technique.
Not to mention, the power of that technique was certainly not to be underestimated.
But Qin Tian was pursuing a path that involved further deduction, aiming to elevate this technique all the way to the Heavenly Level.
"Tsk tsk, what great ambition he has."
The War God looked at Qin Tian with keen interest.
This kid was indeed bold.
He seemed to see a reflection of his younger self in him.
Full of vigor.
Vibrant and full of life.
"This is my first Human-Level Martial Art, and I cannot abandon it just because it is a Death Martial Art. Double Pupil, analyze and find the perfect way to counter it without damaging my foundation or Talent, while dispersing the power of the Heavenly Seal. However, I don't want to use it. Because I need it!"
Qin Tian lifted his head and glanced at War God.
War God smiled.
Is there really such a person in the world?
Knowing there are tigers in the mountains, yet still heading toward them?
War God found himself increasingly admiring Qin Tian.
As night turned to dawn.
The next morning.
Qin Tian pushed open the door of his single room, his clothes soaked in dried blood, staining his white attire.
The disciples who had just arrived to practice in the early morning were stunned by this scene.
What was Qin Tian doing in that single room?
Covered in blood?
However, the disciples of Qin Tian at the Outer Sect all wore expressions that indicated they were already accustomed to it.
"I tell you, back when we were at the Outer Sect, Brother Qin was even crazier. I remember one time, during a thunderstorm, he was practicing his punches against a big tree and seemed to have been struck by lightning."
"Is that true?"
"Struck by lightning? Oh my, Brother Qin really is blessed with great fortune!"
...
...
After enjoying a comfortable hot shower, Qin Tian finally donned a set of clean white clothes and stepped out of Sky Peak.
This time, he arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.
The Martial Arts Arena was completely different from the Dueling Arena.
Only Inner Sect Disciples were qualified to enter the Martial Arts Arena.
The Dueling Arena was basically just a place for Outer Sect Disciples to engage in minor skirmishes.
The Martial Arts Arena has strict procedures.
Everyone must exchange Merit Points for a Mask that isolates their divine thoughts.
Each participant is required to wear a Mask in the Arena.
Moreover, before any battle begins, participants can place bets using Merit Points.
Once a contestant wins, they receive half of the Merit Points from the betting pool.
If they lose, they walk away with nothing.
Every month, rankings are determined based on the number of victories and win rates.
The top contender can even receive a Human-Level Martial Art book.
"I haven't had time before, but now I finally have the chance to give it a try."
Qin Tian has improved the Heavenly Seal and compressed it from Great Achievement to Minor Achievement.
However, he discovered that mere cultivation could not restore the Heavenly Seal to Great Achievement.
Thus, there is only this one method left.
The Martial Arts Arena.
He had heard about the Martial Arts Arena and Qin Tian for a long time, dreaming of coming here.
Unfortunately, he had no qualifications before.
Now, finally qualified, he had arrived at the Martial Arts Arena as he wished.
"One hundred Merit Points."
At the entrance of the Martial Arts Arena, an elder with a youthful appearance yawned.
"Alright."
Qin Tian nodded, and a light screen appeared before him.
His Merit Points were deducted by one hundred.
Then, a Mask also appeared in his hand.
"The depths inside are unfathomable. Many Outer Sect disciples come here to challenge. Teach them a lesson for the Sect."
The elder clearly recognized Qin Tian, lazily stretching while transmitting his thoughts.
Qin Tian nodded, feeling even more curious about the Martial Arts Arena.
Here, besides the disciples of his own sect, there were actually Outer Sect disciples challenging as well.
It was truly exhilarating.
Wearing the Mask, Qin Tian stepped into the arena, which resembled a bullfighting ring.
"Tsk tsk, this equipment is really subpar, isn't it? I must say, you guys at the Xuan Yang Sword Sect are quite poor. This Mask can't even block the divine consciousness of the Divine Connection Realm. Is this a child's play?"
At some point, the War God had already appeared beside Qin Tian.
"Ahem, you should know that even among the Three Major Sects, there are probably no existences at the Divine Connection Realm. At least, from what I understand, our Sect's leader is only at the peak of Qi Control Realm cultivation."
Qin Tian rolled his eyes at the War God, shook his head, and stepped into the Martial Arts Arena.
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