Chapter 118 - 118: Becoming a Saint Against the Heavens, Pursuing the Ancient Mystery!_l

Chapter 118: Becoming a Saint Against the Heavens, Pursuing the Ancient Mystery!_l

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The tens of millions of people below Qingdu Harbor held their breaths.

He widened his eyes and stared at the thin black shadow in the sky.

“City Lord...The last time I saw you was more than 20 years ago. I didn’t expect to see you again in my lifetime!”

“As expected, the Son of Heaven will never disappoint us!”

“Is this the God of Martial Arts? Opening a path for tens of thousands of martial artists, this imposing manner of dominating the world made my scalp stand on end!”

“This aura is too powerful. In the past, I actually overestimated myself and wanted to challenge him. Now, it seems that if I were to really face the God of Martial Arts, I probably wouldn’t even be able to last three moves!”

“Could it be that the Martial Saint Realm that has troubled all of us today...

Would he be trampled by the God of Martial Arts again?”

“It’s too terrifying. Becoming a Saint in an era where you can’t sense the laws is really going against the heavens! ”

Qingdu Port was the current capital of the Qingdu Empire and Li Yueming’s old camp.

Therefore, he had no choice.

There were many names for him among the subjects here.

Each of the titles represented a group and a period of time.

But no matter who it was.

Now, they looked at the figure in the sky with deep respect.

One had to know.

At this moment, many of them were able to stand here and enjoy everything in Qingdu Harbor. Most of the credit was due to that man in the sky.

He was the one who had continued the orthodoxy of Huaxia for thousands of years.

He was also the one who founded this country where everyone had hope!

When he heard Li Yueming say that he wanted to clear the way for the martial artists.

Beneath his feet.

Countless people responded in unison and sincerely wished, “The God of Martial Dao will protect the martial dao for thousands of years!”

In the sky, Li Yueming’s figure floated in the air.

At this moment, he looked like a god from the sky who had descended to the mortal world.

Countless bolts of lightning shot out.

This was a lightning tribulation, but it was different from the ascension tribulation in the Xianxia world.

The lightning in front of him was a manifestation of the world’s will.

Obviously.

There was a sudden rumble in the clouds.

In the next second, a lightning bolt shaped like a divine dragon tore through the air.

Seeing this situation, Li Yueming took a deep breath and summoned his entire body to its peak state. He closed his eyes and said,””Star Moon Art, Cut Water With Knife!”

“Weng...”

A crisp sound rang out.

The tens of millions of spectators below could only see a full moon rising in the sky.

The lightning that was as thick as a dragon was cut off by Li Yueming at an unbelievable speed.

During this process, mottled blood appeared on Li Yueming’s body.

Her plain gauze clothes were also dyed like plum blossoms.

But even so.

However, it couldn’t block the murderous aura on Li Yueming’s face.

The long saber in his hand kept waving.

Countless electric arcs followed the handle forged from steel and clung to his body.

It was a huge burden for Li Yueming.

But now, he obviously couldn’t care less.

If he couldn’t overcome this lightning tribulation, he would turn into ashes.

As for whether it would cause a burden, it was not worth mentioning in this situation.

This thunderbolt that was as thick as a dragon was split into 108 pieces by Li

Yueming.

In the end, he still couldn’t block Li Yueming’s deadly slash.

It disappeared in the air.

However, there were still thunderbolts falling from the nine heavens.

On this day.

All the residents of Qingdu Port witnessed the horror of going against the heavens.

The lightning in the sky struck Li Yueming in the sky as if it was free. The shock that the god-like figure brought to everyone was even more exaggerated.

With such a large number of thunderbolts, it was estimated that any martial artist, even if they were a Martial Saint, would have been killed.

At this moment, it was very likely that he had already turned into a piece of charcoal and died.

However, the figure in the sky was still stubbornly fighting against the lightning.

It was unknown how many martial artists were speechless after seeing this scene.

“Is this the true strength of the God of Martial Arts? We are fascinated!”