High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 302 - 254: A Being Beyond the Martial Saint, Crushing Demon Cultists

Chapter 302: Chapter 254: A Being Beyond the Martial Saint, Crushing Demon Cultists

Days ago, at the dusk boundary.

A golden pillar of light suddenly soared up to the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth. The citizens of Gaoshan City stopped in their tracks and looked up.

After the Three Cities Training Camp, several Martial Arts Grandmasters of Gaoshan City gathered once again, exchanging glances with tightly knit brows. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The mysterious golden pillar just now was surprisingly triggered by the Ruined Tower, which had collapsed more than six months ago.

And right after the golden pillar was triggered, the Ruined Tower completely disappeared, leaving behind a mystical pattern.

The pattern held a mysterious and profound power; just looking at it from afar caused intense spiritual confusion, and when they snapped back to reality, they were gasping for breath.

They were pale; in that instant, they all felt an overwhelming suffocating sensation as if they would be crushed by space.

For a moment, their hearts surged with monstrous waves. Although their strength was not top-tier, they were Martial Arts Grandmasters. If the grandmasters were so vulnerable, others would not fare any better.

The pattern left by the Ruined Tower was extremely dangerous!

Soon, they ordered a complete lockdown of the training camp area, with a full-scale alert.

"This matter is beyond our handling... It must be reported to the Provincial Martial Arts Association, or even higher up." Gaoshan City’s Martial Arts Association President, Ling Heyuan, said with extreme gravity, his voice trembling.

More than half a year ago, he had been fortunate enough to feel the residual power of the Demon God Pillar’s projection from hundreds of kilometers away and had sensed the overwhelming might of the Qingfeng Martial Saint destroying the Demon God Pillar’s projection from dozens of kilometers away.

In the face of such existence, even as a grandmaster, he couldn’t help but feel the insignificance of a mayfly in the face of such indescribable might.

Now, Ling Heyuan felt his scalp tingle.

Because not long ago, on that golden pillar of light triggered by the Ruined Tower, he once again felt that indescribable might.

...

On the second level of the Silver Steps.

"Chairman Luo, the residents near the abandoned factory have been evacuated, but they seem to have noticed something. Right now, two people remain in the abandoned factory, while the other three have left towards the south."

"South?... Their target seems to be the docks. This isn’t good; they plan to escape!" Luo Cheng immediately made a judgment.

"Time is of the essence, let’s split up. Number Eight, Number Nine, Number Ten, you three lead the team to the abandoned factory. Chairman Luo, the five of us will pursue the other group heading to the docks." Zhang Wei of Number Four suggested.

"Time is tight, so let’s do it this way. You three take two squads to the abandoned factory. Everyone else, follow along and maintain contact, report any unusual situations at all times!" Luo Cheng decisively commanded.

Inside the armored vehicle, Su Mu remained calm, his eyes shining with clarity.

"The reason I can stay lucid during this trial is likely due to the ’Crystal Visualization Technique’ and the sudden increase in Power of Destiny."

"Last time it was the Alien Race Battlefield, and this trial is... purging the Demon Cultists, is it?"

"With the Power of Destiny doubling, this trial has partially broken the seal on my Qi and Blood. Currently, my Qi and Blood are around the level of a Second Level Martial Artist, which is enough."

With a single thought, Su Mu quickly realized that the Fixed Star Body Refining Technique and Golden Essence Armor martial arts secret techniques were still sealed, yet to his surprise, the Secret of Power was not sealed by the trial’s silver chains.

Su Mu’s expression was slightly odd; this wasn’t the first time.

He couldn’t help but think of the Grandmaster Tower. The Grandmaster Tower had collapsed due to the Secret of Power.

This secret technique obtained from the Three Cities Training Camp, the Ruined Tower, was still in use by Su Mu, having just unlocked the third layer a few days ago.

The complete Secret of Power has nine layers!

"The potential and strength of the Secret of Power are likely above the Fixed Star Body Refining Technique and Crystal Visualization Technique, which is why not even the silver chains of the Giant Ruins can seal it even a bit... The Secret of Power is my strongest martial art."

Su Mu’s deep eyes flashed with confusion. Back then, he speculated that the purple shadow he encountered at the Ruined Tower, the owner of the Ruined Tower, might be an existence at the Martial Saint Level.

Now, it seems he might have vastly underestimated that purple shadow. Such an existence is likely beyond a Martial Saint.

An existence above a Martial Saint!

Martial Arts does not stop at a Martial Saint, and if a Martial Saint is not the peak of Martial Arts...

Su Mu’s breathing grew rapid, his deep eyes suddenly bursting with brilliance in the darkness. Just as he couldn’t continue to ponder, a cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Number Ten, are you listening to me?"

In the vehicle, there were three assessors: Number Eight, Number Nine, and Su Mu as Number Ten. Additionally, there were two elite teams from the Linjiang Base Martial Arts Association.

In reality, Number Eight and Number Nine, eager for credit, reassigned Su Mu, who was Number Ten, to guard the back door, then rushed with a Martial Arts Association team into the abandoned factory.

The outcome was that the two met a miserable end, their hearts dug out and eaten raw by the Demon Cultists.

His thoughts interrupted, Su Mu furrowed his brows slightly and calmly lifted his head. The moment their eyes met, the woman with a round face at Number Eight shuddered violently, as if an intense electric current surged through her body.

The round-faced woman’s eyes were filled with disbelief; she actually sensed a strong scent of death from someone whose Martial Arts Realm was inferior to hers.

Moreover, at this moment, a strong premonition gripped her heart. If she continued speaking, she would surely die!

Noticing Number Eight’s reaction, Number Nine showed disdain until he met Su Mu’s eyes, immediately falling silent, his face turning pale. His throat moved to swallow a large gulp of water.

"Wha... what a terrifying person!"

Number Nine had a military background, yet he had never seen such terrifying eyes, as if they belonged to a God of Slaughter emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Su Mu withdrew his gaze, plunging the vehicle into a deathly silence.

Outside the abandoned factory, the armored vehicle stopped, light from outside penetrating the interior, Su Mu looked at the round-faced woman.

"Lend me your knife."

"Ah, okay, okay!"

Weapons are like the limbs of a martial artist; nobody would hand over their weapon so easily, yet at this moment, the round-faced woman unhesitatingly offered it with both hands, leaving the disembarking members of the Martial Arts Association team startled.

They showed disbelief, as the assessors’ numbers indicated strength and each assessor was quite proud.

But now, the assessors, Numbers Eight and Nine, unexpectedly held great fear and respect for the Number Ten assessor. What exactly had happened?

"You all stay outside."

After leaving behind this remark, to everyone’s shock, Su Mu walked alone into the abandoned factory.

"Only one person?"

On the third floor of the steel-structured abandoned factory, two Fifth Level Demon Cultists hidden in the shadows noticed the figure who boldly entered and were momentarily stunned.

"Could it be... we’ve been exposed?" murmured a short, fat man beside Demon Staff.

In the darkness, Su Mu closed his eyes, and in his Sea of Consciousness, the Crystal Human Form flickered with silver light, spreading a concentrated spiritual power. Instantly, everything within the dim factory was revealed in Su Mu’s mind, with the Demon Cultists’ traces fully under his control.

"Spiritual power is indeed useful during trials!"

"Damn it... how could a Sixth Level Martial Artist appear in this rundown base? This is spiritual power! This guy is at least a Sixth Level Martial Artist!"

"Run, hurry and run!"

After sensing the spiritual power, both Demon Staff and the other Demon Cultist’s expressions changed dramatically.

"Run?"

Too late!

Su Mu slightly lifted his head, the Demon Cultists in the dark visible in his eyes. The next second, he raised his hand.

Spiritual power instantly formed into a large hand.

"No, no..."

With a splattering sound.

Silver radiance flickered in Su Mu’s eyes. He gently clenched his lifted hand, and the silver hand simultaneously squeezed, instantly causing one Fifth Level Demon Cultist to burst apart, flesh flying like an exploding balloon.

Following that, splattering sounds rang out continuously as blood blossoms bloomed one after another.

Outside the abandoned factory, the two Martial Arts Association teams were filled with anxiety, constantly glancing at the other two examinees on site, but Number Eight and Number Nine remained silent.

"No, we have to go in and check..."

The next second, the factory door swung open, and a figure walked out, Su Mu’s expression calm, "Next, we’re going to the Fierce Beast Mountain Range."

Immediately, everyone was frozen in place.

Just as they wanted to speak, a dozen blood-stained weapons, even with flesh and organ fragments still attached, were casually tossed to the ground by Su Mu.

The sound of the weapons hitting the ground rang crisply.

At that moment, everyone’s expressions were overwhelmingly shocked, and sharp intakes of breath echoed around.

It hadn’t even been half a minute, and it was over already.

...

On the car heading to the Fierce Beast Mountain Range, yet another commotion broke out.

After reporting the situation at the abandoned factory, the team members found out that among the killed were two Fifth Level Demon Cultists, one of which was the notorious Demon Staff, said to have killed no fewer than ten Fifth Level Martial Artists!

At the foot of the mountain, the group from Fierce Beast Mountain Range joined the group from the abandoned factory.

Seeing Su Mu, Lu Lin’s mouth twitched with joy overflowing in his heart. He never expected that among the examinees, there would be a demon like Su Mu, truly heaven-sent for Lu Lin.

The Demon Cultists had tried to use his past murders to blackmail him into assisting them in killing the examinees, but no one foresaw a demon among them.

Now, Demon Staff and that damned fat man were directly slaughtered by Su Mu with no chance to leak anything.

The next task was to kill Scarface and others in the mountain, and Lu Lin could rest easy!

Thinking of this, Lu Lin quickly walked forward, smiling broadly.

"Su Mu, you did a great job..."

Before he could finish.

Su Mu also smiled and then threw a sudden punch.

With a splattering sound.

A head instantly burst open, and brain matter splattered everywhere.

The woman from the Martial Arts Association beside Lu Lin trembled as she touched the warmth on her cheek, then looked down to see the bloodied brain matter. Instantly, she collapsed to the ground with a terrified scream, and chaos ensued.

"Su Mu, have you gone mad?!" Number One examiner Hong Yi shouted in anger and fear.

Su Mu ignored him, walking calmly towards the mountain as if he had just squashed a fly instead of killing Lu Lin.

Seeing Su Mu’s indifference, Hong Yi’s face turned colorless, but he dared not step forward. Number Two and Number Three, the Liu Family Siblings, came to their senses, but they too were shaking all over.

The three did not dare to stop Su Mu; that previous punch was the most terrifying thing they had ever seen.

So, the three of them just watched in daze as Su Mu’s figure disappeared into the Fierce Beast Mountain Range.

Soon, Su Mu returned carrying more than ten blood-stained weapons and tossed them onto the ground before sitting cross-legged in front of everyone.

Even though everyone witnessed Su Mu killing the Linjiang Base City Lord Lu Lin, no one dared to approach.

Number Eight examiner, a round-faced woman, breathed heavily and looked questioningly at the knife in Su Mu’s hand, the one borrowed from her, still unsheathed.

Why did Su Mu borrow the knife?

Very soon, Number Eight got her answer.

In the darkness, a figure approached at speed, emanating a powerful pressure that engulfed all present. Instantly, everyone felt an overwhelming heaviness, with many even gasping for air.

This was the pressure of a Grandmaster, belonging to a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

"Could it be..."

At this moment, Number Eight trembled uncontrollably, suddenly coming to a terrifying realization.