You've decided to break through, but the world doesn't revolve around you. Whether you succeed depends on the strength of the enemy's resistance!

Unfortunately, the person blocking your way happens to be a demonized captain: his strength and physique are comparable to a martial arts master enhanced with internal energy, only his movements are a bit clumsy, but his combat power is still at the martial arts master level.

[A large number of figures surrounded you. You looked towards the edge of the village and saw two or three hundred demonized soldiers forming a defensive line, their faces expressionless. If you tried to break out, you would be stopped and attacked by them in a short time, and then the demonized captain, who was keeping a close eye on you, would catch up from behind...]

Caught in a pincer movement, certain death!

[And if you look at other war zones, almost every warrior faces a significantly stronger demonized enemy. Hoping that others can escape and create chaos, thus creating favorable conditions for you, is virtually impossible.]

Then we have no choice but to fight to the death.

[You let out a long roar and drew the Zhanming Blade that had been with you for over thirty years. In the past 30 years, this blade had actually been reforged several times. A hint of blue appeared on the blade, which was the color of your energy that you had imbued it with over the years, turning the blade into your own color.]

[You are fifty-seven years old this year, with top-tier martial arts skills at their peak. You are at the age to make your mark. Your deep blue energy surges like a tidal wave. In just a few exchanges, you used the "Heavenly River Flow" technique to skillfully deflect a thousand pounds with four ounces of force, forcing this demonized captain back several steps.]

[But the initial burst of energy fades with each strike, and exhaustion follows the third. After unleashing excessive force, your meridians and flesh could not withstand it. In just over ten rounds, the demonized captain's spear struck, the force traveling through the blade to your arm, then all the way into your body, injuring your internal organs, and causing a mouthful of blood to rise to your throat.]

[If those top-tier martial artists whose internal organs haven't been strengthened were to participate, their internal organs would probably be shattered into a pile of mangled flesh by now, lying dead on the ground, their breath completely gone.]

[But you still have the strength to fight. A deep blue, ocean-like energy flows within you, gently enveloping your internal organs like a protective armor, offering both protection and slow repair.]

[One slash after another, the screams of agony echoing all around. This village had over 1200 people, but the vast majority were ordinary people; only about 100 had reached the second-rate level or above. The demonic army could easily suppress them with just two or three hundred!]

[Besides those who formed an encirclement outside the village, nearly three hundred demonized soldiers were not idle; instead, they began slaughtering thousands of civilians.]

[Once the civilians were wiped out in the bloodshed, the three hundred demonized soldiers joined in the slaughter of the martial artists, making it an even more desperate situation!]

[In the Grandmaster battlefield not far away, Xu Yinkong's arm had been torn off and was being devoured by the Demon Blood Demon. The Demon Blood Demon, with a cat-and-mouse mentality, intended to slowly torment its target to death.]

[In the nick of time, you feel something circulating within your body. In this dazed state, you mechanically block the demonized captain's attacks, coughing up blood, repeating this cycle over and over.]

[Many blood vessels burst, your vision turns blood red, your mind is in complete chaos, but warm currents flow from your abdomen and limbs!]

[Boom! A barrier shatters, you take a step back, dodging the demonized captain's attack, and then are astonished to find that the internal energy within your body is spontaneously circulating, endlessly forming a small but inexhaustible stream!]

You've broken through in battle and become a Martial Master!

You were overjoyed, but the sudden increase in power didn't make you lose your mind. You glanced at the demons, then turned and ran.

This wasn't just ordinary running; it involved using internal energy to forcefully stabilize the body's injuries while simultaneously using that energy to catalyze and unleash life potential, "igniting" oneself and entering a state of explosive power.

"Stimulates the body to secrete adrenaline?"

Yun Shou felt that this was the right method.

As a martial artist practices, their control over their body gradually improves, especially for someone who has practiced martial arts for a total of over 100 years.

[Long spears and arrows struck you, your life force flickering like a candle. Ignoring your hidden wounds, you forced your way through a defensive line, only to hear Xu Yinkong's screams from behind.]

But the screams stopped abruptly. Not daring to turn back and waste time, you ran as fast as you could, fleeing into the distance.

[In the central area of ​​Fenglan Village, the Demon Blood Beast released its claws, and Xu Yinkong's headless corpse fell to the ground. It looked with interest in the direction you had fled, but seemed indifferent.]

[It's just an old bug that's escaped, or a tiny ant that you could easily crush. Perfect, you can announce their arrival and spread panic to the old humans' stray dog ​​kennels!]

Three days later, you collapsed on the ground, barely clinging to life. You were found by martial artists from Purple Star Village, who cared for you for half a month before you were out of danger. You didn't wake up until a full month later.

The village doctor couldn't help but praise you: "Old man, you're in good health; you've survived all this!"

After you awoke, you told them what had happened, and the leader of Purple Star Village sighed as he said they were now preparing to move deeper into the forest in a staggered manner.

In short, once the village at the deepest point has been rebuilt and its inhabitants have gradually moved there, the people at the second deepest point will also gradually migrate to the original village that remained at the deepest point.

Those unfortunate villages on the outskirts of the area need to shoulder the most basic responsibility: to monitor and defend against the demonic army.

[Seven years into the ancient dynasty, you have finally regained your ability to move normally. Although your martial arts cultivation has not been destroyed, the breakout and escape six months ago caused you countless times more damage to your vital energy than when you fell into the water at the age of twelve!]

So, you dare to say you're absolutely the best martial artist of our time? You're weak!

Yun Shou: "Byd, why are you still a little proud?"

Speaking of which, the guardian master of Purple Star Village is someone you know. Decades ago, when you were 16, you participated in that year's Young Talents Competition. At that time, the person in charge of the Meteor Sect was a martial arts master, responsible for maintaining order during the competition.

When you were 23, you heard that martial arts master had become a grandmaster. Now, almost sixty, you've met him again in this village.

This grandmaster's name is Li Tianbing. At eighty-six years old, he's not considered old for a grandmaster who lives to be one hundred and fifty.

[You and Li Tianbing reminisce. After the arrival of the Otherworldly Demons, everyone has few acquaintances left. Being able to meet someone you had some interaction with decades ago is a stroke of luck for both of you.]

[A fleeting sense of nostalgia washed over him. Despair level -1. You've met a master-level old friend and learned more about the Demon Alliance.]

[In the ninth year of the ancient dynasty, on your sixtieth birthday, you have already moved twice into the depths of the Demon Exorcism Forest, but the demon army is still getting closer and closer, and two more villages have been destroyed in the years since.]

[Ten years into the ancient dynasty, you and several other martial artists, along with some promising young martial artists, followed Li Tianbing to the "headquarters" of the Demon-Slaying Alliance.]

They said they wanted to discuss a major matter, requiring the participation of grandmasters and even high-level combatants like martial arts masters from each village.