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Transcendence: From Frail Heir to Martial Deity

"If one day you find yourself having traveled to another world, only to discover you're in the midst of 'Forced Advances'... well, to act or not to act? That is the question..." In the 21st century, a top assassin crosses into a different realm. Faced with his own 'embarrassing' 'situation', will he choose to 'continue'? A magical world of martial spirit, a declining noble family, a weak and neglected legitimate heir. In the face of internal and external troubles, what choices will the ruthless assassin make!? That is the question..." Cultivation Levels: Yuanqi: Able to utilize basic Qi. Fighter: Can harness powerful martial spirit, practicing combat techniques. Warrior: Forms a martial spirit shroud, impenetrable by a regular fighter's full force. King: Forms an armor of martial spirit, unbreakable even by a warrior's full strength. Emperor: Uses abundant martial spirit to form wings, transforming spirit into wings. In front of an Emperor, even the mightiest Kings are insignificant. Venerable: Can manipulate spatial forces and move in void. Against such a force, Emperors stand no chance. Saint: Masters spatial forces completely, dominating all with disdain. Martial Deity: The highest realm achievable in martial spirit cultivation, commanding a domain of martial spirit where all below are mere ants. Title Martial Deity: A legendary, immortal being. Only 'Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations' has been known to reach this level, and throughout history, only its founder Yang Mo Tian has achieved it. Each level is divided into nine crystals, with vast differences between each crystal. Skill Levels: From low to high: Xuanwu, Zhuque, Baihu, Qinglong, each divided into lower, middle, and upper grades. The power difference between each grade is enormous, especially from Zhuque to Baihu, which is like the difference between heaven and earth. Possessing Baihu skills allows one to fight across levels. Baihu skills require at least a Warrior level to practice. Qinglong skills, almost mythical, can only be executed at the pinnacle of Saint level without facing demise. When used by a peak Saint, it can even challenge a Martial Deity. 'Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations' belongs to no specific grade but automatically advances with deeper cultivation. At the ninth transformation, it reaches its peak, which is the technique practiced by the protagonist of the story.

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Breaking the Prohibition

Li Yi smiled lightly and said, "This Emperor-class fighter, I can naturally bring out another one. However, Sister Gong, in your current state, can you go all out?" Bringing out an Emperor-class fighter? Do you think they are as common as moles on the street? The vast Tianfeng Empire only has seven of them! Gong Wushuang rolled her eyes but still spoke lightly, "Although I can only use half of my strength right now, if I take some risks, it won't be too big of a problem to exert the strength of an Emperor. But where will you get another Emperor-class fighter?" Gong Wushuang said the word "get" very clearly, hardly believing Li Yi could actually find another Emperor-class fighter. In this situation, it seemed they had no better choice than to flee. Li Yi laughed heartily and said, "Why bother finding an Emperor-class fighter elsewhere? Isn't there one right in front of you?" Gong Wushuang frowned and said, "Are you talking about yourself? Although you are indeed powerful, a Fighter is just a Fighter... You..." Before she could finish her last word, Gong Wushuang's slightly opened cherry lips could no longer close, and with a hint of disbelief, she pointed at Li Yi, murmuring, "You... you... you... you..." At this moment, Li Yi was enveloped in blood-red fighting aura, making him feel unbearably uncomfortable. Additionally, a pair of blood-red wings made of fighting aura had appeared behind him. Fighting aura transforming into wings – the mark of an Emperor-class fighter! Although his aura wasn't leaking out, it was clear that he was now in the state of an Emperor.

Looking at Gong Wushuang's expression, Li Yi forced a smile and said, "No more nonsense. Forcing myself to this state, I can't maintain it for long. Let's make this quick!" "Okay!" Gong Wushuang also knew that this was not the time to be surprised. After all, she had long been unable to see through the man in front of her. She lightly tapped her foot, and a cold aura emerged, with icy flame wings appearing behind her. The two exchanged glances and almost simultaneously swung their arms, sending out a huge surge of fighting aura.

"Boom—" In mid-air, the invisible seal seemed to vibrate violently, causing the entire space to tremble. The explosive fluctuations made everything on this underground island chaotically dance in the air. "Not enough, again!" Li Yi shouted loudly, forming a seal with his hands and swinging fiercely again, sending out another blood-red surge of fighting aura. Gong Wushuang also swung her right hand fiercely, sending out a surge of fighting aura that looked like ice crystals.

"Crack—" This time, the invisible seal violently burst open with several fine cracks appearing in the void, resembling a spider web and looking eerily unusual. Both being smart, they wasted no words and flapped their wings of fighting aura behind them, continuously swinging their hands and sending out surges of fighting aura like it cost nothing.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—" A series of explosions finally broke the seal at a certain moment. "Ding," the once shaky seal of fighting aura finally shattered into pieces, and the giant door on the wall of the cave also cracked open from the continuous bombardment. "Go!" Both of their figures flashed slightly and had already dashed through the giant door. As they entered, the door slowly closed again, and the shattered seal of fighting aura gradually restored itself to its original state, finally disappearing into the void. The area returned to calm, as if no one had ever been there.

Above the ruins, the battle between Balin and Haixin had reached a fever pitch. The void occasionally exploded with fighting aura, making it impossible for anyone within several miles to dare approach. Everyone understood that being caught in the crossfire of such a realm of battle could inadvertently lead to the downfall even of a King-class fighter. The seven King-class fighters fighting below had consciously moved their battlefield slightly away, avoiding the sky above. Even among these seven Kings, apart from Ye Wudao and Yan Qing, the others were not fully exerting their strength but rather fighting somewhat perfunctorily. The current situation was clear: the outcome of the Kings' battle would decide nothing. The final victor depended mainly on that battle in the sky!

At a certain moment, the two fiercely battling figures in mid-air paused almost simultaneously, their gazes landing on a distant temple ruin, both flashing with surprise. As Emperor-class fighters, both Balin and Haixin had strong sensing abilities. Just a moment ago, they had simultaneously sensed two Emperor-class fighters seemingly delivering their full power from deep underground. Although the sensation was much weaker after passing through the ground, the momentum of an Emperor-class fighter could not be concealed no matter what!

Before their surprise subsided, consecutive surges of fighting aura came again, one wave after another. Their gazes collided slightly, and both thought of the greatest possibility... the Emperor-class Tomb! If two Emperor-class fighters were fighting fiercely above, but those below took advantage, it would be a huge loss of face! With a mutual understanding in their eyes, both sides disengaged, knowing this was not the time to continue their fight. The fighters below quickly dispersed, their gazes briefly colliding as they each went their separate ways...

Their figures almost simultaneously landed on the ground, and the wings of fighting aura behind them quickly retracted. Then, almost at the same time, they both let out a sigh. Li Yi, gritting his teeth, rubbed his face. Although The Serpent Venerable had utilized his body to exert the power of an Emperor-class level, it was clear that his body couldn't bear such immense pressure. It seems impossible to freely use such power without cultivating to the Warrior realm. On one side, Gong Wushuang, with a slightly odd look in her eyes, looked at Li Yi and couldn't help saying, "Li Yi, if I'm not wrong, the moment you reached the Emperor-class level just now, you probably used some other means rather than your own power, right?" Li Yi rubbed his face for a moment before responding indifferently, "Does it matter?" "No..." "Then that's fine," Li Yi said with a slight smile, "Sister Gong, just remember, I have the power to elevate myself to Emperor-class level at any time. Whether this power is mine or comes from somewhere else, you don't need to worry, right?" Gong Wushuang gave a faint smile, and the topic was diverted.

Both knew clearly that in the world of the Warrior Continent, where the law of the jungle and the supremacy of the strong prevailed, having power meant having a say, no matter how that power was obtained. Originally, Gong Wushuang was somewhat frustrated about having to be Li Yi's bodyguard for three years, but at this moment, she didn't quite know how to feel.

"Alright... let's see what this place really is..." Li Yi took a gentle breath and took out a lighter from the Storage Ring, slightly shaking it. The faint blue flame slowly lit up, revealing the space behind the door in front of them. The space seemed to be a not-so-large cave, but under the illumination of the fire, the depth appeared mysterious and dark. Around the cave, deep marks were etched, obviously left by someone practicing some kind of fighting technique... However, perhaps due to the passage of time, Li Yi couldn't determine the specific technique. His gaze shifted forward, and Li Yi chuckled, "Martial Deity Tomb, Martial Deity Tomb... it only starts to look like a tomb at this stage... I just hope the contents won't disappoint me!" With that, Li Yi gestured and cautiously walked in with the lighter. Gong Wushuang's expression changed slightly, but she quickly followed. She wasn't afraid of much, except perhaps triggering a trap and ending up in danger. If this young man before her met his end, wouldn't her life be in jeopardy too? Despite thinking Li Yi wouldn't be so foolish, it's always good to be prepared...

As Gong Wushuang was lost in her thoughts, they walked for an unknown amount of time until Li Yi's figure suddenly paused and he smiled lightly, "It seems... we've reached the end." Indeed, a stone door had appeared in their sight, but before the door, there was a vast open space, seemingly harmless. However, instinctively, both sensed something unusual and exchanged glances, taking a half step forward.

Li Yi let out a breath and whispered, "It seems this won't be as easy as we thought. The fighting aura seal was just the first hurdle... Although the place we're heading to is most likely behind this door, I don't believe this open space is just for show..." "So you mean..." "What else can I mean," Li Yi said with a wry smile, "Let's go. We don't have much time. At this point, even if there's danger, we can only face it head-on... We can't just turn around and leave, but being cautious is always right." Saying this, Li Yi slightly shook his right hand, and a long spear appeared in his grasp. Seeing Li Yi's cautious demeanor, Gong Wushuang frowned slightly but still summoned her exquisitely delicate armor of fighting aura. They exchanged glances once more before stepping forward simultaneously...

"Crack!" Just a few steps forward, suddenly, a thunderous screech seemed to come from all directions at once. Li Yi's figure slightly paused, and Gong Wushuang already shouted, "Retreat quickly!" As soon as her words fell, both figures swiftly dashed backward. Almost simultaneously, they heard a rustling sound, followed by a massive shadow slamming into the spot where they had just been.

"Boom—" A sound echoed, followed by a foul wind rushing towards them, as if a rope-like object had fiercely swung over. Gong Wushuang slightly furrowed her brows and swiftly waved her hand. A massive ice shield of cold fighting aura instantly formed in front of them. Almost at the moment the ice shield was formed, a "ding ding dang dang" sound resounded, and in no time, the ice shield showed cracks before shattering in the air. Li Yi and Gong Wushuang exchanged a look, both shocked. Gong Wushuang, an Emperor-class fighter, albeit at half strength, was definitely much stronger than an ordinary King-class fighter. Yet, her ice shield was so easily broken, indicating the strength of their opponent...

Thinking this, Li Yi threw the lighter forward, illuminating the area. They finally saw a gigantic triangular head with blood-red, open jaws and a whip-like tongue extending out, gently swaying... "What is this thing..." Li Yi couldn't help but say in a deep voice. Gong Wushuang's voice carried a hint of puzzlement, "To break my defense, the opponent's strength is probably equivalent to a King-class fighter. If it's a magical beast... then it's a fourth-order magical beast..." Hearing this, both inhaled a cold breath simultaneously...