Chapter 2223: Chapter 2223

The Great Yama was momentarily at a loss for words, as the Martial Champion had said, even if he made enemies with the Eight Realms, no one dared to kill him.

Who would replace him to guard the Jieyue Tower if he were killed?

Though the Eight Realms have many Sub-Saints, none are selfless enough to do such a thing!

"Fine! You're impressive!" The Great Yama gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and put away the Nine Yin Flags. "I won't let this matter rest!"

After speaking, the Great Yama turned back and returned to the stone coffin in the Ghost Realm.

However, shortly after he left, two people walked out from the stone coffins of the Land of Extreme Cold and the Land of Red Flame simultaneously.

These were two Sub-Saints, respectively from the Land of Extreme Cold and the Land of Red Flame.

They had little connection with the Martial Champion, so they skipped the small talk and immediately started fighting.

This battle lasted much longer than the previous one. The two of them teamed up and were very powerful indeed.

However, ultimately they were still no match for the Martial Champion and were beaten back.

Nevertheless, shortly after the two of them departed, four Sub-Saints emerged from the stone coffin to challenge the Martial Champion again.

This battle could truly be described as earth-shattering. The Martial Champion had to allocate some power to suppress the Boundary Point of the Eight Realms and still fight these four individuals, naturally increasing the difficulty.

The battle lasted for two whole days and nights, with the Martial Champion pierced through the heart by several longswords, and his body collapsed twice. Yet, he emerged victorious in the end, completely securing this place, defeating those four.

Su Yang watched everything from the air, his expression grim to the extreme.

He knew that the Eight Realms would send more Sub-Saints in the future. The Martial Champion might have managed this time, but can he defend again next time?

Looking around the Human World now, who else could assist the Martial Champion?

After the defeat of the four individuals, the Martial Champion hadn't fully recovered before more emerged.

This time, seven individuals appeared. Except for the Buddha Domain, the other Seven Realms each sent a Sub-Saint.

The one from the Heavenly Realm seemed to be the leader, and was the most imposing among them.

He glanced at the Martial Champion and spoke softly, "Martial Champion, is there really a need to fight this battle?"

The Martial Champion coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed, "Why not fight? I haven't lost yet, so why shouldn't I fight?"

"Do you really think you have any hope in this battle?" The Heavenly Realm Sub-Saint said coldly.

"Without fighting, are you so certain you can win?" The Martial Champion sneered.

"You're truly reckless!" The Sub-Saint from the Asura Clan scolded, "Martial Champion, retreat immediately, and we can let this matter go. Otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless when we strike. Even if you want to guard the Jieyue Tower, we won't let you have it easy!"

"Oh, really?" The Martial Champion sneered, "Aren't you afraid the seven of you will still be defeated by me?"

"Martial Champion, you're too arrogant!" The Heavenly Realm Sub-Saint said coldly.

This Heavenly Realm Sub-Saint was considered one of the stronger figures among the Sub-Saints of the Eight Realms. Previously, he thought he could easily defeat the Martial Champion alone. However, seeing the Martial Champion repeatedly defeating those Sub-Saints, he was no longer so conceited.

But now, with seven Sub-Saints teaming up, the Martial Champion still dared to make such remarks, which was the greatest insult to them, leaving him intolerant.

"Arrogant?" The Martial Champion laughed, "Arrogance requires confidence!"

"Then today, I want to see how much confidence you have!" The Heavenly Realm Sub-Saint said coldly, about to strike. At this moment, the Martial Champion suddenly retreated a step, looked up at the sky, and declared, "Today, I ascend as a Land Immortal!"

As his words fell, purple qi erupted atop the Martial Champion's head, stretching three thousand miles eastward. The sun, moon, and stars circled within the purple qi, the Martial Champion continuously inhaling and exhaling it. The purple qi hovered in mid-air before being rapidly absorbed into his belly, as if he had swallowed the sun, moon, and stars.

Su Yang's eyes widened, recalling the words of Qi Zhishan and others before.

Purple qi three thousand miles east, belly swallowing the sun and moon like a fighting bull!

The Martial Champion was truly extraordinary!

The seven Sub-Saints present turned pale, the Ghost Realm Sub-Saint exclaimed, "Quick, stop him, don't let him advance to the Land Immortal!"

"Nonsense, at this moment if you try to stop him and something goes wrong, are you ready to bear the responsibility? Will you guard the Jieyue Tower in his stead then?" The Demon Clan Sub-Saint retorted furiously.

The Ghost Realm Sub-Saint dared not speak further, for it was as the Demon Clan Sub-Saint said. The Martial Champion was in a critical moment of advancement, if disturbed, it might result in unforeseen consequences. Should the Martial Champion die or his power collapse as a result, who would replace him in guarding the Jieyue Tower?

Thus, everyone could only watch the Martial Champion advance, unable to obstruct, feeling utterly frustrated.

"The Martial Champion became a Sub-Saint at the Fusion Realm. If he breaks through to the Land Immortal Realm, who knows how much his strength will multiply?"

"What should we do? How do we fight this battle?"

"Do you truly believe we seven are not his opponents?"

Everyone discussed in low voices, their expressions somewhat desperate. If the Martial Champion's strength increased several times over, they could not possibly fight him.

Yet the issue was, although everyone knew this situation, who dared to stop him?

Of course, there were those who scoffed, "Ha, he finally became a Land Immortal. With this, he has cut off ninety percent of his path to sainthood!"

"Exactly, if he continued cultivating at this realm, he had a good chance of becoming a Saint. Unfortunately, by advancing prematurely, he need not think about sainthood now!"

"Serves him right, what good does managing the affairs of the Human World do for him?"

"Fool, what can defeating us achieve? So many Sub-Saints in the Eight Realms, can he withstand them next time? It's merely delaying time, what significance is there?"

Amidst their discussions, Su Yang understood the consequences of the Martial Champion's advancement and its significant impact on his future. Within Su Yang's heart, he felt even more admiration for the Martial Champion, sacrificing ninety percent of his path to sainthood just to hold this place. The Martial Champion was simply worthy of respect!

After a full two hours, the Martial Champion finally consumed all the purple qi, and his vitality had ascended to another level.

After a long breath, the Martial Champion suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the seven individuals before him, smiling, "Now, can we fight?"

The seven exchanged glances; at this moment, the Martial Champion had a sense of returning to basics. Even if the seven teamed up, their hearts harbored little hope of victory.

Nonetheless, things had reached this point, and the seven could not retreat. After all, they were Sub-Saints, retreating without battle would be too shameful!