High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

The throwing knife, imbued with spiritual energy, caught up with the fleeing owl like a bolt of lightning.

"puff!"

The throwing knife pierced the owl's back with pinpoint accuracy, exiting through his chest and leaving a trail of blood.

The owl's eyes widened in disbelief as it slowly collapsed, its life extinguished in an instant.

He never imagined, even in his death, that the eleventh prince, whom everyone considered a good-for-nothing, was actually so cunning.

After confirming that Night Owl was dead, Lin Hanzhou continued riding forward.

For him, it was just a minor incident.

As someone at the Opening Meridian Realm, killing a Postnatal Martial Artist was as easy as drinking water for him.

However, to his surprise, the so-called acquired martial artists were surprisingly weak.

Although the Acquired Realm in this world is comparable to the Body Tempering Realm on Earth, the Acquired Realm is significantly weaker than the Body Tempering Realm.

Lin Hanzhou could tell from the strength of Lin Yuan's bodyguards and this assassin.

They were both experts at the ninth level of the Acquired Realm, but based on the strength and speed they displayed, they were no match for those at the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm.

If Lin Hanzhou had come when he was at the ninth level of Body Tempering, he would definitely have been able to crush them, who were at the ninth level of Acquired Realm.

"It seems that the martial arts system in this world is exceptionally backward."

Lin Hanzhou muttered to himself, analyzing the martial arts system of this world.

In his view, the reason for this gap is nothing more than the problem of cultivation techniques.

The strongest beings in this world are only at the Innate Realm, so naturally they don't have any good cultivation techniques.

But the Blue Star world he lived in was different; there, the highest level of existence there was the ninth rank or even higher.

The "Luo Tian Jue" he cultivated was created by a ninth-level expert.

The two are completely incomparable.

Soon, Lin Hanzhou rode his horse through the alleyway that still smelled of blood.

Behind him, the assassin codenamed Night Owl had become a cold corpse, lying quietly in the shadows where no one knew him.

Reappearing on the wide imperial road, Lin Hanzhou's gaze fell upon the distant imperial palace.

In his perception, several auras of the Innate Realm were lurking within, subtly confronting each other.

"There are at least five innate masters? Third Brother and Ninth Brother have really gone all out this time."

Lin Hanzhou's lips curled slightly, and he was fully aware of the situation within the palace.

That place is now the main battlefield for tonight.

........

The huge white jade plaza directly in front of the palace is now deserted.

The imperial guards who used to be stationed every three steps and sentries every five steps have all disappeared without a trace.

Clearly, this place has been cleared out and turned into a private stage for the princes to resolve their disputes.

However, the atmosphere was quite different outside the palace gates leading to the square.

Dozens of warriors wielding sharp blades stood on either side, clearly separated, completely blocking the main road leading to the palace gate.

On the left, a group of men, their armor emblazoned with ferocious tiger totems, exuded a menacing aura.

This is the renowned Tiger Guard under the command of the Third Prince Lin Tai.

The group on the right were dressed in light blue soft armor and carried daggers and crossbows.

These were assassins from the Green Robe Tower, secretly trained by the Ninth Prince Lin Hao.

These dozens of people were all experts in the Acquired Realm, with the lowest cultivation level being the seventh level of the Acquired Realm.

Even those at the ninth level of the Acquired Realm are not few in number.

The reason they were left here on standby is quite simple.

Because the battles within the palace belong to the realm of innate powerhouses.

Even if there are more than a hundred martial artists who have acquired their skills, it is difficult for them to pose a real threat to masters who have acquired their skills.

If we rashly rush in, we will only become cannon fodder, wasting our manpower in vain.

Therefore, their mission is to seal off this place.

To prevent reinforcements from either side or unrelated individuals from intruding and interfering with the final showdown inside the palace.

Both sides wore serious expressions, staring intently at each other, creating a tense atmosphere.

Although they didn't actually fight, the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, as if a single spark could ignite it.

In the midst of this oppressive and suffocating standoff, the crisp sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the place.

"Da...da...da..."

Both groups of people looked in the direction of the sound with curiosity.

In the darkness at the end of the imperial road, a figure riding a black horse was slowly making its way towards the palace gate.

The newcomer was slender and dressed in brocade robes. In the torchlight, his face appeared somewhat youthful.

But his demeanor was unusually calm, as if he were not heading to a battlefield about to be filled with bloodshed, but rather strolling leisurely in his own backyard.

"Who...who is that?"

"Among the Tiger Guards, a junior officer asked in a low voice."

"Judging from that figure and clothing... it seems to be... His Highness the Eleventh Prince?"

A person nearby said uncertainly.

The moment the name was uttered, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately, a glint of greed and ecstasy flashed in the eyes of both groups.

The eleventh prince, Lin Hanzhou!?

That good-for-nothing who's known to everyone in the royal family!

That's a joke—that person was born with blocked meridians and couldn't even reach the first level of the acquired realm!

The leaders present had all heard about the information that he had been sent out of the city by the Seventh Prince to avoid trouble.

But who would have thought that this good-for-nothing would actually come back on his own?

And it was at this crucial moment that he ran back alone.

What is this?

This credit came to us without our knowledge!

You must know that after tonight, a new emperor will inevitably be chosen from between the Third Prince and the Ninth Prince.

At that time, all of these participants could become loyal ministers to the new emperor.

Killing a prince, even a useless one, is a tremendous achievement.

This is enough to secure them a place in the future imperial court.

In an instant, the hostility between the two sides, which had been on the verge of conflict, quietly dissipated somewhat.

Instead, they coveted the "prey" before them.

The commander of the Tiger Guard, a burly man with a full beard, licked his chapped lips, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

The owner of the Green Robe Pavilion, a man with a feminine face and eyes like a venomous snake, also quietly tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand.

They were all scheming how to get to this huge credit before the other side.

Lin Hanzhou, on horseback, naturally took in all of this.

He looked at the undisguised greed and contempt on those people's faces and couldn't help but find it amusing.

How dare a bunch of mere ants at the Acquired Realm block my way?

Instead of running away, why did you choose to wait for me in the same spot?

He didn't stop, still riding his black horse, and quickly approached.

The closer Lin Hanzhou got, the more delighted those experts became.

In their eyes, this useless prince was already theirs for the taking.