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

On the border of Qingzhou, on a vast plain.

The last 300,000 troops assembled by the Great Qian Dynasty remained inside the city, guarding the last line of defense for Qingzhou.

Dark clouds loomed over the city, their murderous aura reaching the heavens, as a million-strong Qing army stretched as far as the eye could see.

On the city wall, the soldiers of Daqian all looked ashen-faced, their eyes filled with despair.

They knew that this battle was unwinnable and that they were destined to lose.

The enemy not only had more than three times their number of troops.

Even more terrifying were the ten figures hovering above the Qing army camp, like gods and demons.

Those were ten grandmasters!

The mere unintentional pressure they exuded made the defenders on the city wall feel suffocated.

Even grandmaster-level generals couldn't help but feel terrified under this aura.

Just when this atmosphere of despair was about to completely devour everyone's spirits.

Without warning, a black figure appeared directly in the very center of the battle between the two armies.

He was dressed in black, but his long hair was white, which made him look very strange.

"Who...who is that?!"

The sudden appearance of this person startled both sides in the standoff.

On the city wall, the soldiers of Daqian looked at the figure who stood tall and straight like a pine tree in the face of a million-strong army, their eyes filled with doubt.

Only generals of the rank of Martial Master or above could not help but tremble slightly upon seeing the figure in the air.

Clearly, they all recognized the newcomer; it was none other than their Great Qian's Great Protector Saint Master.

Meanwhile, the ten Grandmasters in the Qing army formation all had their pupils shrink the moment they saw Lin Hanzhou.

Clearly, they recognized the person at first glance.

How could they not recognize the white-haired sword saint who single-handedly killed their two predecessors fifty years ago?

"It's him? I never expected that the world's greatest swordsman would still be alive!"

"Hmph, what do you mean by 'the best in the world'? You're just a piece of trash who uses forbidden techniques."

"That's right, we have ten Grandmasters. Even if you use forbidden techniques, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's just kill him."

"The death of this deified imperial advisor must be a huge blow to the entire Great Qian Dynasty, right?"

Within the Qing army formation, the ten incomparably powerful auras, without any reservation, attacked Lin Hanzhou.

Ten Grandmaster-level experts surrounded Lin Hanzhou from all directions.

Their faces were filled with madness, and they looked at Lin Hanzhou as if he were their prey.

What could be more exciting than slaying a contemporary legend?

Lin Hanzhou ignored their shouts.

His gaze swept lightly over the ten grandmasters, a knowing glint in his eyes.

"So that's how it is. It seems that the crooked path we took led to the creation of this false realm."

He could clearly sense the aura of these ten grandmasters.

Although their auras were powerful, they were unstable and their foundations were clearly weak.

This is quite different from the true masters who have achieved their status through rigorous ascetic practice.

As for the specific differences in combat strength, Lin Hanzhou will have to verify that himself.

As the eleven most outstanding beings in the world, they confronted each other high in the sky under the watchful eyes of the masses.

The entire sky changed color and was filled with lightning and thunder because of the collision of their terrifying auras!

Below, the million-strong army remained completely silent.

Everyone looked up, watching the epic battle that was about to decide the fate of the two nations.

"Let's do it!"

The ten grandmasters of the Qing army exchanged glances and no longer hesitated.

They must swiftly surround and kill him with overwhelming force, otherwise it will be bad if other Grandmasters of the Great Qian arrive.

They wouldn't want to add any variables to a game they were certain to win.

In an instant, ten figures transformed into ten streams of light of different colors, simultaneously launching the most lethal attack on Lin Hanzhou.

Blade flashes, sword shadows, fist gusts, palm prints...

Ten completely different, yet equally powerful, grandmaster-level martial arts techniques are interwoven into a vast and inescapable net.

This overwhelming attack completely sealed off all of Lin Hanzhou's space to dodge.

The combined power of ten grandmasters is enough to level an area spanning dozens of miles!

However, faced with this siege that could drive anyone to despair,

To everyone's surprise, Lin Hanzhou's face showed a hint of disappointment.

"Hmm... Although he came up through crooked means, his combat strength is indeed similar to that of a true grandmaster, but he is still too weak."

He commented on the power of the ten attackers and gently shook his head.

Immediately, his terrifying aura, which had already reached the peak of the third rank, erupted without reservation!

This was an aura far surpassing any of the Grandmasters present, a terrifying pressure approaching that of a fourth-tier master.

As soon as this aura was released, it swept across the entire sky, completely suppressing the auras of the ten grandmasters.

After fifty years of accumulation, his strength had long since reached an unbelievable level.

He was confident that he could fight even if a true fourth-tier True Essence Realm martial artist descended.

What's more, these ten are merely "counterfeit products" created through evil magic.

Upon sensing Lin Hanzhou's overwhelming aura, the ten grandmasters were immediately shocked.

They couldn't understand why the other party possessed such a terrifying aura.

Wasn't it because the other party used forbidden techniques in the battle in the capital that year, which caused him to be exhausted and forced him to go into seclusion for fifty years to recuperate?

What?! The intelligence was fake?

Just as they were stunned, Lin Hanzhou's long sword suddenly came out of its sheath!

The perfected "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique" shone with unprecedented brilliance.

"Let's call this sword strike 'Beyond Lifetimes'."

Lin Hanzhou whispered, his spiritual power surging wildly within his golden sea of ​​qi.

A seemingly ordinary sword light swept outwards from him.

This sword light was neither fast nor slow, neither domineering nor fierce.

It's like the gentlest breeze in spring, softly caressing you.

When the sword light sliced ​​through the bodies of the ten grandmasters, time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The ten grandmasters, who had just been so arrogant, suddenly froze in mid-air.

The expressions on their faces were still frozen on the shock and solemnity they felt when they first witnessed Lin Hanzhou's aura.

But the sparkle in their eyes was visibly fading away.

The battle was over in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

No, only a single breath has passed since they were killed by Lin Hanzhou.

What is meant by "separation from another world"?

The power of that single sword strike was like stepping into another world!

"Pfft..."

A rain of blood fell from the sky.

The ten Qing army grandmasters, who boasted of being invincible, had their bodies shattered into countless pieces, like porcelain being cut.

These fragments fell from the sky.

Ten fine heads, trailing long lines of blood, slammed heavily into the army formation below.

This scene left the Daqian soldiers on the city wall and the million-strong Qing army outside the city completely petrified.

At this moment, everyone's mind went blank.

Instant kill?

Ten grandmasters, a force capable of sweeping across the entire world, were instantly killed by that white-haired sword saint with a single sword strike?!

After dozens of breaths of deathly silence, the million-strong Qing army was plunged into complete panic and collapse.

For them, these ten grandmasters were the gods they worshipped.

And now, the god they worship is dead!

"Demon...devil..."

It was unclear who first let out a cry, a wail filled with endless fear.

The entire army formation instantly erupted into chaos.

Having lost their leader, their army collapsed like a house of cards!

Lin Hanzhou did not stop there.

His gaze fell upon the battlefield below, where a vast, dark mass of Qing soldiers lay. He raised his hand and unleashed a sword strike.

The terrifying sword energy roamed freely, and with a single strike, the Qing army suffered heavy casualties, with large swathes of Qing soldiers turning into a bloody mist.

He was like a god of death emerging from the deepest hell, constantly unleashing sword energy to slaughter millions of Qing soldiers.

He had heard some of what these Qing soldiers had done during the Daqian era.

Since you enjoy massacring entire cities, then I will slaughter your million-strong army as well.

And so, an epic battle turned into a one-sided massacre!

Lin Hanzhou single-handedly chased and killed a million Qing soldiers, leaving rivers of blood and a million corpses in his wake.

After completely annihilating the main force of the Qing army, Lin Hanzhou did not stop for a moment.

He took advantage of the situation and headed north, alone, to invade Qing territory.

His only goal was Hertu, the capital of the Qing Dynasty.

He was very curious about what secret the Qing Dynasty had that enabled it to produce ten grandmasters in just fifty years.