World's Strongest Martial Warrior

No sooner had Xue Jiuming uttered these words than a demonic, blood-red strand of hair in his hand shimmered in midair.    

In the next instant, he merged with his blade, transforming into a blood-red streak of light that tore through the sky and earth, hurtling straight toward Peter Parker.    

Peter Parker's face remained stoic. With a swift motion, the Human Emperor Sword materialized in his grasp, its dazzling golden aura clashing with the blood-red saber.    

"Clang!"    

Metal struck metal, sending sparks scattering in all directions and the grating sound of the collision reverberating through the air.    

A maelstrom of golden-red energy erupted from the clash, obliterating everything in its vicinity.    

Amidst the chaos of the destructive tempest, Peter Parker retreated over ten steps through the void.    

He fought to quell the tumultuous energy within him, his expression betraying a hint of concern.    

A cultivator in the Cheng Realm was, without question, no match for one of the same level.    

Despite Xue Jiuming not having regained his full strength, his formidable power meant that a direct confrontation would likely not end in Peter's favor.    

"This kid's strength... is truly formidable," Xue Jiuming conceded, retreating several paces in midair. His gaze upon Peter Parker now carried a newfound gravity.    

"This kid is an unparalleled prodigy at the quasi Maha-Vairocana stage. His combat prowess is scarcely less than that of a Maha-Vairocana stage cultivator. We must conclude this fight swiftly."    

On the day he had confronted Old Monster Bing He and Li Heaven Abyss, two formidable Ekayāna Realm cultivators, he had exhausted every technique at his disposal. He had even resorted to the secret arts of the Danilo Lujan Sect to make his escape.    

In the days since, his strength had only partially returned, far from his peak condition. Prolonged combat was not advisable.    

If he allowed the battle to drag on, the tide would increasingly turn against him.    

With this realization dawning on him, Xue Jiuming unleashed another surge of demonic, blood-colored light from his saber.    

"Danilo Lujan's Devil Blade!" Xue Jiuming bellowed. A bloodthirsty aura, potent enough to make one's blood boil, erupted from the crimson blade, swiftly engulfing the expanse of sky above Peter Parker.    

"Immortal Killing Sword Art, Immortal Execution!" Peter Parker, undeterred by Xue Jiuming's menacing blade, swiftly executed an intricate sword technique. With a powerful thrust, he launched his sword skyward, striking at Danilo Lujan's devil blade.    

"Bang!" The sky was ablaze with the blood-red light of the blade, clashing against the golden sword Qi capable of rending the heavens and obliterating the earth. A cataclysmic force radiated from their point of impact, plunging the surrounding void into turmoil.    

Moments later, two figures emerged from the chaotic void, almost simultaneously.    

"What... what kind of sword technique is this? How can it be so terrifying?" Xue Jiuming managed to steady himself, though his disheveled appearance betrayed his shock. His eyes, wide with disbelief, fixed on Peter Parker.    

The power behind the young man's sword was staggering. It surpassed even the most revered Sword Dao divine ability of the Blood Sword Immortal Sect.    

But what astounded Xue Jiuming even more was the realization that not only was this young man formidable, the power coursing through him was distinct from that of the Immortal Breaking Universe's cultivators.    

This individual's skill in masking his presence was alarmingly adept. Without this direct clash, Xue Jiuming knew he would have been none the wiser, despite his own formidable strength.    

Taking a deep breath, Xue Jiuming's gaze remained locked on Peter Parker. "You're not a cultivator from the Immortal Breaking Universe. Who are you, exactly?"    

Peter Parker remained unresponsive to Xue Jiuming's inquiry, his focus unwavering. The golden sword Qi emanating from the Human Emperor Sword in his grasp intensified. He unleashed the second form of the Immortal Killing Sword Art, a merciless slash that tore through the fabric of heaven and earth, aimed directly at Xue Jiuming.    

"Damn it!" Xue Jiuming's face contorted with dread as he witnessed the enhanced ferocity of Peter Parker's sword. There was no room for hesitation. He channeled the true essence and magic power within him to their utmost limits. A horrifying blood mist erupted from his being, shrouding the sky and blanketing the land, before coalescing into an immense blood cloud overhead.    

Immediately afterward, Xue Jiuming's mouth opened, and a jet of blood shot forth, piercing the blood cloud overhead.    

In that instant, the blood cloud roiled violently, turning the world a hellish red.    

Without warning, the cloud split asunder. A colossal, blood-colored blade of light, ten thousand feet in length, tore through the heavens, clashing with Peter Parker's awe-inspiring sword technique.    

"Boom!"    

The two formidable powers collided once more, the fearsome sword qi blade light detonating spectacularly in the sky.    

Space fractured, and the earth seemed to crumble, heralding what felt like the apocalypse.    

Xue Jiuming groaned, his body sent reeling back thousands of feet, his complexion ghostly pale.    

Yet before he could regain his footing, an icy sensation struck from behind.    

Whirling around, Xue Jiuming's eyes widened at the sight of a dazzling golden sword glow rapidly expanding before him, emanating a palpable sense of danger.    

"Bloodthirsty Heavenly Demon Shield!"    

Confronted with Peter Parker's sword, which seemed to possess the power to rend heaven and earth, Xue Jiuming was consumed by dread.    

Nonetheless, as a cultivator of the Mahayana Realm, he was far from ordinary.    

His hands swiftly conjured an enigmatic blood seal, and demonic blood surged from his pores, coalescing into a blood-colored light shield that enveloped him.    

"Bang!"    

Peter Parker's third form of the Killing Immortal Sword Art struck with relentless force, shattering Xue Jiuming's shield, which burst apart piece by piece.    

"Crack..."    

The shield lay in ruins, but the residual sword qi mercilessly battered Xue Jiuming, causing him to cough up blood. He was sent tumbling backward, helpless as a severed kite.    

Looking up, he saw the formidable figure standing before him, his face etched with terror.    

Though the youth's cultivation level was on par with a Quasi-Great Perfection Stage expert, the power coursing through him was formidable. He was on the cusp of reaching the Great Perfection Stage of cultivation.    

The swordsmanship he demonstrated was far more fearsome than anything Xue Jiuming had ever witnessed. It was daunting to consider that his current level of combat prowess wasn't even at seventy percent of his full capacity. Even at his best, facing such a formidable technique would be no easy feat.    

"Run!"    

Without a moment's hesitation, Xue Jiuming sprang into action. He couldn't afford to worry about Xue Wushang, currently locked in combat with Xue Qiansha. Transforming into a streak of crimson light, he bolted towards the Silent Blood Horizon.    

But just as Xue Jiuming took flight, a chilling gleam flickered in Peter Parker's eyes.    

"Trying to escape? I told you, this will be your final resting place, both of you!"