World's Strongest Martial Warrior

As Peter Parker reached the side of the mysterious man, Ling Yangcheng and the others watched intently, anticipating what would happen next.    

But then, the unexpected occurred.    

Peter Parker didn't succumb to the attack from the shattered sword as they had anticipated. Instead, he effortlessly caught the blade in his grasp.    

"How... How is this possible?" Ling Yangcheng and the rest were stunned, struggling to trust what they were seeing.    

Ling Yangcheng had just witnessed the formidable power of the broken sword firsthand. It was a power so great that even a Great Luo Immortal Venerable might falter under its force. Yet, Peter Parker had casually taken hold of it.    

As Ling Yangcheng collected his thoughts, he couldn't help but regard Peter Parker with newfound respect. Clearly, this man's origins were more remarkable than he had initially thought.    

Holding the enigmatic broken sword, Peter Parker could sense an inexplicable connection between it and the Green Emperor's Secret Art of Longevity that he practiced. He had a hunch that wielding this sword with the Green Emperor's Sword Art would significantly amplify its potency.    

Peter Parker's curiosity was piqued. What was the connection between this mysterious broken sword and his mentor in the Green Emperor's Art of Longevity?    

But before he could voice his question, the immortal tablet's voice preempted him in his mind.    

"Don't ask any more questions. Focus on strengthening yourself. All will be revealed in due time."    

Rolling his eyes, Peter Parker took the Immortal Rock Mother and secured both the mysterious broken sword and the body of the mysterious man. The remains of an Immortal King could prove valuable later on.    

Having secured the Immortal King's body, Peter Parker turned and walked over to Ling Yangcheng, tossing the Immortal Stone Ore Mother to him.    

"Peter, the Heaven Breaking Immortal Sect will forever remember your generosity," Ling Yangcheng said, his eyes alight with excitement.    

With the Immortal Stone Ore Mother in their possession, the Heaven Breaking Immortal Sect could now establish their own exclusive immortal stone mine, ensuring a perpetual supply of immortal stones.    

The Heaven-Cleaving Immortal Sect was on the brink of a significant growth spurt. It seemed entirely plausible that it could not only reach but even surpass its former glory and ascend to the ranks of a Zenith Heaven power.    

"You're welcome," Peter Parker responded with a casual tone. "I'm also looking forward to seeing the Heaven-Cleaving Immortal Sect rise to the stature of a Great Luo power soon."    

Achieving the status of a Great Luo power for the Heaven-Cleaving Immortal Sect would certainly smooth the path for him to negotiate with Ling Xiyao.    

Having settled the affairs of the immortal stone mine, Peter Parker lost no time in retreating into seclusion once more.    

In three months' time, the enigmatic Star Pool would seek him out for an expedition to a treasure site connected to the Primeval Heavenly Emperor Palace. The Star Pool's intentions were shrouded in mystery; they might not extend an invitation to explore the treasure site out of sheer generosity.    

With this in mind, Peter Parker knew he needed to bolster his strength as much as possible within this three-month window. By then, he should be capable of defending himself against a Seventh Grade Golden Immortal from the Star Pool.    

Three months might be a fleeting moment, but for a typical Golden Immortal, significant advancement without an extraordinary opportunity was nearly inconceivable.    

However, Peter Parker possessed the Tower of Time. Having unlocked the second level, he could now experience time at a rate one hundred times faster than the outside world. After cultivating in the Tower of Time for over three months, and with the system amplifying his experience a hundredfold, he was poised to elevate his cultivation by two or three levels with ease.    

As long as he could advance to the Third Grade Golden Immortal realm and refrain from invoking the Great Luo Dharma Body, the Star Pool would pose no threat to him.    

...    

In the Purple Flame Heaven Domain, the northernmost expanse of the Chaotic Earth Domain, lay an immense, frostbitten plain where temperatures perpetually plunged below -40 degrees Celsius.    

At the heart of this icy wasteland, an old man sat atop a colossal ice mountain. His hair was a snowy white, yet his visage was strikingly youthful, devoid of any wrinkles. Clad in white, his body was encased in frost, rendering him motionless, as if he were an ancient ice sculpture eternally perched upon the mountain.    

Before the elderly man, a thumb-sized hole appeared in the thick ice, meticulously carved by an unseen force. He was fishing through this diminutive opening, but his method was far from ordinary.    

He wielded neither a rod nor a line. Instead, he simply lifted his palm, from which a slender white thread extended, plunging into the abyss of the ice hole.    

Time passed unmarked.    

Suddenly, the old man, clad in white, snapped open his eyes, unleashing a fierce light that seemed to slice through the cosmos. Simultaneously, a formidable Great Luo Immortal Power burst forth from his being.    

In an instant...    

The ice plains spanning a thousand miles dissolved, transforming into a boundless sea.    

Yet, in the very next moment, the sea solidified, once more becoming an expansive glacier.    

"Haha... Immortal energy commands the heavens and the earth. I have devoted nine thousand years to mastering the Green River Ice Plains. At long last, I have ascended to become a Great Luo Immortal Venerable," he declared, standing with his hands clasped behind him, his triumphant laughter echoing through the skies above the ice plains.    

Ling Yangcheng and his companions would have been astounded to hear the old man's proclamation, for he was the former sect master of the Green Mountain Immortal Sect, known as the Green River Styx!    

However, his self-satisfaction was abruptly cut short as he perceived an alarming disturbance. The smile vanished from his face.    

With a swift gesture, a jade talisman materialized in his palm. Observing the crack marring its surface, he was engulfed by an intense aura of murderous intent.    

"Who is it? Who has slain my son, Cang Han Shan?" Cang Minghe bellowed furiously.    

Nine millennia prior, Cang Minghe had reached the pinnacle of the ninth-grade Heaven Immortal realm, but progress eluded him. He bequeathed the role of clan leader to Cang Hanshan and departed the Cangshan Immortal Sect, seeking the elusive breakthrough to the Great Luo Immortal Venerable realm.    

His journey brought him to this frigid expanse, where fortune smiled upon him. Cang Minghe had at last grasped the essence of the Great Luo, attaining the threshold of the Great Luo Realm.    

He had dedicated himself to the arduous practice of cultivation on this desolate, icy plain. Three millennia prior, he had achieved mastery over the Golden Immortal Realm within himself and attained the pinnacle of the half-step Golden Immortal Realm. Yet, he had never ascended to the esteemed status of a true Golden Immortal Venerable.    

The reason was simple: a true Golden Immortal Venerable must not only reach the zenith of the Golden Immortal Realm but also grasp the essence of the Immortal Dao and attain the level of Immortal Force that commands the very fabric of heaven and earth.    

After three thousand years of relentless pursuit, Cang Ming River had at last unlocked the secret to wielding the immortal power that governs the cosmos. With this breakthrough, he had taken the decisive step, elevating himself to the exalted rank of a true Great Luo Immortal Venerable.    

When Cang Ming River learned of his son Cang Han Shan's demise, just as he himself had ascended to the Great Luo Immortal Venerable realm, his fury knew no bounds.    

"Whoever is responsible," vowed Cang Minghe, his voice steely with resolve, "will face a severe reckoning for the death of my son, Cang Han Shan."    

With those chilling words still echoing, Cang Minghe disappeared as if he had never been there at all.