World's Strongest Martial Warrior

Luo Qianqiu was in the midst of convening the senior members of the Luo River Merchant Union to strategize their response when the oppressive force of a Great Luo Immortal, brimming with a thick demonic aura, burst forth in the skies over Heavenly Water Immortal City.    

Simultaneously, a chilling voice echoed above the city.    

"Attention, residents of Heavenly Water Immortal City. Those who wish to survive, present yourselves and swear fealty to my Ancient Devil Palace within the hour. Fail to do so, and not a soul shall be spared when I, your sovereign, storm your city!"    

The piercing cold voice caused an involuntary shudder of fear throughout Heavenly Water Immortal City. Inside the Luo River Trading Alliance, Luo Qianqiu and his colleagues' faces turned pale with shock.    

The emissaries from the Ancient Devil Palace had arrived with alarming swiftness.    

Moreover, the envoy sent by the Desolate Ancient Devil Palace to Tianshui Immortal City was none other than a Great Luo Immortal Reverent!    

Given the might of Heavenly Water Immortal City, how could they possibly stand against the overwhelming power of a true Great Luo Immortal Supremacy?    

"Let's go out and take a look," Luo Qianqiu suggested, taking a deep breath before he instantly materialized in the sky above Skywater Immortal City.    

In the blink of an eye, Ning Yulou, the leader of the Ning Clan from Skywater Immortal City, joined Luo Qianqiu. He looked up at the figure outside Tianshui City, shrouded in a terrifying demonic aura, and his face grew grave. "Brother Luo, the Great Luo Immortal Sovereign from the Ancient Devil Palace has arrived. We're outmatched. What's our next move?"    

Luo Qianqiu's voice was heavy with resolve. "We'll have to play it by ear."    

Against a true Great Luo Immortal Reverent, Skywater Immortal City had no chance of resistance.    

As they conferred, the imposing demonic figure in the sky turned its icy gaze toward them. Its voice, devoid of emotion, thundered across the heavens and earth.    

"You must be Luo Shui's Shang Alliance's Luo Qianqiu and the Ning Clan's Ning Yulou. The choice is simple: submit or perish. Decide amongst yourselves."    

Luo Qianqiu responded with a cold snort. "In your dreams. The Luo Water Merchant Alliance will never bow to the Ancient Devil Palace."    

Luo Qianqiu was unaware of the Ancient Devil Palace's origins, but he knew well that its inhabitants were devils, despised by the Immortal Dimension for their cruel and despotic deeds. Even if the Luo River Merchant Union were to surrender, a grim fate would likely await them.    

"If you're so eager to meet death, then I'm happy to oblige!" declared the devilish figure. A massive wave of demonic energy erupted from him, resembling a tidal wave. With a swift motion, he conjured a colossal demonic hand that eclipsed the sun, bearing down from the heavens upon Sky Water Immortal City.    

Even Luo Qianqiu, a ninth-grade Golden Immortal, felt an overwhelming pressure that nearly crushed him. The descent of this hand threatened to annihilate the entire city in an instant.    

With gritted teeth, Luo Qianqiu summoned all his strength, channeling the Golden Immortal energy within him. His palms radiated with a blinding light, forming an immense ice pillar over a thousand feet tall to counter the oppressive black demonic hand.    

Despite the support and the Unnamed Immortal Dew he had received from the Nameless Immortal Palace, which had significantly enhanced his powers to that of a ninth-grade Golden Immortal, Luo Qianqiu found himself utterly powerless against the dark, devilish force.    

The ice pillar, towering a thousand feet high, crumbled under the immense pressure of the demonic hand, disintegrating before his very eyes.    

"Grug!" A sharp taste of iron flooded Luo Qianqiu's mouth as blood spurted forth. His complexion turned deathly pale in an instant.    

He raised his head and saw the black devil palm slicing through the air like a hot knife through butter. Despair crept onto his face unbidden.    

The might of a Great Luo Immortal Venerable was truly overwhelming. It was a force beyond his capacity to withstand.    

It seemed that the Heavenly Water Immortal City was doomed.    

However...    

As Luo Qianqiu braced for the end, a sound like the tearing of space itself echoed from above. The black devil palm, poised to crush him, halted unexpectedly.    

Luo Qianqiu's eyes snapped open in shock.    

Hovering above him, a black-robed youth stood with an air of defiance, clutching a mysterious, shattered sword. With a single, decisive stroke, he parried the menacing black devil palm.    

"Jiang... Peter Parker?"    

The sight of this suddenly emerging, familiar figure made Luo Qianqiu question reality. He could scarcely trust his own eyes.    

He had never imagined that Peter Parker would return at such a pivotal moment, let alone with the power to challenge a Great Luo Immortal Venerable, blocking the formidable being's strike with a mere flick of his sword!    

Luo Qianqiu remembered Peter Parker's exceptional talent, but when he had departed from the Luo Water Merchant Union, his cultivation was merely at the Heavenly Immortal Realm.    

In just a handful of decades, this man had gained the prowess to stand against a Great Luo Immortal Venerable!    

How could this be?    

Despite his disbelief, Luo Qianqiu's heart surged with excitement.    

If Peter Parker truly possessed the strength to confront a Great Luo Immortal Venerable, then the Heavenly Water Immortal City might yet be saved.    

"It's actually him. This kid is truly remarkable."    

Ning Yulou watched, eyes wide with astonishment and awe.    

When Peter Parker first arrived in the Sky Water Immortal City, he was hailed as a peerless prodigy, overshadowing all others. Yet, he was still just a junior in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.    

Now, he had returned as a formidable adversary for a Great Luo Immortal Venerable.    

Peter Parker's return was, without a doubt, a tremendous boon for their city.    

"It's Peter Parker. He's back."    

Within the city, Luo Wuji and his companions gazed up at Peter Parker soaring above them, their eyes lighting up with unmistakable excitement.    

"There he is, the same remarkable kid. Even in the Immortal World, he remains as extraordinary and unparalleled as ever."    

Wu Xing watched Peter Parker levitating in the sky and murmured softly to himself.    

Having spent time in the Immortal World, he had gained a profound understanding of its cultivation realms. He was well aware of the formidable strength and esteemed status of the Great Luo Immortal Venerable.    

Despite witnessing Peter Parker's meteoric rise in the God Domain, Wu Xing had never imagined that Peter, having ventured into the Immortal World decades before him, would possess the power to contend with the Great Luo Immortal Venerable.    

He knew that in his own lifetime, catching up to the prodigious talent that was Peter Parker would be an unattainable dream.    

"Kid, who are you?"    

In the expanse of the void, the devil's gaze fixed on Peter Parker, who had just parried his demonic strike with a sword. A chilling glint flashed in his eyes.    

The fractured sword in Peter Parker's grasp vibrated, unleashing a brilliant blade of light that obliterated the dark demonic hand looming overhead.    

Peter didn't dignify the devil with a response. Instead, he coolly declared, "How dare the Desolate Devil Palace emerge in the Immortal World? Did you really think it was without its guardians?"