“To lead the world? I'm already the most powerful person in this world, so why do I care about leading the world?” Chu Yuan gave a wry smile and said in a tone full of contempt.

“This tiny earth and you people are nothing in my eyes,” Chu Yuan arrogantly declared.

He had placed himself in a league beyond mere humans, and even the Earth was considered small and uninteresting to him.

If such words came out of another person's mouth, that person would be seen as a madman who was talking nonsense.

However, it did not sound wrong coming from Chu Yuan. After all, he had earned the right to be arrogant.

Ye Qingtian believed him when he said that, and Chu Yuan's words aroused his curiosity.

Chu Sect had devoted a lot of efforts and resources through the years to dominate the world. If Chu Yuan's aim was not to lead the world, Ye Qingtian could not help but wonder what his motive was.

“Can you tell me what is your motive? I'm about to die anyway, so the least you can do is to let me die without the regret of not knowing why,” Ye Qingtian probed.

“Sure. No harm in telling you this. For the past centuries, all the heads of Chu Sect wanted to unite the martial arts worlds under us. We're not after riches or power. Our aim is to achieve sainthood!” Chu Yuan shared.

What?

Chu Yuan's reply shocked Ye Qingtian.

King of Fighters, Sword Saint, and all the Chinese martial artists stared with their eyes wide open, astonished to hear such a reply as well.

Sai—sainthood? Do saints really exist? Can laymen like us really attain sainthood?

Ye Qingtian's eyes narrowed as he pondered on the many questions in his mind. His emotions were in overdrive, stunned by Chu Yuan's revelation.

What Chu Yuan had said was beyond reality, and beyond anyone's imagination. Saints belonged to myths, and it was a concept most people found difficult to comprehend and accept.

Yet, the head of Chu Sect openly and affirmatively revealed that was his ultimate aim, making everyone wonder if saints really do exist.

“Ignorant fools like you have tunnel vision. All you see is the tiny world around you. You fail to see the true essence of things. Just like the frog in the well knows nothing of the sea, you commoners have no clue of the existence of saints and the magical sainthood.” Chu Yuan belittled his doubters.

“Ye Qingtian, I have some respect for you, so I shall share a secret with you before you die. Our forefather, Chu Yunyang, was a man that had attained sainthood!

“You doubt the existence of saints, but our ancestor Mr. Yunyang had reached that realm long ago. His title is Saint Yunyang. The Chu family can dominate the world for so many years because we have holy blood in us!” Chu Yuan proudly declared.

by his declaration. They were utterly confused and

the Chinese mythical stories about

“No!”

“That's impossible!”

ghosts nor saints in

is superstition and a

are trying to

Yuan. I, Mo Gucheng—King of Fighters, don't believe in such superstition!” Mo Gucheng suddenly raised his voice and chided, rejecting the notion of saints

not accept such ideas

others said, just like Mo Gucheng,

change his mind

was destined to be eradicated, and all the Chinese martial artists were heading for death. Chu Sect would confidently run over the whole

sainthood? A realm beyond

dazed by Chu Yuan's revelation and

the martial arts world was to achieve the status of supreme grandmaster, to be

realize

to him that

struck him that knowledge and skills knew no boundaries. One could always strive for a breakthrough and reach greater

thought he was close to being among the top! However, at that instant, he realized he still had a long way to go in terms

He was demoralized by the thought that he would die before achieving the god realm and had no opportunity to take

the ability to fly away and leave the earth. He was also

Qingtian looked

Yuan saw that and laughed

tell me you are dreaming of becoming a saint too? Forget it, Ye Qingtian! At this moment, the only person who has the ability to achieve sainthood is me,

indeed a threat to me some years back. I feared he would be the one to attain sainthood instead of me. Thank goodness he is dead! With him gone, no one in this world

what you wanted to know. Now, it's time I send you to meet your maker!” Chu

of blinding sparks shot out from his hand, flying toward Ye Qingtian. It was as if millions of darts were heading toward the target board.

waved his arm, and millions of blinding sparks shot out from his hand, flying toward Ye Qingtian. It was as if millions of darts were heading toward the target board. The blinding lights brought with

“Duck, Ye!”

“War God!”

“Watch out!”

and the other martial artists screamed at Ye Qingtian, warning him. No one expected Chu Yuan would

martial arts world. He had vowed to protect them, even at the

dodging the light darts, he chose to take them on,

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