“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.

his declaration. They were

Chinese mythical stories about saints

“No!”

“That's impossible!”

no ghosts nor

is superstition and

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 and

accept such ideas and found them

others said, just like Mo Gucheng, he held

could change his mind

all the Chinese martial artists were heading for death. Chu Sect would confidently run

So there is really sainthood? A realm

Chu Yuan's

power and skills in the martial arts world was to achieve the status of supreme grandmaster, to be ranked number one in

made him realize there was another

was revealed to him that beyond the

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

among the top! However, at that instant, he realized he still had a long way to

sense of dejection. He was demoralized by the thought that he would die before achieving the god realm and had no opportunity to take a peek into what was beyond that. To someone

to see for himself what sainthood was like. He wondered if a saint would develop the ability to fly away and leave

Ye Qingtian looked up into the

saw that

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, Chu Yuan! Whoever stands in

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 can stop me from my ambition!” Chu Yuan burst out in arrogant laughter, pleased with

and told you what you wanted to know. Now, it's time I send you

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

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

“Duck, Ye!”

“War God!”

“Watch out!”

at Ye Qingtian, warning him. No one expected Chu Yuan would launch his

martial arts world. He had

the light darts, he chose to

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