Lu Yuan had the yacht slowed to a stop, waiting for the speedboat to approach.

There were only two people on the speedboat. One, with dark, thin skin, was responsible for steering. The other was a man in his forties with a crew cut.

Clearly, Lu Yuan and Master Liudao Yuan were standing on the deck of the yacht, looking down from a height.

But this crew-cut man, who came from Martial Saint Island, always gave Lu Yuan the impression that the other was looking down on him. It's hard to imagine how high one must view oneself to create this kind of effect.

"You should leave."

The crew-cut man stood on the speedboat, looking calmly at the two men as he spoke, "Penglai does not welcome outsiders."

"Didn't you see the flag?"

Lu Yuan turned back, pointed at the Heaven Water Sect martial flag on the yacht's mast, then took out a gold-lettered invitation from his pocket and tossed it towards the crew-cut man, smiling. "And we have an invitation to the Martial Arts Convention."

Lu Yuan had Mosa's people help him get the invitation. Since Mosa was involved in organizing the Martial Arts Convention, obtaining an invitation wasn't an issue.

The force Lu Yuan applied to the gold-lettered invitation was just right, allowing the crew-cut man to catch it steadily.

But he didn't even look at it. He casually crumpled it, rubbing the invitation into fine shreds that scattered in the sea breeze.

A hint of mockery appeared on the crew-cut man's face, and he shook his head with a laugh. "We've never used invitations and never issued them."

Lu Yuan's eyes twinkled, but he said nothing.

Beside him, Master Liudao Yuan frowned and said, "The martial flag of my Heaven Water Sect is flying. Why am I not qualified to enter? Is this Cai Huazhang's instruction? Tell him that Master Liudao Yuan is here for him."

Master Liudao Yuan said, word by word, "Didn't Cai Huazhang always want me dead? I have brought what he wanted. If he wants it, then he can come and get it himself..."

The crew-cut man shook his head, his expression unchanging. "As I said, Penglai doesn't welcome you. If you personally have some feud with Master Cai, then you should go to the Heaven Water Sect headquarters and raise a ruckus there. This is Penglai, not a place for you to behave recklessly."

"You..."

A flash of anger crossed Master Liudao Yuan's face. Lu Yuan, standing beside him, even heard the whirring of mechanical components starting inside his body.

It was the first time he had ever seen Liu so enraged; he found it rather amusing.

However, the crew-cut man in the boat below suddenly targeted him, saying, "I know you have another identity. However, it's a pity that even that identity won't work here. You definitely won't get past Penglai's gates today. You had better leave..."

The crew-cut man spoke with an indifferent expression, "If your ship doesn't turn around within ten minutes, don't blame us for resorting to forceful means. I've said all I will. The choice is yours."

After speaking, the crew-cut man gave them a brief glance, instructed the speedboat to turn around, and headed back the way they had come.

Lu Yuan was startled for a moment after listening to the crew-cut man's words.

After a while, he turned to look at Master Liudao Yuan beside him, whose face had darkened like the bottom of a pot. Lu Yuan let out a light breath and said slowly, "Liu, it looks like the plan has changed. Who would have thought that we, the master and disciple from the Heaven Water Sect's Flowing Crane Faction, would come all this way to Penglai, only to be denied entry at the gate."

Master Liudao Yuan's eyes were fixed on the rapidly receding speedboat. Blue light flickered in his eyes, and with a hint of gritted teeth, he asked in a cold voice, "So what? Should we also turn around and go home?"

"That won't be necessary."

Lu Yuan shook his head with a smile.

He looked up at the Heaven Water Sect martial flag fluttering in the wind on the yacht and said in a low voice, "Times have changed, Liu. Your flag isn't recognized here anymore; it's useless. Fortunately... I have another flag..."

"Oh?"

Master Liudao Yuan looked at him, frowning in confusion.

He then saw Lu Yuan casually give an order to someone behind him: "Change the flag."

Soon, a large, new flag rose slowly from the mast. The yacht beneath them restarted and began to move forward at full speed.

The sea breeze blew, causing the huge flag to billow and unfurl.

On the pure gold surface of the flag, a large black sun pattern was emblazoned.

Master Liudao Yuan's pupils contracted. In the center of the black sun, he saw two large, bold characters: "War God."

Immediately afterward, he heard Lu Yuan's voice faintly in his ear.

"No more pretending. Time to lay my cards on the table. Liu, actually, your apprentice... is the current Evil Emperor of the Evil Martial Association. Rest assured, this time I will definitely break through Penglai and help you ascend to the throne of Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch..."

***

"Huh?"

On the sparkling sea surface, Rock Breaking Disciples were being guided by a speedboat, moving slowly towards Martial Saint Island. They had previously coveted and admired a five-story luxury yacht flying the Heaven Water Sect martial flag. Now, they were surprised to see that same yacht stopped outside the island.

"The Sect Master of the Heaven Water Sect is the Chairman of the Martial Arts Association and a Grandmaster. Why can't their boat get onto the island?"

The disciples were extremely puzzled and began discussing fervently.

The silver-haired old man, who had been calm throughout the journey, scoffed coldly. "Heaven Water Sect's boat? That's just an imposter."

"What?"

"Master, you must be joking..."

"When have I ever joked with you?"

The silver-haired old man glanced at the yacht in the distance and said indifferently, "I've already communicated with President Cai and received confirmation from him. The people from the Heaven Water Sect arrived on the island two days ago. This boat, flying the Heaven Water Sect's flag and trying to pass itself off as one of them to get onto the island, is simply ridiculous..."

As he spoke, the silver-haired old man even began to lecture.

"I always teach you that to forge good steel, you must first be strong yourself. No matter what it is, one's own strength is paramount. What's the use of all those fancy trappings if there's no genuine substance? The moment they're put to the test, their true nature is immediately exposed. Just like that ship..."

The silver-haired old man pointed at the yacht in the distance and continued, "A five-story yacht is indeed imposing. But in the end, aren't its passengers still barred from entry? Our boat is small and shabby, true. But with the Rock Breaking Sect's reputation, who would dare stop us?"

As the silver-haired old man spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, a faint look of pride appearing on his face.

The disciples found the situation incredibly bizarre, yet they also felt their master's words were correct. Each of them nodded thoughtfully.

The old man was very satisfied with their reaction and casually instructed, "Alright, gather your belongings. Prepare to disembark."

"Yes, Master."

The disciples responded in agreement. Just as they were preparing to pass through the translucent light barrier surrounding the island and step onto it, a crisp voice suddenly rang out.

"Grandpa, look at that ship!"

Everyone turned to see an oval-faced girl in the crowd, her eyes wide, pointing in a direction. Her face was filled with shock and disbelief.

Everyone followed her gaze.

Instantly, they saw it—the five-story yacht previously stopped by Penglai's messenger was now racing towards the island at full throttle. It looked as if it intended to violently shatter the island's light barrier. Moreover, the banner hanging on the ship had changed at some point, replaced by a majestic black-and-gold flag.

Upon seeing the pattern printed on the flag, the silver-haired old man, who had been composed just moments before, felt his pupils contract sharply, his expression changing drastically.

As if witnessing something utterly unbelievable, he blurted out in shock and astonishment, "War God?!"

***

"VROOM, VROOM..."

The speedboat's engine hummed, cutting a long white line across the sea as it headed towards the island ahead.

The crew-cut man standing on the speedboat watched the protective light barrier draw nearer. He said something to the thin, dark-skinned man steering the boat, who immediately slowed their speed.

The crew-cut man reached into his pocket, apparently intending to retrieve something to create an opening in the protective light barrier before them.

However, just then, the sound of a massive wave came from behind, accompanied by a rapidly spreading shadow over the sea.

The crew-cut man's expression flickered, and he whipped his head around to look.

What met his eyes was a large white yacht accelerating towards them.

"Are they insane?!"

The crew-cut man froze for a moment, then cursed, a laugh born of extreme anger escaping him.

He was about to make a move but then stopped.

Watching the yacht draw closer, heading straight for the protective light barrier, a cold sneer spread across his face.

"Ram it! Go on, ram it hard! This protective light barrier can't even be broken by a missile. I'd like to see if your ship can punch a hole in it... Good words can't persuade a damned fool. These two are truly tired of living!"

The crew-cut man decided not to move, simply standing still on the speedboat, coldly watching the yacht charge directly towards the protective light barrier not far away.

The yacht's wake caused the speedboat beneath his feet to sway slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

As the yacht drew ever closer to the protective light barrier, in the crew-cut man's indifferent eyes, he could almost see the scene that would unfold.

Fire, an explosion, a sinking yacht, an unmoving protective light barrier, the Penglai Grandmasters emerging upon hearing the commotion, and... the old and young pair, dead without a burial place.

However, just as the yacht was less than a nautical mile from the protective light barrier...

Suddenly...

BOOM!

Aboard the white yacht, two figures leaped into the air.

One figure was snow-white and enormous, over four meters tall and laden with so much fat that he resembled a mountain of flesh flying into the sky. With a shrill laugh, he stretched out two gigantic hands and slammed them ferociously onto the light barrier.

BOOM!

Under this heavy blow, the translucent protective light barrier instantly became clearly visible, its surface rippling outwards in countless circles. The entire barrier shook and fluctuated violently.

The terrifying impact even spread to the sea, agitating the surface within a small radius into turbulent waves.

And that wasn't all.

The other leaping figure was wreathed in countless purple electric currents bursting from his body. These currents rapidly converged in his hands, forming a giant purple plasma ball. With a cold shout, he thrust it forward.

The purple plasma ball struck the light barrier, exploding with a massive BOOM! Blinding light erupted, and countless purple electric currents flashed in all directions. The light barrier, already shaking violently from the mountain of flesh's slap, finally succumbed to the impact of the purple plasma ball and shattered completely.

A gigantic hole appeared before the crew-cut man's eyes. Beyond the hole, naturally, lay the Martial Saint Island of Penglai, resembling a paradise on earth.

The five-story white yacht shot straight through the hole, charging aggressively onto the beach in one go.

Amidst the deafening screech of the yacht's hull scraping against the sand, another six figures leaped from the vessel.

Together with the first two, they all unleashed an indescribably terrifying pressure of Evil Energy.

The eight interwoven auras of pressure converged like a giant dark cloud, dimming the light in the sky over this stretch of beach.

At this moment, a gigantic black-and-gold carpet flew up from the white yacht and unfurled. It was then caught by the eight figures, each emanating a terrifying Evil Energy, who slowly spread it out.

Next, a figure with falcon wings flew into the sky and, in a chilling voice, proclaimed loudly, "The current God Emperor of the War God Alliance is here!"

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