Graylen

"A legendary powerhouse of Tianwu Continent - Qin Chen, once fell from grace in the Martial Realm due to betrayal by a close friend. Three centuries later, he reincarnated into the body of a bullied illegitimate son of a noble prince. Utilizing his profound knowledge from his past life, he cultivated spiritual power, refined divine pills, defied the heavens, and rose to power with unstoppable force. Thus began his awe-inspiring journey to reclaim glory, a legendary odyssey that would shake the entire continent to its core."

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Martial Cultivation Realms
Human Level → Earth Level → Heaven Level → Mystic Level →Martial Ancestor → Martial Venerable → Martial King →Martial Sovereign → Martial Emperor →Mortal Saint → Earth Saint → Heavenly Saint → Saint Lord →Human Paragon → Earth Paragon → Heaven Paragon → Supreme Paragon →Transcendent Realm
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Sub Realm Progression
Quasi-[Realm] → Initial Stage → Initial Peak →Middle Stage → Middle Peak → Late Stage → Late Peak

God of War Dominates

Qin Chen's eyes flashed cold. He kicked Wei Zhen the Younger, sending him crashing into a wall. Blood sprayed as the bandaged youth wailed like a slaughtered pig.

After confirming Lin Tian and Zhang Ying's injuries were superficial, Qin Chen straightened—only to sense a tempest of rage behind him.

Wei Zhen the Elder lunged, fists shrouded in mountainous Qi. His strike carried the weight of collapsing peaks, furniture splintering under the pressure.

Qin Chen pivoted, his fist lashing out in a counterstrike that met Wei Zhen's assault head-on.

The collision shook the room. Qin Chen stood unwavering, while Wei Zhen staggered back, his face twisting in disbelief.

"Impossible…!" Wei Zhen the Elder spat blood, his arrogance crumbling. A Human Realm peak expert—outmatched by a mid-stage youth?

Qin Chen advanced, disdain sharp as blades. "A mere peacock, flaunting feathers. Your 'strength' is ash in the wind."

Wei Zhen roared, veins bulging. "Five Peaks Divine Fist—Mount Tai Crushes the Sky!"

His fists coalesced into a phantom mountain, crushing downward. Floor tiles cracked; air screamed.

Qin Chen's response was a single punch—simple, precise. It pierced the illusion, striking the technique's fatal flaw.

Wei Zhen hurtled backward, embedding into the wall. Blood dribbled from his lips as despair hollowed his eyes.

"N-No…!" Wei Zhen the Younger whimpered, frozen in terror.

Qin Chen strode forward, a blade of cold intent. "Your 'divine fist' crumbles like sand."

Chapter 21: The Five Peaks Divine Fist