My world double door

Since the first time he crossed into this world, Li Yang has been relying on his powerful foundation of incarnation of Daojun to constantly comprehend and evolve the martial arts foundation of this world, wanting to create the most extreme practice method and achieve his own new foundation.

Even today, he has finally achieved something.

Everything has its limits, even the extraordinary martial arts, even this world that can nurture the "Martial God".

Li Yuan clearly felt at this time that his current martial arts root power had reached the martial arts limit of this world.

In his current realm, he has reached the upper limit of this realm in this world.

From this moment on, there are only those who are equal to him and those who are weaker than him in the same realm. There will never be a third possibility, because he has reached the limit in the same realm, and the highest of the rest is the limit, and it is impossible to defeat him!

"Now, it's time to improve the realm."

After the practice, Li Yang was refreshed and very satisfied with his condition. At the same time, he began to take action and stepped into the mountains to find a spiritual place for practice to start the breakthrough of the martial arts sect.

He is now at the seventh level of Wushuai. It is time to break through to Wuzong, so that the gap between all the known Tianjiao and him in the realm is directly eliminated!

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In the misty mountains, there is a quiet valley, which is where Li Yang practices in seclusion. The valley is filled with spiritual energy, as if covered by a layer of gauze, and the surrounding rocks and trees are full of extraordinary vitality due to the nourishment of spiritual energy. Li Yang sits cross-legged on a huge rock in the center of the valley. He has reached the seventh level of Wushuai. His posture is as straight as a pine tree, his face is firm, his eyes are closed, and he is immersed in the world of practice.

Li Yang knows that this stage of practice is a critical moment for accumulation and development. His clothes fluttered gently with the surge of spiritual energy, and with every breath, strands of spiritual energy penetrated from his mouth and nose, and slowly flowed through his body along the meridians. He looked inward at his meridians, where the martial arts power was surging like a river. Although he had reached the seventh level of martial arts, he was not satisfied. His goal was to reach a higher and farther realm. His consciousness was like a sharp eagle eye, examining every subtle change in the martial arts power in the meridians, not missing any signs of a possible breakthrough.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning in this silent valley. After an unknown period of time, Li Yang felt that his martial arts power began to become restless, like a volcano about to erupt. He knew that the opportunity for a breakthrough was coming. He concentrated all his energy and guided the restless martial arts power to impact the meridian barrier. Each impact was like a huge wave hitting a reef, splashing surging martial arts power. Once, twice, three times... the tough meridian barrier began to show a slight crack under this continuous impact.

Beads of sweat gradually oozed out of Li Yang's forehead. He clenched his teeth and increased the intensity of the martial arts power impact. "Boom!" A loud noise sounded, as if a morning bell rang in his body, and the meridian barrier was finally broken through. A large amount of martial arts power poured into the newly opened meridian space like a flood. He succeeded in reaching the 8th level of Wushuai! But Li Yang did not stop at all. He took advantage of the victory and continued to guide the martial arts power towards a higher level with the momentum of this breakthrough.

At this time, the spiritual energy around Li Yang's body formed a huge vortex, whistling and gathering towards him. His skin was shining with a strange light, as if there were stars shining in it. He perfectly integrated the power gained from the new breakthrough with his own martial arts power, and once again charged towards the 9th level of Wushuai. This breakthrough was more difficult. It was a higher level barrier, like a natural moat lying in front of him. But Li Yang's eyes were firm, without any fear. He operated the powerful martial arts power in his body, condensed it into a sharp sword-like force in a clever way, and stabbed the barrier fiercely.

Each stab was accompanied by a powerful fluctuation of martial arts power, and the surrounding rocks exploded and turned into dust under this fluctuation. The spiritual energy in the valley became violent, the wind was howling, and the trees were uprooted, but Li Yang was unaware of it. All his mind was on the key point of the breakthrough. His martial arts power sword slashed on the barrier again and again, splashing brilliant martial arts power sparks. After countless arduous efforts, the barrier finally loosened under his tenacious impact. Li Yang seized this fleeting opportunity, gathered all the martial arts power in his body at one point, and burst out with unprecedented power. "Crack!" The barrier was broken, and he successfully broke through to the 9th level of Wushuai.

However, Li Yang's steps did not stop. His goal was the legendary Wuzong realm. At this time, the martial arts power in his body was like a vast ocean, surging. He knew that breaking through to the Wuzong realm required not only the accumulation of martial arts power, but also a deep understanding of martial arts. He calmed down and recalled his battles and training experiences along the way. The life-and-death moments when fighting against powerful enemies and the difficulties and obstacles encountered in training all came to his mind one by one.

He drew strength from these memories and comprehended the true meaning of martial arts. His martial arts power began to undergo a wonderful change, gradually transforming from the original vigorous and fierce to a deeper and more mysterious state. His breath became long and distant, as if it was integrated with the world. In this wonderful state, Li Yang began to guide the martial arts power to impact the barrier of the martial arts realm. This barrier was like the chaotic energy at the beginning of chaos, and it was extremely solid, but Li Yang had the experience of previous breakthroughs and the understanding of martial arts, so he launched an attack in an orderly manner.

His martial arts power was like an awakened dragon, circling and dancing in his body, charging towards the barrier again and again. Each impact was accompanied by the resonance of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Strange celestial phenomena appeared in the valley, colorful clouds gathered, and auspicious light enveloped it. After a hard fight, Li Yang finally broke the last shackles and successfully broke through to the first level of Wuzong. In an instant, his momentum soared into the sky, like a scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly. His power is no longer limited to himself, as if connected to the power of the entire world. This is the magic of the Wuzong realm. Li Yang slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam in his eyes. He knew that a new journey was waiting for him, and he would meet the challenges of the future with a stronger attitude.

In this valley, Li Yang completed a shocking breakthrough, and his legend continues to be written. His name will leave a strong and colorful mark in the long history of martial arts. He stood up, his posture was straight, like a god of war descending, and walked out of the valley. Every step was filled with firm belief and endless power, which was the demeanor of a martial arts master. His figure gradually disappeared at the end of the valley, but the brilliance he showed when he broke through remained in the valley forever, becoming a legendary story passed down by later generations.

With his departure, the valley began to slowly return to calm, and the destroyed rocks and trees seemed to feel a new power in the breath of his departure. New buds emerged from the roots of the shattered trees, and tender green moss grew in the cracks of the rocks. Everything was developing towards new vitality, just like Li Yang's breakthrough in martial arts, opening a new chapter. The road he walked left not only traces of battle, but also a spiritual symbol that inspired future generations to move forward courageously, giving countless martial artists the motivation and direction to move forward on the road to the peak of martial arts. After Li Yang broke through to the first level of martial arts, his perception of the world also changed dramatically. He could feel the flow of every trace of spiritual energy in the air, as if those spiritual energies were part of his body. He could hear the sound of birds flapping their wings in the distant mountains and forests, and even distinguish the subtle differences of each leaf swaying in the wind. This keen perception of the world made him more deeply realize the power of the martial arts realm.

He continued to move forward, every step was light and full of power, and the land under his feet seemed to cheer for his arrival. His state of mind also became more stable after the breakthrough, like a deep ancient well, without waves. The distracting thoughts and troubles that once troubled him, in front of this new realm, all dissipated like passing clouds and smoke. What he is thinking about now is how to further improve himself in this higher realm and explore the deeper mysteries of martial arts.

In front of him, a rushing river appeared. The river water was clear and the fish swam happily in it. Li Yang walked to the river, squatted down, and reached out to touch the river water. The river water became docile under his fingertips, as if paying tribute to him, a strong man. He looked at his reflection in the water, a face full of confidence and strength. He smiled slightly, knowing that he was no longer the same person he used to be. He stood up, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed towards the distance. His figure, under the shining sun, drew a long shadow, just like the glorious footprints he left on the road of martial arts, forever engraved in the long river of history.

Whether it was the beasts in the mountains and forests or the birds in the sky, they all avoided Li Yang after feeling his breath. He was like the master of this world, exuding an awe-inspiring breath. His cultivation path was still long, but this breakthrough was undoubtedly an important milestone in his martial arts career. He will take this glory and strength to face more brutal challenges in the future, to write his own legendary story, and become an immortal monument in the world of martial arts.

When night fell and the stars twinkled, Li Yang stopped on an empty grassland. He looked up at the starry sky, and a sense of pride surged in his heart. He knew that under this vast universe, although his power was already very strong, there was still a wider world waiting for him to explore. He sat on the ground and entered the state of cultivation again to consolidate the realm of Wuzong's first level that he had just broken through. His martial arts divine power flickered in the night, like the brightest star in the night sky, reflecting each other with the stars in the sky. His soul seemed to be connected with the heaven and earth at this moment, absorbing the endless energy between heaven and earth, and constantly injecting new vitality into his martial arts path.

The breeze on the grassland blew gently, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants, surrounding Li Yang. He was immersed in this quiet and powerful atmosphere and forgot everything. There was only martial arts in his mind, only the belief of constantly improving himself. Under this starry sky, he was like a rising star, emitting dazzling light, illuminating his way forward. His breakthrough was not only an improvement in his own strength, but also a sublimation of spirit, a manifestation of the ultimate pursuit of martial arts.

As time went by, Li Yang practiced on this grassland for a whole night. When the first ray of sunlight at dawn shone on him, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of brilliance. He stood up and stretched, his bones crackling as if playing a victory melody.

"Martial Sect Realm, not bad."

Li Yang showed a pleasant smile, and returned to Wuji Sect leisurely, intending to show his cultivation in exchange for more sect resources and support.

He just arrived at the sect and received a message, raising his eyebrows.

"The battlefield of all races? The place where the geniuses of all races in the world are truly trained? A world that is completely believed to specify the rules of heaven and earth?"

Li Yang felt the information sent to him by the sect master through the air, and his eyes flashed when he thought of his [Infinite Seal]. His figure instantly came to an ancient teleportation array in the sect, and disappeared on the spot under the witness of the sect master and the elders.

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In this vast land, a battlefield of all races is like a sleeping giant beast, exuding a bloody and cruel breath. The battlefield stretches to the horizon, as if it is a huge wound between heaven and earth that cannot be healed.

The sky was dyed a dim yellow by the thick gunpowder smoke, like an ancient canvas burned by a raging fire. The sun struggled to penetrate the smoke, and the light it shed was no longer warm, but with a strange blood red, as if it had laid a mourning red carpet for this cruel battlefield. The howling wind carried the breath of death, making the flags on the battlefield flutter. Those flags represented the races that participated in the war. Now they were blackened by gunpowder and soaked in blood, but they still danced stubbornly in the wind, showing the last dignity of each race.

On the battlefield, the land was devastated. The green mountains and clear waters had long disappeared, replaced by huge pits, which were the traces left by powerful spells and giant weapons. The soil and rocks on the edge of the pits were charred black, as if they had been burned by the fire of hell. Some pits still had undried blood, gathering into dark red blood pools, emitting a pungent smell. Around the blood pools, there were piles of corpses, and warriors of various races were intertwined with each other. There are giants with tall stature and skin as tough as armor. Their bodies are covered with wounds from swords and knives. Even after death, their majestic faces still have an unyielding look. There are also elves with agile stature, pointed ears and smart eyes. Their bodies are scattered with exquisite bows and broken swords. Their beautiful faces still have the perseverance and determination during the battle. There are also dwarves with short stature but strong and powerful stature. They still hold the battle axes in their hands tightly, as if ready to continue fighting in the afterlife.

In the center of the battlefield is an ancient castle that has collapsed halfway. The walls of the castle used to be towering into the sky, built of huge stones, and each stone was engraved with ancient runes. These runes once shone with mysterious power and protected the creatures in the castle. However, now, many parts of the walls have collapsed, and the runes are dim. The gate of the castle has long been broken. In the hall behind the gate, huge stone pillars are broken and the ceiling is crumbling. This was once the center of commanding battles, but now it has become a ruin. Only the mottled murals left on the walls can still vaguely show its former glory. The soldiers in the paintings are brave and fearless. They may never have thought that one day their homeland would become like this.

=(End of this chapter)