Chen Tian's figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes. Countless martial artists looked at the young man before them, exchanging glances. Then, someone spoke first, "Punch Saint, are you trifling with us?"
"No, no! Esteemed Martial Gods, he is indeed a Martial God. I know you don't believe me, but I'm not mistaken."
Qing Long also spoke timidly. Everyone present was a Martial God from various nations, beings he couldn't afford to offend.
Chen Tian also spoke, "What, you don't believe me?"
"Not just me, but everyone here doesn't believe you. Your aura is exactly like that of a mortal. How can you be a martial artist? Little fellow, this is not your home. Leave quickly. As for you, Punch Saint, I will punish you thoroughly after we return from the war."
The middle-aged man sitting on the left glared fiercely at Qing Long, his face filled with worry. Chen Tian slowly stepped in front of Qing Long and said, "How can I prove I am not a Martial God?"
"Kid, you don't need to prove anything. Your aura shows no signs of a martial artist, nor that of a cultivator. You're just a mortal."
"A mortal? Heh, then will you dare to fight me, this mortal? You are all Martial Gods here. If I can defeat you, won't that prove I am a Martial God?"
As Chen Tian's words fell, the surroundings fell silent. The youth he pointed at's face flushed with anger. "Kid, stop seeking death! I wouldn't deign to fight a mere mortal. Besides, there's a rule for martial artists not to attack ordinary people."
"You're just afraid, aren't you? A mere Martial God fearing me, a mortal? Won't you be laughed at if this gets out? That's it? And you call yourself a Martial God!"
Facing Chen Tian's taunts, the youth slapped the table with both palms, instantly reducing it to powder. He then said, "Kid, you brought this upon yourself. Don't blame me. A Martial God cannot be insulted!"
"Alright, then you will fight him. If you can defeat Ren Mie, we will believe you possess the strength of a Martial God, and everyone present will apologize to you. If you lose, you will pay with your life!"
A Martial God slowly spoke, and the other Martial Gods nodded in agreement. In their eyes, the life of a mere mortal was insignificant.
Chen Tian also spoke, "Martial God Chen Tian, codename God Lord, I request your guidance!"
"Martial God Ren Mie, codename: Ren Tian Liu, I request your guidance!"
The two faced each other, and then Ren Mie's figure instantly appeared before Chen Tian. He slowly swung his left fist, using less than ten percent of his strength. In Ren Mie's view, Chen Tian was just a mortal, and ten percent of his strength would be enough to obliterate him.
As the fist slowly approached Chen Tian, Chen Tian's eyes slowly opened. Instantly, Ren Mie's fist stopped inches from Chen Tian. Chen Tian slowly extended his arm and said, "You are too weak. I don't even need to use any strength against you."
Then, with a sweep of his left arm, a thunderous roar echoed. The wall shattered, and Ren Mie's body consecutively crashed through eight rooms before finally stopping, embedded in the ground. With a snap of his fingers, the countless shattered rooms and walls miraculously restored themselves.
The entire conference hall fell silent. Such immense power. He hadn't even fully exerted himself, merely swinging his arm, and Ren Mie was effortlessly defeated. Was this still a Martial God? This level of strength was something they had only seen in one person.
Then, all the Martial Gods looked towards the figure sitting in the central position. Sweat beaded on their foreheads. This meant the young man before them was on the same level as that supreme being. Gods above!
Then, as if on cue, the entire conference hall erupted with apologies.
Chen Tian extended both hands, and the entire conference hall became even more refined. Chen Tian spoke, "There's no need for this. Your cultivation system is different from mine. I am not a martial artist, nor a cultivator. I believe some of you have already noticed that my cultivation system far surpasses yours, which is why you cannot discern my aura!"
"I am here only to stop the rampant spread of demonic energy. What is the current situation?"
"We are unsure, Your Excellency Martial God. Are you referring to that strange aura as demonic energy?"
"Yes, that aura is demonic energy, originating from another universe. It can attach itself to any living being, causing mutations and transforming humans into entirely new species. Those species are the Demonic Spirit Race."
As Chen Tian's words fell, the surrounding Martial Gods fell silent. Then, the figure sitting in the center slowly spoke, "Your name is Chen Tian, is it not?"
"Yes."
"But I feel as though we have met before. Not in a game, but in reality."
Chen Tian also spoke, "We have met, but you have forgotten. Pigeon!"
"Chen Tian! It's been a long time. I didn't expect you to be so powerful in reality too!"
"And I didn't expect you to be in this position."
Seeing the familiar exchange between the two, everyone around them froze. The young man before them actually knew this supreme being. Oh my gods, didn't they just put themselves in mortal danger?
Judging by their conversation, it seemed like a dialogue between equals. This meant the young man before them was a being of the same caliber as this supreme being.
Chen Tian then said, "Now, let us begin the meeting! I will state this first: I am human, a native of this world. I hope you will not overthink things. The other cultivation systems were obtained through fortuitous encounters."
"I have a question!"
A young man carrying a sword slowly spoke. Chen Tian replied, "Please, ask."
"Between cultivators and your system, which is stronger?"
"They are different. You cultivators cultivate spiritual energy and the laws of heaven and earth, while we cultivate ourselves. They are not the same, each with its own strengths. Also, why isn't Bai Ze here?"
"You know Senior Brother Bai Ze? Senior Brother Bai Ze is in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. The sect sent me to attend this meeting."
The young man looked relieved. Then, Chen Tian and the others began their meeting. However, halfway through, an alarm sounded. Chen Tian asked, "What is it?"
"Damn it, those beasts have launched an attack! Everyone, proceed to the Western Fortress, we must hold it!"
Long Lie Tian said urgently, and everyone nodded, then headed towards the Western Fortress.
At the Western Fortress, countless cultivators flew through the sky on their swords, while martial artists stood on the ground. Facing the dense swarm of mutated creatures, they showed no signs of retreat, prepared to die.
If this place couldn't be held, the entire Earth would be in peril. As the mutated creatures charged, the war began.
The Martial Gods stood atop the fortress. Chen Tian opened his divine eyes. The Martial Gods who were about to act were stopped by Chen Tian's words: "Wait! Don't rush to attack. These mutated creatures are being commanded, and their leader is not of low rank."
"If you attack rashly, be careful of traps!"
All the Martial Gods and cultivators halted their advance. Chen Tian spoke again, "There are eight leaders, and sixteen general-level Demonic Spirit Race members. Pigeon, you and I will deal with those eight leaders. The rest will handle the general-level Demonic Spirit Race. Here are their positions, I will transmit them to your minds."
Chen Tian extended his finger, and a torrent of information shot out, entering everyone's minds. Yun Yan spoke, "Your Excellency Martial God, why are we dealing with the general-level ones? You and the Martial God will face the leaders? We can help."
"Help? You're going to your deaths. Your martial arts system, at the Martial God level, can at most contend with general-level Demonic Spirit Race members. These are not just mutated creatures, but a true race, a race like yours. Frankly, only cultivators can fully contend with the Demonic Spirit Race."
"The Demonic Spirit Race's system originates from the gods. Do you think humanity can slaughter gods? Cultivators are different. Cultivators can achieve godhood once they reach a certain level, which is why cultivators are more powerful than martial artists."
"I believe the representative from Kunlun Sect understands this, right?"
"Yes, cultivators can become gods and ascend to the God Realm once they reach the Void Unity realm. Human martial artists are different. If your realm reaches the Spirit Human Mirror, you might be able to contend with general-level opponents, but as you are now, you can only fight in numbers, otherwise, you have no chance."
"Then why are you directly going after the leaders? The generals are already so powerful, so the leaders must be even stronger. You two are the strongest among us. Isn't this going to your deaths?"
"No, this is not going to our deaths, but to kill them. I said my cultivation system is different from yours, and so is his. The two of us are enough."
"Pigeon, do you trust me?"
"When have I ever not trusted you? You say we can do it, so let's do it!"
"Let's go!"
Chen Tian's back unfurled pure white wings, and he soared into the sky, heading towards the distant planet. Pigeon's golden wings also spread, following Chen Tian's trajectory.
Meanwhile, the war on the battlefield continued. While the mutated creatures lacked intelligence and were ruthlessly slain, their numbers were hundreds of times greater than humanity's. The battlefield became fierce.
Cultivators unleashed their spells, and martial artists brandished their weapons, all to protect Earth.
In the vastness of space, this war was known only to the martial artists. The mortals living on Earth were living their lives peacefully.