I Have a Martial Arts Arena That Can Recreate All the World's Techniques

I possess a Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Hall, where countless techniques from the heavens can be cultivated and the fate of all living beings across countless tribulations can be divined.

What you grasped was only the ordinary version. Mine is the enhanced version, the superpowered version.

The Tathagata Palm, practiced ten thousand times.

With a single strike, it blots out the sky and sun. Buddhist chants ring in your ears, and countless rays of Buddha-light shine.

The true Sword Twenty-Three, practiced ten thousand times.

One sword cuts through the air, severing the flow of time and space. It slays heaven and earth, gods and demons.

What? There's also Sword Twenty-Four? Sword Twenty-Five?

The great demons are all stunned. "Twenty-Three is already hard to withstand. What are we supposed to do about Twenty-Four and Twenty-Five?"

With an ancient dragon coiled around his waist, Buddha-light shining behind his head, the patterns of Yin and Yang visible on his body, and the God-Slaying Immortal-Killing Sword in his hand,

Zhang Baichuan: Even gods and demons must avoid me.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.