Among the crowd, discerning people saw Jiang Ye's actions and exclaimed loudly.
"What is the seventh level of innateness? Is innateness still divided into stages?"
I started asking questions if I didn’t understand something.
"Isn't this nonsense? Of course Xiantian is divided into stages, and the combat power of each level increases geometrically. However, I only know that Xiantian has five levels, but I didn't expect that there are seven levels?"
"That's right! There are seven levels. The seventh level is the highest level of innateness! It is the pinnacle of earth's martial arts! If you take one step further, you will really be a god."
"God, are you so awesome?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? How can you pass through the void without being awesome?"
"Then tell me, who can win this time? Is it the warrior god Watanabe Ichi or this Jiang Ye?"
"Who knows? If the Martial God can be revered as the Martial God who protects the country, then he is naturally very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he is still at the seventh level of Xiantian. But now Jiang Ye is also at the seventh level of Xiantian. It's hard to say who will be born and who will suffer.
"
Amidst the boiling discussion, Jiang Ye walked through the void, climbed up to the sky step by step, and finally reached the top of Tokyo Tower.
"You came."
A thin old man with white hair was sitting cross-legged on the ground. When he saw Jiang Ye coming, he greeted Jiang Ye softly.
His voice was light and friendly, unique to an old man. His body looked no different from an ordinary elderly man, but his hands were definitely not what an old man should have.
Those were a pair of hands that were as white and clean as a newborn baby. They were currently placed on a long knife that was crossed across his legs. It was an ancient Japanese samurai sword with a dark handle and a dark scabbard.
Jiang Ye's eyes swept over Watanabe's body, hand, and knife one by one, and then nodded slightly.
"Where did my master's nameless things go? Can you give me the answer?"
Watanabe nodded.
"The things your master left behind are divided into two parts. The first part is about the inheritance of martial arts, some are superficial and some are advanced. This part has been scattered throughout the Japanese martial arts world. For these things, we have
Unable to return it, I can only say, thank you master for the gift; as for the second part, it is about the secret of an ancient ruins. It is said that the secret of the immortal is hidden in that place. That place is in Gan Province, China."
Watanabe stood up as he spoke.
The way he stood up was not like a normal sitting person, with two legs supporting the body, but the whole body was suspended, and then the legs were slowly placed on the ground.
He can also fly through the void, which means that his strength is also at the seventh level of innate strength.
To be precise, it is at least the seventh level of innateness.
"I told you the answer you want. Now, I also have a question to ask you."
Watanabe said slowly.
"you say."
Jiang Ye also respected this old man who respected him.
"How did you enter the seventh level of Xiantian?"
Watanabe asked with deep curiosity.
"As far as I know, in the world of martial arts, there has not been a master of the seventh level of Xiantian for a hundred years. I didn't expect that China would have another master who is still so young. I really can't help but be curious."
Jiang Ye immediately understood Watanabe's intention in asking this question.
He was worried that there would be some extraordinary sect or force in the Chinese martial arts world that could make the younger generation of martial arts people progress so rapidly.
He needs to have some understanding of that sect or force so that he can target it in the next step.
Thinking about it, the corners of Jiang Ye's mouth curled up slightly.
"It seems that you are very confident that you can kill me."
Watanabe was silent.
"In that case, let's see the truth. If you defeat me, I will reveal all my secrets."