Martial Master

At this moment, everyone was shocked, trembling under the aura of Feng Shaoyu.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Ji Ru Yue, Chen Si Si, You Qian Xue, and others were coughing up blood, while the Skeleton Helmsman was shuddering as well.

The will of a Martial God was something everyone had seen many times, but to see it create such effects was a first.

Just a single aura made the sky tremble and the void collapse, unable to endure it.

Xuan Yuan Emperor!

The supreme being of the top-tier force, Xuan Yuan Empire, was astonishing. His strength was so overwhelming that it could easily wipe out the Martial God powerhouses of the other major forces.

"We cannot let Feng Shaoyu's aura descend."

Qin Chen leaped into the air, countless lightning bolts bursting forth from his body, transforming him into a lightning deity, striking out violently.

His expression was fierce, his gaze more serious than ever as he roared.

Three hundred years of hatred, unleashed in one strike!

Boom!

Feng Shaoyu reached out, his ethereal hand resembling a supreme demon lord from ancient darkness, pointing out with just one finger to block Qin Chen's attack. No matter how the lightning roared like a furious dragon, it was firmly suppressed by that ever-ethereal finger.

This was just a finger of nothingness, a very weak Martial God will, yet it could suppress Qin Chen's full-powered strike—this was terrifying.

"Why does your aura feel somewhat familiar?"

Feng Shaoyu muttered, a look of confusion appearing on his face. From the moment the will descended, he felt that the aura of this young man in front of him was quite strange, vaguely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

However, he paid no mind to it; the terrifying will continued to spread, attempting to break through the seal of the Ancient Yu Realm.

"Trying to break through the seal of the Ancient Yu Realm?"

Qin Chen quickly formed hand seals, and in an instant, countless streams of light intertwined around Feng Shaoyu, attempting to suppress him, trying to sever Feng Shaoyu's descent.

Complex runes flowed, forming a vast array of Dao runes, pressing down.

Puff!

Feng Yu Lei's body trembled under this force, cracking open as blood splattered everywhere.

"Ah!"

He screamed in agony, his eyes filled with horror. The Father Emperor was descending with boundless might, and this guy could still act under the power of the Father Emperor—it was too terrifying.

Ordinary Martial Emperor powerhouses would have probably had their souls shattered into ashes by now.

"Father Emperor, save me quickly!"

Feng Yu Lei cried out in panic, his body fracturing.

"Daring to act in front of This Emperor, die!"

Feng Shaoyu was outraged, his eyes bursting with divine light as he pressed down with one palm. Boom! The entire void trembled, the sky quivered, and it seemed he was about to strike Qin Chen below when a black shadow suddenly appeared, blocking in front of Qin Chen.

It was the Skeleton Helmsman!

Bang!

The terrifying palm force swept through, and the Skeleton Helmsman's body exploded, blood flying, his body riddled with wounds, as if he had been blown apart.

"Hahaha, daring to be arrogant before the Father Emperor, that's asking for death."

"Great Emperor, exterminate them all!"

The fierce Mo Martial Emperor also exclaimed with joy, his scalp tingling with excitement.

This was the Xuan Yuan Emperor; even a will that had not fully descended could easily obliterate late-stage Martial Emperor experts, unmatched.

"What?"

But the next moment, their eyes widened in disbelief. After the black-clad man was exploded, he acted as if nothing had happened and soared into the sky again, swinging a blood-red battle spear towards Feng Shaoyu.

"Eh!"

Feng Shaoyu was surprised, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and slapped down again. Boom! The Skeleton Helmsman was once more sent flying.

This time, his injuries were even worse, revealing the golden bones inside, shining like they were made of gold.

"An aura of the Demon Tribe?"

Feng Shaoyu said in a cold voice, his gaze suddenly sharp, roaring: "Why did you kill my son?"