Published: November 30, -0001
The heavens trembled, and at this moment, it felt as if a demon from hell had awakened. A mysterious, cold aura surged, devouring all things in the world.
An astonishing devouring force emanated from the mysterious rusted sword, striking towards Feng Shaoyu.
"What?"
Feng Shaoyu coldly snorted, disregarding the need to capture Zhou Zhiwei, and turned to throw a punch. With a thunderous sound, it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting; the entire ruin trembled violently, as if two peerless masters were clashing.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two forces collided like roaring waves, each impact bursting forth with terrifying killing intent, enough to easily annihilate a peak Martial Emperor.
"A mere sword, yet it can withstand my imperial might. What kind of divine weapon is this?"
Feng Shaoyu said in a low voice, revealing his anger, and became even more forceful.
Whoosh!
The mysterious rusted sword became even colder, transforming into a vast black ocean. A chilling aura spread out, causing Qin Chen and the others to feel a wave of dizziness, as if they were witnessing endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, plunging into the depths of hell.
"Jie jie jie!"
In that sea of corpses and blood, a pitch-black figure screamed madly, its sinister and evil presence dancing with its hands. The mysterious rusted sword became increasingly violent, and endless sword energy erupted, spreading a furious and wrathful aura.
It was furious, seemingly enraged at being trapped in this space, going mad and roaring at the heavens.
Buzz!
The mysterious rusted sword became increasingly eerie, while the true essence in Qin Chen's body rapidly drained away, unable to replenish the sword's power. Yet, the force it unleashed became increasingly terrifying, crashing down, as the sword light pierced the heavens, gradually overpowering Feng Shaoyu.
Puh! Puh! Puh!
Feng Shaoyu's aura weakened, being relentlessly consumed by the mysterious rusted sword.
Feng Shaoyu was furious; no matter how he attacked, he could not withstand this force, and his aura was rapidly diminishing.
"Leave!"
He turned his hand and wrapped his Martial Emperor will around Feng Yu Lei, intending to take him away from this place.
"Your Majesty!"
The fierce Mo Martial Emperor cried out in terror, crawling on the ground, panic etched on his face. What would he do once the Emperor left this place?
"Qiankun Creation Jade Disc!"
Qin Chen would not let Feng Shaoyu leave. At this moment, to retain Feng Shaoyu, he disregarded everything, directly urging the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc. Instantly, an infinite power of space spread out, sealing this area of heaven and earth.
In the void, through the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc, Qin Chen seemed to hear something deep within the Demon Tribe Continent calling to him.
What was this?
He felt suspicious but had no time to think too much. He frantically urged the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc, and instantly, this space was trapped. The mysterious rusted sword, along with the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc, imprisoned Feng Shaoyu's Martial Emperor will within this realm.
"To block me, you think too highly of yourself."
Feng Shaoyu scoffed and soared into the air, booming as he attempted to tear apart the seal of this space. The Qiankun Creation Jade Disc trembled; the space power within Qin Chen was too weak to exert its strength. Just as it seemed the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc was about to give way, suddenly, a buzz—a mist of space above the space pool nearby surged wildly into the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc.
The Qiankun Creation Jade Disc radiated with brilliant light, as if it had revived. The originally trembling void stabilized instantly, becoming indestructible, even isolating Feng Shaoyu's willpower that was penetrating from the Ancient Yu Realm.
Qin Chen was overjoyed; unexpectedly, the willpower of Feng Shaoyu, which could not be blocked even by the Ancient Yu Realm and the Demon Tribe Continent, was instantly severed by the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc, unable to penetrate through.