Martial Master

“Ha ha ha, Ji Jing Dan Di, you really came quickly!” A loud laughter echoed at the fork in the road, as a solid figure appeared. With a booming presence, it was a large man holding a giant hammer, radiating an imposing aura.

“Luo Zi Mo?” Upon seeing the newcomer, Ji Jing Dan Di's gaze focused.

“He is the Supreme Elder of the Qi Hall.” Although many did not recognize the burly man with the giant hammer, upon hearing his name, their pupils constricted, revealing horror. Luo Zi Mo.

The Supreme Elder of the Qi Hall, a Ninth Level Artifact Master, who had forged many imperial weapons, was one of the most renowned top powers within the Qi Hall.

With the arrival of Luo Zi Mo, a terrifying aura descended. Everyone felt several powerful presences wash over them, making it difficult to breathe, their eyes almost freezing.

Long Ba Tian, Chu Hua Han, and many other strong practitioners stood proudly, their expressions cold, frowning as they looked toward the three paths ahead. “It seems this Emperor has arrived late.” Not long after, another laugh rang out, and an old man appeared on the scene. With frosty hair and a rosy complexion, he had an ageless appearance, exuding an astonishing aura, revealing an imperial presence as if he looked down upon everyone, seemingly disregarding outsiders entirely. “Qiu Pu Chun…” Long Ba Tian narrowed his eyes; this was another formidable figure, a hidden elder from the Bloodline Sacred Land.

“Ha ha ha, it seems everyone has mostly arrived. Now there are three forks ahead; I wonder how everyone intends to proceed?” Ji Jing Dan Di smiled slightly and spoke calmly.

“This is simple; we can just walk through each one.” Long Ba Tian laughed heartily and stepped toward the first fork.

As he stepped forward, he naturally drew the attention of many, who were unwilling to be left behind, their gazes flashing as they followed him toward the first fork. Those who made it this far were not all top-tier experts; some were even peak Martial Emperors, and those who arrived here relied solely on luck. Facing this bizarre ancient demon land, it was only by following top-tier experts like Long Ba Tian that they could remain safe.

As they entered the first fork, a cliff suddenly appeared before them, a long precipice leading to the abyss opposite, with waves of demonic energy rising from the bottom of the cliff. Long Ba Tian and the others, being top-tier powerhouses, immediately sensed a strong feeling of danger in their minds, as if there were a monster with a gaping maw at the bottom of the abyss, ready to devour everyone.

Danger!

This was the only feeling that surged in their minds. “You, go up this cliff.”

Long Ba Tian's gaze hardened as he coldly instructed a nearby martial artist.

“Senior.” The martial artist jumped in fright, looking at Long Ba Tian in terror; he was just an early-stage Martial God and dared not step onto the cliff first. If there were any danger, wouldn’t he be doomed? “What? You dare to defy my words?” Long Ba Tian glared at him, immediately unleashing a terrifying pressure that bore down on the Martial God, making him shiver.

“Senior, my cultivation is weak, I really cannot…”

“Weak cultivation? Even with weak cultivation, you dare to come here?” Long Ba Tian's gaze hardened, too lazy to argue. He directly grabbed the Martial God with one hand. With such low cultivation, how could he resist Long Ba Tian's grasp? Feeling his body tighten, he was lifted into the air, and then, feeling weightless, he instantly landed on the cliff.

Wuwuwu!

Mysterious sounds suddenly surged in his mind. This Martial God was initially terrified, but once he landed on the cliff, his expression became dazed. Like a fool, he disregarded the cliff right in front of him and stepped toward the sides, silently falling into the abyss, disappearing without a trace.

Such a bizarre action sent chills down the spines of everyone present, causing them to feel terror. An early-stage Martial God, although not a top-tier powerhouse, was still a well-known figure in the outside world, yet here on the cliff, he instantly became a walking corpse. How could this scene not be spine-chilling?