Martial Master

Boom!

A terrifying power descended, and the strength of the Ancestral Demon Blood Scripture enveloped Feng Shaoyu completely like a blood-black canopy.

"Death Domain!"

The ancient powerhouse activated the Tian Yao Disk, and an invisible dark domain descended, crazily resisting the power of the Ancestral Demon Blood Scripture.

However, the power of the Ancestral Demon Blood Scripture was incredibly terrifying, carrying endless killing intent that surged violently into the body of the ancient powerhouse.

"Ah!"

Blood-colored soul light ignited on Feng Shaoyu, and his soul screamed in pain.

Under the power of the Ancestral Demon Blood Scripture, both of them endured endless torment and pain, suffering greatly.

"Where did this child get such terrifying power?"

The ancient powerhouse roared angrily, filled with rage; he was a dignified Holy Son, and the treasure left over from his past life was merely the Tian Yao Disk. Yet, Qin Chen, a peak Martial God, was able to unleash such extremely terrifying holy artifact power, making his anger grow.

Moreover, within this power, there was a chilling and sinister force, causing particularly great damage to his soul form.

"Go!"

In the distance, Qin Chen had already locked onto his opponent with the Ancestral Demon Blood Scripture. He raised his right hand, and the mysterious rusted sword surged, transforming into an invisible sword light that violently slashed forward, while he quickly flashed and approached at high speed.

In an instant, an inexplicable aura surged in the void.

Whoosh!

A dazzling black sword shadow, as brilliant as flowing light, crossed from the endless void, approaching this direction.

The destructive, chilling wind and thunder aura stirred the heavens and the earth.

"Feng Shaoyu, I can no longer hold it back."

An aged voice faltered, frantically activating the Tian Yao Disk, his face showing shock and anger. He had exhausted all his efforts in his previous life to survive; would he really die here?

Feng Shaoyu was also filled with terror, panicking, "Senior, what should we do?"

He was a dignified Xuanyuan Emperor, a half-saint powerhouse. In fact, he would never panic even in the face of greater crises. During the process of pushing the Xuanyuan Empire to become the number one empire on the continent, he had encountered several life-and-death crises, but he had never felt as flustered as today.

What he feared was not death or danger, but Qin Chen. The thought of the HongYan Martial Emperor, whom he had slain three hundred years ago, still being alive made his fear uncontrollable.

Three hundred years ago, he and Shangguan Xi'er had secretly plotted against Qin Chen, and at that time, he was arrogant and overbearing, but deep down he was filled with fear—he had an innate dread of the HongYan Martial Emperor.

Now, the fact that Qin Chen was still alive made him completely lose his reason, along with the demeanor and mindset of being the Xuanyuan Emperor; he had completely lost his composure.

"Give me your body, or we will both die today," the aged voice roared.

"Hand over the body control?"

Feng Shaoyu was filled with despair; he had never expected to be forced to this point. He had taken many measures to prevent the other party from seizing his body and had made the soul form only able to follow his arrangements.

But now, facing the brink of death, he hesitated. If he did not hand over control, he would surely die, but if he did give it up, would the other party return his body after killing the HongYan Martial Emperor?

"It's already this time, what are you still hesitating for? Do you think I will be covetous of your body?"

The aged voice was furious and anxious: "You only need to give me body control, and I will naturally be able to take down that boy. At that time, if I want to seize his body, I can completely do so without needing to occupy your body. To be honest, that boy's body strength and future potential are far superior to yours as the Xuanyuan Emperor."

Feng Shaoyu could not stand to hear anyone say he was inferior to Qin Chen, but at this moment, he no longer had the leisure to argue. What the other party said was correct; as long as he could kill Qin Chen, Qin Chen's body would definitely be a more suitable vessel than his own, and the other party wouldn't need to occupy his body at all.