Martial Master

"Eh, this Human Level kid can actually break through my Dark Domain?"

Qimoduo was greatly surprised. Although the Crazy Blade Martial God was at the pinnacle of the Human Level, the soul of a Human Level Martial God was far inferior to that of the Demon Tribe; they were simply not on the same level.

Thus, in Qimoduo's view, the Crazy Blade Martial God should not have been able to break through its domain, but the result was naturally shocking to it.

In fact, the reason the Crazy Blade Martial God could break through was due to his identity as a swordsman. A swordsman, unlike ordinary martial artists, can only become a top-tier swordsman if they possess a truly resolute will.

The Crazy Blade Martial God was renowned among swordsmen on the continent and naturally had his own strengths.

Unfortunately, even though the Crazy Blade Martial God had escaped from Qimoduo's domain attack, he still failed to cleave through the chaotic world that surrounded him. Endless black demonic energy surged forth, frantically entangling the battle knife in the Crazy Blade Martial God’s hand, corroding the sword intent upon it.

Although the sword intent of the Crazy Blade Martial God was strong, it was constantly weakened under the corrosion of Qimoduo's demonic energy, ultimately becoming dim and lifeless.

His expression changed slightly; this Demon Tribe member’s strength was indeed terrifying, and the key was that its methods were extremely strange.

"Haha, kid, it's useless. You might have broken through my domain, but you cannot truly tear it apart! Even a peak Martial God like you cannot damage my domain in the slightest.

Therefore, you still have to die. Tsk tsk, I quite like Human Level powerhouses like you; your soul must be quite delicious, haha!"

Qimoduo cackled, lunging at the Crazy Blade Martial God.

Beside him, Wolongsheng and Zhuzi Shen gasped. The strength of this Demon Tribe was too frightening; even the Crazy Blade Martial God couldn’t break through this person’s domain, so what about them?

In an instant, a chill ran through their hearts, but looking at the cold light flashing between the brows of the Crazy Blade Martial God, as he was about to fall, they felt no pity.

Just when the Crazy Blade Martial God was about to perish at Qimoduo's hands, suddenly, a cold laughter echoed from the heavens: "You mere foreigner, your words are quite bold. This broken domain, I can tear it apart with a wave of my hand."

This voice was ethereal and rumbled forth, causing Zhuzi Shen and others to be shocked.

Who was it?

Soon, they witnessed an unforgettable scene. Above the endless sky, a gigantic hand appeared, as if a celestial being had extended its palm, pressing down.

Boom! Crackle! That hand was about a hundred feet wide, surrounded by lightning, surging like the divine thunder of annihilation, dominating and imposing, instantly tearing open Qimoduo's Dark Domain.

Puff! Qimoduo didn't even have time to react before he was forcefully sent flying by this palm. The destructive force of the palm swept through, causing Zhuzi Shen and others to cough up blood, their organs almost exploding, as they stared in terror at the sky.

In the sky, figures appeared, led by a young man with cold eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth.

To his left stood an old man, with deep eyes like the ocean, dressed in an alchemist's robe, holding a round spatial treasure, coldly gazing down below.

To his right was an elderly man dressed in a crimson-purple long robe, his hair gray and nearly a foot long, fluttering in the wind, coldly looking down below.

Seeing this old man, Wolongsheng and Zhuzi Shen were shocked and exclaimed, "Master Lou!"

The newcomer was indeed Shouyuancheng, the current master of Wanbao Building.

Behind Shouyuancheng were top-tier powerhouses from Wanbao Building, each with cold eyes and a murderous aura.

"Wolongsheng, Zhuzi Shen, I never expected the two of you to betray Wanbao Building."

Shouyuancheng's gaze was icy, filled with disappointment and anger.