Martial Master

“Kill!”

“Kill all these people from the Dark Abyss.”

“Kill, kill, kill!”

In the Martial Domain, countless forces rushed in madly, immediately crashing into the army of the Dark Abyss, blood flying everywhere, and in an instant, rivers of blood flowed.

“Gagagaga, stinky brat, come, let's have some fun.”

The Skeleton Helmsman swung his bone whip, with dark flames burning in his eyes, grinning menacingly as he pounced at the Second Abyss Master.

Meanwhile, Lao Yuan had entangled the Great Abyss Master, his huge claws continuously striking down, causing the Great Abyss Master to be repeatedly blasted away, spitting blood from his mouth.

Fu Qiankun faced off against Yan Licheng, while Qin Mo, Mo Yuanbai, and the experts from the Dusty Pavilion stood silently, proudly observing the slaughter, remaining silent.

The Dark Abyss was indeed powerful; the Great Abyss Master, the Second Abyss Master, and Yan Licheng were all experts at the Saint Realm.

But so what?

In front of Qin Mo and others, who had fought against Heavenly Realm experts at the peak of the initial stage of the Mortal Saint Realm, the Saints from the Dark Abyss seemed, in Lao Yuan's eyes, no more than children just learning to walk, completely lacking any capacity for challenge.

Having already slain Heavenly Realm experts, how could they care about these Saints who had just broken through to the Saint Realm due to the restoration of the world's source?

“Ah!”

A chilling scream rang out. In just a moment, the Great Abyss Master and the Second Abyss Master of the Dark Abyss were both slain and exploded, turning into blood mist.

Their eyes were filled with unwillingness.

As Saints, they had recently broken through to that level, their hearts swelling with pride, even gathering the experts of the Dark Abyss to devise plans to break out and dominate the entire Tianwu Continent.

But before such plans could be implemented, they faced such a tragic end.

“Puff!”

On the other side, Fu Qiankun also seized the opportunity, striking Yan Licheng with a palm and killing him.

Countless blood rains fell, and he stood proudly in this realm, covered in blood, his gaze profound as he sighed deeply.

How many years had it been?

The humiliation of the Bloodline Holy Land had finally been washed away by him, and his heart was filled with inexplicable emotions, mixed with a sense of sorrow.

From now on, the Bloodline Holy Land would enter a brand new history along with the Tianwu Continent.

“No, please, don't kill us.”

“Spare us, we are willing to submit.”

“Don’t kill us.”

Seeing their own Saints fall, all the experts from the Dark Abyss screamed in terror, filled with fear, begging for mercy.

But Qin Mo's gaze was icy, and he coldly said, “Kill, not a single one left.”

All the major forces in the Martial Domain looked at Qin Mo in horror; the Dark Abyss had surrendered, yet Qin Mo still had such murderous intent.

Qin Mo swept his gaze across the crowd, his eyes cold: “Do you think this Young Master is cruel?”

He sneered, “The ordinary people of the Dark Abyss can be spared, but these top experts must die.”

“The rise and fall of the continent, every individual has a responsibility. When the Tianwu Continent was in crisis, what were these experts doing?

They were hiding in a corner, secretly cultivating, not preparing to confront threats, only hoping to unify the continent in the future. Such people deserve to die!”

Qin Mo said coldly.

The hearts of the crowd felt a chill, yet no one dared to voice any rebuttal.

This was fundamentally a massacre.

In just a few hours, all the Martial God level experts in the Dark Abyss had perished, with none surviving.

“Ji Hongchen, the subsequent exploration and organization of the Dark Abyss will be entrusted to your Ji family. You can command the major forces of the Martial Domain to clean up the entire Dark Abyss. I just want to see that not long from now, the Dark Abyss will be a pure land.”

Qin Mo instructed Ji Hongchen. He did not want to waste too much time in the Dark Abyss.