Martial Master

The Xingtai was shrouded in mist, drenched in the blood of powerful beings from the Heavenly Realm, resembling a purgatory.

"Kid, this is my supreme treasure, the Stone of Xingtai. To die under my attack is your honor. Perhaps you do not yet know, this stone was left from a true Xingtai in the ancient Heavenly Realm, stained with the blood of countless powerful beings executed in those days. To die under my strike, you can have no regrets in this life, it's a blessing in three lifetimes."

Jue Xingtian stepped forward, speaking in a booming voice.

This was his ultimate divine ability, the arrival of Xingtai, I am the law enforcer!

All his martial arts came from an ancient relic, which had once been a execution ground in the ancient Heavenly Realm, left behind by an executioner. He obtained it, along with the Stone of Xingtai, which is his ultimate treasure. No one knows that it contains the thoughts left behind by many great figures of the ancient Heavenly Realm when they were executed. Once unleashed, even true mid-Heavenly Saints cannot resist, let alone someone like Qin Chen, a mere half-step Heavenly Saint.

At this moment, the Stone of Xingtai radiated a murderous light, transforming this space into a court of justice of the Heavenly Realm, with Jue Xingtian as the unbeatable executioner.

Initially, when he fought Qin Chen, he had no intention of using this secret treasure. In his view, whether it was the Seven Alliance Lords of the Shengu Alliance or Qin Chen, none were qualified to make him use this secret treasure.

Especially against a junior like Qin Chen, a half-step Heavenly Saint, employing his secret treasure and ultimate killing move was simply too much; even his pride wouldn't allow it.

But now, he understood that if he did not wield the power of the Stone of Xingtai, it was highly likely he would not be able to truly hunt down Qin Chen.

Although the opponent was not his match, he could escape at any moment, making it impossible to catch up, especially since the opponent possessed such a spatial treasure. In the depths of the Primordial Capital, the ancient aura was even denser, and he found it somewhat difficult to traverse through.

Yet Qin Chen, when moving through the underground, seemed like a fish in water, completely unobstruct