Martial Master

"All power, merge into my body; all divine abilities, enter my form; all laws, integrate into my laws, come to me now!"

After refining the wings of the Ren Wang, Qin Chen let out a loud roar. Instantly, within the Purple Sky Doushuai Palace, the numerous Heavenly Saint laws within the body of the Ren Wang Holy Son were absorbed into Qin Chen's body like a surging tide. He was nothing short of astonished.

Under the refinement of the Purple Sky Doushuai Palace, these laws had shed the aura of the Ren Wang Holy Son and transformed into the purest source of law power, strengthening Qin Chen's own laws.

The laws within Qin Chen were incredibly thick. However, the law power of the Ren Wang Holy Son was also formidable, each strand being ten times stronger than that of an ordinary Holy Son, and possessing the aura of the ancient Ren Wang.

Now, all of these law powers had become Qin Chen's.

"What powerful Heavenly Saint laws! Such overwhelming power, it's far beyond what I encountered when refining the so-called giant expert, the Butcher God—by hundreds or even thousands of times!

Especially the aura of the Ren Wang, which is also a great power for me. I can reference, comprehend, and amplify my own strength."

As Qin Chen absorbed the terrifying source laws of the Heavenly Saint, he felt an exhilaration like never before.

If the ordinary giants like the Butcher God were merely an appetizer for Qin Chen, then the Heavenly Saint laws of the Ren Wang Holy Son were a feast. Many of his law perceptions and powers would provide tremendous benefits and assistance to Qin Chen.

It even made Qin Chen faintly sense something new.

Of course, besides the powerful laws, Qin Chen also felt cruel, poisonous, and sinister intentions within, which were the inherent nature of the Ren Wang Holy Son. But all were refined and eliminated by Qin Chen, turned directly to ashes.

What Qin Chen needed was only the pure source of the Ren Wang Holy Son and his understanding of the Heavenly Dao, his mastery over the laws, allowing Qin Chen to fill in the gaps and further enhance his own comprehension of the Heavenly Dao.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Powerful Heavenly Saint laws poured into Qin Chen's body, causing explosive sounds as his own source laws underwent transformation and elevation.

In addition, within the storage space of the Ren Wang Holy Son, there were numerous treasures and precious items. However, all of these were thrown into the Qiankun Creation Jade Plate by Qin Chen, to strengthen the Qiankun Creation Jade Plate.

Aside from heavenly treasures like the wings of the Ren Wang, which could enhance Qin Chen's power, the rest of the Heavenly Saint treasures were all refined into their most essential forms to repair the Qiankun Creation Jade Plate.

Rumbling! The benefits Qin Chen gained from refining a Ren Wang Holy Son were simply unparalleled.

"Ah ah ah... You actually, really refined the Ren Wang Holy Son?!"

Beside him, Tong Hu was on the verge of madness upon seeing this.

He watched in disbelief as Qin Chen directly killed the Ren Wang Holy Son, rendering the Ren Wang Bloodline and the wings of the Ren Wang of no use. This meant that the Ren Wang Holy Son was completely dead, without any doubt. The thick Heavenly Saint laws within his entire body, along with various divine abilities, Holy Qi, and Holy Treasures, all belonged to Qin Chen.

He couldn't imagine what kind of monster Qin Chen was.

In the realm of Tian Gong, how could such a terrifying disciple appear?

"It’s impossible! You can't be this powerful! As a top Holy Son of the Tianshan Mansion, I have hunted and understood many geniuses and strong individuals of this mansion. How could someone like you exist, who can refine and master even the Ren Wang Bloodline? You are no longer human. You are a demon!"

Tong Hu murmured, already beginning to lose his mind, unable to accept this reality.

He had still held a glimmer of hope, thinking he might have a way out, but seeing that even the Ren Wang Holy Son, protected by the wings and the bloodline, was utterly annihilated, with not even a trace of his soul left behind, he knew he was doomed.