Martial Master

“Humph, still thinking of resisting? Come and die!”

Qin Chen's entire body suddenly grew incredibly large, a primal aura bursting forth from him, dense like the great sun of the demon realm, eternal and immortal. His figure swayed, shooting up into the air, facing that terrifying palm, a cold smile emerging on his face.

Zhao Lianghan's palm strike, unleashed with all his strength, crumbled the moment it touched Qin Chen's primal aura, completely melting away like ice and snow. His power could not inflict even the slightest harm on Qin Chen, weak and utterly fragile.

Zhao Lianghan's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief. How could this be possible? Clearly, Qin Chen wasn’t this strong before!

How could he suddenly become so terrifying?

Even more formidable than when he had lost his former self!

“Zhao Lianghan, do you think what I previously displayed was my true strength?

Ridiculous, don’t you understand?

I let you all leave before just to find the Holy Son of Divine Light through your hands. In my eyes, you are nothing but an ant, an ant that I can easily crush.

I was merely hiding my strength before. As a disciple of Tian Gong, you colluded with outsiders to frame me. I have every reason to clean my house and kill you. Die!”

Qin Chen’s power swept through the void like a storm.

Fast, unbelievably fast.

Qin Chen threw a punch, and a magnificent black palm appeared in the sky. The might of his fist was as swift as his divine will, appearing like an ancient king in the air, presenting an overwhelming advantage, with primal energy swirling around him, infinite power accumulating in his palm.

Boom! Zhao Lianghan shook violently in mid-air, his protective aura shattered by Qin Chen's power. The laws of Heavenly Saint felt like they were unable to operate properly. He had experienced countless battles throughout his life, but had never encountered such a powerful aura pressing down on him.

“What is this?

How can such overwhelming power exist?

Is this still human?

It’s simply beyond an ordinary overlord!”

He roared frantically, his palms transforming into countless shadows. A life-and-death aura surged wildly within him. He unleashed a flurry of attacks, like ancient demons destroying the heavens and earth, holy essence pouring forth, causing the entire void to shake violently, as if it were on the brink of obliteration.

Zhao Lianghan had gone mad, burning holy essence, burning his blood, even burning his soul for a life-or-death strike.

An endless aura roared, enveloping life and death; countless Holy Sons below wore shocked expressions.

“This is the top Holy Son of Tian Gong?

So strong!”

“Zhao Lianghan has gone insane. I have a feeling this strike could blow me apart in one punch.”

“How many punches did he throw in an instant? Each punch carries the power of a top Holy Son. Qin Chen has truly angered Zhao Lianghan.”

Between heaven and earth, many Holy Sons were discussing, especially the Holy Sons from Blood Sun Mansion and other forces, all sporting cold smirks.

They saw countless palm shadows descending from Zhao Lianghan, creating a terrifying storm.

But Qin Chen's palm pressed forward. Under the dense primal aura, countless cells within him were moving, brewing and exploding with waves of power, rising once again.

In the blink of an eye, no one reacted as Qin Chen threw a punch.

Boom! This punch exploded like the infinite ancient divine mountains of the heavenly realm, shattering everything, the great sun falling, the heavenly realm plunging into eternal darkness, and all of Zhao Lianghan's fist shadows were instantaneously obliterated.

Everyone witnessed Zhao Lianghan's entire holy essence force burst apart in a single punch, his body sent flying through the air, a bloody hole appearing in his chest, blood gushing from his mouth.

In a single punch, Qin Chen had pierced through the body of this top Holy Son, Zhao Lianghan.

“Ah!”

Zhao Lianghan let out a piercing scream, his face filled with disbelief as he felt a destructive force exploding within him.