Martial Master

The skull, beneath which Qin Chen was to be devoured, loomed ominously.

"Seeking death!"

Qin Chen's gaze sharpened, and he unleashed a punch. Instantly, he felt as if he had struck something incredibly hard. His fist vibrated as if it were being obstructed, but who was Qin Chen?

A half-step Saint Master, someone who dared to withstand the Abyss Demon Lord; how could a mere skull stop him?

With a resounding boom, a vast aura of slaughter erupted from Qin Chen's fist. In an instant, the skull was shattered by his attack, countless bones splintering and flying apart.

"What a powerful skull."

Qin Chen's expression changed subtly. The power emanating from this skull was comparable to that of a peerless Earth Saint. If someone like Ancient Zunren were to come here, they would likely have no chance of escaping, directly devoured instead.

"Who dares?

Stop playing tricks and come out to meet me."

Standing above the Bone River, Qin Chen spoke coldly, his voice booming and echoing through the depths of the river.

He could sense that this skull did not derive its power from itself, but was controlled by a strange death force. Deep within this white Bone River, a mysterious and terrifying presence seemed to be lurking.

"This skull is incredibly powerful. Its master must have been a terrifying expert from ancient times. Although it has fallen and its flesh has decayed, the bones left behind are extraordinarily hard. If it weren't for my intervention, anyone else would likely be in grave danger."

Qin Chen's eyes flickered as he deduced many things.

However, upon exploding this skull, it seemed to have triggered a massive commotion. The entire Bone River surged, countless bones stirring.

In an instant, numerous skulls and corpses emitted wailing sounds like ghostly cries. The whole Bone River seemed to come alive, clattering as countless skeletal bodies flowed with the river, forming grotesque corpses that lunged at Qin Chen.

Countless skulls, bony hands, and leg bones soared into the air, launching a fierce assault against Qin Chen.

These corpses were left behind by ancient top-tier experts, possessing immense strength. Even a Heaven Saint would fall here, being devoured and turned to ashes.

But Qin Chen had no fear. He snorted coldly, and divine light erupted from his eyes. If this Bone River wanted to play with him, then let the games begin.

Boom! The aura of his ancient body burst forth, and he charged into the Bone River like a demonic god.

Countless corpses immediately struck against Qin Chen, an avalanche of attacks falling upon him like a torrential downpour, clawing at him and unleashing terrifying shockwaves.

However, Qin Chen remained unafraid; these attacks were nothing more than those of a peerless Earth Saint. Being so close to a Saint Master, he shook his body, and with a whoosh, countless bones were sent flying, instantly shattered and scattered.

"If you're not coming out, then I'll devour you!"

Qin Chen sneered, traversing through the Bone River, continuously moving deeper. But aside from the incessantly attacking bones, he felt no other intentions. He chuckled coldly, activated the Qian Kun Zao Hua Yu Die, and began to absorb the power from the Bone River.

Furthermore, the Book of Origins manifested within him, simulating the Bone Civilization.

Around Qin Chen, countless whirlpools appeared, resembling a scene from the demon realm, devouring vast amounts of demonic energy. As powerful skeletal remains approached him, they let out agonizing cries, their strange death energy immediately consumed by the whirlpools around Qin Chen.

These bones were extremely difficult to refine, remnants of ancient experts. Moreover, having lost flesh and spirit, they possessed no life force, only a strange death aura and evil energy. If an ordinary human martial artist were to forcibly absorb them, they would likely be corrupted by the death aura and evil energy, descending into madness.

But who was Qin Chen?

He had inherited the Sky Patch Palace's legacy, capable of restoring all things in the world. The Sky Patch technique could even repair the heavens; how could he not refine this bone's evil energy?