Martial Master

Qin Chen felt immense joy in his heart. He never expected that the awakened will of the Battle Clan's corpse would be so overpowering, even more terrifying than when it was in the River of Souls.

But he couldn't blame himself, as Qin Chen had no idea who this Battle Clan corpse was in its past life. It was a leader among the Saint Master corpses in the River of Souls, and it surely wasn't an ordinary existence. Without the awakening of its will, it would only be an incredibly hard corpse, but once awakened, it became a terrifying powerhouse that could fight the heavens and the earth.

The only thing that could restrict its power was Qin Chen's death aura and the rules of death. After all, this wasn't the underworld, and Qin Chen's cultivation was too weak, making the death aura he could summon quite scarce, depleting rapidly every moment.

In this brief moment of combat, Qin Chen felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"Too strong! This is beyond my expectations. Among ordinary Saint Masters, it's simply invincible. Such power is truly horrifying."

Qin Chen’s heart stirred, but the death aura within him burned vigorously.

The reason the Battle Clan corpse possessed such powerful combat ability now depended on the death aura burning within Qin Chen. Once he ceased operating the rules of death and lost the supply of death aura, this Battle Clan corpse would instantly turn into an unconscious skeleton, ready to be slaughtered.

Bang! The attack from the three old men of the Ren Wang was shattered, and they retreated repeatedly. The Battle Clan corpse's gaze was sharp, looking over directly, its big hand transforming into a palm, striking down like a tidal wave.

"Dominate the Three Realms."

Another move from the ancient Battle Clan secret technique could destroy heaven and earth, upending the universe. Under the massive hand of the Battle Clan corpse, everyone felt boundless fighting intent, sensing the ancient world, where a terrifying powerhouse stood tall, battling in the Three Realms with an indomitable will.

Boom! The three old men of Ren Wang were sent flying with one strike, their bodies soaring backward as they spat blood mid-air. These three ordinary Saint Masters had no way to contend with such an ancient powerhouse.

The three Saint Masters of the Ren Wang simultaneously launched an attack, yet they were all shattered by the Battle Clan corpse.

Everyone witnessing this scene was left speechless, staring at the terrifying, towering corpse, unable to utter a word, filled only with fear.

"Damn it! This is... an ancient corpse, the rules of death. How did Qin Chen invoke this?

Could it be that there’s some terrifying entity within Qin Chen's body?"

In the air above the Guanghan Palace, the Ren Wang Saint Master and others were dumbfounded. Among them, the Ren Wang mansion lord roared angrily, wanting to assist, but below, the master of Guanghan Palace erupted with an even more formidable aura, leaving him no chance to intervene.

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Chen shouted three praises and leaped up. The mysterious rust sword in his hand erupted with a strange, cold power, and a terrifying sword aura exploded forth.

"Ten Thousand Ages of Frenzied Battle!"

"Eternal Sword Aura!"

Qin Chen and the Battle Clan corpse coordinated perfectly, taking the chance when the Ren Wang Saint Master and others couldn't provide support directly attacking. Crack! The formation that had trapped Qin Chen finally broke apart completely, countless divine patterns shattering, creating a gap.

"Not good! This kid is going to break out of the formation; stop him!"

The lord of Blood Yang was nearly scared out of his wits.

If Qin Chen and the Battle Clan corpse were this abnormal while trapped in their formation, what kind of terrifying combat power would they unleash if they escaped?

At that moment, could they even hold Qin Chen back?

In a fit of rage and fear, the lord of Blood Yang disregarded his injuries. Boom! A terrifying blood aura erupted from his body, joining forces with the Flying Phoenix Saint Master and others, forcibly activating the Blood Soul Destruction Suppression Formation. Countless divine patterns began to reform and suppress them again.