Martial Master

Boom! In the next moment, the iron rod in Qin Chen's hand struck down fiercely. All the power within Qin Chen was gathered together and then unleashed with a tremendous force.

With a loud clang, everyone present felt a shock in their ears.

Then they witnessed an unbelievable scene.

The Barbaric Saint Master let out a miserable scream, crushed by a single blow, his body exploded, and countless barbaric rules splattered everywhere, instantly shattered.

In the void, endless chaotic currents swirled, and Qin Chen stood proudly amidst this expanse, his figure towering like a deity. He wielded a pitch-black long rod, with celestial runes resembling mountains swirling around it, stained with blood.

Qin Chen was like an ancient demon god, standing in the void, his rod sweeping through heaven and earth, unparalleled.

Before him, infinite laws surged and fell, flesh and blood splattered. The barbaric laws swept through like an ocean, drenched in blood, which belonged to the Barbaric Saint Master.

This scene was terrifying. The Master of Guanghan Palace and the Holy Master of Yaoguang were immensely shaken, their hearts swelling with unprecedented pride.

This was the Barbaric Saint Master of Yaomiao Mansion!

A dignified mid-stage Saint Master was not an inconspicuous figure in the entire Eastern Heavenly Realm, yet he was unexpectedly smashed flat by a single rod. This scene was too bloody and too horrifying.

Earthy yellow blood flew about, each drop containing astonishing barbaric laws, and among them, a trace of soul power shot up to the sky, trying to escape from this place.

It was the remaining soul of the Barbaric Saint Master.

His expression was one of terror, like a frightened bird, anxious and restless, seeking to flee from here in search of a glimmer of life.

But Qin Chen raised his hand. The purple clouds of the Dao Palace emitted a magnificent phantom, and within that palace illusion, a vast swallowing power was born, absorbing the Barbaric Saint Master's essence and remaining soul, suppressing them all.

Buzz! The purple clouds of the Dao Palace spun and entered Qin Chen's body, vanishing from sight.

This expanse of void instantly fell silent, as if nothing had ever happened, everything was calm and intact.

However, anyone who had seen the previous scene would be shaken, even causing a stir throughout the heavens.

"Let's go!"

Not far away, the Master of Yonghe and the Master of Lingxue turned pale. Fear filled their eyes as they cautiously retreated, intending to flee from this place.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with endless dread and boundless regret.

This was too terrifying; it was not even human, but rather a demon god.

"Master of Yonghe, Master of Lingxue, where do you two think you're going?"

Two cold voices rang out. The Master of Guanghan Palace and the Holy Master of Yaoguang shifted their figures and blocked the two, their eyes radiating a cold light, corners of their mouths curling into a sneer.

The Master of Yonghe and the Master of Lingxue were among the main culprits who brought them here. Once they decided to bring them to this trap, their fate was sealed.

The Master of Yonghe and the Master of Lingxue's hearts sank, completely losing the courage to resist. The Holy Master of Yaomiao and the Barbaric Saint Master had died at the hands of the opponent; how could they withstand it? If they resisted, they would likely only find death.

"Master of Guanghan, Holy Master of Yaoguang, we were forced into this. It was the Holy Master of Yaomiao and others who pressured us; otherwise, we are all lords of Wenchangtian. How could we harm our own people? We are innocent!"

The two began to plead desperately, appearing utterly humble.

"Forced?"

The Master of Guanghan sneered, looking down from above. Perhaps there was indeed an element of coercion, but if the Master of Yonghe and the Master of Lingxue were unwilling, they had plenty of opportunities to warn them. Ultimately, they were coveting and fearing the Guanghan Palace, wanting to ride the wave.