Published: January 1, 2025
As he erupted with power, Zhuge Feng and the others directly flew into the Ghost River to evade the impact. The aura unleashed by Qin Chen and Zhuge Tuyang made it nearly impossible for them to breathe.
Some people even began to teleport quickly, summoning reinforcements, while others dove to the bottom of the Ghost River in a desperate attempt to escape.
However, Qin Chen remained indifferent and paid no attention to them, for he knew that the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Qiongqiu Ziyi and You Qianxue could easily chase down Zhuge Feng and the others.
Boom!
Qin Chen and Zhuge Tuyang were locked in a fierce battle, their mad exchanges growing increasingly intense. As Qin Chen's mastery over the Law of Fate grew stronger, his oppression over Zhuge Tuyang became even more ferocious. In the end, Zhuge Tuyang’s Law of Fate could no longer harm Qin Chen; instead, Qin Chen walked amidst fate, like a god of destiny.
"Damn it, do you think I am truly afraid of you? The Gate of Fate... Supreme Descent!"
Zhuge Tuyang roared, and behind him, countless fates of the martial artists he had imprisoned began to burn. Each of the powerful beings who had fallen to his hands let out silent cries of pain. With the sacrifice and burning of these fates, a portal of destiny opened above Zhuge Tuyang's head.
"Who is it that summoned me?"
From that Gate of Fate, several enormous explosions echoed through the air. On the opposite side of the Gate of Fate, power surged forth like an astonishing rainbow, crossing through the ages, riding the winds and waves, sweeping towards them.
Within that rainbow, several gigantic hands instantly appeared, their five fingers splayed open, each like a towering pillar, bringing with them an ancient atmosphere that suppressed the ages and crumbled down.
It was the revival of some ancient power, fused with Zhuge Tuyang, erupting in an explosive moment. Each rainbow carried the aura of an unparalleled peak Saint Master—not just any peak Saint Master, but one like Zhuge Tuyang, an ancient power that had fallen from the Zhuge family, preserving its strength within fate. When the family’s experts encountered powerful enemies, they could follow the legendary Gate of Fate and strike down from the endless ancient past.
"All Zhuge seniors, follow me to kill the enemies!"
Zhuge Tuyang's eyes widened in shock as he roared, suddenly unleashing a mysterious and invincible divine technique. His entire lifespan burned fiercely, power surging as he aimed to strike Qin Chen!
At the same time, behind him, the flames of his burning lifespan condensed into a gigantic ancient figure.
"Fist of Destiny!"
One of the most powerful martial arts passed down from the Zhuge family was unleashed, integrating the strength of countless ancient experts into a true martial force.
Life! It is a wondrous existence.
Fate! It is the Law of the operation of the heavens and earth.
Combining life and fate, it penetrates the universe.
These divine techniques and powers are not something that anyone who has grasped the Law of Fate can easily unleash. Only those who have inherited the Zhuge family's legacy from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, who have stolen the heavenly secrets and peered into fate, possessing a legacy of millions of years, can wield such power.
Although Qin Chen also studied fate and condensed the Legacy of Fate in the Book of Origins, creating such an undefeated divine fist was utterly impossible.
Zhuge Tuyang was drenched in blood; this punch was infused with the impermanence of fate, pressing against the Holy Origin to counterstrike Qin Chen.
"Good, come at me!"
Seeing such a terrifying punch, Qin Chen trembled with excitement, feeling the greatness of fate and sensing the space for his own improvement.
He stepped forward as if a divine king surveying the land, roaring, "I want to see just how strong fate really is! My life is my own, not dictated by the heavens. The fate of the Zhuge family cannot suppress me."
Bang!
Qin Chen struck fiercely, his origin within him urged to the limit, colliding violently with Zhuge Tuyang and the fist protruding from the Gate of Fate behind him. The killing intent was palpable, overwhelming power of fate engulfed the scene, exploding the Ghost River instantly, while in the distance, the Ancient Divine Mountain burned fiercely under the power of fate, turning into nothingness.