Published: January 1, 2025
Qin Chen completely unleashed his divine might.
In an instant, it was almost monstrous; with a single sword strike, he cleaved a peak Saint Master of the Ghost Bat Tribe in two.
It was a display of overwhelming ferocity.
"And you, die!"
Qin Chen roared, stepping up to the expert of the Blood Shadow Cult, his large hand striking out, palms sunken, the world becoming one, the Law of Heaven condensing in his palm, mastering fate, turning the universe upside down.
Boom! The expert of the Blood Shadow Cult was horrified, and before he could unleash his greatest power, he was struck and sent flying, his clothes exploding, his body smashing through countless fragments of space.
"Ah!"
His body split open, blood spattering everywhere, nearly bursting apart, as he was forcibly sent flying by Qin Chen.
"Kill!"
Many experts from the Blood Shadow Cult roared angrily, launching frantic attacks at Qin Chen; however, their blows were utterly futile against him. Qin Chen's figure flickered, and he directly appeared in front of the expert of the Blood Shadow Cult who was sent flying, reaching out his large hand and grabbing him fiercely, then crushing him with force.
Puff! A peak Saint Master was crushed to pieces by Qin Chen in an instant.
At this moment, Qin Chen seemed like an unmatched deity walking between heaven and earth, akin to a hungry wolf plunging into a flock of sheep, slaughtering madly. No one could withstand his unparalleled majesty. The top experts of the three great forces, such as the Extreme God Sect, could not even hold out for a moment in his hands before being slain.
This kind of power was too fierce, dark clouds rolling in, killing intent surging. Although the peak Saint Masters of the Extreme God Sect and other forces were relatively average among peak Saint Masters, only slightly stronger than the Overlord Bear Lord Xiong Da, and slightly weaker than Kong Hai's Mo Lan, they could not compare to Zhuge Tu Yang.
However, no matter what, they were still peak Saint Masters, the cream of the crop in the Tiandang Mountain Range, capable of serving as deputy city masters in the Southern Dipper City.
Yet now, they were defeated by Qin Chen in just a few moves, slaughtered and routed like a flood that had broken its dam, unstoppable.
This momentum was too overwhelming to imagine, like a celestial being walking among mortals, crazily reaping lives with a mere gesture.
Ah!
Screams echoed as the experts of the Blood Shadow Cult and Ghost Bat Tribe were killed and exploded. Their holy essence erupted, and beams of soul light shot into the sky, revealing the appearance of their primordial spirits. The remnants of the Ghost Bat expert's soul were surrounded by chilling power, attempting to reconstruct a body.
Blood rebirth.
The Ghost Bat Tribe's special technique, the Bat Clan, lived in dark places and carried terrifying toxins. Their vitality was extremely tenacious, unlike that of the human race; to kill them, one must eradicate them at the root.
"Ah, Ghost Bat Poison, source of infection!"
The Ghost Bat expert's primordial spirit roared in fury, as an invisible toxin spread out once again. This toxin carried a strong infectious nature; once someone was infected, it would quickly spread through the crowd, impossible to eradicate, only allowed to propagate unless the toxin was isolated, or else one could only watch it spread helplessly.
At this moment, these toxins surged toward Qin Chen, attempting to transform him into a poison king.
"Kill! This boy is ruthless; he must not be allowed to live. Kill him!"
Other disciples also roared angrily, their killing intent soaring.
"This person actually killed the Deputy Sect Master!"
"One strike! Just one strike."
"Dammit, die! I don't believe he is truly an undefeated war god. I'll fight him."
"Save the remnants of the Deputy Sect Master!"
Many experts from the three great forces roared, launching their attacks, as they all understood that once one reached the peak Saint Master level, as long as there was a remnant soul left, there was a chance of resurrection; but if the soul shattered, then there would be nothing left.