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Martial Master

Chapter 3592: Power of Transformation ✨

Published: January 2, 2025

Seeing Ji Ruyue rush up, Qin Chen's expression changed drastically.

"Hmm? Two more ants have come, are these two the ones?"

Zhuge Rulong recognized Ji Ruyue and Ji Wuxue as their auras were the most prominent near the outskirts of Tiandang Mountain, leaving a deep impression on him.

But who would have thought that these two were actually connected to Qin Chen.

"Hmph, since you've come, then stay here."

Zhuge Rulong snorted coldly, surrounded by the light of fate, like a deity, looking down on everything.

"Old Ancestor, let us take down these two."

The Lord of Yunxiao and others, already itching with impatience, saw this and each took off, without needing Zhuge Rulong's orders, they attacked Ji Ruyue, clearly wanting to leave a good impression on the old ancestor.

Boom! Several masters launched a powerful attack, quickly surrounding Ji Ruyue, and an expert from the Ghost Bat Clan transformed into a gigantic ghost bat, rushing towards her.

However, Ji Ruyue completely ignored them; at this moment, her eyes were solely on Qin Chen, nothing else mattered.

"Sigh, what a lovesick individual, there's nothing I can do, my granddaughter has grown up, she only wants her man, not her grandpa."

Ji Wuxue sighed lightly, her eyes reddening as she looked at Qin Chen in the sky, her heart racing and unable to calm down.

"This guy actually ignores me."

The leader of the Ghost Bat Clan saw Ji Ruyue completely disregarding him, his gaze turned icy, with even greater killing intent. A terrifying ghost bat power surrounded him, attempting to seal and bind Ji Ruyue.

However, at that moment, a terrifying beam of light shot over, piercing through the void, aiming for the leader of the Ghost Bat Clan's forehead.

It was too sudden; even the Lord of Yunxiao, an expert who could be considered half a step to a Venerable, didn't have time to react in advance.

The leader of the Ghost Bat Clan was even more shocked; his clan was known for its quick reactions and sharp senses, yet they were approached so closely, only to be ruthlessly attacked.

This beam of light contained a terrifying pressure that made his bat hairs stand on end, a feeling of death was creeping in.

He was greatly alarmed, trying his best to evade, and dark light burned around him, a mysterious force igniting to help him escape.

However, it was all in vain; the beam of light was too fast, almost as if it could penetrate space. With a soft sound, it pierced through the black light surrounding the leader of the Ghost Bat Clan, entering unimpeded and easily penetrating his head.

"Ah!"

The leader of the Ghost Bat Clan screamed in agony; it was too sudden, his head exploded, leaving no room for resistance, black blood splattered everywhere.

At that moment, a soul light rose, displaying the terrified face of the leader of the Ghost Bat Clan, trying to escape quickly.

He could hardly believe it; he was also an expert close to half a step to a Venerable, a top powerhouse of Tiandang Mountain, yet in an instant, he was utterly destroyed, without any ability to resist, leaving him horrified and confused about what went wrong.

His soul light fled quickly, trying to escape from this place and find a chance for revival.

But the beam of light had pierced through his head, releasing a strange power that sealed the surrounding space. Although his soul light escaped, the strands of power dissipating from the beam quickly infiltrated his soul light, causing it to gradually dissipate.

No! The leader of the Ghost Bat Clan was terrified; as long as his soul remained, he could survive, but if even his soul were destroyed, he would be utterly obliterated.

"Everyone, save me!"

He roared, while activating the secret technique of the Ghost Bat Clan, trying to resist the invasion of this mysterious power, but it was useless. This power was like a dog skin plaster, merging into his soul light, impossible to clear out.

With a pop, the leader of the Ghost Bat Clan screamed, his soul light bursting apart, scattering into oblivion.