Published: January 10, 2025
“Massacring the innocent? Just a self-seeking clown that courts death, what is there to discuss about massacring the innocent?”
Qin Chen dusted off his hands, appearing as if he hadn’t just killed a genius, but rather an inconsequential ordinary person, completely unconcerned.
Qin Chen calmly said, “Moreover, even if I were to massacre the innocent, what can you do about it?”
Elder Mo, already filled with rage, was instantly provoked by Qin Chen’s words, and his fury reached new heights, his killing intent burning fiercely.
“You little brat, so arrogant, too arrogant, seeking death!”
Elder Mo could no longer hold back, reaching out a massive hand directly towards Qin Chen.
Boom!
In the void, a gigantic palm shook the heavens, and as this hand appeared, the dark aura over Skyreach Peak was stirred. Even the power from the Dark Ancestor Land was awakened, sweeping in like a tide.
Buzz!
Those present felt an overwhelming wave of dark aura bursting forth, as if they were plunged into the depths of purgatory.
Elder Mo stood like a demon god, proud and imposing, and in that moment, he alone shone with infinite divine majesty among the heavens and earth.
This strike was terrifying, an ebb and flow of chaos aura, surging through the ages, causing the stars in the sky to tremble.
“So strong.”
Countless individuals were filled with awe, and it was undeniable that Elder Mo was among the top-tier experts of the many heavenly prodigies and heavenly venerables present. Besides the Qilin Crown Prince and Lady Sikong, few could rival him, making him one of the most powerful figures among them.
“Stop!”
Faced with Elder Mo’s strike, Fei E shouted loudly, leaping forward in an attempt to stop him. However, Elder Mo completely ignored Fei E, and with a shake, Fei E was sent stumbling back.
He was merely a team leader; while he was naturally strong compared to some peerless geniuses, he fell short against a seasoned heavenly venerable like Elder Mo.
“My lord.”
Fei E turned anxiously towards Qin Chen.
If the imperial envoy were to fall here, he would undoubtedly bear the blame, and the entire Sikong Sacred Ground would face disaster.
Thus, after urgently speaking to Qin Chen, Fei E hurriedly looked towards Lady Sikong, as she was the only one who could command Elder Mo to stop.
Seeing Fei E’s anxious and complex expression, Lady Sikong’s heart stirred, and she stepped forward, intending to speak on Qin Chen’s behalf.
But before she could open her mouth, she suddenly noticed Qin Chen, who had been calmly seated beside her, still remaining seated and unfazed, as if the world around him was of no concern.
This shocked her, leaving her to ponder, and her footsteps halted as she quietly observed.
With a loud boom, amidst this pause, Elder Mo’s palm had already crashed down.
“Die!”
Elder Mo roared; this palm seemed capable of shattering the heavens and annihilating eternity, instantly locking Qin Chen in the center, even covering the Divine Phoenix Fairy and the holy son of Tianhe within its scope.
With a clang, this overwhelming attack, akin to an ocean, instantly engulfed everything.
“Is he dead?”
Everyone's eyes widened as they anxiously stared at the cliff. Endless dark aura devoured everything, and in the next moment, everyone’s expressions froze.
Elder Mo’s dark giant hand was firmly trapped a few feet from Qin Chen, suspended in mid-air, as if stopped by some invisible force, failing to descend at all.
Below, the Divine Phoenix Fairy and others were drenched in cold sweat, their faces pale, as they felt as though their souls had departed. But upon looking up, they realized that Elder Mo’s attack was merely hovering above them, having caused not a scratch of harm.
It was as if they were ensnared by a special spatial force, and no matter how Elder Mo struck, he couldn’t penetrate their defenses.
“This is impossible!”
Elder Mo’s expression shifted to one of shock and rage, disbelief written all over his face.