Martial Master

At this moment, Qin Chen was holding the Divine Phoenix Fairy with one hand while effortlessly receiving the Devouring Sword Stele with the other. The incredibly heavy Devouring Sword Stele was easily controlled by Qin Chen, and even as the Old Dry Man's staff poked at him, he didn’t even furrow his brows.

"Is your staff made of tofu? Why does it have no strength at all?"

Qin Chen turned his head, glanced at the Old Dry Man, and said with a smile.

The Old Dry Man, who was initially ecstatic, was suddenly frightened out of his wits by Qin Chen. At that moment, he realized that his staff hadn’t even touched Qin Chen’s body; it was stopped by an invisible force just inches away from him, unable to advance even a bit.

How can this be possible?

In that moment, the Old Dry Man finally experienced the kind of terror that only Elder Mo had felt before.

On the other side, Elder Mo was also stunned. His full-powered attack with the Devouring Sword Stele was actually blocked by Qin Chen.

This was a treasure that the Dark Ancestor and others had once used, a magical artifact that required him to burn his essence to activate!

How could it be so easily held back by someone else?

"Hmm, this magical artifact is somewhat interesting."

Qin Chen held the Devouring Sword Stele in one hand and chuckled lightly.

However, no one could see the coldness hidden deep in Qin Chen’s eyes. From the Devouring Sword Stele, he felt the blood of the human race, along with the lingering memories of countless suppressed beings.

This Devouring Sword Stele was indeed a dark artifact from a powerful figure of the Dark Clan in ancient times. The user had killed many experts of the human race with this dark artifact, and even after billions of years, the will of those human experts lingered on, transforming into resentment.

This sent a chill down Qin Chen’s spine as he coldly looked at the Old Dry Man.

At that moment, the Old Dry Man felt as if he were being stared down by a primordial giant beast, an endless terror rising from the depths of his soul.

"Damn it!"

The Old Dry Man’s heart was filled with fear; he was already scared out of his wits and turned to flee.

"Want to leave?"

Qin Chen sneered. At that moment, he suddenly activated his right hand holding the Devouring Sword Stele, and with a thundering sound, he forcibly snatched the Devouring Sword Stele from Elder Mo, swinging it like a door plank towards the escaping Old Dry Man.

With a loud "bang," the Old Dry Man was slammed like a fly by the massive Devouring Sword Stele, blood staining the ground as he was driven into the earth.

"Devouring Sword Stele, return!"

Elder Mo shouted in anger, continuously burning his essence to summon back his Devouring Sword Stele.

However, the Devouring Sword Stele in Qin Chen's hand merely trembled once. Then, a special aura surged from within Qin Chen, and with a loud boom, it directly tore apart the connection between Elder Mo and the Devouring Sword Stele.

"Impossible!"

Elder Mo was frightened out of his mind. The Devouring Sword Stele was his life’s artifact, one he had refined with his essence and nurtured with his life; no outsider could possibly take it away! Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to activate the Devouring Sword Stele with his current cultivation level.

But now, his Devouring Sword Stele was snatched away in an instant. Could it be that the cultivation of the person before him was several levels more terrifying than his own?

How could this be possible?

"Is this your trump card?

I’m so disappointed."

Qin Chen looked at Elder Mo nonchalantly, seemingly quite let down by his attack.

"Since your trump card is out, it's my turn to strike."

Qin Chen smiled lightly, his expression calm as he lifted the Devouring Sword Stele, aiming it fiercely at Elder Mo.

Boom! Qin Chen merely waved casually, but when the Devouring Sword Stele struck out, the heavens and earth trembled, and the path roared. Countless laws surged from Skyreach Peak, as if the power was going to explode the entire Dark Ancestor Land, an extraordinary sight.