Martial Master

With her current strength, she was capable of fighting against ordinary supremes, but when facing an established early pinnacle supreme like the qilin ancestor, she was still lacking and a bit immature.

Therefore, she hurriedly looked towards Sikong Zhen, her expression filled with worry.

Could the young master withstand the qilin ancestor's attack?

However, Sikong Zhen slightly frowned but remained unmoved.

"Anyun, this matter concerns the qilin ancestor and this child, and our Sikong Sacred Ground cannot interfere."

Seeing this, Elder Luo Wen also shouted sternly.

"You all..."

Sikong Anyun trembled in anger; these old folks from the clan were simply foolish beyond belief.

She gritted her teeth and turned to take action.

But just then, the atmosphere on the stage suddenly changed.

"What nonsense, qilin ancestor! After all that bluster, is this all the strength you have? I’ve waited so long for this, utterly disappointed. Since that's the case, I'll simply kill you with a punch—no need for any more talk!"

Qin Chen suddenly stepped forward.

Boom!

A towering aura erupted from his body.

Boom boom boom!

At that moment, the numerous dark powers he had refined from the Dark Ancestor Land were released in an instant, and the terrifying might of darkness filled the heavens.

The entire world trembled beneath his feet, and the ancient divine kingdom was suddenly suppressed, with dark energy condensing and collapsing inward.

The entire qilin divine kingdom crumbled under the momentum of Qin Chen’s single step.

Then, Qin Chen strode forward, reaching the qilin ancestor in one step, and threw a punch.

Buzz!

What kind of punch was this? The void was completely drained between this punch, and the laws of heaven and earth trembled along with it. On that fist, countless dark laws flashed in succession, revealing the rise and fall of darkness and the formation of laws everywhere.

This punch was no longer just a simple punch; it was filled with the essence of dark origin.

To counter this punch was equivalent to opposing the entire Dark Continent, opposing the origin of the laws, and opposing the dark power.

The qilin ancestor's face changed.

He never expected that a half-step supreme warrior like Qin Chen could unleash such power with a single punch!

His body instinctively rushed back, trying to dodge this terrifying punch.

But it was of no use; Qin Chen's punch had locked onto his soul, origin, and all forms of movement, sealing off the endless void. No matter how he dodged, that fist became faster and faster, chasing him relentlessly through the boundless void, until finally, with a resounding boom, it struck his body.

Ah ah ah ah ah...

The qilin ancestor felt nothing but pain—boundless pain—as if his entire body was being torn apart. The qilin divine light surrounding him shattered inch by inch, and all his clothes exploded under Qin Chen's punch.

With a loud bang, his flesh was riddled with countless cracks, blood sprayed everywhere, qilin blood, and countless supreme laws and supreme blood gushed forth.

Under Qin Chen's punch, his body exploded inch by inch, his organs shattered, blood gushing from his seven orifices, his body in disarray as he roared in agony while flying into the sky.

"No... impossible!"

The qilin ancestor roared in mid-air, his eyes nearly bursting from the pressure, screaming in fury.

In the distance, Elder Luo Wen and others were dumbfounded, as if they had turned into statues, gasping for breath with eyes rolling back in shock, as if it was he who had been blown apart.

"There’s nothing impossible. What qilin ancestor? In front of me, you’re nothing but a clay chicken or a tile dog. Do you really think I’m afraid of you just because I haven't struck? I just can't be bothered to kill you. Now that you’re seeking death, don’t blame me!"

Qin Chen said coldly, taking another step forward. His large hand pressed down as if the ancient dark god king had extended its hand, and boundless dark energy transformed into towering mountains, pressing down heavily.