Martial Master

With a thunderous roar, a terrifying aura surged between heaven and earth at that moment. An enormous hand appeared, as if a celestial being had extended its palm, fiercely reaching towards Qin Chen in front of him.

The astonishing transcendent aura shot up into the sky in an instant, forming a rolling tsunami that swept across the world, drowning everything in its path.

The one who launched the attack, the Ancient War God, looked at Qin Chen with indifference, as if viewing an ant, intent on suppressing him thoroughly.

He indeed had this confidence.

As a transcendent expert of the Abyssal Manor, the Ancient War God possessed remarkable divine abilities and had experienced countless battles. Although Qin Chen was exceptionally talented, how could he care for someone like him?

In the eyes of the Ancient War God, both Qin Chen and the Young Master of the Four Directions were merely juniors.

“Oh my! The Ancient War God is making a move. Is he going to stand up for the Young Master of the Four Directions?”

“Hiss, with the Ancient War God making a move, this kid is finished.”

“With the strength of the Ancient War God, even if this boy possesses high talent, he cannot escape death.”

At this moment, everyone at the scene was shouting frantically, their eyes wide with disbelief and hysteria.

Especially Li Long and others, who were trembling with excitement.

Even though the Young Master of the Four Directions was incredibly powerful, regarded as half-step transcendence invincible and capable of attacks reaching the might of transcendence, he was still not a true transcendent compared to an expert like the Ancient War God.

The Ancient War God was the true transcendent master, with a cultivation level that reached the heavens. With a single move, no expert below transcendence could withstand his power.

In full view of everyone, the attack of the Ancient War God approached Qin Chen in an instant.

Seeing this, Manager Li’s expression changed drastically. He halted his steps and rushed forward, clearly intending to intervene.

At this moment, deep within the Abyssal Manor.

Upon seeing the Ancient War God actually take action against Qin Chen, Fang Mu Ling’s face changed immediately.

“This Ancient War God is going too far,” Fang Mu Ling said angrily.

As a transcendent master, how could he lay hands on a junior like Qin Chen? Did he have any shame?

“Father... you should hurry and make him stop,” Fang Mu Ling anxiously looked at the Abyssal Manor Lord.

“Ling’er, don’t worry. Your father will not let anything happen to your friend,” the Abyssal Manor Lord replied nonchalantly, smiling.

Fang Mu Ling wanted to say more, but was stopped by the demon god of chaos.

“Miss, the manor lord knows what he’s doing. Besides, with the strength of the Ancient War God, it’s uncertain whether he can even harm Young Hero Qin. The manor lord likely has his own intentions for not intervening,” the demon god of chaos transmitted to Fang Mu Ling.

Fang Mu Ling was stunned and quickly regained her composure.

Seeing Fang Mu Ling and the demon god of chaos so calm, the Abyssal Manor Lord was suddenly filled with curiosity. His gaze flickered momentarily, and he sent a sound transmission to a certain spot on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Manager Li was already close to Qin Chen. Just as he prepared to intervene, he suddenly heard a noise in his ear, seemingly a sound transmission. His expression froze, and the foot he had lifted in advance came to an abrupt stop.

Boom! The palm of the Ancient War God descended, immense and pitch black, like ink. It was vast and boundless, resembling the hand of a celestial deity, staining the surrounding space in black, exuding a formidable aura that forced everyone to retreat repeatedly, indescribable in its grandeur.

Facing such a powerful strike from the Ancient War God, Qin Chen showed no signs of fear. Instead, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Is the dignified Abyssal Manor such a bully? Hitting the younger first, then sending the older one, truly disappointing for this young master.”