Published: January 19, 2025
Forged to perfection, it could eliminate at least fifty percent of the power from non-transcendent level experts. Let alone Qin Chen, even if a transcendent master were to come, with the trace of the Power of Reincarnation Fate Catastrophe he had previously grasped, he could withstand several attacks.
However, beneath Qin Chen's feet, the armor that could withstand the attacks of top-tier experts was directly shattered, as if it were too fragile to withstand a single blow. How could he not feel fear and astonishment in his heart?
"With this level of strength, you dare to boast here, disrupting this young master's cultivation? Who gave you the courage?"
Qin Chen stood proudly in the void, his gaze indifferent and his expression calm. Under the scrutiny of all, he lifted his right foot and stomped down fiercely on the head of Yuan Zhou.
"Brat, stop!"
Luan Feng shouted in alarm, and a battle spear suddenly appeared in his hand. With a roar, the spear erupted with countless divine might and struck down hard towards Qin Chen.
The spear became exceptionally towering in the void, radiating divine light. Each strand of divine light could penetrate a planet, unresistable.
Yet, Qin Chen ignored Luan Feng's actions. In full view, he stomped down as if he intended to crush an insect.
"No!"
With a piercing scream, Yuan Zhou let out a horrific cry as blood sprayed forth. His head was instantly turned into meat paste, and no matter how he urged his origin, he could not withstand Qin Chen's foot.
It seemed that beneath Qin Chen's foot, nothing could resist; everything would shatter in an instant.
Boom!
A surge of half-step transcendent origin rose, which Qin Chen caught in his palm.
"Hmm, it contains a trace of the law of time; it’s somewhat useful."
Qin Chen murmured, forcefully driving this origin into his own body. With a loud bang, a breath of time flowed through him, directly refining Yuan Zhou's origin before everyone's eyes.
"Madman, this guy is a complete madman."
"Refining the origin of a half-step transcendent expert directly; is he courting death?"
Seeing this scene, the onlookers nearby were dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.
It must be known that each transcendent expert's origin is unique. Even if they practice the same laws, each person’s experiences and insights are different, resulting in distinct great path origins.
For normal warriors, even if they killed an expert practicing the same laws, they could at most gain a fleeting understanding of the opponent's origin. But what about Qin Chen? He was directly refining Yuan Zhou's origin. Did he not fear that his origin might clash with the other's power and lead to his own destruction?
While everyone was astonished, Luan Feng was furious.
"You little brat, you’re looking for death."
In an instant, the battle spear in his hand was hovering above Qin Chen’s head, crashing down with immense force.
This strike condensed Luan Feng’s boundless divine power, enough to destroy the world.
"You're the one looking for death!"
Qin Chen looked up, coldly meeting Luan Feng’s gaze. Facing such a ferocious attack, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he threw a punch into the sky.
"Do you really think this young master refrains from attacking because he fears you? Wrong! This young master refrains from attacking only because you are unworthy. But today, since you insist on seeking death, this young master can only oblige."
Accompanied by Qin Chen's cold shout, a resounding boom echoed throughout the world. The heavy spear was unparalleled, yet as Qin Chen punched out, he shook the very fabric of reality, crushing everything beneath his fist.
Luan Feng's spear attack was unmatched, but under Qin Chen's punch, there was a resounding impact followed by a cracking sound as the terrifying spear, which bore the weight of countless stars, was shattered in an instant.
Boom!
The spear's phantom was smashed, and in the midst of the endless storm, Luan Feng was sent flying, blood spraying everywhere, his body drenched in blood, hanging in the void like a blood-soaked figure.