Martial Master

Boom! Boom! Boom! At this moment, in the heavens and earth of Southern Origin City, the massive figure of Left Skeleton stood proudly, completely covered in terrifying Death Armor. A chilling aura of death permeated the surroundings, and within a radius of ten thousand miles, the sounds of ghostly wails echoed, as if the Netherworld had descended, sending shivers down people's spines.

The Underworld Emperor Weapons, as remnants from the ancient battlefield where battles against the Underworld once took place, left behind many Underworld Emperor Weapons in the Southern Cosmic Sea. These weapons contained the source power of the Underworld, providing immense benefits to the strong in the cosmic sea, making them the most precious treasures in the entirety of the cosmic sea.

Thus, every single Underworld Emperor Weapon held extraordinary value, truly astonishing.

These Underworld Emperor Weapons were usually controlled by ancient noble families, used to comprehend the rules of the path of the Underworld. Yet no one expected that Left Skeleton would possess such an Underworld Emperor Weapon as well.

"With the fusion of the Underworld Emperor Weapon, although Left Skeleton has not yet entered the late-stage great emperor realm, he is infinitely close to it."

"No wonder he was so confident earlier; Qin Chen is finished. Left Skeleton had already given him a chance to ease the situation, but he rejected it."

"Fool, such a fool, burying his own path of life."

Amidst the crowd, countless voices of discussion arose. In the distance, many figures floated in the sky, among them the Pavilion Master of the Eternal Pavilion, sitting atop a pavilion, gazing in this direction.

"Interesting, the fusion of Yin and Yang?"

The Pavilion Master's eyes flickered: "How will Qin Chen withstand this?"

"Slash!"

Left Skeleton's expression twisted hideously. After fusing with the Underworld Emperor Weapon, his speed became unbelievably fast in an instant. Amidst the howls of ghosts, he swung a blade, as if a piece of the sky had suddenly collapsed. The terrifying Underworld aura fused with Left Skeleton's power, transforming into a cold blade of light that viciously slashed towards Qin Chen.

"Die!"

Boom!

The dreadful force instantly sealed off Qin Chen, freezing the surrounding void. At this moment, Qin Chen felt as if he had returned to the Underworld; that familiar feeling of comfort made all of his pores slightly relax, and he experienced immense pleasure.

"This is Left Skeleton's trump card?"

Qin Chen was utterly astonished. He initially thought Left Skeleton's trump card would be something else; he never expected it to be this Underworld Emperor Weapon.

This was simply...

At this moment, Qin Chen felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

The deathly aura that sent shivers through the strong in the cosmic sea swept over his body like a gentle spring breeze, instantly making him feel extraordinarily wonderful, to the point he was almost immersed in it.

"Poof!"

The next moment, a terrifying blade light, imbued with a dreadful aura of death, sliced into his chest like a bolt of lightning.

"I..."

Qin Chen lowered his head, staring blankly at the Jet Black Bone Blade embedded in his chest. The previous feeling was so pleasurable that he felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, failing to resist as Left Skeleton's Jet Black Bone Blade struck him.

"Because it felt too good, I actually blanked out?" Qin Chen found it hard to believe.

However, to the others in Southern Origin City, it seemed Qin Chen had been completely intimidated and bound by Left Skeleton's death aura, making it impossible for him to evade, leaving him to watch helplessly as he was struck by Left Skeleton.

"How is it?"

The crowd stared intensely at Qin Chen, who had been struck by the Jet Black Bone Blade, their expressions filled with tension.

Left Skeleton also stared wide-eyed.

Qin Chen looked down and saw that his robe had torn open. The Jet Black Bone Blade had struck his chest, leaving behind a faintly visible white spot, without even a drop of blood or a scratch on his skin.