Martial Master

The deafening roar obliterated everything; at this moment, the area within a hundred meters around the stone platform was filled with an astonishing noise. That terrifying power was enough to shatter a towering mountain into powder.

In this instant, except for the few dozen core formation flags that remained intact, the remaining hundreds of sixth-level formation flags exploded almost instantaneously.

What a horrifying force this was!

In just a moment, piercing screams echoed, and the five sixth-level initial-stage Martial Venerables of the Great Zhou Dynasty didn't even have time to react before being torn apart by the terrifying explosive power.

Amidst the billowing dust, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and then, once again, were obliterated to nothingness by the frightening explosion, leaving nothing behind.

The Tianmo Elder, Yiren Tu, and Zhou Xun were similarly annihilated by the explosion, blood spraying from their bodies.

At this moment, however, Qin Chen had already returned to the high platform, pulling back the black slave. His mental energy surged as he fully controlled the remaining defensive formation on the stone platform, isolating it into a closed space to prevent even the slightest force from penetrating in.

In the midst of this difficult manipulation, he emanated a thread of mental energy, attempting to assess the external situation, but as soon as it penetrated out, even his powerful sixth-level mental energy was instantaneously shattered to nothing. This demonstrated how terrifying the explosion of the grand formation was.

After several breaths, the explosion outside the stone platform gradually weakened, and the entire valley slowly returned to calm.

Qin Chen halted his manipulation and looked up to see the dust dispersing, revealing a valley that had long become a wasteland.

Amidst the ruins, the five sixth-level initial-stage Martial Venerables were already nowhere to be found, even their bones had vanished, leaving only five storage rings scattered across the ground.

In addition, Yiren Tu and the Tianmo Elder were not killed in the explosion; the two lay in the ruins, covered in blood and looking utterly miserable.

Yiren Tu had almost no intact part of his body, flesh torn and bones visible. He was exceedingly weak, with no combat power left.

He had already been severely injured from the previous battle with the Tianmo Elder, and with the sudden self-detonation of the formation, he had no time to defend, resulting in a tragic state.

Not far from him, the Tianmo Elder fared somewhat better but was still lying in the ruins, his serpent staff shattered, and his robes and armor completely destroyed, leaving no trace behind.

His aura was weak, his face covered in blood, but he was still a bit away from falling. Only, his strength and true energy were probably nearly exhausted, leaving very little.

What surprised Qin Chen the most was that Zhou Xun, this fifth-level late-stage Martial Zong, was still alive.

However, he was in a sorry state, with one of his arms already missing. The sixth-level armor that once covered him was now in tatters, with hardly a whole piece left. He lay there limp, terror written all over his face.

At this moment, all three looked fearfully at Qin Chen and the black slave on the stone platform.

Now, Qin Chen showed no trace of the previous fear and anxiety on his face, only a smile at the corners of his mouth, utterly relaxed.

Feeling the gazes of the three, Qin Chen began to clap, the sound echoing clearly in the vast valley. "Hehe, you three really have great luck. I didn't expect that even my self-detonating Six Harmonies Celestial Formation couldn't kill you. Truly impressive, I, Qin, admire you."

As he smiled, Qin Chen walked down from the stone platform and coldly stared at Zhou Xun and the others.

"You despicable scoundrel, you intentionally lured us in and then self-detonated the formation. That's truly treacherous!" Zhou Xun gritted his teeth, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, glaring at Qin Chen as he spoke.