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"Blood Emperor, dead as well?"

Seeing Qin Chen slay the last and strongest of the Blood Kings right before the Blood Emperor's eyes,

the hearts of onlookers like Ye Zichen and others, watching from a distance, quivered.

Then, their gazes slowly shifted to the Blood Emperor at this moment.

Boom!

Above the skies, witnessing Xie Yan's forceful slaying by Qin Chen,

an indescribable sense of shock and fury erupted from the depths of the Blood Emperor's heart, exploding completely.

His eyes, at this point, were blood red.

Rage within him, boundless as the heavens!

"You little bastard, go to hell!!"

The Blood Emperor unleashed a terrifying roar, and in his hands, a colossal blood-red fist mark condensed, looming with a power as if it could suppress heaven and earth.

Thump!

As the fist mark formed, it hurtled directly toward Qin Chen's position, the air filled with the muffled explosions of compressed air.