Martial Arts? Anomalous Path?

Dozens of chains, like Evil Flood Dragons opening their bloody maws, roared as they bit toward the rapidly falling Chen Xu.

White steam was tinged scarlet by Blood-Qi. Chen Xu's right arm suddenly swelled four or five times in size. He clenched his fingers into a fist and slammed it down.

Scarlet rings of force spread layer by layer. The hospital building's steel framework was instantly shattered by nearly half. Had Chen Xu not deliberately restrained his strength, the entire building could have collapsed.

The chains filling the sky abruptly halted in midair, shattering section by section amid the shockwave. They could not even get close to Chen Xu.

Looking down at the figure below, pierced through by chains and already dead, Chen Xu kicked off the air and took several Aerial Leaps back to the ground.

With Blood-Qi Force boosting his attributes enormously, Chen Xu was in high spirits. He casually carried the unconscious Mu Nanbei out of the swaying building.

The moment he stepped outside, Chen Xu seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.

The old man's upper body seemed to emerge in the air, though he was far more illusory than before. After barely managing to swing his sword once, he turned into countless brilliant motes of light and vanished into the boundless heavens.

The ground beneath his feet trembled faintly, as if seeing him off. This was the last memory that powerful man had left in the world.

A Martial Artist's individual combat power was indeed formidable, but a lone expert was no longer something difficult to resist before the Great Abyss of today.

That powerful man's mistake was that he had been gone for too long. He did not sufficiently understand the Great Abyss's current strength or the power of technology, which