Martial Master

The words of the Skeleton Master were left unsaid, but the meaning was clear: within this mountain range, besides him, a powerful member of the Demon Tribe, the only other one was the leader of the Blood Demon Sect.

However, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect had been in a deep sleep and had not awakened. Now, witnessing the grim state of so many dead, the first thought of the Skeleton Master was that their leader must have awakened, and in a weakened state, had directly consumed the blood essence of these humans.

Qin Chen's expression suddenly became extremely ugly. The Demon Tribe actually had such perverse cultivation techniques that they could survive by feeding on human blood essence.

What made him even angrier was that while absorbing human blood essence, the Demon Tribe would induce despair and suffering in their victims to enhance the taste of the blood. How cruel was that?

These guys were simply too perverse; it wouldn't be excessive to kill them all.

Qin Chen's cold gaze turned to the Skeleton Master, causing the Skeleton Master to shiver all over. He hurriedly said, "Master, I am different from them. When I restored my cultivation back then, I was lying in the Xuan Ming Coffin, which nourished our Demon Tribe's bodies. I have never consumed their blood essence."

The Skeleton Master was terrified, fearing that Qin Chen would activate the Soul Extinction Seal in his mind and directly annihilate him.

The two flew into the valley, searching around, and to their surprise, there were still many corpses inside the valley, all in a tragic state, their blood essence completely drained, causing Qin Chen's aura to grow increasingly cold.

Even though these people were lackeys of the Blood Demon Sect, their dying state was simply too tragic.

In the end, there were hundreds of people who had fallen in this valley, and not a single living person could be seen.

"Master, these people haven't been dead for long; the leader should not have gone far."

The Skeleton Master spoke with fear and trepidation.

"Where is the place where your Blood Demon Sect's leader sleeps? Take me there quickly."

Qin Chen felt a slight urgency in his heart. If the leader of the Blood Demon Sect had truly emerged, it would be dangerous.

The key was that the leader's power was terrifying. If he found a place to hide in the Hundred Dynasties, it would be extremely difficult to locate him, nearly impossible.

Meanwhile, the leader could continuously kill people to increase his own cultivation, and soon the entire Hundred Dynasties would be plunged into chaos.

"Master, follow me!"

The Skeleton Master led the way, soaring deeper into the mountains.

Moments later, the two arrived at the entrance of a deep cave.

This was a cave that seemed to lead to the depths of the earth, completely dark inside, with gusts of cold wind blowing out. Within a radius of several dozen miles outside the cave, not a single Blood Beast could be seen.

"Master, it's here."

The Skeleton Master's voice was filled with trepidation. To be honest, even after breaking through to the eighth level Martial Emperor, he still had a great fear of the leader.

The hierarchy within the Demon Tribe was strict; it was a rule etched into their souls, difficult to change.

"Master, over two hundred years ago, when I awoke, I came here to see the leader. However, at that time, the leader had not yet awakened, and I never came back after that," the Skeleton Master said.

"Lead the way ahead." Qin Chen said directly.

The Skeleton Master said nothing further and was the first to enter the cave.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two quickly descended. After a brief flight, a broken stone door appeared before them.

The stone door had been shattered, revealing a dark hall inside that emanated a chilling aura.

"What? The stone door has actually been opened?"

The Skeleton Master felt his hair stand on end.

"There is an aura inside."

Qin Chen sensed a fluctuation of energy and charged inside first.

This was a massive underground hall, roughly a hundred feet in size. In the center of the hall lay a huge coffin, but at this moment, the coffin was empty. Next to the coffin sat a young man surrounded by swirling black blood energy; it was Mo Li.