Martial Master

“I’m going to kill this group of bandits!” With a single palm strike, the last bandit was slain, and Mo Du Martial Emperor was about to chase after the fleeing big boss and others.

“Mo Du, it’s not necessary, come back.”

The Lord of Xuan Sheng Pavilion called out sharply, “This is the Undying Sea. We should still proceed with caution; our journey is urgent.”

He looked at Qin Chen and the others, swiftly appearing before them, and asked, “Is everyone alright?”

Many elders from the Alchemy Pavilion had sustained some injuries to varying degrees, but fortunately, not a single one had perished.

“Thanks to the Great Sad Elder earlier, we are all safe and sound.” Huangfu Nan and the others felt a lingering fear; if it hadn’t been for the sudden intervention of the Great Sad Elder, they would have been in real danger.

“Great Sad Elder, thank you very much this time.” The Lord of Xuan Sheng Pavilion sighed in relief and expressed his gratitude to the Great Sad Elder.

“There’s no need for the Pavilion Master to be so polite. My purpose in coming here was to protect Young Master Chen. If you wish to express gratitude, direct it toward Young Master Chen.” The Great Sad Elder smiled.

Everyone looked at Qin Chen with envy. Many were filled with jealousy; the Great Sad Elder was a well-known rogue powerhouse in the Northern Heavenly Region, yet he was willing to follow Qin Chen as a servant. Truly, it was infuriating how some people could be so favored.

Although they were also geniuses in the way of Alchemy, having an early-stage Martial Emperor follow them was already the highest honor. This was a privilege reserved for the likes of Qi Ao Ling and the other holy sons and daughters of the Alchemy City. In comparison, others were simply too far behind Qin Chen.

“Let’s go.”

After casually tidying up the battlefield, the Lord of Xuan Sheng Pavilion summoned the warship, and everyone set off once again.

This time, the Lord of Xuan Sheng Pavilion personally accelerated the warship to its maximum speed, rumbling and vanishing into the horizon in an instant.

Thousands of miles away over the sea, where they had previously battled.

Buzz!

The true essence dispersed, and a man appeared silently, blood trickling from his mouth, his face ashen.

It was the fleeing big boss.

Swish, swish, swish!

Five or six other bandits, bloodied and battered, escaped nearby. They had been quick to seize the opportunity, fleeing at the first chance; otherwise, they would have surely met their end.

“Damn it, those from the Alchemy Pavilion actually cultivate poison techniques; we’ve been set up this time.”

The big boss's face was grim, his true essence fluctuating wildly. He had also been poisoned, causing his aura to dissipate. Fortunately, he had managed to escape; though injured, after some time recuperating, he could recover. Unfortunately, only a few of his subordinates had survived.

Their entire squad had been completely obliterated.

“Big Boss, what should we do now?”

“How are the people from the Alchemy Pavilion in the Northern Heavenly Region so strong? They actually have two late-stage Martial Emperors guarding them, and there's even one who, although not a late-stage Martial Emperor, possesses strength close to one; this is simply monstrous.”

“Damn it, the Northern Heavenly Region is just a wild land. Where did so many experts come from?”

The surviving bandits cursed in disbelief, their hearts trembling. “What can we do? This time, we’ve truly stumbled. But for me, the Evil Light Martial Emperor, to admit defeat so easily? That’s not how we do things! The Alchemy Pavilion’s team in the Northern Heavenly Region? They’re definitely a fat sheep. We can’t swallow them ourselves, but we can send word to other forces in the Undying Sea. Let’s join forces and take them down.” The big boss, the Evil Light Martial Emperor, growled fiercely.

“Big Boss is brilliant.”

“We must avenge the Second Boss.”

“Join forces with other factions and wipe them out.”