Martial Master

"Yong Ye is about to hold on no longer. Let's make our move quickly. Shang Wuji and the others releasing this ancient Demon Tribe powerhouse definitely has a conspiracy behind it. We must not let this demon escape," Ji Ruyue said in a solemn voice.

She came from the hidden Ji family, holding a significant status, and naturally knew some things about the Demon Tribe. This was a race that once invaded the Tianwu Continent in ancient times, making them the arch-enemy of all martial artists on the Tianwu Continent.

Qin Chen shook his head. "There's no rush. Just now, Yong Ye asked us to hold our positions. It might have its own intentions."

His gaze was heavy as he focused on the battle in the arena. Countless demonic energies swept in with the fighting, and even the residual waves were incredibly powerful, far beyond what an ordinary Martial Emperor could withstand.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

After about half the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Skeleton Captain finally could not hold on anymore, and half of its body shattered.

Ji Ruyue and the others were immediately taken aback, revealing expressions of anxiety. If the Skeleton Captain were to be defeated, they would be in danger.

Unexpectedly, the Skeleton Captain's exposed half-body burst forth, seemingly unfazed, and instead, a terrifyingly potent aura was released from its body.

It was its skeleton.

On the exposed skeleton of the Skeleton Captain, black runes flowed and dazzling light emerged, faintly radiating a trace of golden halo, exuding a unique and terrifying aura.

It was the aura of the Demon Lord's remains.

Qin Chen's eyes narrowed. In a certain sense, the defense of the Skeleton Captain was even beyond his Undying Sacred Body. The Demon Lord, the common master of the Demon Tribe, commanded countless Demon Lords under its banner.

Although Qin Chen did not know how terrifying the Demon Lord truly was, it was undoubtedly the top ruler of the Demon Tribe, a major figure, even the supreme leader of the Demon Tribe.

And the Skeleton Captain had absorbed part of the source power from the Demon Lord's remains, meaning that the current Skeleton Captain's defensive power was definitely above his own.

Feeling the aura from the Skeleton Captain's skeleton, Mo Ka La's eyes suddenly revealed a trace of awe, and it immediately stopped its attacks, mumbling something to the Skeleton Captain.

The Skeleton Captain then stood proudly in mid-air, its gaze disdainful, and mumbled a few words in reply.

After exchanging a few words, Mo Ka La's expression suddenly changed, and it knelt down respectfully before the Skeleton Captain. The Skeleton Captain said nothing, merely nodded slightly, and then dark demonic energy swirled around it, rapidly healing its shattered half-body. Its frame, which had swollen to nearly three meters tall, quickly shrank back down, and it donned a black cloak, concealing its visage.

"Master, it's settled."

The Skeleton Captain swooped down beside Qin Chen and communicated through sound transmission.

"I told Mo Ka La that I inherited the legacy of our clan's Demon Lord and bear the responsibility of reviving the Demon Tribe; naturally, Mo Ka La would not dare to make a move against me."

The Demon Tribe is fundamentally different from the human race, with an extremely strict hierarchy. Much like the Blood Beasts, in the Blood Beast world, those with high-level bloodlines, even if temporarily low in cultivation, will still earn the respect of other formidable Blood Beasts.

The Skeleton Captain, having received the Demon Lord's legacy, is equivalent to a king within the Demon Tribe. Even an ancient being like Mo Ka La would not dare to be disrespectful in its presence.

This is a concept ingrained in their souls, unbreakable. Of course, this also has to do with Mo Ka La's somewhat dull-witted nature. Qin Chen could feel that while Mo Ka La's strength was indeed formidable, its mind seemed rather unclear, almost foolish, whether due to its inherent nature or because it had sustained serious injuries or had been in slumber for too many years.