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Martial Master

Chapter 1543: Refining the Flesh 💪

Published: November 30, -0001

In fact, even before these Martial Emperors could speak, Yue Chaolun and the others had already noticed Qin Chen's approach.

They saw a figure darting through the massive crowd of blood-colored Strange Beasts like a black lightning bolt, causing a series of explosions along the way.

"Only one person?"

The people from the Bloodline Sacred Land were initially filled with immense joy, but upon seeing only a single figure, their hearts sank, and their excitement vanished without a trace.

Facing so many blood-colored Strange Beasts alone, no matter how capable one might be, it was impossible to kill them all; in the end, the conclusion would still be to be devoured by the blood-colored Strange Beasts. "Hmph, I didn't expect someone would dare to rush in like this, truly seeking death." The black-clothed man, who had initially been startled, sneered when he realized there was only one person. Even if the newcomer possessed strength akin to Yue Chaolun, it wouldn't change anything; within at most a few dozen breaths, he would undoubtedly die beneath the onslaught of so many blood-colored Strange Beasts.

The black-clothed man even calculated the remaining lifespan of Qin Chen.

One breath!

Five breaths!

Ten breaths!

In the blink of an eye, twenty breaths had passed, but the chaos and commotion over there showed no signs of stopping, and in fact, it was still surging closer. Everyone found it hard to believe and rubbed their eyes; indeed, although the figure had been enveloped by the countless blood-colored Strange Beasts, the sounds of battle had not ceased, and they could vaguely see that within the roaring noises, a figure was darting about and gradually approaching them.

This is impossible!

Not only was the black-clothed man stunned, but even Yue Chaolun and his group were left speechless. Honestly speaking, even if Yue Chaolun himself rushed into this crowd of blood-colored Strange Beasts, he wouldn't dare to say he could survive. Yet, that figure showed no signs of faltering and was not attempting to escape; instead, he was charging toward the core area where the main hall was located, seemingly wanting to get closer to them.

"Could this person be here to save them?" A thought rapidly emerged in Yue Chaolun's mind. This was indeed possible; someone of that caliber would certainly not be oblivious to the existence of the blood-colored Strange Beasts. Rushing in recklessly, even if the person initially didn't notice the numerous blood-colored Strange Beasts, they should have realized the situation as soon as they found themselves surrounded and could have escaped.

But now, the person was not fleeing from the layers of blood-colored Strange Beasts; instead, he was continuously closing in on them, which could only mean one thing: he was specifically here to save them.

Who exactly is this person? Upon thinking about this, Yue Chaolun felt a surge of excitement within him. Although the Bloodline Sacred Land had good relations with various major powers, Yue Chaolun couldn't think of any strong individual among these powers who would risk their life to save them, especially alone.

Yue Chaolun was not afraid of death; rather, he was worried about the safety of Jia Yiyi and the other disciples. As long as Jia Yiyi and the others could escape alive, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

In an instant, everyone from the Bloodline Sacred Land looked towards the slowly approaching figure with a prayerful gaze, each silently praying, their hearts in their throats.

Amid the blood-colored Strange Beasts, Qin Chen, surrounded by a dense swarm of them, showed no signs of fear on his face. He knew that once these blood-colored Strange Beasts locked onto a target, they would undoubtedly try to kill that target. This was terrifying for others; imagining dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of blood-colored Strange Beasts attacking a single person, no matter how formidable, it would be impossible. Once the defenses were breached, there would be no chance to catch one's breath before being torn apart by the countless blood-colored Strange Beasts.