Published: November 30, -0001
"HongYan Martial Emperor, my Xuanyuan Empire and your Piao Miao Palace cannot coexist."
The Golden Body Martial Emperor roared, his entire being shining with golden light, resembling a golden war god.
Pfft!
He retracted the golden talisman, halted his confrontation with the leader of the black-clad men, and charged towards the HongYan Martial Emperor like a madman.
The HongYan Martial Emperor was still in a daze, completely unable to understand what the Skeleton Helmsman meant by speaking to her like that, when she saw the Golden Body Martial Emperor charging at her. She immediately dared not be careless, suspending her doubts and hastily retaliating.
Boom!
The Golden Body Martial Emperor and the HongYan Martial Emperor instantly engaged in a fierce battle, their true essence boiling, their energy surging to the heavens. In the stone cave, Gulas was currently rampaging, with the absence of the Golden Body Martial Emperor, the other Nine Level Martial Gods, such as Long Zhen Tian, posed no threat to him. All that could be heard were continuous screams as many Martial Emperors from various forces fell, and after Yu Haowen, two more top-tier Nine Level Martial Gods were slain by Gulas, their blood splattering and being absorbed into the restrictive formations around the cave.
On another side, Mo Ka La and the Skeleton Helmsman appeared next to Lu Hao Ran, blocking the exit of the passage, coldly staring at Qin Chen and his group.
Moreover, many of the hosts from the Demon Tribe under the leader of the black-clad men had also intercepted the powerful members of various forces, each one overwhelmingly strong.
The leader of the black-clad men was completely at ease; with Mo Ka La, Gulas, and these subordinates present, there was no need for him to take action. All he needed to do was activate the restrictive formations and quickly open that seal.
"The blood of the Nine Level Martial Gods is indeed rich, but it's still missing two. Once two more Human Level Martial Emperors die, the aura of the demon will be required..." The leader of the black-clad menβs gaze flickered, swiftly waving the flag in his hand, as the restrictive formations continuously operated, a suffocating essence spreading out. The crystal island in the center of the Melting Flame Lake kept shattering, and the Rule Divine Tree began to tilt.
A more terrifying and heart-pounding aura surged from beneath that crystal island, making everyone feel as if they were being watched by the grim reaper, their hair standing on end, raising countless goosebumps.
"Hahaha, with just you few, do you think you can break out? Stay here and wait to die!" Lu Hao Ran stood beside Mo Ka La and the Skeleton Helmsman, grinning maliciously.
"Qin Chen, what should we do now?"
Situ Zhen and Yue Chao Lun, along with the disciples of the two great forces, stopped, their scalps tingling with fear as they looked towards Qin Chen.
They had witnessed Gulas's terror firsthand, having killed Gui Yuan Sect's Yu Haowen in mere moments; his strength far surpassed theirs.
And now, among the two Demon Tribe members they faced, it seemed one of their identities was comparable to Gulas. With such powerful beings, could they possibly hold them back?
It was simply that they had followed Qin Chen too quickly; currently, the only ones at the passage were just the three of them, totaling merely the combat power of three Nine Level Martial Gods β how could they possibly compete with those ancient Demon Tribe powerhouses?
"Hmph, just three Demon Tribe members. I will hold them back; you all hurry and leave."
Qin Chen's expression remained unchanged as he coldly snorted, not retreating in the face of a top-tier Demon Tribe powerhouse like Mo Ka La, but charging forward alone.
"Qin Chen!"
"Come back!"
"What are you doing?"
"Hurry back!"
Yue Chao Lun and Situ Zhen cried out in fear, while Ouyang Na Na and Jia Yi Yi also gasped in shock, and the eyes of Ye Mo, Yan Chi Dao, and others widened in disbelief.
Qin Chen actually intended to battle these three powerful Demon Tribe beings single-handedly β what was the difference from suicide?