Martial Master

The person appeared disheveled, looking utterly miserable with long, tangled hair that obscured his face, giving him a pitiful appearance. It was unclear how long it had been since he had last groomed himself.

His eyes were hollow, as if his eyeballs had been forcefully removed, with blood scabs still lingering at the corners, sending a chill down one's spine and evoking terror.

Yet his posture remained straight, standing proudly within the cave, never kneeling, exuding an air of fierce determination.

His body was pierced by several black iron chains, which were engraved with countless complex and obscure runes, emanating a chilling aura that radiated an unsettling feeling.

These runes flickered between light and dark, resembling flames burning, and even from a distance, the cold aura instilled fear in one’s heart.

“Soul Nail Lock!”

Qin Chen's expression changed drastically as he exclaimed.

“What is a Soul Nail Lock?” Ji Ruyue looked over. “The Soul Nail Lock is extremely cruel. These chains pierce through this person's flesh, but in reality, they burn his soul every moment, ensuring that his soul is forever in torment, unable to transcend or perish. It is a heartless method.”

Ji Ruyue's expression slightly changed, her face pale; such a method was too terrifying. The constant burning of the soul was an excruciating ordeal.

Swish!

At this moment, You Qianxue had just finished her cultivation, exuding a terrifying aura as she entered the cave. Upon seeing this scene, her face immediately turned to one of shock, and she exclaimed, “Young Master Chen, who is this person?”

“I'm not sure, but he should be a powerful individual captured by the Piao Miao Palace. It seems that the foreign soul master wanted to break in here to take over this person,” Qin Chen furrowed his brows, feeling an inexplicable familiarity with the figure, as if he had seen him before.

Qin Chen stepped forward to closely examine the black iron chains, searching for a way to break them, while he curiously asked the elder, “Esteemed senior, who are you, and why are you imprisoned here?”

“Hahaha!”

Though the elder's eyes were missing, and his soul was pinned by the Soul Nail Chains, rendering him unable to perceive, he heard the commotion and immediately let out a cold laugh, filled with scorn. “Despicable people from the Piao Miao Palace and the Demon Tribe, if you have the guts, kill me! But if you think you can learn the secrets of the Bloodline Sacred Land from me, you are dreaming! Hahaha! Even if I am cut into a thousand pieces, my soul scattered, I will never betray humanity or the Bloodline Sacred Land! And to pretend not to know me here, I spit on you!”

The elder laughed heartily, his voice hoarse and desolate, extremely weak, clearly nearing the end.

However, despite his quiet voice, it carried an unyielding intent that radiated strength.

Bloodline Sacred Land?

Qin Chen was taken aback and exclaimed, “You are from the Bloodline Sacred Land?”

For some reason, he felt an increasing sense of familiarity with this person.

“I spit! Still pretending! Shangguan Xi’er, you colluded with the alien race; you won’t have a good end,” the elder cursed angrily.

“Esteemed senior, you are mistaken. We are not Shangguan Xi’er; we are here to save you,” Ji Ruyue quickly interjected.

“Save me? Ridiculous! This place is a stronghold of the Piao Miao Palace, and there are powerful beings from the Demon Tribe guarding it. Who can save me here? The methods of your Piao Miao Palace have truly become worse; do you think I am an idiot? I spit on you! If you have the guts, then kill me!” The elder completely did not believe them and sneered repeatedly.

Ji Ruyue couldn't help but feel exasperated; this guy wouldn’t even trust them to save him.

At that moment, however, Qin Chen’s body trembled as if he had seen something unbelievable, staring at the elder in shock.

“You are Fu Qiankun?” he gasped, realizing the truth; this elder was actually Fu Qiankun, the president of the Bloodline Sacred Land.