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Martial Master

Chapter 2068: Demon Qi Altar đź”®

Published: November 30, -0001

“Ha, haha…”

Someone chuckled a few times, wiping the cold sweat from their forehead, and awkwardly said, “How can one truly achieve eternal life? Even the legendary Immortal Array should only sustain life for a certain period, right? The Thunder Sea was born countless years ago, at least in ancient times. Even if this is an array that sustains life, those inside must have long since died. The reason it devours essence and blood is only because the energy of the array hasn’t been exhausted yet and continues to operate.”

This immediately garnered the agreement of the crowd, who felt it made sense, and the chilling atmosphere dissipated a little.

“Humph, whether they are dead or alive, if someone really tries to play tricks, we’ll just kill them. With so many of us, are we afraid of a reckless fool?” Long Batian snorted coldly, clearly not believing it.

“What Long Ancestor said is music to my ears. What dead or alive, I’m not afraid of the dead, but I’m wary of some living people pretending to be mysterious, wanting us to retreat and monopolize the treasures, that’s true.” Shangguan Gufeng also chuckled sinisterly.

Qin Chen didn’t say anything further; whether they believed it or not was their business.

“Since that’s the case, let’s turn hostility into friendship and work together to cross this array. If there’s another conflict, don’t blame this Emperor for being impolite.” Jijing Dan Emperor snorted, warning as he cast a pointed gaze at Long Batian.

Everyone else looked over as well.

“Humph, what are you all staring at me for?” Long Batian huffed, but he knew that everyone had begun to doubt him, so he didn’t dare to act recklessly.

“Then everyone should follow me.” Lou Zimo immediately took the lead, and the group cautiously followed behind, slowly advancing.

However, this time, many chose to follow Qin Chen and Fu Qiankun, mostly the martial artists from Thunder City, clearly determined to hitch a ride.

Qin Chen didn’t mind. Instead of reprimanding them, he smiled at everyone and said, “Everyone, be careful. If you need anything, just speak up. We are all martial artists from Thunder City and should help each other.”

This naturally earned more praises from the crowd.

“Qin Chen, why get tangled up with these guys?” Fu Qiankun glanced at the many disciples from Thunder City, snorting coldly as he secretly communicated.

Don’t be fooled by how respectful and obedient these guys seem now; it’s because they need their help. Once treasures appear, they’ll be unrecognizable. Among the martial artists in the world, there are very few who are genuinely good people; Fu Qiankun had seen through this long ago.

Qin Chen smiled slightly, “Though these people may not be of much use, they are not entirely useless. Bringing them along at least gives us some moral high ground. Moreover, don't forget, they may not be of much use, but there are still many top-tier powerhouses from Thunder City deep in this Demon Land.”

Fu Qiankun was taken aback, “You want to unite those top-tier powerhouses from Thunder City against Long Batian and the others?”

Qin Chen smiled mysteriously, “Yes and no. Anyway, there’s no loss, so why not?”

Fu Qiankun shook his head, no longer asking about it.

Rather, Lu Zian and Rao Yuange had completely changed their view of Qin Chen and Fu Qiankun. Especially after learning about Long Batian's identity, Lu Zian’s eyes were nearly bulging out.

Damn, this is the ancestor of the continent's top force! No wonder he was defeated in one strike! Such a powerhouse, even the Commander wouldn’t dare to offend easily, yet Young Master Chen had the guts to confront him, and the key point is that he actually won.

This, this, this…

Lu Zian didn’t know what to say anymore. He had made up his mind to follow Qin Chen closely. When he finally met the Commander, he would introduce both sides. Lu Zian understood well that although it was Fu Qiankun who drove Long Batian back, Young Master Chen was also an extraordinary powerhouse. At least back then, he had almost run away with just one strike.