Martial Master

“Damn it, just a little bit more!” Chi Yan Mo Jun knew it was impossible to kill Qin Chen now and could only put away the Swallowing Sky Demon Bottle, feeling extremely frustrated in his heart. “My Lord Chi Yan, what shall we do next?” Mo Li asked anxiously as he flew over. “Let’s go, enter the altar,” Chi Yan Mo Jun said coldly with a flash in his eyes. “But that guy knows our identity…” “Although this person knows our identity, he didn’t reveal it when we were outside, which shows he doesn’t want to expose our identity. Otherwise, if he had just spoken out at that time, do you think we could have walked here alive? We might have been forced to escape long ago,” Chi Yan Mo Jun said, narrowing his eyes, his mind very clear.

Mo Li was stunned; indeed, if that guy wanted to kill them, he only needed to expose their Demon Tribe identity during the previous encounter in the square. The Extreme Mirror Dan Emperor and others would surely join forces against them, and in that case, the only thing they could do was flee. “Then what is that person’s purpose?” Mo Li couldn't help but ask, baffled. “It’s still unclear, but since we’re here, we can’t return empty-handed. We can only proceed step by step,” Chi Yan Mo Jun’s eyes flickered.

As the two spoke, they simultaneously stepped into the altar ahead.

Buzz! As they entered the altar, they arrived at a special place where endless demonic energy swirled above their heads, and beneath their feet was an altar. Looking around, they did not find Qin Chen’s figure; just as they were about to speak, they discovered that each of them had vanished. Strange!

“Boom!” Above the sky, endless demonic energy descended, instantly enveloping Chi Yan Mo Jun and Mo Li. At this moment, Qin Chen was also wrapped in an invisible force. He remained calm, his gaze steady, and suddenly the surrounding scenery changed.

He found himself standing alone on a desolate plain, with his pupils constricting and a contemplative expression on his face. It appeared that the form of the trial here was different, but the essence was extremely similar, as it was influenced by some kind of illusion.

On the plain, the wind blew sand and stones, and the yellow sand rolled about. Qin Chen stretched out his hand, feeling the yellow sand against his skin; it was rough and gritty. He rubbed it between his fingers, confirming its reality. “Big Black Cat, can you…” Qin Chen sent a thought to the Qian Kun Zao Hua Jade Dish, but to his horror, he found he had lost contact with it. Clearly, this place could even sever the connection between him and the Qian Kun Zao Hua Jade Dish.

Standing atop a solitary hill, he looked out over the boundless yellow sand. Suddenly, countless grains of yellow sand solidified. “Hoo hoo hoo!” The grains rapidly gathered, forming giant sand golems, towering several meters high, exuding a yellowish glow, heavy with the power of the earth, rushing in from all directions. “They’re coming.”

Qin Chen’s gaze was indifferent as he suddenly activated the Tian Hun Forbidden Technique. He knew that everything before him was illusory, merely an illusion, and immediately began to use the Tian Hun Forbidden Technique to try and see through this mysterious illusion.

“Ten Thousand Gods Technique!” Boom! Qin Chen’s eyes narrowed, fierce light shooting forth, transforming into two blood-red eyes. A strange power rippled through his pupils, and wherever he looked, the sand beasts vanished in droves.

Bang bang bang… These sand beasts lost their strength under Qin Chen’s eye technique and exploded one after another, but the surrounding world of the plain could not be broken free; it still imprisoned Qin Chen. “It seems this illusion is not invincible, but to completely see through it is no easy task.” Qin Chen was already a hundred percent sure that the trial of this altar was to defeat these illusionary beasts or break through this illusion. If he unfortunately died here, it would be a real death.