Martial Master

Seeing this scene, Yan Guan sneered, Qiu Pu Chun had already been sealed by his unique methods of the Bloodline Sacred Land. Even if others were to rescue him, as long as they couldn't unlock the restrictions on Qiu Pu Chun, he would still face certain death—only a matter of time.

"Hmm?" Fu Qiankun immediately sensed the restrictions within Qiu Pu Chun's body, and his anger erupted like a volcano. The restrictions on Qiu Pu Chun were left by the Bloodline Sacred Land, designed to target the most heinous individuals. It was unexpected that Yan Guan would use it on his own brothers, which pained him deeply.

Despite his anger, his hands did not stop moving. He quickly formed hand seals, and a wave of invisible bloodline light flowed, instantly merging into Qiu Pu Chun's body, unraveling the restrictions within him in an incredibly short time.

"Who exactly are you?"

Yan Guan and Qiu Tongguang, along with other experts from the Bloodline Sacred Land, stared in shock at Fu Qiankun. How could someone break their special sealing techniques in just a few moves? Even as the ones casting the spells, they probably couldn't accomplish such a feat in such a short time.

"Hmph, weren't you all planning to hunt me down before? How come when I appear, you no longer recognize me?" Fu Qiankun coldly snorted, his voice like thunder, shaking everyone’s minds, causing all present to feel a wave of terror.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Yan Guan's expression changed drastically. He thought of someone and trembled violently, while Qiu Tongguang also felt a chill in his heart, his right hand slightly shaking.

This scene did not escape the eyes of all the strong ones present, who were all left in shock. Who exactly was this man in black? Why did Yan Guan and the others react this way as soon as he spoke?

"Disciple, do you still recognize your Master?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Fu Qiankun stirred the blood energy within him, shedding the appearance of a blood beast to reveal a thin and emaciated face.

Thud, thud, thud!

All the veteran experts from the Bloodline Sacred Land changed their expressions drastically, retreating in disbelief and horror.

"Master... Master?"

"Fu Qiankun, the president!"

"President Fu?"

"Impossible!"

Yan Guan and the others turned pale, their voices trembling with endless fear. Although they had long since sided with the Piao Miao Palace and prepared to hunt down Fu Qiankun, when they truly saw him in person, a wave of uncontrollable fear surged within them.

"It is Fu Qiankun."

"President of the Bloodline Sacred Land."

"Once the number one on the continent."

Under the arena, even among the top powers like Wan Bao Lou, some from the older generation recognized Fu Qiankun, their faces changing dramatically.

Nothing was more shocking than seeing the person they intended to hunt down right before them, and some younger top experts, although they had never seen Fu Qiankun, had heard of his deeds, all showing curious expressions.

Fu Qiankun coldly glanced at Yan Guan and said word by word: "Yan Guan, you are quite good, truly worthy of being my good disciple. Back then, how did I cultivate you? Now, you have actually sided with the Piao Miao Palace and colluded with the Demon Tribe. Now, you even want to harm your Master, you really have some guts."

Fu Qiankun's tone was calm, but each word struck Yan Guan’s heart like a heavy hammer.

"Master... No... Fu Qiankun, it is you who colluded with the Demon Tribe."

Yan Guan could not bear to look into Fu Qiankun's eyes, he shouted in a low voice.

Everyone furrowed their brows, as both sides had different accounts, making the situation increasingly interesting.

"Fu Qiankun, you colluded with the Demon Tribe, and today you dare to intrude into the Holy Capital. This is simply an unforgivable crime. We were originally preparing to attack you, but unexpectedly, you walked into the trap yourself and should kneel down and surrender, there is still a way out; otherwise, it will be death."