Martial Master

Qin Chen looked at the five or six figures, all of which were at the Human Level cultivation, approximately at the early peak, while two of them were at the mid-level, but it seemed they hadn't entered the mid-level for long.

The few of them were shrouded in a light of rules, but from their aura, it was clear that their understanding of the laws of heaven and earth was not profound and only lingered on the surface.

Qin Chen realized that in the lower realm, in order to break through the Saint Realm, one must comprehend the origin, and the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth was akin to opening up the heavens. Each of them was quite proficient; although the rules in the lower realm were not as strong as in the upper realm, in terms of understanding the profound meaning of the rules, the Saint Realm experts in the lower realm were not weak.

However, it was the opposite in the upper realm.

The rules in the upper realm were too strong, and there was an abundance of heavenly and earthly sacred aura, making it very easy to refine the origin. Refining the origin in the upper realm was equivalent to a breakthrough to Martial Venerable or Martial King in the lower realm, with the difficulty much less compared to the lower realm.

This also led to the fact that the experts in the upper realm, having absorbed too much of the heavenly and earthly sacred aura, became incredibly powerful, but their understanding of the rules was not as good as some Saint Realm experts from the lower realm.

The five or six figures jumped over with expressions of surprise.

“Eh! Senior Sister, there's another person here!”

“Who are you?”

“Why are you appearing here? We are disciples of the Ancient Bell Sect, and this forest is within our Ancient Bell Sect's territory. Speak your origins quickly, or don’t blame us for being impolite.”

At that moment, they also discovered the extremely disheveled Qin Chen, immediately showing a wary expression.

Among the few, a woman stepped forward, frowning and asking, “Senior, which sect's disciple are you? Why are you in the Tianmang Mountain Range?”

Qin Chen glanced at them; these individuals were not weak, but compared to the two he had killed earlier—Chen Guang and another—they were considerably weaker and posed no threat to him. If he wanted to take action, he could likely eliminate them in an instant.

However, having finally encountered people, Qin Chen naturally wouldn’t act rashly.

“I am a wandering martial artist, ambushed by enemies, heavily injured and healing here. I have no intention of becoming enemies with you all, so please rest assured,” Qin Chen said with cupped hands. “May I ask who you are? What place is this Tianmang Mountain Range? I had closed off for some time and only managed to escape, so I am not clear about my current location.”

“If you could inform me about some situation, I will not treat you unfairly.”

Qin Chen swept a glance at the group and spoke.

“You were chased here by someone?”

A male figure scrutinized Qin Chen carefully and asked, “I’ve never heard of Tianmang Mountain Range. Where exactly did you escape from? Also, you mentioned not treating us unfairly; what benefits can you offer us?”

Qin Chen remained silent. With a flick of his finger, a bottle of Sacred Origin Pills appeared in his hand. This Sacred Origin Pill was something he had refined in the Sacred Forbidden Land. He said lightly, “This is a bottle of Sacred Origin Pills. As long as you can truthfully inform me, this bottle of Sacred Origin Pills will be my reward.”

“Sacred Origin Pills, you actually have Sacred Origin Pills?”

The group exclaimed in shock, seemingly very surprised.

Qin Chen frowned; although Sacred-grade pills were precious, these individuals seemed to also be disciples of some sect and shouldn’t be so astonished.

The few men and women did not answer Qin Chen directly, but instead moved aside to discuss quietly.

“Senior Sister, what should we do?

This person looks severely injured. Are we going to help him?