Martial Master

If Qin Chen can collect all the Saint Veins in the entire ruin, he will immediately become a wealthy figure in the Heavenly Realm, and even commanding a region will be no problem.

Because such treasures cannot even be brought out by peak Saint Masters; they are the legacy of the Heavenly Venerable.

"Kid, dare you!"

But just as Qin Chen was about to collect this Saint Vein, a loud thunderous roar echoed into the stone chamber. With a whoosh, a burly old man covered in scales flew into the stone chamber. Looking at Qin Chen, he shook his hand and unleashed a punch, instantly unleashing a terrifying might that erupted with astonishing wild power, locking onto the ancient Saint Vein in the center of the stone chamber.

"Human brat, what identity do you have to dare collect this ancient Saint Vein? This place is the inheritance site of the Heavenly Fire Venerable, already targeted by my family's Demon Saint Lord. My family's Demon Saint Lord is the prince of the Demon Clan's royal tomb, and no one can offend him. Quickly leave this place, and considering you are from the human race, there is still a way to live; otherwise, it will be a dead end!"

While collecting the ancient Saint Vein, this burly old man issued a severe warning, simultaneously spitting out patches of black light. These black lights turned out to be fragments of pitch-black scales, surrounding Qin Chen and Chen Sisi.

His arrogance was simply astonishing.

Boom! Chen Sisi quickly pointed out, resisting the pitch-black light, and said to the scaled old man, "This Saint Vein was discovered by us first, and this Heavenly Fire Venerable is also a respected figure of our human race. If we are to discuss who the treasure belongs to, it should rightfully belong to our human race. How dare you from the Demon Clan forcibly seize our treasure?"

Both Qin Chen and Chen Sisi could see that this black-scaled old man was actually a powerful being of the Demon Clan, exuding a wild aura that seemed like a savage blood beast, bursting forth with overwhelming killing intent.

"You little girl are looking for death!"

The black-scaled old man glared fiercely: "What human race, what Demon Clan? Even if you are a master of the human race, how can you compare to my family's royal tomb prince? My family’s master is the prince of the Demon Clan's royal tomb, the rightful heir; even your human race's Saint Masters would not dare offend him for the sake of maintaining harmony between our two races. You should hurry and kneel down to leave the stone chamber, or I will ensure that you two juniors will have no place to die."

As the black-scaled old man roared, a series of black scales emerged above his head. These scales were likely his own innate Sacred Treasures. Each scale shot out black light, containing an astonishing wild energy, sweeping towards Qin Chen and Chen Sisi with great force.

"Chen, this person's background is the prince of the Demon Clan's royal tomb. What should we do... That royal tomb is rumored to be a top-tier force of the Demon Clan; the royal tomb prince should be similar to a son of a human king from our ancient Heavenly Court, holding a not insignificant status among the Demon Clan."

Chen Sisi immediately transmitted her thoughts to Qin Chen. The Demon Clan and the human race were once great enemies in ancient times, engaging in countless wars over the supremacy of the Heavenly Realm, resulting in incredibly fierce battles.

However, later the Demon Tribe rose abruptly, and suddenly launched an attack. The human and Demon Clans joined forces to confront the Demon Tribe to maintain the Heavenly Realm. It can be said that currently, the human and Demon Clans are still allies, and the Demon Clan is also a large race in the Heavenly Realm, making Chen Sisi hesitant and cautious.

"Hmph, what Demon Clan ghost tribe?

Even if the son of a human king comes, if he dares to seize my treasure, I will not hold back. What royal tomb prince? He should roll back to where he came from."

Little did he know that as soon as Chen Sisi's thoughts had transmitted halfway, Qin Chen suddenly snorted coldly and stepped out, unleashing his killing fist intent, directly shattering the black scales sweeping toward him, filling the room with the sound of wild beast energy pouring out.