Martial Master

At this moment, in the entire grand hall, apart from Qin Chen, all the Overlord-level experts had fallen, not a single one remained, and a tragic aura lingered everywhere.

Qin Chen stood like a demon lord, looking up at the distant fiery palace and dark altar in the sky. "Is this the place of inheritance of the Heavenly Fire Venerable and the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Venerable? Why does that palace look so much like the Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace? No wonder there was some movement from the Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace before. Could it be a replica of the Heavenly Fire Venerable's inheritance palace? Is this Heavenly Fire Venerable's inheritance palace truly the Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace in the real sense?"

Qin Chen felt the connection between the two and pondered. He was now basically certain that the Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace was definitely a replica of the Heavenly Fire Venerable's inheritance palace. This meant that he and the Heavenly Fire Venerable had some ties. Especially since the Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace was not only a heavenly treasure of fire but also a treasure for alchemy. Currently, his replica was just a Heavenly Saint treasure, at most capable of refining Heavenly-grade Holy Pills. When it came to refining enemies, it was somewhat lacking. But if he obtained the real Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace, as long as he could activate a trace of it, he could easily refine top experts, and even after he made a breakthrough, he could refine a Saint Master.

If combined with the Sky Patch technique, how powerful would the Purple Sky Dou Shuai Palace become? Just thinking about it made Qin Chen feel invigorated.

However, what worried Qin Chen more at the moment was Sisi, as he had absorbed the memories of these experts and knew that Sisi had disappeared because the two Venerables' treasures suddenly appeared and were taken away by an invisible light.

What exactly was this light? Even Qin Chen couldn't discern it, and he didn't know if Sisi was alive or dead.

"Sisi, where are you? Are you within that Venerable's treasure?"

Qin Chen murmured, soaring into the sky, no longer wasting time, and headed towards the place of inheritance of the two Venerables.

Meanwhile, in a hidden void outside the grand hall, Shao Jikang and other experts from the Eastern Celestial Realm were concealed in a secret void, all feeling frightened and pale.

"How could this happen?"

"Has Lord Dong Huang Jue Yi been defeated by him? Swallowed into his body and started being refined? Is this real? It's not an illusion, is it? My eyes are sure they aren't deceiving me?"

"What just happened? Lord Dong Huang Jue Yi was pierced by his punch, then grabbed and directly sent into the Holy Yuan, causing an explosion, and swallowed into his body? How could it happen so quickly? Even a half-step Saint Master couldn't defeat Lord Dong Huang Jue Yi so fast!"

"This Qin Chen is too strong, truly monstrous, far more terrifying than that Holy Son Shen Zhao. When did our Eastern Celestial Realm produce such a prodigy? Lord Dong Huang Jue Yi, he is an expert on par with Lord Yao Wuming, and he was just killed like that?"

They were all extremely shocked, cautiously hiding in the void. Initially, they planned to find an opportunity to secretly vie for the Holy Master’s Holy Vein, but now they were so frightened that their souls were almost gone, filled with fear, lacking even the courage to escape.

"Shao Jikang, what should we do now? Should we hurry to escape?"

"Escape? Are you looking for death? Even Lord Dong Huang Jue Yi couldn’t escape while using the Dark Emperor’s Crown. Can we hide from Qin Chen’s pursuit? It seems he hasn’t discovered us yet; as long as we carefully conceal ourselves here and don’t let him find out, we can leave after he departs."

"Look! That Qin Chen has left the grand hall; he’s... going to the Heavenly Fire Venerable’s residence."

"Great! He’s gone."

Shao Jikang and the others watched as Qin Chen’s figure flickered and then disappeared from their view, directly leaving. They all breathed a sigh of relief, their tense bodies relaxing, only then realizing they were drenched in cold sweat.