Published: December 30, 2024
A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, and an invisible ripple shot toward Su Quan like a cannonball. The entire sky seemed to go berserk in an instant under this terrifying energy, and the void was directly solidified. A horrifying stream of light swiftly approached Su Quan.
"What?"
Su Quan was taken aback. This attack contained endless rage, causing an overwhelming fear to surge deep within his heart. In the face of this crisis, a pitch-black light suddenly enveloped him, and a defensive barrier with the aura of a half-step Saint Master appeared right before him.
Bang! The deafening impact resonated, and Su Quan was instantly blasted away. With a rumble, his body felt as though it had been struck by a speeding star. The Holy Yuan shield on him shattered with a bang, and an unparalleled terrifying force violently rushed into his body. He didn't even have time to react to what had happened before he spat out blood.
Crack! Crack! The sounds of bones shattering echoed, and Su Quan didn't know how many bones had been broken. Anger and surprise flickered in his eyes as the half-step Saint Master flying boat suddenly appeared above him, enveloping him. Crack! Crack! The shattered bones on Su Quan rapidly fused back together as he glared ferociously into the distance.
"Su Quan, Lord?"
"Who is it?"
"Who made a move?"
Dong Yu Yin and the others also exclaimed, each looking horrified at the source of the attack, all stunned by this sudden assault.
Below, in Tianlei City, all the citizens were also dumbstruck. Initially thinking that the black slaves were doomed, they all looked up in excitement at the distant sky and saw the aura of the Dao of Heaven above Tianlei City rejoicing.
The black slaves trembled as they said, "That voice..." It was so familiar. Some who were extremely close to Qin Chen were all in a daze, unable to believe it, their bodies shaking because this voice was so familiar, almost identical to the voice they longed for. Though it carried anger, it was a voice they couldn't mishear.
Then everyone saw a figure emanating a heavenly aura flying slowly from the distant horizon, facing them. Rays of sunlight fell perfectly upon him, and from afar, it looked like a war god bathed in the brilliance of the scorching sun descending from the heavens, bringing with it the might to annihilate everything, arriving above Tianlei City.
"Who gave you the courage to wreak havoc on my continent!"
A cold voice rang out, coldly gazing at the group of talents from Yao Mie Mansion, his eyes brimming with a chilling killing intent. Then, he turned his gaze down toward Tianlei City.
"Young Master Chen!"
"Master!"
"Teacher!"
"Qin Chen!"
Everyone below stared blankly at that figure, the familiar figure. The faces of the black slaves and others all involuntarily revealed expressions of excitement, and many even shed tears, overwhelmed with joy.
"Everyone, I have returned. Sorry for coming late."
A warm voice spread throughout the heavens and earth. Qin Chen looked down at the injured, blood-soaked crowd, his voice carrying a hint of guilt, a trace of excitement, and a touch of relief.
"Young Master Chen!"
The crowd murmured, the throng momentarily falling silent before instantly boiling over like an exploded powder keg.
Every face was filled with excitement, tears streaming down their cheeks.
They could never have imagined that at this moment of imminent death, Qin Chen would suddenly appear to save them all.
Not just the people from Chen Di Pavilion, but countless experts in the Saint Realm across the continent displayed immense excitement on their faces.
Is this the Qin Chen who had once destroyed the schemes of the Miaomiao Palace and the Demon Tribe, slaying the visitors from the heavens?
Tianlei City had developed rapidly over the past few years, yet many were seeing Qin Chen for the first time, all shocked beyond belief.
No one had anticipated that Qin Chen would return at this critical moment.
"Alright, look at how fired up you all are. I didn't see you this excited when I came back."