Martial Master

“Everyone from the Guanghan Palace, you all seem well. This old man greets you.”

The old man trembled as he bowed, appearing quite weak, but no one dared to underestimate him. He was a Saint Master who had lived for a hundred thousand years, truly an ancient relic, and a very distant one at that.

According to reason, the vitality within this Saint Master's body should have long been withered away, yet this old man, despite his frailty and decay, still possessed a vigorous vitality within him, as if it were a vast ocean, ready to astonish the heavens.

Not only the Master of Guanghan Palace was astonished, but many other Saint Masters and experts from different forces in the void outside were also stunned.

The Ren Wang Mansion was truly extraordinary; it seemed that just a single Ren Wang Mansion possessed five Saint Masters, which was indeed shocking.

“Hmph, this old man must have used some sort of secret medicine to stimulate his Ren Wang Bloodline, like a meteor burning out in its final moments. He won’t live for much longer.”

Qin Chen glanced at the old man and suddenly spoke.

This made the Master of Guanghan Palace pause for a moment, and upon closer inspection, he also discovered some clues.

The old Saint Master from Ren Wang Mansion had a piercing gaze; within his murky eyes, a divine light seemed to burst forth, fixated on Qin Chen, astonished that Qin Chen could see through his condition.

He did not know that Qin Chen had refined the Ren Wang Saint Master and thus naturally mastered the essence of the Ren Wang Bloodline, allowing him to discern the old man's state.

“Are you that Qin Chen?

Indeed, heroes emerge from the youth!”

The old Saint Master trembled as he spoke, without an ounce of pretension.

“Old man, what do you want to say?”

Qin Chen replied indifferently, his tone cold.

“You!”

The experts from Ren Wang Mansion below were almost enraged to the point of exploding, their expressions filled with fury, their eyes blazing with fire.

This brat dared to be disrespectful to their old Saint Master; many of them wished they could tear Qin Chen apart on the spot.

“Alas!”

However, the old Saint Master raised his hand to stop everyone.

“Young man, I don’t have much time left. Seeing your appearance, I also realize that the Ren Wang Saint Master has done something wrong. In victory and defeat, I have no words to say.”

The old man shook his head, his expression aged, evoking a sense of pity.

It seems that he had once been an unrivaled Saint Master, shaking the world a hundred thousand years ago.

But now, he had become nothing more than a frail old man.

The twilight of a hero is undoubtedly a sad thing.

“I have no requests, having never asked anyone for anything in my life. But today, I wish to request that the esteemed ones from Guanghan Palace spare my Ren Wang Mansion, so that I do not have to witness the destruction of my homeland and nation while I am still alive. The Ren Wang Mansion, which I have painstakingly built for countless years, turning into a wasteland.”

The old man spoke bitterly, filled with pleading.

The Master of Guanghan Palace remained silent.

Yet Qin Chen coldly chuckled, “While you are still alive?

You think you have such great face?”

Although this old Saint Master seemed to have little time left, a Saint Master of his caliber could still maintain his strength for a millennium. Was it possible for Qin Chen to refrain from attacking Ren Wang Mansion for a millennium?

“Stop pretending to be pitiful, old man. You are a Saint Master, once the master of Ren Wang Mansion. The lives lost at your hands must be countless, right? Back then, how many forces did you swallow to develop Ren Wang Mansion?

Now you come here to feign pity?

To pretend to be merciful?”

Qin Chen's gaze was icy, “When the Ren Wang Mansion attacked my Guanghan Palace, why didn’t you step in to stop it?

What do you think you are, coming out here to ask us to turn hostility into friendship? Don’t you find yourself ridiculous?”