Published: January 1, 2025
“Stop...!” Seeing Qin Chen's fists smashing down again, he hurriedly shouted, feeling utterly perplexed as to why his soul attack using the flying bowl had no effect on the opponent at all.
Qin Chen had no intention of stopping. After smashing two flying cymbals away with his fists, he swiftly reached out a claw towards the throat of the old man in the wasteland.
Seemingly aware that his cries were in vain, after shouting "stop," the old man in the wasteland suddenly conjured a protective light shield around his body, seemingly a type of defensive treasure. At the same time, he finally began to struggle free from Qin Chen's celestial powers, but before he could escape this space, Qin Chen’s palm had already reached out.
With a loud crash, the old man in the wasteland watched helplessly as Qin Chen's hand shattered his Holy Origin light shield, then fiercely grabbed his neck.
“Ah!”
The old man in the wasteland struggled violently, his heart filled with unprecedented anger. As a late stage Saint Master, a renowned master in the Void Tide Sea, he was actually being held by a junior by the neck, like a chick, making his anger unimaginable.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The terrifying Holy Origin within him exploded as he tried to break free from Qin Chen's grip. How terrifying could the power of a late stage Saint Master in a wild rage be?
No one could restrain him.
However, Qin Chen let out a cold laugh. The aura of the Purple Sky Dou Shuo Palace within the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc suddenly trembled violently, forcefully suppressing the old man in the wasteland. At the same time, Qin Chen activated the Ten Thousand Realms Demon Tree within the Qiankun Creation Jade Disc. In an instant, countless invisible tendrils of the Ten Thousand Realms Demon Tree pierced through Qin Chen's palm and stabbed fiercely into the body of the old man in the wasteland.
In an instant, the old man in the wasteland was firmly suppressed by Qin Chen, unable to move at all, as all his powers were sealed, rendering him like a useless person.
In just a moment, the battle on Qin Chen's side had already come to a conclusion.
Accompanied by the old man's miserable scream, this late stage Saint Master was being held in Qin Chen's hands, his face pale, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, completely motionless, clearly suffering significant injuries.
In contrast, Qin Chen looked relaxed and at ease, seemingly not having expended much energy.
In merely a few breaths, this veteran late stage Saint Master, who had roamed the Void Tide Sea for thousands of years, was completely captured by Qin Chen in less than half a cup of tea’s time. Such a shocking scene utterly stunned the remaining Void Bandits in the valley.
“Old Man in the Wasteland!”
The burly man, who was engaged in battle with Knife King Mu Zhi Feng, noticed the situation and his expression changed slightly. After striking down with a hammer, he quickly retreated, staring in shock at the scene before him, hardly believing his eyes.
On the surface, the old man in the wasteland was a loose cultivator in the Void Tide Sea, but in reality, he was one of their Void Bandits, always lurking outside, aiming to conduct some transactions and provide cover.
The old man in the wasteland had hidden himself very well, even other Void Bandits were unaware that he was one of them. Thus, their original plan was to use the old man in the wasteland to lure the people from the Tianwu Danpu, together with him and two other late stage Saint Masters, to capture the three people from the Tianwu Danpu.
However, the burly man never expected that the opponent would instantly see through their scheme and, in just a short moment, capture the old man in the wasteland.
As a result, they suddenly lost one of their two late stage Saint Masters, causing the burly man’s heart to sink.
He looked at Qin Chen with extreme resentment and disbelief, unable to fathom how easily their plan had fallen apart.
Turning his gaze to another part of the valley, the burly man's expression immediately darkened! The group of bandits the old man in the wasteland had brought, who were attacking You Qianxue, had already suffered heavy casualties, leaving only a few alive, while the others lay in the valley, their bodies mangled and blood-soaked.