Published: January 3, 2025
Clang! The sound echoed, the air trembled, and Qin Chen activated his physical strength. With a single swing of his hammer, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone present, the glaring rune cracked with a loud snap, followed by a loud explosion as the rune shattered, sending countless rays of light scattering in all directions, causing chaos in the nearby camp.
All the scattered cultivators around stared blankly at this scene, as if petrified, their eyes wide in disbelief.
Several Venerables working together were actually unable to subdue that kid?
What?
The Venerables were even more shocked; their combined strike had immense power, capable of competing even with the experts among Human Venerables, yet now it had been blown apart.
“It was your turn to act before, now it’s mine,” Qin Chen coldly shouted, lifting his warhammer, and lunged forward like a streak of light, fast as lightning.
“Not good!”
The expressions of the several Venerables changed drastically, and they immediately intended to strike again, but how could Qin Chen give them that opportunity? He smashed down on them on the spot.
Bang! Bang! Bang! In an instant, it sounded as if a blacksmith was hard at work, the sparks flying, and the Venerables were left dizzy and furious from the blows.
“You...” One Venerable was furious and was about to speak when Qin Chen struck him on the head with a hammer, causing him to bleed profusely, wincing in pain.
“You little brat, do you know who we are…” Another Venerable shouted in anger, but before he could finish, Qin Chen smashed him down to the ground, leaving him twitching.
Qin Chen did not care about their identities; he had seen the murderous intent in their eyes earlier. Although killing was not permitted in this camp, these guys had definitely come with the intention to make him suffer, so how could Qin Chen show mercy?
They had been arrogant right in front of him; no matter their background, he would smash them first.
Nearby, all the scattered cultivators were stunned, their mouths agape, eyes wide, unable to utter a word.
These were the subordinates of the Golden Bull Demon Lord, one of the well-known factions in this camp, a top expert beneath the commanding level, and they held unmatched authority here.
Over the years, many had opposed their summons, but the results were always tragic, leaving them badly beaten on the spot. So, very few dared to rebel again; after all, following whoever was still following, why seek death for themselves?
Otherwise, did they think these people were easy to bully?
Just because they were asked to help and follow orders, they would comply?
Try it with someone else, and it would have turned into a fight to the death long ago.
But now? This kid, who knew where he had come from, was like a wild man, swinging a massive hammer, chasing after these people throughout the camp. This scene was truly astonishing.
Where did this freak come from?
This was the consensus among everyone. Was he a top genius from some race?
However, most geniuses had backgrounds and power; how could they have come to their scattered cultivators' camp?
Although they were unclear about Qin Chen's origins, the strength he displayed at this moment left them shaken. But even more alarming than his strength was his actions.
Bang! Bang! Bang… Qin Chen kept attacking, pursuing Pantian and the others, displaying an incredibly wild style that made everyone change color.
“Isn’t this going to end in someone's death?”
“That’s the subordinates of the Golden Bull Demon Lord; if they get killed here, heaven will crumble.”
Many were shocked. Initially, they had come to watch the excitement, but now they couldn’t bear to watch any longer, as Qin Chen's methods were too ruthless, causing this group to be left bloodied and battered.
Finally, after completely suppressing several of them, Qin Chen threw the bloodied warhammer to the ground with a clang and coldly said, “Scram, I don’t want to see you lot again.”
After saying this, Qin Chen turned to return to his cave.