Published: January 6, 2025
A true dragon tribe powerful being wants to subdue the Spirit Sand of the Abyss Demon Tribe, which leaves many in disbelief.
The powers of various races are different; how could the strength of the dragon tribe possibly tame the treasures of the Abyss Demon Tribe?
However, in the next moment, no one could laugh.
"Not good!"
The Abyss Soul Earth Venerable's expression turned furious as he sensed that although the Demonic Spear seemed to have pierced Qin Chen's flesh, it had not caused him any harm. Instead, it was as if it had penetrated into another dimension, and within that dimension, an invisible force enveloped the Spirit Sand, actually seizing control of it away from him.
"How is this possible?"
His mind shook violently, and his robes were torn apart by his own demonic energy, revealing a robust demonic body. Torrents of demonic power surged from his body as he attempted to pull out the Demonic Spear.
"Haha, since you are here, don't leave."
Qin Chen grasped the Demonic Spear with one hand while the other condensed into a dragon claw, slamming down towards the Abyss Soul Earth Venerable.
Bang!
Qin Chen's punch struck the Abyss Soul Earth Venerable, shattering the demonic energy on his body, making it impossible for him to maintain continuous operation. The Abyss Soul Earth Venerable staggered back, his demonic source showing signs of collapse.
"What Abyss Soul Earth Venerable, Demon Tribe leader? Just this!"
Qin Chen stepped forward again, the chaotic dragon qi surging from within him, sending countless strong beings flying.
"Not good!"
The Abyss Soul Earth Venerable instantly felt that the Spirit Sand was gradually slipping from his control.
How could this be?
He could not fathom how Qin Chen was refining the Spirit Sand. This was transformed from the ancient ancestors of the Abyss Demon Tribe, and apart from the Abyss Demon Tribe, no other race could successfully refine it, not even the Heaven Venerables.
Yet now, this scene was truly occurring.
Little did he know, it was not Qin Chen refining the Spirit Sand, but rather the lord of abyssal demons in the Chaotic World. In terms of understanding the path of the Abyss Demons and the strength of his bloodline, how could he compare to the lord of abyssal demons, the heir of the Abyss Demon Tribe?
Even if the lord of abyssal demons was just a remnant soul, he could easily refine the Spirit Sand.
This was a crushing power that came from the depths of the racial soul's roots.
"Spirit Sand, merge with my body, be under my control!"
Qin Chen roared, and his chaotic dragon qi trembled. With a loud bang, the Spirit Sand that the Abyss Soul Earth Venerable had condensed into the Demonic Spear suddenly shattered, transforming into countless demon crystals, which Qin Chen inhaled directly into his body, disappearing without a trace.
Of course, this did not mean he truly swallowed it; it entered the Chaotic World to be refined by the lord of abyssal demons.
However, in the eyes of the Abyss Soul Earth Venerable, it was like seeing a ghost. His eyes widened in disbelief, and goosebumps covered his entire body, making it impossible for him to believe.
"Everyone! He is no longer human; he has completely turned into a monster. If he is not a monster, how could he swallow the Spirit Sand of my Abyss Demon Tribe?"
Seeing this scene, the Abyss Soul Earth Venerable was on the verge of madness. He shouted in anger and rage, "He must be killed! I suspect this guy is not from the true dragon tribe but a monster. The Spirit Sand of my tribe is not so easily refined. Although he has devoured it, it must have restricted his power. Now is the best opportunity to kill him."
The Abyss Soul Earth Venerable felt his scalp tingle but did not retreat, stepping forward again.
Having lost the Spirit Sand, he had to retrieve it; otherwise, upon returning to the Abyss Demon Tribe, the ancestor would surely kill him.
"Join forces to kill him, communicate the source, burn life force, and resist the enemy together."
The other Peak Earth Venerables also realized the situation was dire. Their scalps tingled; Qin Chen was too abnormal, surpassing their imagination. Not only had he taken the Ten Thousand Star Bell and Heavenly Drum, but now he could also seize the Spirit Sand of the Abyss Demon Tribe. If this continued, who knew what would happen?