Published: January 8, 2025
Silence.
No one spoke.
Under Qin Chen's intense gaze, many strong experts felt a sense of unease and lowered their heads.
Here, apart from the Giant King and Supreme Feihong, the rest were all powerful figures from various Tianzun factions. Even the strongest among them, such as the Hall Master of the Void Temple, were merely on the same level as the Giant Overlord Heavenly Venerable, so who would dare to approach easily?
Five pinnacle heavenly venerable holy veins—who would dare to gamble on that?
“Supreme Feihong, does your Celestial Human Race want to gamble as well?”
Qin Chen looked at Supreme Feihong with a faint smile while his gaze fell upon a pinnacle heavenly venerable from the Celestial Human Race who had been reprimanded by the Divine Craftsman Supreme earlier.
The pinnacle heavenly venerable's expression turned cold, and he took a step forward, ready to speak, but was instantly suppressed by Supreme Feihong.
“Shut up!”
Supreme Feihong said coldly, squinting at Qin Chen.
This young man was quite troublesome! Although his subordinates were not weaker than the Giant Overlord Heavenly Venerable, they were not much stronger either.
Having previously defeated the Giant Overlord, if a powerful figure from his Celestial Human Race stepped in, it likely wouldn't have much effect.
The chances of them losing were high.
After all, even he couldn't fully see through Qin Chen, so why risk losing these five pinnacle heavenly venerable holy veins?
For the Celestial Human Race, even for him as a supreme warrior, five pinnacle heavenly venerable holy veins were not a small number.
He had come to support the Giant Race and didn't need to step into the arena himself.
“Looks like the Celestial Human Race is just a bunch of cowards.”
Qin Chen shook his head, disdain evident in his voice.
“You…” That pinnacle heavenly venerable was furious and wanted to step forward, but Supreme Feihong firmly held him back, denying him the chance.
“Patriarch!”
The pinnacle heavenly venerable's face flushed red.
“There’s no need for a contest of pride,” Supreme Feihong said coldly, his expression frighteningly grim. Qin Chen was too arrogant.
Seeing the Celestial Human Race’s unwillingness to step in, Qin Chen shook his head in disbelief.
He had thought the Celestial Human Race was something to be reckoned with, but they were too spineless.
They wouldn’t even step up to defend against this humiliation?
He wanted to earn more pinnacle heavenly venerable holy veins; after all, the number required to enhance his cultivation and support the chen di pavilion was not small.
It was generally hard for ordinary factions to plunder such resources, only these supreme factions with deep foundations could obtain some.
Thinking of this, Qin Chen turned to look at others.
“Lonely Eagle Senior, as a steward of Human Alliance City, you previously claimed that I lacked the qualifications to enter. How about you step up and spar with me?”
Qin Chen’s gaze fell on Lonely Eagle Tianzun, and a faint mocking smile appeared on his lips.
Lonely Eagle Tianzun's heart sank. His complexion turned a mix of green and white, both shocked and angry.
He was astonished that Qin Chen called him out, and furious that Qin Chen looked down on him, treating him as if he were just a junior or even an ant.
Suddenly, a surge of hot blood exploded in his mind.
“What's wrong? Are you afraid?”
Qin Chen shook his head, “A mere steward of Human Alliance City is not so impressive. I expected more.”
Qin Chen appeared disappointed.
Suddenly, a streak of light shot out from the depths of the great hall and landed in Lonely Eagle Tianzun's hands.
What was that?
The light moved so quickly that everyone failed to see what it was; they only noticed it seemed like a white light.
Only the Divine Craftsman Supreme, Giant King, and other supreme warriors could discern what it was—it was… a pill vial.
“Let’s fight!”
Boom!
With this item in his hand, Lonely Eagle Tianzun seemed to receive some kind of revelation and suddenly stepped forward, speaking loudly.