Martial Master

"Is this really the River of the Origin of Demons?"

Qin Chen stepped into the River of the Origin of Demons.

Boom! A terrifying demon pressure instantly overwhelmed Qin Chen.

This power was extremely horrifying. In an instant, the void around Qin Chen completely solidified, as if he had stepped into a swamp of nothingness, causing his supreme origin to freeze as well.

The High Priest smiled at Qin Chen and asked, "Young Master Qin Chen, are you alright?"

Qin Chen smiled slightly and replied, "Of course, I'm fine."

He quietly activated the Demonic Soul Source Artifact within him, and with a hum, the demon pressure that had been suppressing him vanished without a trace.

However, a subtle force still pressed down on him—it was the dark power.

"Just as I thought."

Qin Chen sensed his surroundings. Within this River of the Origin of Demons, besides the top-level demon power, there was also a hidden dark power interfering with his origin.

Yet, this force was swiftly devoured by the dark king blood in Qin Chen's body.

Under the dark king blood, no dark power could influence the strength within Qin Chen.

The High Priest smiled at Qin Chen again, "Is Young Master Qin Chen really fine?"

Qin Chen asked in confusion, "High Priest, do you think I need to be concerned?"

The High Priest awkwardly smiled, "Of course not, then let's move on."

The two continued forward.

Around them, the presence of dark power grew stronger and denser.

Qin Chen frowned slightly and could not help but stop.

The High Priest turned around, puzzled, "Young Master Qin Chen, what's wrong?"

Qin Chen looked around and said, "Why is there a trace of dark power here?"

Boom! A strand of sword qi surged from Qin Chen, constantly obliterating the surrounding dark power.

The High Priest sighed, "Young Master Qin Chen, do you know why the Righteous Path Army chose this place as its headquarters? It is because Princess Lianxin Luo transcended here to block the invasion of the Dark Clan."

"Although Princess Lianxin Luo managed to fend off the Dark Clan's attacks, countless years have passed, and the power of the Dark Clan has gradually spread from the cosmic sea into the No Life Demon Realm, resulting in an abundance of dark power within our No Life Demon Realm."

At this point, the High Priest looked bitter.

Qin Chen understood, "So that's how it is. I thought..." He glanced at the High Priest, his eyes filled with regret.

The High Priest smiled gently, "Young Master Qin Chen, I understand."

Yet inside, she was elated.

She hadn’t expected Qin Chen to just now perceive the existence of dark power, indicating that he was not sensitive to it at all. Given his age, perhaps he had never even seen a Dark Clan member.

Despite possessing such terrifying cultivation, it seemed he had only received the teachings of the Sword Ancestor at the Heaven-Piercing Sword Pavilion without experiencing any real trials, making him merely a superficial expert.

Qin Chen looked deeper into the No Life Demon Realm and wondered, "Is Sisi really in this place filled with dark power?"

The High Priest nodded, "Young Master Qin Chen, Princess Lianxin Luo took Miss Sisi as her heir and brought her here to ensure she could inherit her legacy and suppress the Dark Clan.

So now, Sisi is located deep within the dark source of the River of the Origin of Demons in the No Life Demon Realm. That place is the densest concentration of dark power. If Young Master Qin Chen cannot hold on..." The High Priest showed a hint of hesitation and concern on her face.

Qin Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, High Priest, I can still hold on."

"That's good to hear. Please follow me, and if you feel you cannot endure, please inform me immediately."

Qin Chen nodded, "Let's go."

The dark source was located at the very center of the No Life Demon Realm.

Upon arriving at the deep part of the River of the Origin of Demons, a bone-chilling dark aura surged toward them.

Ahead, strands of dark aura converged together, forming a terrifying dark vortex, and at the center of the vortex lay a pitch-black abyss, unfathomable in depth.