Martial Master

Qin Chen searched his body for a full incense stick's time but found no tracking mark.

“It seems that there’s no tracking mark on me, but what’s this strange feeling?”

As Qin Chen searched, the uncomfortable sensation did not dissipate; instead, it deepened.

Qin Chen knew something was definitely wrong, he just hadn’t discovered what it was.

“First, I need to heal the Iron Feather Eagle!”

Qin Chen took out some medicinal pills and fed them to the Iron Feather Eagle, which gently nudged Qin Chen with its head before obediently moving aside to heal itself.

Qin Chen then took out some materials and quickly began to carve the formation plate and formation flags. His hands moved swiftly, and with the infusion of his fifth-tier spiritual power, the formation flags were rapidly completed.

If a formation master had been present to witness Qin Chen’s actions, they would have been utterly astonished, as his speed in carving the formation plate was astonishingly fast. Though the flags were only fifth-tier, both their speed and quality far surpassed that of an ordinary fifth-tier formation master.

After completing each formation flag, Qin Chen threw it into the forest ahead. Strangely, as he tossed each flag, it instantly disappeared into the woods, becoming invisible to the naked eye, and even fifth-tier spiritual power found it hard to perceive.

Indeed, Qin Chen was currently setting up a fifth-tier trapping formation. Feeling uncomfortable, he speculated that there must be an issue, but he couldn’t find the source of the discomfort. If he didn’t resolve this matter, it would definitely impact his actions. Thus, without hesitation, Qin Chen prepared to set up a trap here.

He was well aware that with his current strength, an ordinary early-stage Wuzong wouldn’t dare to track him. The ones bold enough to act against him were at least mid-stage Wuzong, or perhaps even late-stage Wuzong.

However, the highest level would only reach late-stage Wuzong, because only two or three days had passed since the events in Gu Nan City. Even if the news had spread back to the Da Wei Dynasty through some channels, the powerful Wuzun of the Da Wei Dynasty wouldn’t have had time to arrive in such a short span.

This meant that the one tracking him could at most be a late-stage Wuzong.

Although he wasn’t a match for a late-stage Wuzong yet, with the formation and other methods at his disposal, it wouldn’t be impossible to teach the opponent a harsh lesson. But if he didn’t resolve the issue now and attracted a sixth-tier Wuzun from the Da Wei Dynasty, Qin Chen was certain that even with all his means, he would stand no chance against a sixth-tier Wuzun, leaving him no opportunity to escape.

Thinking this, Qin Chen accelerated his speed in crafting the formation flags. One by one, the flags were integrated into the original formation, and soon, a fifth-tier trapping formation was taking shape.

But Qin Chen didn’t stop there. After completing the trapping formation, he began to arrange a second killing formation on top of it.

The trapping formation only had the ability to confine opponents, while the killing formation could attack and inflict damage.

As Qin Chen was setting up the formations, hundreds of miles away in a forest, a cloaked person was flying rapidly.

“This kid can really run; it’s exhausting me.”

The cloaked man had a gloomy expression, panting heavily. Riding the Iron Feather Eagle, Qin Chen moved at a speed equivalent to a Wuzong sprinting with all their might for an entire day.

The key was that the opponent had been flying above, making it impossible for the cloaked man to inflict any harm even if he tracked Qin Chen.

However, the cloaked man, who had ventured through the Black Ridge Mountains, understood that the Iron Feather Eagle couldn’t possibly stay airborne forever. Not to mention whether the Iron Feather Eagle had the stamina, the blood beasts in the skies over the Black Ridge Mountains would be enough to give Qin Chen a hard time.