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Martial Master

Chapter 5457: "Then Who Am I?" 🤔

Published: January 22, 2025

**Chapter 5458: Why Do You Look So Familiar?**

Looking at the two figures flying swiftly from a distance, Qin Chen's expression remained calm, showing no signs of fear or worry.

The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Young Master Chen, you don't intend to kill them, do you? That would be disastrous! These two are here on the orders of the emperor of the four extremes. Killing them would certainly alarm the emperor, and when the Emperor of the Ten Halls of Yan arrives in person, it will be the end."

The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor was extremely anxious. Young Master Chen was being too reckless, too arrogant.

Qin Chen smiled slightly, "Who said this young master wants to kill them?"

"Not going to kill them? Then what do you mean...?" The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor was taken aback.

"Why ask so many questions? By the way, lend me the treasure on you," Qin Chen said nonchalantly.

His treasure?

The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor hurriedly looked down at himself, and his face suddenly turned extremely ugly. He stuttered, "Young Master Chen, what do you mean by that?"

Seeing the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor's reaction, Qin Chen's expression immediately darkened.

Damn it.

"The treasure I’m referring to is the scythe of the lord of death. Hurry up and take it out," Qin Chen said with a grim expression. Was this Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor brainless? What was he thinking all day, filled with nonsense?

"Oh, so you meant the scythe of the lord of death?" The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and directly took out the scythe, complaining, "You should have said so earlier. You scared me."

Qin Chen: "…"

He was too lazy to waste words with the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor.

At the same time, the two underlings of the judge demon king in the distance had already spotted Qin Chen's figure and were immediately shocked.

There really is someone?

The two became extremely tense, increasing their speed and quickly surrounding Qin Chen. With a clash, they drew their weapons, and a terrifying aura of the Divine Master of All Creation erupted from both of them, forming a terrifying ocean of ghostly energy that sealed off the area around Qin Chen.

"Who are you? Why have you emerged from the depths of the Dead Sea, and why do you not carry the aura of the Nine Nether Forbidden Void Great Array? Speak..." the leader yelled, his expression tense. A Black Jade Tablet had already appeared in his hand, ready to send a message at any moment, while his pitch-black battle sword had firmly locked onto Qin Chen.

It was absolutely abnormal for someone to appear from the depths of the Dead Sea.

However, before they could make a move, Qin Chen's expression darkened first: "What are you two trying to do? Is this how you welcome this seat?"

The two were momentarily stunned. Welcome? What does that mean?

"What did you say?" The leader frowned at Qin Chen's words.

"What's wrong? Are you two not sent by Lord Yan Emperor of the Ten Halls to welcome this seat?" Qin Chen glanced at the two of them, "I see you both cultivate ghostly energy. Under which demon king do you serve?"

As Qin Chen spoke, a top-tier death aura surged from his body, instantly dispersing the ghostly energy released by the two and enveloping them in a vast domain of rules, imprisoning them in the void.

"Eternal Order."

The two were shocked. This guy before them was actually an expert of the third layer of eternal order realm, and the aura emanating from him far surpassed that of typical eternal order realm experts. Just the pressure from his aura made it hard for them to breathe, as if their bodies were about to split apart.

What puzzled the two was that after he bound them, he did not make a move but only stared coldly at them: "What? Didn't you hear what this seat said?"

A special aura of superiority surged forth, and the two quickly clasped their hands and said, "We serve under the judge demon king."