Martial Master

"Hehehe!"

Not far away, the four elders of the Blood Demon Sect who had trapped Qin Chen began to snicker.

The reason Elder Mo Xin felt at ease having this group chase after Qin Chen was because he knew that Elder Xue Ying possessed the Heavenly Demon Banner, and with this treasure, as long as they didn't encounter a sixth-level Martial Venerable, there would basically be no issues.

Listening to Elder Xue Ying's arrogant laughter, the Cloaked Man felt extremely annoyed. If it weren't for the black gourd being taken by Qin Chen, how could his Blood Insect Demon fear such a small black banner from the other party?

Thinking of this, the Cloaked Man immediately shouted at Qin Chen, "Master, are you just going to watch your subordinate fall into danger?"

Hmm?

The members of the Blood Demon Sect were taken aback, all looking at the Cloaked Man in disbelief, their expressions full of confusion.

Is this guy out of his mind? He actually asked Qin Chen for help!

They had all experienced the Ancient Southern Capital and knew that Qin Chen had some skills; even Li Shenfeng from the Liu Xian Sect had been slain by him.

However, Li Shenfeng was merely a fifth-level initial-stage Martial Zong, while Elder Mo Xin had already estimated that Qin Chen's strength was at most comparable to a fifth-level mid-stage Martial Zong. Among the five of them, Elder Xue Ying was a fifth-level late-stage Martial Zong, and the remaining four were also fifth-level mid-stage Martial Zongs. What waves could Qin Chen stir, no matter how talented he was?

Moreover, Qin Chen was currently trapped in their Demon Qi Prison and couldn't escape; how could he save himself?

"Hahaha, I thought this guy had decent cultivation and was someone to reckon with, but I didn't expect him to be an idiot."

"A dignified fifth-level late-stage peak Martial Zong actually calls a mere child 'Master'. Is he not afraid of being laughed at?"

The several men in black all laughed. At that moment, a cold voice suddenly emerged from the black mist they had summoned: "If you can't even deal with these little ants, I'm starting to doubt whether taking you as a servant was a correct choice."

It was Qin Chen speaking.

Upon hearing this, the Cloaked Man was almost driven mad with rage, thinking to himself: If it weren't for you taking my treasures, how could I, a dignified Blood Insect Demon, fear these pieces of trash?

"Hmph, young man, such big words! You are trapped by us four, and still, you boast. Do you think our not killing you is because we can't?"

After hearing Qin Chen's words, the faces of the four members of the Blood Demon Sect darkened. They intended to teach Qin Chen a lesson and suddenly urged the black mist in the void. Countless mists instantly twisted and surged like a python, rapidly squeezing toward the center where Qin Chen stood.

"Kid, are you still boasting now? Hmph, do you think just because you won first place in the Ancient Southern Capital Competition, you are invincible?"

Looking at the ever-shrinking black mist, the black-clad individuals all sneered.

"I don't know about invincibility, but dealing with you trash is more than sufficient."

Just as they finished speaking, Qin Chen's voice resounded again from within the black mist. The members of the Blood Demon Sect were instantly enraged, thinking if it weren't for their desire to obtain the treasures and secrets from this person, how could they let him live until now? They would have killed him long ago.

Even now, they were extremely furious and had already decided to give Qin Chen a good lesson before inquiring about the secrets.

However, before the four of them could act again, they suddenly felt the surroundings heating up.

"What’s going on? Is my feeling wrong?" The doubt in their hearts hadn’t even settled when they realized that it wasn't a mistake at all; the air around them was indeed getting hotter and hotter.

"Look at the center of the mist prison!" Suddenly, one black-clad man pointed ahead at the black mist prison, exclaiming in terror.