Published: February 3, 2025
The Saint of the Western Yu was extremely furious.
This Saint of the City Dragon was truly an idiot; why would he provoke such a powerful being?
What a waste!
In his heart, the Saint of the Western Yu was filled with anger as he coldly stared at Qin Chen in front of him.
The Qin Chen before him had clearly reached the limit of peak great emperor level.
Such a powerful expert was rare in the entire Southern Cosmic Sea, with only a few like the Saint of the Western Yu and the King of the Northern Sky of the Yong Nation.
As long as they expressed their intention to join a top-tier force, being given a title of nobility in Yong Nation would be a piece of cake. If they achieved great merit, they might even be granted the title of king and enjoy countless resources.
After all, no one would have thought that such a powerful being would remain so low-key in Southern Origin City, only to reveal himself during a conflict.
"What a hassle."
The Saint of the Western Yu felt a headache coming on.
This guy was obviously so strong yet insisted on pretending to be inconspicuous; if he had revealed his strength earlier, the Saint of the Western Yu wouldn’t have been so easily provoked and ended up in a difficult position.
"Still holding on to me?" At this moment, Qin Chen glanced at the Saint of the Peak beside him, and the power of the Killing Intent Black River surged within him.
Boom!
The terrifying power struck the Saint of the Peak's body repeatedly. Each impact felt as though thousands of horses were charging at him, leaving his chest battered and bloody.
Compared to the strength of his divine body, the Saint of the Peak was far inferior to Qin Chen, even weaker than the special path of the Saint of the Western Yu’s black night river.
Under continuous impacts, with a loud bang, the Saint of the Peak was forcefully knocked backward, each step creating a massive pit in the ground.
"You... you actually broke free of my restraints so easily?"
The Saint of the Peak's face turned ashen. He had always thought he had restricted Qin Chen’s movements, but he never expected that the other party could completely break free from his grasp, all the while allowing him to hold on. It was laughable that he thought he had found the right opportunity.
"Saint of the Western Yu, this child is intentionally drawing you out; he intends to capture both of us." The Saint of the Peak’s eyes were icy: "If you have any trump cards, use them quickly; otherwise, we may be in trouble today."
The Saint of the Peak scanned the surroundings.
At this moment, the grand formation of Southern Origin City had already risen, terrifying formation light enveloping every corner of the city, creating a dreadful void confinement that sealed everything.
Moreover, numerous powerful experts from various forces in Southern Origin City began to rise, with terrifying mechanical fortresses floating above the city lord's mansion, all exuding an aura close to that of a peak great emperor.
It was evident that late-stage great emperor level experts were driving the mechanical fortresses, combining numerous battle legions and the top formation of Southern Origin City to push their combat power to its limits.
With such enhanced strength, the Saint of the Peak would naturally not feel the slightest fear, easily able to tear apart these mechanical fortresses and decapitate the late-stage great emperors controlling them.
But now, with Qin Chen, such a powerful being watching closely, if there was any coordination from the city lord's mansion, he could easily be left behind and completely trapped here.
"Hmph, you and I will join forces. This seat does not believe that this person can withstand the combined might of the two of us."
The Saint of the Western Yu looked down at Qin Chen, knowing the situation had become incredibly dire, yet he was still not prepared to retreat.
If he retreated now, it would ruin his face in the Black Dragon Society, and when the ancestor returned, he would surely be unable to escape punishment.