Published: November 30, -0001
“Your audacity is astounding…” Zong Wuxin also didn’t react in time. By the time he regained his senses, that disciple had already died at Qin Chen's hands, and he was instantly filled with shock and anger.
With a furious roar, a black magic wheel appeared in Zong Wuxin's hand, transforming into a black shadow hurtling towards Qin Chen.
“It's you who is bold, seeking death!”
Seeing Qin Chen kill the disciple of the Earth Demon Sect, the black slave immediately understood Qin Chen's intent. Gritting his teeth, he unleashed his ice spear, blocking Qin Chen's path.
“Crack, crack, crack…”
Zong Wuxin felt as if his black magic wheel had struck a hard sheet of ice, immobilizing him and making it difficult to move.
“Good boldness! No wonder you’re so rampant, it turns out you have some skill. But you dare to kill my Earth Demon Sect disciple, today I, Zong Wuxin, will not let you live!”
Zong Wuxin roared in anger, and the black magic wheel in his hand gleamed even more intensely, a powerful killing intent bursting forth. The ice domain released by the black slave's ice spear began to shatter bit by bit, and the black magic wheel cleaved a long gash through it.
In the next moment, the black slave felt a surge of intense killing intent rush into his mind. The resplendent black magic wheel, imbued with an unparalleled desire to kill, seemed poised to split him in half.
“You lot, go and kill this kid! Dare to touch my Earth Demon Sect's people, regardless of this kid's background, he must die.”
While he was killing the black slave, Zong Wuxin did not forget to instruct his subordinates to eliminate Qin Chen.
“Understood.”
With a furious shout, the two half-step Martial Venerables, along with three peak level Martial Zongs, charged madly at Qin Chen, their eyes gleaming with cold light, clearly intent on avenging the fallen Martial Zong by tearing Qin Chen apart.
“Who dares to touch Young Master Chen, first ask me!”
Seeing this, the black slave’s face darkened with fury. Without any hesitation, he unleashed the Heavenly Demon Banner.
“Whoosh!”
The enormous Heavenly Demon Banner instantly transformed into a sky curtain, enveloping the area with overwhelming demonic energy, which swiftly wrapped around Zong Wuxin.
What is this thing?
Zong Wuxin was taken aback. Under this immense demonic energy, the magic wheel in his hand suddenly dimmed. Compared to the demonic might, the black slave immediately overshadowed him, creating a stark contrast.
“Boom!”
Within the black demonic energy, a terrifying demonic might cleaved towards Zong Wuxin. The black demonic energy carried a killing intent that spanned hundreds of zhang, as if it intended to shatter his magic wheel.
Even under this endless demonic might, Zong Wuxin could distinctly feel his internal true power becoming sluggish.
Zong Wuxin was, after all, a top-tier powerhouse from the Earth Demon Sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his cultivation was even more formidable than Liu Ze. Feeling the madness of his internal demonic might trembling, how could he not recognize that the opponent's terrifying true treasure could suppress him?
Instinctively, he wanted to charge out of the Heavenly Demon Banner's attack range and then rush towards Qin Chen.
His intention was simple: the cloaked figure before him was clearly the young master’s attendant. As long as he could control the young master, regardless of how terrifying the cloaked figure’s strength was, he would have to obey his commands.
But before he could get close to Qin Chen, he heard several piercing screams. Looking up, he was horrified to see that the youth had somehow produced an ancient mirror in his hand, from which holy light erupted, instantly blasting his several peak level Martial Zong subordinates into pieces.
Only the two half-step Martial Venerables could barely resist, yet under this terrifying white light, they were heavily injured, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths as they could only keep defending.