12dz Chapter 644: Big Brother Qin Chuan Has Arrived
Chapter 644: Big Brother Qin Chuan Has Arrived
Jiang Qi couldn’t help but take a serious look as the Earth Wall receded, and he bluntly questioned the human figure that was gradually revealed. "Who are you?"
"Their Eldest Senior Brother—Qin Chuan!"
Qin Chuan stood aloof from the world, his posture cool and detached, facing Jiang Qi without a single wasted word. God only knew, after receiving Zhu Liang’s message, he had rushed over with all his might. He never expected to arrive just as this man was unleashing a killing blow on one of his junior brothers.
How could he tolerate this?!
Jiang Qi glanced at the group of sick and wounded behind Qin Chuan and couldn’t help but snort. "I admit, you alone might be able to hold your own against me for a while, but don’t forget about the group behind you that will only hold you back. Are you sure you can protect them all by yourself?"
Qin Chuan said nothing. He just looked at Zhu Liang and the others and asked softly, "Can you still hold on?"
"If Eldest Senior Brother asks, we must!"
Spurred on by his words, Zhu Liang, Li Nian’er, and Cheng Lu ignored their injuries, grabbed their swords, and staggered to their feet.
Qin Chuan withdrew his gaze from his martial siblings and looked at Jiang Qi with immense calm. "How about now?!"
Jiang Qi was rendered speechless. Had he known, he would have dealt with these people first; then things wouldn’t have become so troublesome!
With that thought, he unceremoniously retrieved the fire bell he had put away and hurled it at Qin Chuan with all his strength. The flames burned at an extraordinarily high temperature; even cultivators couldn’t necessarily withstand its intimidating power if their elemental affinity was wrong.
Taking advantage of the moment Qin Chuan took to react, Jiang Qi used all his strength to lunge at Ye Qingchen.
I’ve spent so much effort trying to kill this guy; failing now would be an utter humiliation! I absolutely cannot let him get out of here alive!
Ye Qingchen had already anticipated becoming Jiang Qi’s target. He hastily mobilized his Fire Spirit Charm Shadow and activated the defense of his Willow Wood Martial Soul. With Mu Liu’s protection wrapping around him, his defense value soared to its peak in an instant.
Jiang Qi’s longsword slashed down, but it only managed to strip away a single layer of his defense. Just as he prepared to follow up with another strike, he was thwarted by Qin Chuan, who stuck to him tenaciously.
Jiang Qi’s heart skipped a beat. He glanced back at the fire bell he had thrown, only to see it had already been smothered by earth. Aside from the residual heat, it had lost nearly all its intimidating power.
Crap! This guy is strong, and the others’ injuries aren’t that serious. If they team up, I won’t gain any advantage! No, I have to get out of here now!
Jiang Qi muttered his panicked thoughts, never expecting Ye Qingchen to overhear him.
"Eldest Senior Brother, he’s trying to run!" Ye Qingchen exclaimed, gasping for breath.
This is an opportunity handed to us on a silver platter! With our numbers, even if we can’t kill him, we can severely injure him!
Jiang Qi’s strength was not to be underestimated. The moment Ye Qingchen spoke, he instantly changed his escape route, unleashing a speed skill and bursting out from the side to break free from their encirclement. For a practitioner at the Ninth Level of the Martial Emperor Realm, escaping their encirclement was as easy as flipping a hand.
Qin Chuan wanted to press his advantage and pursue, but when he saw his injured martial siblings behind him, he ultimately stopped. "How are your injuries?"
Qin Chuan handed out the recovery Spirit Pills he carried. After they took the pills and regulated their breathing for a while, their injuries were mostly healed.
Seeing his Eldest Senior Brother, Cheng Lu sidled over with puppy-dog eyes and a tearful expression. "It had to be you, Eldest Senior Brother! If you’d been a moment later, I’d be a ghost under someone else’s sword! From now on, I’ll wear mourning clothes for you, care for you in your old age, and see you off on your final journey!"
As soon as he finished, Li Nian’er, ignoring the pain in her shoulder, slapped him on the forehead. "Watch what you say, you fool! Be careful, or Eldest Senior Brother will throw you out this very second!"
Cheng Lu clutched his aching head, his face a mask of innocent grievance. "And whose fault is this? Tell me, wouldn’t it have been better if we had just collected our points and left earlier? We never would have run into him!"
Zhu Liang quickly stepped in to mediate. "That guy already held a deep grudge against our junior brother. Now that he’s escaped, who knows what trouble he’ll stir up next? We should exchange our points and get out of here as soon as possible. Otherwise, there’s no telling what other dangers await on this Demon Clan battlefield!"
"But it really is strange," Cheng Lu said, lowering the hand from his head, his face a picture of confusion. "Plenty of people have entered the third layer of the Demon Clan battlefield, but I’ve never heard of there being so many demons. What’s going on this time?"
When he and Li Nian’er had first arrived on the third layer, they sensed that the number of high-level demons on the battlefield was gradually increasing, which had completely caught them by surprise. That was why they had been unable to break away to help their junior brother.
"You think too much. Who cares how many there are? With so many demons, isn’t it more convenient for us to earn points? Have you given up on getting a placement among the Ten Great Ancient Clans?" Li Nian’er retorted, enduring the pain in her shoulder as she shot Cheng Lu a disdainful look. The man talked endlessly but never did anything useful.
After some light-hearted squabbling, the group finally arrived at the Demon-Hiding Pavilion. Once they had rested and recovered, they successfully exchanged their points for placements within the Ten Great Ancient Clans.
Ye Qingchen dared not delay. He had just come face-to-face with the Saint Heir of the Jiang Clan, and to avoid any unnecessary complications, he put on a disguise. With his placement token in hand and the help of a guide, he passed through the Teleportation Array and arrived unimpeded at the Jiang Ancient Clan.
As one of the Ten Great Ancient Clans, the Jiang Ancient Clan possessed a profound heritage, with tens of thousands of disciples and countless opportunities for cultivation. Ye Qingchen was led inside, only to find himself plunged directly into a massive crowd. At the entrance to the Jiang Ancient Clan, there was a sea of people, every single one craning their neck to see ahead. It was as if something incredibly captivating lay before them, making them wish their eyes were glued to the spot.
Finding their postures rather strange, Ye Qingchen activated his Dual Pupil Martial Soul and peered forward. In an open area ahead, a golden scroll hovered in the air, suspended by some unknown technique. The scroll radiated a soul-refreshing aura, making it feel as though all the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth was gathered right before his eyes.
Unable to resist, Ye Qingchen took a few steps forward. Unexpectedly, a young man, as if possessed, suddenly charged right at him.
Ye Qingchen stumbled from the forceful shove. Before he could say anything, the other man lashed out first. "Who the hell do you think you are?! Daring to bump into me—are you tired of living?!"
He looked up to see a young man with a sharp chin and monkey-like cheeks, brimming with aggression and glaring furiously at him.
"Hah, what backwater bumpkin is this? You actually dared to interrupt me during my enlightenment! You’d better compensate me right now! If you don’t pay up, you’re not leaving!" the man barked, his tone overbearing as he grabbed Ye Qingchen’s clothes and refused to let go.