It's Time

"Much obliged...!"

Under the gazes of the entire crowd, the dust gradually dispersed. Hei Zi stood in the middle of the shattered stone platform, his face utterly calm as he gave the flung-away Yi Chen a slight cupped-fist salute. His composure sent a chill through everyone's hearts.

One had to know that this was Yi Xiuluo of the Tianming Sect! He was one of the most talented disciples of the Tianming Sect's younger generation, renowned throughout the Central Continent. Yet now, he had lost—and judging by his state, he had lost miserably.

No one had forgotten that the person who had defeated Yi Chen was also the Pill Tower's champion, a young Eighth-grade Alchemist. With those two identities combined, this young man's talent was simply astounding.

"A monster...! A true monster...!"

Someone cried out in amazement. The people from the Xuanming Sect hurriedly went to help Yi Chen up. As he looked at the young man standing there with his hands cupped, Yi Chen spat out another mouthful of blood. At this moment, all his former pride had turned to dust, dispersing alongside the smoke and dust from before.

Lowering his hand, Xiao Yan slowly stroked the blood-red Storage Ring in his hand. He had casually pulled it off Yi Chen's finger earlier. Since they had already fought, how could he not collect a little interest?

If not for his concerns about the Tianming Sect, he would have killed this fellow outright. However, with so many people watching, taking Yi Chen's life would not be so convenient. After all, he still lacked the strength to suppress the Tianming Sect by force. Unless necessary, he had no desire to offend such a powerful faction to the bitter end.

"Give back the Storage Ring...!" Yi Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he glared