Compared to the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall, he would actually prefer to encounter people from the Crimson Tide.
The Myriad Spirits Holy Hall discards their human identity, integrating the bloodlines of fierce beasts into themselves, becoming beings that everyone wants to beat up.
But truth be told, it does indeed enhance one's strength.
Especially in the early stages of a martial artist's cultivation, thanks to the more powerful physique of fierce beasts, martial artists from the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall are slightly stronger than normal martial artists at the same realm.
However, it is said that as one cultivates to higher realms, these fierce beast bloodlines actually become a shackle, making their strength inferior to martial artists of the same realm.
Of course, he had only heard this claim; as a small fry who hadn't even reached the Star Vein Realm, he naturally didn't know the specifics.
"Kid, you killed my Yuan'er and Yi'er. Today, I will make you pay with your life!"
"But don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. I will make you suffer the most cruel punishments in this world before you die in agony!"
"In the process, you will find that death is a relief for you!"
"Yuan'er, Yi'er?"
Qin Chen repeated the names subconsciously, but his brows immediately knitted together.
"He Yi is your son?!"
"Isn't his father He Wu?"
Qin Chen was stunned.
What the hell!!
"He Wu is my younger brother!"
"He was only Yuan'er's husband on the surface. Yuan'er's true husband is me!"
(⊙o⊙)...
Qin Chen's mouth opened slightly, and it took a long while before he spat out a sentence:
"You guys... really know how to play!!"
"Enough talk!"
"You caused me to lose my lover and my joy, I must slaughter you!!"
He Wen suddenly let out a roar, then bent his knees slightly, the thick muscles in his legs bulging with obvious definition.
With a fierce push, his figure darted out rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Qin Chen, his sharp claws swiping viciously toward him.
"So fast!!"
Qin Chen's pupils contracted violently. He pushed his Flowing Clouds Chasing Moon Steps to their limit, narrowly dodging the razor-sharp claws just as they were about to make contact.
The sharp energy whistled past his face, carving out a bloody gash.
However, before he could make another move, he suddenly saw one of He Wen's feet already positioned right in front of him.
A dull thud echoed out, and Qin Chen's figure was sent flying backward instantly.
The immense force exploded against Qin Chen's chest, forcing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.
He flew dozens of meters before slamming heavily into the ground.
Before he could even scramble to his feet, he saw He Wen suddenly appear before him, those sharp claws thrusting down at him once more.
Qin Chen's eyes widened, and he rolled violently to the side.
Boom—
The claws pierced the hard ground, blasting a crater directly into the earth as countless shards of rock scattered in every direction.
Qin Chen immediately rose and retreated a great distance, his expression grave.
Is the gap really this wide?
"What did you expect, kid!"
"I am a Sound Listener Envoy of the Holy Temple. My strength isn't something a brat who only recently awakened can compare to!"
"So, there's no need to continue your pointless struggle!"
As he finished speaking, He Wen let out a sharp shout.
"Holy Descent!"
The next second, the muscles all over his body bulged, his frame growing larger and larger until his clothes were stretched to their limit.
Riiip!
At a certain moment, just like He Wu before him, He Wen unleashed the signature clothes-shredding technique passed down through the He Clan.
Countless strips of fabric exploded outward, revealing the thick, hairy body beneath.
"Do you see? This is the true essence of life evolution, the power bestowed upon me by the Beast God!"
He Wen let out a loud laugh.
At this moment, he had transformed into a monster with a human head and a beast's body.
His eyes were blood-red, and his entire body radiated an incredibly tyrannical aura.
The billowing waves of air radiating outward made Qin Chen's clothes rustle and snap.
A bead of sweat couldn't help but trickle down Qin Chen's forehead; the powerful pressure emanating from He Wen made his body feel heavy.
The next moment, He Wen's body lunged forward again, his speed even faster than before.
Qin Chen desperately pushed his Flowing Clouds Chasing Moon Steps, dodging to the side just as He Wen's claws were about to reach him. He then gripped his battle saber tightly and let out a low roar:
"Shake Mountains Destroy Cities!"
A blade of light, cold to the extreme, erupted and slashed fiercely toward He Wen.
The hair all over He Wen's body stood slightly on end, and a trace of shock flickered in his pupils. He had actually felt a hint of a threat from this strike.
Although it wasn't fatal, it meant that this blade was capable of wounding him.
One had to know that his defense had been greatly enhanced after his Holy Descent. To think this brat could still make him feel this way.
He truly was a monstrous genius!
Thinking of this, He Wen's killing intent toward Qin Chen grew even stronger.
He met Qin Chen's blade with a claw.
The sound of metal clashing rang out. In an instant, sparks flew, and a wave of air rippled outward from the two of them as the center.
The two remained deadlocked for several seconds until He Wen suddenly exerted force a second time. Qin Chen's offensive was instantly shattered, and he was sent flying by a swipe of He Wen's claw.
Puh-ah!
Another large mouthful of blood sprayed from Qin Chen's mouth, the immense force carrying him as he flew backward.
After flying for dozens of meters, he slammed heavily into the ground, spitting out yet another mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Qin Chen felt as if his entire body were falling apart, with pain invading every corner of his brain.
Qin Chen struggled to sit up, watching He Wen slowly walk toward him from not far away, and couldn't help but curse under his breath:
"Can't these people from the Law Enforcement Bureau get here any faster?!"
He didn't believe that no one had notified the Law Enforcement Bureau after they had caused such a huge commotion.
Several minutes had already passed, yet they still hadn't arrived!
It seemed he would have to save himself for now!
Thinking of this, Qin Chen couldn't help but shout toward He Wen:
"Wait! If I'm willing to join the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall, would you be willing to let me go?"
"Oh?!"
He Wen did not stop his pace, but a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.
"You want to join our Holy Hall!"
"Yes!"
Qin Chen nodded and stood up.
"Bound by various shackles, I finally realize who I am today!"
"It wasn't until I met you, Big Brother, that I discovered the path I had been cultivating was wrong all along!"
"I also want to become as powerful as you, and I want to obtain the power bestowed by the Beast God!!"
As he spoke, Qin Chen's eyes were filled with endless fanaticism, as if he truly revered the Beast God beyond measure.
"Hmm! Not bad! Your realization is quite high!"
He Wen could not help but nod.
"Even though I know you are just stalling for time, I can't help but want to praise you!"
"Setting everything else aside, your words were certainly on point!"
"It's just... your acting skills still need some polishing!"
He Yi's gaze turned cold. His figure suddenly lunged forward, his sharp claws tearing through the air as he struck at Qin Chen once again.
Setting aside the fact that Qin Chen was not genuinely interested in joining their Holy Hall, even if he were, He Yi would never let him go.
Otherwise, with talent as monstrous as Qin Chen's, if he were allowed to join the Holy Hall and eventually rise to prominence, He Yi could not guarantee that the other party wouldn't kill him.
Furthermore, he had not yet reached the point where he would disregard his own grudges for the sake of the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall's development.
Qin Chen must die!!
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