The Nail in the Gray Mist World

Before Oath Keeper Valley.

The place was a wreck, with bodies strewn everywhere.

Everyone from Xuan Yi Sect who had participated in the battle... had been wiped out.

"Master and the others... are too powerful."

"We Oath Keepers chose the right people to follow!"

"Our master is destined to soar to the heavens!"

The Oath Keepers were overjoyed.

"Master, you're amazing!"

Wu Song stepped forward as well and bowed.

But Qing Chen only smiled. "It was nothing."

"By the way, your suona horns paired with the Great Dao of Calisthenics... seem pretty impressive."

Qing Chen found it rather amusing. He liked helping the dead pass on, while the Oath Keepers liked sending people off with suona horns.

Tsk, tsk. Just as expected of his followers—even their way of killing people was so on point.

Wu Song was even happier to hear that. The master had actually praised them!

"Rest assured, Master. We'll keep promoting it from now on!"

He hurriedly replied.

Qing Chen turned to Long Zixuan and the others. "Where to next?"

But the big black dog looked at Long Zixuan and asked, "When you were fighting just now, didn't you find their martial techniques familiar?"

Its dog eyes were grave.

Long Zixuan nodded. "It was as if I knew those arts without even needing to see them."

That was also why he had found it so easy to fight.

Although Xuan Qiulin and the others were at a high level, Long Zixuan felt an innate familiarity with every art they used...

"The Martial Wasteland Realm... probably has some connection to you. Perhaps we can uncover some secrets about the battle back then in this realm..."

The big black dog spoke in a low voice. "There were also a few little shrimps lurking nearby. One of them seemed to