Peerless Battle Spirit

BANG BANG BANG!

The immortal glows shattered as the voice appeared.

The Human God Realm expert's eyes widened as if he had encountered some great foe. He swiftly executed an ancient God Art and disappeared into the distance.

"Do you mind telling us who you are?"

The rest of the Human God Realm experts were stunned upon seeing this. They brought their fists together and asked.

The destructive power of the giant, skinny had clearly implied that the person's cultivation was a lot stronger than theirs.

"Hehe. it's only been a few hundred years, but people have already forgotten my voice...."

Following a weird chuckle, an old man in torn black robe and eyes emitting a green glow walked out from deep inside the forest under the crowd's gaze. He came forward with an intimidating aura, "But do you still remember the name Chan Ming?"

"Old Man Chan Ming?"

"You're still alive?"

At that instant, the Human Gods and the Martial Gods including Han Mingli and the others exclaimed in astonishment with stunned looks.

A few hundred years ago, Old Man Chan Ming's name was fairly reputable. Everyone knew who he was.

The man was known for his weird personalities. He had tortured and murdered cultivators. Many of the disciples and experts from their factions had died in his hands.

Even though the three factions had worked together to try and hunt Old Man Chan Ming down, not only was he a peak Human God, he also acquired an ancient succession, allowing him to master three of the four Extremities. It even granted him an Immortal Root, thus their plans to hunt him down kept failing.

When the Patriarchs of the three factions had decided to hunt Old Man Chan Ming down themselves, the man failed in his ascension to the Earth God Realm and disappeared. People thought he had fallen, but he had shown up here.

"Senior Chan Ming, we have no intention to disturb you. Please calm down, we'll be leaving now..."

A Human God of the Pure Immortal Palace quickly collected his thoughts and reached out his hand grabbing at Qin Nan as he spoke.

Their first priority now was to retrieve the pendants. They would worry about Old Man Chan Ming after reporting it back to their Patriarchs.

After all, Old Man Chan Ming was known for his overwhelming strength. It was unwise to start a fight here.

"Fate has brought the kid to me. He's staying. I'm in a good mood now, so I won't kill you. Leave now."

Old Man Chan Ming squinted his eyes and unleashed his aura.

'Senior Chan Ming, you..."

The Human God Realm experts were startled.

"You have ten breaths, if you don't leave now, you shall bear the consequences."

Old Man Chan Ming grinned, revealing a row of eerie, pitch-black teeth. A terrifying murderous aura was unleashed from his body, dying the surrounding rift in blood red.

The trees drifted despite the absence of wind. It was as if each of the trees had come to life.

The atmosphere of the place instantly froze.

The Human Gods and Martial Gods felt a great thud in their chests as their hearts were swarmed with a great chill.

"Senior Brother, what should we do now?"

Han Mingli and the others took a deep breath and asked by transmitting their voices.

"We..."

The Human God Realm experts hesitated for a while. They exchanged glances with one another and clenched their teeth, "Report back to Patriarch, we'll leave this place first!"

Although the place had suppressed everyone's cultivation to the first-layer Human God Realm, it was still extremely difficult for them to defeat Old Man Chan Ming even if they all teamed up.

Besides, Old Man Chan Ming had been setting up the place for at least a hundred years.

On top of that, the fact that Old Man Chan Ming had stayed here for so long implied that the place had some fascinating secrets.

"Senior, until next time!"

The Human God Realm experts brought their fists together and flew into the rift.

Han Mingli and the rest of the Martial Gods glared at Qin Nan before leaving unwillingly. They turned into light rays and flew into the distance.

The murderous intent filling the place dissipated within the blink of an eye.

"That was too close."

Qin Nan let out a relieved sigh.

If Old Man Chan Ming did not appear in time, he would have trouble surviving in the situation.

Having this thought, Qin Nan immediately raised his hands and brought his fists together facing Old Man Chan Ming, "Senior, thank you for saving me. I'll surely remember your kindness."

"Come with me."

Old Man Chan Ming withdrew his aura and said coldly.

"Does Senior need anything from me?"

Qin Nan asked immediately, yet Old Man Chan Ming did not reply. He was still walking forward. Qin Nan followed behind without asking further.

After all, with Old Man Chan Ming's cultivation, it was impossible for Qin Nan to escape if he was attacked.

A few hundred breaths later, Qin Nan followed Old Man Chan Ming deep into the strange forest.

"Mm?"

Qin Nan glanced ahead and his eyes flickered with astonishment.

Deep inside the forest stood a huge, pitch-black altar. On top of it was a pile of corpses with a faint scent of blood.

It was obvious that the corpses had only died quite recently.

In addition to that, behind the altar was an ancient path shrouded in white mist. He could sense the presence of some obscure energy from it. He was unsure where the path was leading to.

"Kid, your cultivation, you must have mastered the four Extremities?"

Old Man Chan Ming came to a stop and looked at Qin Nan. His green eyes flickered with a vicious look.

"I did master the four Extremities."

Qin Nan nodded as he revealed the truth.

"Tsk tsk, mastering the four Extremities at your age, it's a pity that those people are blind. Otherwise, they would have tried every way they could to bring you back to their factions..."

Old Man Chan Ming smacked his lips. The vicious look in his eyes grew stronger as he turned into a peerless demon with a piercing screech, "Ki, I've saved your life. You should repay my kindness with your body!"

Buzz!

The pitch-black altar started trembling as wisps of black light burst out from it. They spread toward Qin Nan like serpents of Hell, wrapping around his figure.

Old Man Chan Ming had exposed himself to save Qin Nan just to devour his body.

He had spent too long trying to master the fourth Extremity. He had run out of patience, thus how could he wait for any longer after seeing someone who had mastered the four Extremities?

Once he devoured the young man's body, he would also master the four Extremities, and together with the preparations he made over the past hundred years, he would surely acquire the succession inside the Drought Demon Immortal Tomb!

After acquiring the succession, he would achieve the Heaven God Realm, become an immortal. He would even have a high chance to achieve the higher levels!

"Senior."

Qin Nan was startled, before he said calmly without showing any hint of fear, "You've saved my life, so I'll tell you this, don't devour me, or else, you will die."