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Chapter 1283: The End of the World
A terrible pain.
Swish!
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yichen's figure was like a ray of light as he flew into the secret realm that was forcefully created by the hundreds of Martial Saints.
"Damn it, I was fooled by him!"
"Chase him! Don't let him escape into the altar again!"
"This bastard already knows that we won't give up. If he hides in there for a year or so, we won't be able to afford it!"
Seeing Qin Yichen's actions, the expressions of many Martial Saints changed. Immediately after, furious roars rang out one after another. Five to six hundred experts with terrifying auras shot towards the secret realm.
"Buzz …"
Following the entry of this group of powerhouses, the entire space in the secret realm was filled with a terrifying aura.
Sensing this aura, some of the Saint Grade Fighting Souls in the depths of the Secret Land shrunk their necks and went into hiding.
Although there would be foreign powerhouses entering this place every few years, the number of powerhouses was incomparable to the number of people in this place!
Hundreds of Martial Sages. Any Fighting Soul with a bit of consciousness would not be so foolish as to send themselves to their deaths.
Although these powerhouses were not slow, it was not easy for them to catch up with Qin Yichen.
Furthermore, Qin Yichen knew that these guys wanted to stop him, so he increased his speed to the maximum.
In just about half an hour, a dazzling circle of light had appeared in front of Qin Yichen.
As he stared at the glowing circle, Qin Yichen's expression turned extremely solemn. Then, he turned his head to look at the group that was relentlessly pursuing them.
Qin Yichen's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness as he recalled the miserable state he had been in during this period of time. Finally, he gritted his teeth and shot towards the circle of light.
Even if that feeling was worse than death, if it could help him break through to the Saint level and wash away the humiliation of being hunted down all these days, so what if it was painful!
"Buzz …"
As Qin Yichen entered, ripples appeared on the resplendent halo. By the time the ripples returned to normal, the figure had already disappeared.
At this moment, the five to six hundred Saint level experts had caught up to them. Many of them involuntarily stopped when they saw the circle of light. Their faces were filled with grave expressions.
Clearly, they were extremely afraid of these altars!
Those who could enter the Myriad Tribes Battlefield, as long as they had some common sense, would all know that these altars contained great danger!
They didn't have Qin Yichen's heaven-defying armor or treasures to protect them. If they were to enter that place, they would most likely die without leaving behind anything.
"Damn it! This is the Mystic Lion Clan's secret realm!"
"What are you afraid of? You have already offended the Fiery Scorpion Tribe and the Fiery Scorpion Tribe. Do you still care about the Mystic Lion Tribe?"
"Indeed, since it's already like this, there's no turning back!"
"Only by killing that brat and handing him over to the black-robed man will we have a chance to survive!"
The five to six hundred Saint level experts stopped in front of the circle of light and whispered among themselves.
Among these experts, many of them were worried about the situation of their clans. Along the way, they had offended many clans!
However, just as some of them had said, they had no other choice now.
Perhaps, in their hearts, they had already regarded the black-robed man, who had informed them of Qin Yichen's location, as a life-saving straw!
…
After passing through the circle of light, Qin Yichen saw a familiar giant whirlpool wreaking havoc in it. Without any hesitation, he activated the Supreme Tyrant Body and charged down the whirlpool with ease.
After a while, the terrifying tearing force gradually weakened. Qin Yichen exerted his strength and broke free from the whirlpool's suction force and shot out.
With a sense of dizziness, a dark space once again appeared in front of Qin Yichen's eyes.
"Buzz …"
As expected, the token in Qin Yichen's ring reacted the moment he arrived. After he escaped, the pitch-black space suddenly lit up. The boundless darkness was quickly dispelled, and a shocking scene appeared in front of him.
"Swoosh!"
In the middle of the thousands of rivers of magma, there was a lake of magma that was thousands of feet wide. Suddenly, a scarlet ray of light tore through the distorted space due to the heat and shot toward Qin Yichen.
Looking at the ray of light that was flying toward him, Qin Yichen's face turned pale. However, at this moment, he had no intention of dodging.
"Ah …!"
A shrill scream suddenly rang out, resounding through the entire space.
An indescribable pain swept over him, and the robe on Qin Yichen's body almost instantly turned to ashes.
Under this intense pain, Qin Yichen's eyes were wide open. However, there was an unusually determined look in his bloodshot eyes.
In the face of hundreds and thousands of Martial Saints, if he wanted to turn the situation around, he had to at least break through to the Martial Saint level!
Otherwise, even if those Martial Saints just stood there and let him kill them, it would be enough to make his hands go numb!
…
In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.
At this moment, in the Mystic Lion Clan's secret realm, more than six hundred Martial Saints were gradually getting impatient.
"Could that brat have died in there? Why hasn't he come out after so long?"
"I don't think so. That treasure on him is too heaven-defying!"
"That's hard to say. That brat must be exhausted from our pursuit. He might have already died!"
"No, we have to go and take a look. If that treasure is left in there, we will suffer a great loss!"
While they waited, whispers continued to ring out one after another.
For some reason, after some instigation, more than ten figures stood out from among the Martial Saints.
Their auras were only at the Beginner Martial Saint level. However, those who knew them knew that although they were only at the Beginner Martial Saint level, their clan was extremely good at defense.
Although they were not comparable to Qin Yichen, who was wearing the Myriad Tao Divine Armor, but after revealing their true bodies, their defensive power was not inferior to that of ordinary mid-level Saint experts.
"Guys, your clan's defense is amazing. I hope that you can go and check it out."
"With the defensive power of these brothers, even if they enter that place, they should be able to come out unscathed."
"If that brat dies, you can get whatever treasures you can. Of course, that armor is not included."
"That brat is from a Divine Clan. He must have a lot of treasures on him!"
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