Half a year
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The cultivation in the secret realm lasted for half a day before it gradually came to a stop.
Qin Yichen heaved a long sigh of relief when the last strand of red essence blood was absorbed into his veins.
At this moment, small spots of light appeared in his blood from time to time. These small spots of light were no longer the essence blood from before, but the power of Qin Yichen's own bloodline!
As his blood flowed, a powerful force filled his limbs and bones!
Although Qin Yichen's aura was still at the peak of the Honorable level, Qin Yichen knew that ordinary Martial Saints were no match for him when he felt the powerful force in his body!
The only difference between him and a Martial Saint was the Domain of Saint Aura!
However, this was also the most troublesome point for him. This was because even now, he had not come into contact with the existence of "force"!
Only when one's "force" was fully formed could he break through to the Martial Saint level. However, his "force" was not formed yet.
Qin Yichen could not do anything about this. Many peak Honorable level fighters were stuck at this stage and could not break through for the rest of their lives. As for him, it had only been a month since he broke through to the peak of the Honorable level. Perhaps the timing was not right and he had not come into contact with that step.
Moreover, on the path of cultivation, it was useless even if he was anxious.
The essence blood that he had obtained in these secret realms gave him a feeling that this might be an opportunity for him to break through to the Martial Saint level!
"81 secret realms …"
After adjusting his body to the best state, Qin Yichen stood up from the pool. After taking a deep breath, his eyes were filled with determination as he looked at the light circle in the distance.
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After leaving the secret realm, Qin Yichen fled as usual.
However, he didn't notice that there were two beautiful figures quietly watching the commotion from a place extremely far away from him.
"Eh, why does that person's aura seem so familiar?"
Looking at the figure being chased by thousands of Martial Saints, the beautiful woman in a white robe could not help but spit.
"Little Sister Qianxue, the matter that the Patriarch asked you to do wouldn't be related to this brat, right?"
Beside him, a red-clothed woman also had a surprised look on her face.
The white-clothed lady did not reply to this. Her glass-like eyes stared intently at the swiftly fleeing figure.
"Hehe, if the Clan Leader wants you to deal with him, we probably won't have to do anything. That guy is really capable. What did he do that angered so many Saint level cultivators to hunt him down?"
The woman in red lightly covered her red lips and said with a smile, "If Patriarch wants us to help him, I think we can only return home."
The white-clothed woman did not utter a single word in response to her muttering. However, her pair of black eyebrows could not help but tightly knit together.
"Patriarch said that in order to stabilize this continent, our ancestor split his blood essence into eighty-one portions and formed a great formation to guard this place."
"I didn't expect that there would be such a capable person among the Ten Thousand Races to be able to obtain the blood essence of our ancestor."
"Fine, I'll go and get it after he's found it. That will save me a lot of effort."
At this moment, the white-clothed lady had another plan in her heart.
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In the following days, the chase that shook the entire Ten Thousand Races Continent continued to play out in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.
During this period of time, those Saint level experts had also thought of countless ways, either blocking Qin Yichen's escape in advance, or setting up all kinds of powerful formations.
However, they had thought of all sorts of ways but were unable to kill Qin Yichen as they wished.
Instead, in this chase, they were shocked to discover that Qin Yichen's strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
Although his aura had not changed much, those who were slightly more sensitive could feel that it was getting easier for him to deal with their pursuit.
During this chase that lasted for half a year, many of the Martial Saints who were chasing Qin Yichen were forced to withdraw from the chase due to the pressure from the Ten Thousand Races Continent.
Some people withdrew, while others joined the chase. Therefore, the number of people chasing Qin Yichen did not decrease because of this.
However, it was also thanks to Qingluan's move that the number of Martial Saints chasing Qin Yichen remained around a thousand even though there were two to three thousand of them.
Half a year later, in the north of the Ten Thousand Races Continent.
This was a vast desert with a reddish-yellow color. At a glance, the endless yellow sand extended to the end of one's vision.
Currently, this reddish-yellow desert was not peaceful. Terrifying gales wreaked havoc, and powerful storms constantly battered the area. Yellow sand filled the sky and blocked one's vision.
The source of the raging gales was not naturally formed, but a great battle that had broken out in the desert.
To put it simply, it was a chase with a great disparity in strength!
In the air, countless figures stood in the air. Vast amounts of True Origin swept out from their bodies. Fierce True Origin attacks whizzed out from their hands and bombarded the desert in front of them.
Boom! Boom!
Under such overwhelming attacks, the ground trembled, and huge cracks spread out like a spider web. Within the yellow sand, a figure was dodging and blocking the attacks in a sorry state.
If anyone were to see this scene, they would definitely find it inconceivable.
Over a thousand figures that covered the sky were only surrounding one person. Furthermore, the person's aura was clearly not on the same level as them. He was merely a Martial Saint!
In fact, this scene was not rare in the past half a year. It had happened countless times in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.
The lonely figure was Qin Yichen!
Qin Yichen was already used to this. However, unlike before, Qin Yichen was no longer running for his life.
He would only dodge the attacks that were too powerful. Not only did he not dodge the individual attacks, but he also deliberately faced them head-on.
In the sky, over a thousand Martial Saints who were initially disdainful became increasingly solemn.
Over the past half a year, they could be said to have personally witnessed Qin Yichen gradually become stronger under their pursuit!
They could understand that a junior at the peak of the Venerable Realm could survive by relying on the protection of a heaven-defying armor. However, Qin Yichen was no longer just running away.
In fact, they could sense that he was using their attacks as a cultivation method!
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