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Chapter 1538

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Penglai Island had been open for half a month.

In the past ten days or so, Qin Tian had followed the guidance of the Monster System's mini-map and obtained dozens of Ultimate Grade Origin Materials. Among them, the most tempting one was none other than the Ice God Tablet fragment.

On this day, in the eastern region of Penglai Island, rays of light shot into the sky and stones were flying. Cranes could also be heard singing.

… Oh, is it because a great treasure or opportunity has revealed itself?

Leaping into the sky, Qin Tian, who was wearing a white robe, had an expression of anticipation, "Let's go."

Ever since he met the little girl and learned that Jiang Yue 'er had been imprisoned by the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect, he had been in a daze.

Qin Tian wouldn't leave the two girls behind, no matter where he went.



Although the mysterious, majestic, and legendary Penglai Immortal Island was boundless, it still had its limits.

In just half a day's time, Qin Tian arrived in front of a vast and colorful lake.

Faint clouds and mist covered the outside of the lake, making it seem unusually tranquil, comfortable, and ethereal.

A ten-thousand-meter-tall stone gate stood at the center of the lake, its pillars piercing into the heavens. The stone gate was wide open, surrounded by divine light.

Outside the stone door, there were dancing fairies as beautiful as fairies, as well as fiendish demons with three heads and six arms.

The two phenomena were a stark contrast, an extreme portrayal.

"Swish!" Swoosh! Different groups of people arrived in succession from all directions.

Qin Tian, Xiao Yue 'er and Jiang Yue' er were a group of three, which attracted a lot of attention.

"Screech!" An ear-piercing, rebellious, long screech rang out.

The giant descendant of the Origin Divine Beast, Xue Yan Bi Fang, stopped in front of the lake.

The Miss of the Fiend Sect walked down from Xue Yan Bi Fang's head. Behind her were the geniuses of the Fiend Sect.

"This First Miss of the Demonic Sect is so charming that she can make people fall head over heels for her. Her appearance has attracted a lot of attention.

Suddenly.

Another group of people descended from the sky.

The Young Master of the Sacred Mountain of the seventy-two sects.

"Hehe." The Young Master of the Sacred Mountain glanced at the Young Miss of the Demonic Sect and smiled: "Our fate is really good, we meet again!"

Don't talk to me! I don't want to talk to you.

The Elder Miss of the Demonic Sect said impatiently.

"This stone door is extraordinarily grand. It must contain unimaginable treasures." The Young Lord of the Sacred Mountain muttered to himself, "As long as the geniuses of the Divination Pavilion don't appear, this treasure will belong to my Sacred Mountain. Your Demonic Sect can only eat the leftovers, haha."

Bastard!

The First Disciple of the Demonic Sect, Yuwen Mo, gritted his teeth.

"What? Do you want to fight with me? " The Sacred Mountain's Young Master looked down at Yuwen Mo and said, "You want to show off in front of the Demonic Sect's Young Miss and win her heart? Do you think you can hide your intentions from me? Unfortunately, even if there were ten of you, you still wouldn't be this Young Master's match. Reckless thing, it's best that you cower under your Young Miss' dress! "

"You …" The matter of Yuwen Mo being in love with the Young Miss of the Demonic Sect was known by everyone in the Ninth Domain.

Who would have thought that the Young Master of the Sacred Mountain would use this matter to mock him?

"Don't talk too much. Without my orders, if you dare to interact with the Sacred Mountain, don't blame me for killing you first."

The Young Miss of the Demonic Sect glared at Yuwen Mo. "I've already warned him before at Penglai Island. Who would have thought that this guy would still go against the Young Master of the Sacred Mountain."



Shortly after, a familiar face appeared in front of everyone.

It was the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect, one of the seventy-two sects.

Qin Tian was slightly surprised: "This guy isn't alone. He's with a group of more than ten people."

One of the seventy-two sects, the Black Demon Cave.

The Young Master of the Black Demon Cave had a dark expression and a cold aura. He was the same as the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect.

The moment the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect saw Qin Tian, he flew into a rage and roared, "Smash!"

This action moved many of the geniuses present, and they all focused their gazes on the ordinary white-clothed youth.

Qin Tian was calm and composed, "Haha, Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you haven't lost your elegance. Is your right arm better?"

The fact that the Black Corpse Sect's young master's right arm had been shattered by the Ice God Stele's fragment had always been a great humiliation to the Black Corpse Sect's young master. Hearing Qin Tian poking at his scar, he immediately panted, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth. His scarlet eyes were ready to devour someone. "Smash it, you won't be able to be so arrogant for long. This young master has made a blood oath to grind your bones to dust!"

What's going on?

The Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect was an outstanding figure of the Ninth Region's younger generation. He was a low-grade Heaven Sweeping Realm cultivator, so why would he hate a nameless King Netherheaven Realm cultivator?

It seems that … the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect had suffered a great loss at the hands of that brat!

Look, the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect is fighting with the Young Master of the Black Demon Cave alone. Did the Black Corpse Sect come to the Penglai Immortal Island alone? That's impossible. The other geniuses of the Black Corpse Sect have disappeared. Maybe that brat did it.

… …

Amidst all sorts of speculations, the Young Master of the Black Demon Cave opened his mouth, his voice sharp and noisy. "Qin Tian, the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect has told me everything he knows about you. If you know what's good for you, hand over the treasure."

"Treasure? The Divine Ice Stele Fragment? Oh, the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect is working with the Young Master of the Black Demon Cave to obtain the Divine Ice Stele Fragment on me. " Qin Tian seemed to wake up from a dream. He shrugged and said with a smile, "Since it's a treasure, why should I give it to you?"

If you want to die, you don't have to hand it over!

I'll take it back from your corpse.

The Young Master of the Black Demon Cave was determined to get it. "The Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect told himself that this Qin Tian has an Origin Weapon with boundless power. Even he suffered because of it. More than ten geniuses of the Black Corpse Sect died to that Origin Weapon! With such a terrifying and extraordinary Origin Weapon, the Young Master of the Black Demon Cave would naturally be incomparably greedy! "

The geniuses present had a rough idea. "That brat has a mysterious treasure on him. The Young Master of the Black Demon Cave and the Young Master of the Black Corpse Sect both want it."

A treasure that could make these two covet …

The geniuses were all silent, waiting to see how things would unfold. If there really was a treasure, it was hard to say who would get it.

"Kill me? I'm afraid you don't have the ability." Qin Tian was as calm and carefree as ever. An amiable smile hung on his lips. "But before you act, please use your toes to think about what the outcome will be if you act now."

Hiss!

The Young Master of the Black Demon Cave looked at the hundreds of geniuses present and said resentfully, "Then don't think you can escape! This Young Master will keep an eye on you! There will always be a suitable opportunity to kill you. "

… …

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