Supreme Devouring God

In the clearing.

A group of people formed a large circle.

One intense battle after another was taking place, each very far away.

At this moment.

Qin Chen led Lin Songyun and Han Xinkui forward.

The trio attracted quite a few eyes.

”We three apply for a group battle, who will challenge us?”

Qin Chen spoke aloud.

As soon as he said this.

More gazes turned towards Qin Chen and his companions.

”These three seem like three fat sheep.”

Among Qin Chen’s group, Han Xinkui had the highest cultivation at the Sixth Layer of Tongtian Realm, followed by Lin Songyun.

As for Qin Chen.

Only at the Second Layer of Tongtian Realm.

This lineup.

Was simply too weak.

So in an instant.

Many eyes revealed war intent.

They guessed that Qin Chen’s group probably didn’t have many identity creeds.

Yet.

Even the smallest mosquito legs are meat.

Moreover.

Beating these three seemed almost effortless.

”What are the rules?”

Someone asked.

Qin Chen smiled and said, ”The rules are that both sides don’t need to have equal numbers; of course, ’unequal’ doesn’t mean unlimited—just a slight imbalance is allowed, like us three against six.”

What!

Many were astonished on the spot.

Three against six?!

Originally, Qin Chen’s group was weak.

And now they’re making such statements.

Aren’t they courting death!

Lin Songyun glanced at Qin Chen with surprise, pondering internally.

This obviously unfair rule.

When has Qin Chen ever suffered a loss?

She understood Qin Chen.

This guy must be plotting something unsavory.

Han Xinkui certainly didn’t think much.

She stared at Qin Chen in shock, almost dumbfounded.

She was already somewhat lacking in confidence.

Now with Qin Chen suggesting they battle six, how could they win?

The most crucial point.

She couldn’t understand!

Why!

No one would have objected to a normal three-on-three!

”No, these three must not be simple. Who would make such rules if they were sane?” Someone voiced dissent.

Especially Qin Chen.

He kept smiling.

Giving people an extremely mysterious aura.

Even Gao Yu was drawn in, looking at Qin Chen and asking: ”State your names and identities.”

He wanted to understand who Qin Chen and his group really were.

”My name is Qin Chen, from the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect of the Great Origin Dynasty, this is Lin Songyun, my Daoist couple, also from the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect of the Great Origin Dynasty.”

”This is Han Xinkui, from the Han Family of the Silver Moon Dynasty.”

Qin Chen introduced them one after another.

Heavenly Blade Saint Sect of the Great Origin Dynasty?

Han Family of the Silver Moon Dynasty?

Many looked at each other, bewildered.

Silver Moon Dynasty had a small portion who knew it, but the Great Origin Dynasty was unknown to anyone present.

This indirectly showed just how insignificant the Great Origin Dynasty was; even the entire Star Summoning Seven Dynasties were small.

Qian State was too vast.

Gao Yu frowned slightly, initially believing Qin Chen’s group must be capable to set such rules.

Now it seemed.

Completely three country bumpkins.

”We’ve overestimated; these three are exactly like frogs at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the world.”

”I think these three just look like that.”

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Instantly.

Various sounds of disdain and ridicule erupted like a flood.

”Sansheng brother, should we go?”

Someone asked.

Le Sansheng replied: ”I’m just worried these three have too little meat, not even enough identity creeds to hand over to Gao Yu.”

This was the reason for many people’s hesitation.

A battle required at least three identity creeds handed over to Gao Yu.

Le Sansheng worried Qin Chen’s group had only three identity creeds in total.

He did not believe Qin Chen’s group had the ability to seize others’ strengths—they were clearly cannon fodder.

”That’s true; forget it.”

The person speaking earlier said.

At that moment.

Huang Qingmie happened to arrive.

”Mr. Huang.”

Upon seeing Huang Qingmie, Le Sansheng greeted him with a smile.

He, like Huang Qingmie, came from the Sky Splitting Dynasty.

He cultivated in the Golden Hall of the Sky Splitting Dynasty.

Huang Qingmie was stunned, not responding to Le Sansheng immediately.

Because he saw Qin Chen.

Le Sansheng was puzzled, glanced at Qin Chen, then turned to Huang Qingmie: ”Mr. Huang, do you know him?”

Only then did Huang Qingmie react.

His eyes flickered, smiling at Huang Qingmie: ”Yes, we’ve had some interactions.”

It was more than just interactions.

He nearly died at Qin Chen’s hands.

Of course.

Such embarrassing matters, he wouldn’t mention.

And at this moment.

Seeing no one responding to the challenge, Qin Chen initially paused.

Then with a chuckle, he realized.

And directly took out one hundred identity creeds from the God Devouring Crystal space.

”Whoa—”

In just an instant.

The whole place became lively.

Numerous gazes locked onto the hundred identity creeds in Qin Chen’s hand, ardent.

Even Le Sansheng’s eyes lit up.

He couldn’t help but lick his lips.

”A fat sheep, a massive fat sheep.”

The recently extinguished battle spirit flared up again.

”Our group will offer one hundred identity creeds, and the challenging team must also put up at least one hundred identity creeds.”

”Furthermore, if your team has more people than ours, there’s an additional condition: if you lose, you must surrender all your identity creeds and cultivation resources.”

Seeing the interest from the crowd skyrocket, Qin Chen smiled.

Ah, so that was the plan!

Lin Songyun understood.

Turns out, this guy aimed to score others’ cultivation resources all along.

”I’ll fight you.”

”These three are ours!”

Instantly.

The venue erupted with disputes.

For how appealing those hundred identity creeds looked like a tempting pie.

But some still maintained sanity.

”Since they could acquire one hundred identity creeds, they must be no ordinary folks. Their true strength is surely not as simple as it looks.”

”I agree, especially this guy at the Second Layer of Tongtian Realm, although his cultivation is the lowest, he’s the leader among them, his strength must be extraordinary.”

”Though the words hold truth, how many things in this world can be absolutely certain? Compared to others, don’t they seem the easiest in appearance?”

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Le Sansheng promptly looked at Huang Qingmie.

”Mr. Huang, you said you’ve dealt with them, so how is their strength?”

Huang Qingmie hesitated: ”Not bad.”

Le Sansheng pressed on: ”Their strength must be below yours, right?”

”Brother Sansheng, aren’t you saying the obvious? Brother Huang’s combat power is comparable to Tribulation Transformation; no matter how unrivaled these three’s power is, can they reach the Tribulation Transformation Realm?”

A fellow from the Golden Hall spoke up.

Huang Qingmie remained silent, not replying.

Upon hearing this, Le Sansheng saw Huang Qingmie wasn’t refuting and nodded immediately.

He gazed at the hundred identity creeds in Qin Chen’s hand, eyes burning.