Supreme Devouring God-Chapter 1237: Arriving at Demon Peak!

Demon Peak.

Most of the area of Demon Peak was shrouded in Black Mysterious Smoke.

Only the ruined hall at the center of Demon Peak was not covered by the Black Mysterious Smoke, otherwise, Demon Peak would be a forbidden area.

Ever since Qin Chen selected Demon Peak as his Saint Son Peak, the originally ruined and chaotic hall had long been renovated by the people within the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect.

From afar, it resembled an ancient Divine Temple.

And at this moment, inside this hall.

Several young men in silver robes were sitting cross-legged.

On the surface of their bodies, one could see their respective Sword Intent drifting, breathing rhythmically with the Sword Rhythm within Demon Peak.

At the same time, there was also a faint flow of Demon Intent entering the bodies of these young men.

After a moment, one of the silver-robed disciples opened his eyes.

There was a hint of amazement between his brows.

"This Demon Peak is simply too incredible. If it weren’t for the dense Demon Intent within, this place could be claimed as the first cultivation holy land of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect!"

At this time, the other youths also opened their eyes one after another, exiting their cultivation state.

"Cultivating on Demon Peak, the speed at which my Sword Intent grows is at least ten times faster than usual."

"We should have acted sooner to drive out those useless ones from Demon Peak! Such a good place, how can they possess it?"

"I really hope I can always cultivate here in the future!" A silver-robed disciple sighed.

The talent of a Martial Artist is certainly important.

However, the cultivation environment is also one of the indispensable needs on the road to becoming a strong Martial Artist.

"Haha, Jiang Jian, do you think even if Qin Chen comes back, he can change anything?"

"Even the Law Enforcement Team doesn’t dare interfere with the matters of our Feather Alliance, does Qin Chen dare to meddle?"

"Even if Qin Chen dares to interfere, what can he change?"

"Above us, there’s Senior Brother Ning He, and above Senior Brother Ning He, there are Jiang Xie Saint Son and Yu TianQee Saint Son! How dares he, a mere waste, go against our Feather Alliance?"

"In the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, who doesn’t have to give our Feather Alliance some face?"

The other silver-robed disciples laughed unrestrainedly.

"But Qin Chen is still a Saint Son after all."

"Moreover, the matter of White Robe Peak being trampled is a bloody fact. Besides, Senior Brother Ning He also suffered a loss at Qin Chen’s hands before."

Jiang Jian hesitated and said.

"White Robe Peak being trampled, Senior Brother Ning He suffering a loss at his hands, that’s all true!"

"But don’t you forget."

"We are Silver Robed Disciples! We are members of the Feather Alliance!"

"And Senior Brother Ning He is a super powerhouse of the Primordial Flower Realm! Suffering a loss before was just because Senior Brother Ning He was suppressing his cultivation and was too careless!"

"If it really came to a fight, ten Qin Chen’s wouldn’t be a match for one Senior Brother Ning He!"

"Jiang Jian, in my opinion, you just worry too much! As a member of the Feather Alliance, you should have absolute superiority and confidence, you know?"

One silver-robed disciple said.

"Yes, we are members of the Feather Alliance! This is an identity in the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect that many envy but cannot have!"

Another silver-robed disciple said proudly.

Jiang Jian lowered his head, muttering: "No matter what, I always feel that something big is about to happen, something major."

"After cultivating for a few days, I feel that my tolerance for the Demon Intent within Demon Peak has greatly improved! I’m afraid after cultivating for a while longer, we could even last half a day here!"

"By then, we will all become Golden Robed Disciples together!"

The youths laughed heartily.

Jiang Jian lifted his head, and it was this action that suddenly made him petrified.

"What’s wrong?"

The other silver-robed disciples saw a change in the expression of Jiang Jian and were taken aback.

"Qin...Qin Chen?!"

The next instant, Jiang Jian’s face changed.

The rest of the silver-robed disciples turned their heads upon hearing this, looking behind them.

And then they saw.

At some point, a cold-faced white-robed young man had appeared behind them.

It was Qin Chen, who had just arrived from Sky Elder Peak to Demon Peak. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Seeing Qin Chen, the other silver-robed disciples’ expressions also changed.

For some reason, just standing there, Qin Chen gave them an immense oppressive force.

Qin Chen’s eyes were cold as he stared at Jiang Jian, having heard every word these people had said earlier.

Swish—

The next moment, Qin Chen moved.

As fast as a hurricane, he was there almost in the blink of an eye.

Slap!!!

A fierce slap landed right on Jiang Jian’s face, sending his entire body flying.

Though Qin Chen didn’t use any Elemental Power in this slap, Qin Chen’s physical body had reached the Primordial Flower Realm level, how could Jiang Jian withstand such a blow?

The other silver-robed disciples were utterly shocked.

Looking at Jiang Jian’s bloodied and twitching body on the ground, and Qin Chen who had appeared in front of them, they were at a loss for words.

Qin Chen looked coldly at Jiang Jian: "Calling the Saint Son by name is a great disrespect!"

"If there is a next time, I may directly sever your path of cultivation!"

Jiang Jian lay on the ground, his face battered, his mouth also damaged, and he couldn’t speak clearly, unable to utter any words.

"You may be a Saint Son! But even a Saint Son can’t act arbitrarily, right? Moreover, you hit so hard!"

A silver-robed disciple who had reacted glared angrily at Qin Chen.

"Hard?"

Qin Chen’s eyes turned towards this silver-robed disciple, giving him an instant sensation of being plunged into an icy cave, and immediately a sense of regret arose in his heart.

"Little Strange, show him what’s truly hard."

Qin Chen said indifferently.

Swish—

As Qin Chen’s words fell, Little Strange transformed without a word.

It jumped down from Qin Chen’s shoulder, turning into a giant-tailed beast, then fiercely swung its huge tail towards that silver-robed disciple.

"You—"

The silver-robed disciple’s expression changed dramatically.

Evidently, he hadn’t expected Qin Chen to act so decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

He urgently dodged.

However, the current Little Strange was extraordinarily powerful, far beyond the capability of a Heavenly Origin Ninth Layer martial artist to evade.

Bang!!!

The sound of splattered blood echoed, and the silver-robed disciple was sent flying, crashing violently against the wall of the hall.

The audible sound of bone cracking and the bursting of flesh was clear.

Ugh—

The silver-robed disciple’s body rolled to the ground, immediately coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, with shattered teeth and bits of flesh mixed within.

"Now do you know what truly hard means?"

Qin Chen, as if devoid of emotion, looked icily at the silver-robed disciple lying on the ground, half-dead, and spoke coldly.