Chapter 958, Gathering at Prison Dragon Slope

Translator: Silavin

 

“Brat, are you seeking death!?”

 

“Vice Gate Master, why waste words on that brat? Kill him and capture that little wench to take back as ours!”

 

Upon hearing Qin Yichen’s words, that group of people immediately erupted in angry roars. Vicious expressions surged across their faces, while all manner of unbearable words continued without end.

 

“If you trash don’t get lost immediately, don’t blame me for being impolite.” Qin Yichen’s eyes turned slightly cold as he spoke in an icy tone.

 

“What arrogance! To dare speak to us members of the Wild Tiger Gate this way. Brat, I guess you’ve truly grown tired of living!”

 

Those several burly men with faces full of savage flesh looked at Qin Yichen with eyes full of malevolence. Each of them was an experienced bandit. Had it not been for noticing that this youth could actually walk to this position and likely possessed some hidden cards, they would not have wasted words and would have attacked long ago.

 

However, after sizing them up, they discovered that apart from having tender skin, this youth before them and that well-developed young lady seemed to have nothing that warranted their apprehension. Being able to reach this place was probably just a matter of luck.

 

“You want us to get lost? I’d like to see who gave you such audacious courage!”

 

A vicious-looking burly man roared. His figure moved, and like a ferocious hungry tiger, he violently pounced towards Qin Yichen. Wave after wave of powerful offensive manoeuvres burst forth simultaneously, revealing his Peak Stage Martial Emperor Realm strength without reservation.

 

*Hmph!* Facing this burly man’s attack, Qin Yichen merely snorted coldly. Rather than retreating, he advanced. With a single step forward, his palm grasped out as though tearing through the very air. He directly ignored the other offensive moves and grasped straight at the large blade in the man’s hand.

 

*Bang!*

 

In the next instant, that burly man’s expression changed drastically. The large blade in his hand directly exploded violently, transforming into fragments. As for his body, it was pierced through by several blade shards, and he flew backwards spurting blood.

 

In the next instant, Qin Yichen’s figure appeared before him like a ghost. With one kick planted in his stomach, the latter instantly shot backwards like a cannonball, unable to even cry out in pain.

 

His series of attacks: fast, accurate, ruthless!

 

By the time the others reacted, that burly man had already fainted, his entire body covered in blood, appearing extremely wretched.

 

“How presumptuous!”

 

At the front of the remaining six people, a Martial Ancestor burly man also roared out. He took a step forward. Internal Energy surged from within his body. As his fist struck out, that majestic Internal Energy transformed into a roaring giant tiger, carrying an astonishing fluctuation sufficient to crush Late Stage Martial Emperors as it bombarded towards Qin Yichen.

 

*Crash!*

 

Under this attack, even the swamp below was shaken into concentric ripples, the momentum extremely alarming.

 

However, facing this Martial Ancestor’s fierce offensive, Qin Yichen’s expression still showed no change. His eyes turned slightly cold. His palm clenched, and Demon Execution Palm started stacking. In merely an instant, seven stacks of force had already stacked up.

 

*Boom!*

 

In the next instant, without dodging even slightly, Qin Yichen directly swung his arm, his fist meeting it head-on.

 

*Boom!*

 

That giant tiger formed from majestic Internal Energy collided violently with Qin Yichen’s fist in mid-air. A shocking wave of energy swept outwards, scraping away several dozen metres of the swamp below.

 

That group of burly men with faces full of savage flesh hurriedly retreated some distance, their gazes tightly fixed upon the centre where violent Internal Energy swept.

 

*Tap!*

 

Suddenly, they saw that at the front, their leader’s body trembled. His foot touched down, and he retreated a step in mid-air. Then, his figure was actually shaken backwards several metres before he could stabilise himself again.

 

At this time, where the violent Internal Energy fluctuations gradually calmed, looking ahead, that youth was actually completely unharmed. Moreover, he had not even retreated a single step!

 

“How is this possible!?”

 

Seeing this scene, those several burly men immediately cried out in shock.

 

Their leader was a Martial Ancestor. That brat was merely a Late Stage Martial Emperor. How could he possibly throw their leader backwards with one punch?!

 

The other Martial Ancestor’s expression at this moment also showed some astonishment. The combat power Qin Yichen displayed had already far exceeded his surface-level strength.

 

“Can you get lost now?” Qin Yichen slowly withdrew his fist, his gaze indifferently looking towards those burly men with shocked expressions.

 

Facing his indifferent gaze, those burly men actually didn’t curse again. Moreover, their gazes all showed some evasion, not daring to meet his eyes directly.

 

They were usually fierce, but they had not expected that this tender-skinned youth before them possessed strength and methods completely not inferior to their own.

 

Those two leaders exchanged glances, both showing wariness in their eyes. Qin Yichen’s strength exceeded their expectations. If they forced an attack, even joining hands, they would likely gain no advantage.

 

Presently, they were already not far from Prison Dragon Slope, and moreover, the strange treasure that caused this huge phenomenon was about to appear. If they were injured and depleted their strength here, this trip would probably be wasted. Furthermore, other teams might very likely take advantage of their misfortune and devour them whole.

 

In the end, their style of conduct had established quite a few enemies. They could not let down their guard.

 

“Vice Gate Master, let’s wait until we’ve reunited with the Gate Master, then come settle the score.”

 

A burly man with a sinister expression leaned close to one leader’s ear, speaking in a low voice.

 

The two Martial Ancestors exchanged glances, both showing gloomy expressions. They, with their fierce reputation, had actually suffered a loss at the hands of a Late Stage Martial Emperor Realm brat. If word got out, what face would they have left?

 

Of course, they didn’t know Qin Yichen’s identity. Otherwise, they wouldn’t feel this way and would instead feel incomparably honoured.

 

“Brat, our Wild Tiger Gate won’t let this matter rest. Just you wait!”

 

“Let’s go!”

 

The two leaders nodded, speaking in low, heavy tones. Then, with a wave of their hands, they withdrew with their several murderous burly men, quickly disappearing from Qin Yichen’s line of sight.

 

After sensing no other presences in his perception, Qin Yichen’s figure descended towards the swamp below.

 

During the earlier exchange, this patch of swamp had been upturned by several metres. The exposed black swamp seemed even darker in colour. Moreover, within it came a feeling that caused him some apprehension.

 

[How exactly was this swamp formed? Why does it feel so strange?] Qin Yichen’s brows furrowed tightly. After pondering briefly without result, he finally decided not to waste effort here. He directly brought Feng Qianxue and swept towards Prison Dragon Slope’s direction.

 

Along the remaining journey, there were no major obstructions. Even when powerful serpent beasts and venomous insects appeared, they were quickly dealt with by Qin Yichen. Those blind individuals who came looking for trouble received no courtesy whatsoever as he displayed formidable combat power, causing them to leave with apprehension.

 

After approximately an hour, they finally arrived at the end of this swampland and saw solid ground.

 

Prison Dragon Slope. Though it only contained the character for ‘slope’ (坡), when one looked ahead, it was like gazing at the peak of a mountain range.

 

Qin Yichen and Feng Qianxue landed at a place that could barely be called a hillside. Sweeping their gazes around, they saw figures covering the mountains and plains. From all directions, streams of figures continued sweeping over like an overwhelming tide.

 

Clearly, under the temptation of the unusual treasure, this so-called dangerous land had been breached. Filled with hearts of greed, a portion of people had forcefully charged through the crisis-ridden swampland and finally arrived at this Prison Dragon Slope!