Chapter 2294

Fuse!

Qinchuan absorbed the Divine Deity Essence, and the mysterious stone statue quickly became no longer mysterious. It looked like an ordinary stone statue, and the mysterious aura disappeared.

At the same time, the middle-aged man with blood-red eyes had an extremely ugly expression. He slammed his hand on the armrest of the chair, shattering it.

"Damn it!"

He had been staring at this stone statue for a long time. The Divine Deity Essence was extremely attractive to him, so he had been working hard to create a teleportation formation.

Even if it was for the Divine Deity Essence, it would be worth it to create a teleportation formation. However, he didn't expect that just as the teleportation formation was about to be completed, something like this happened. The Divine Deity Essence disappeared.

How could he not be angry that his decades of hard work had been wasted? Moreover, he knew that it had been obtained by Qinchuan.

Once something like the Divine Deity Essence and Divine Deity was obtained and used, even if the other party was killed, they wouldn't be able to obtain it.

However, if he didn't kill Qinchuan, it would be difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart. If he couldn't obtain it, then others shouldn't think about obtaining it. If others obtained it, they could only die. No matter how much the dead obtained, he wouldn't feel anything.

…

Qinchuan didn't care so much now. In any case, he was extremely happy. His strength had greatly increased, so he was especially happy.

It was just a godhead, but it had increased Qin Chuan's combat ability by more than just a little bit. Strictly speaking, his combat ability had doubled.

Looking at the demon servants and demon slaves lying on the ground, they were all crippled. Qinchuan searched and didn't find anything useful, so he left.

He didn't expect to gain so much this time. An unexpected joy was the happiest. He continued forward. As long as he continued forward, he would reach the Nine Heavens one day.

Although Qinchuan knew that heading to the Nine Heavens wasn't a problem of distance, it was a problem of strength. Without strength, one would never be able to reach the Nine Heavens.

Half a month later, Qinchuan walked out of the wasteland, but the place he found made Qinchuan slightly stunned.

The aura here was very special. It leaned towards darkness, and even the sky here had a faint black aura.

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell. Only those with a certain level of cultivation would be able to sense it.

There was actually nothing special about this place. It was only suitable for fiendish cultivators. Qinchuan recalled the fiendish servants and high-level fiendish slaves in the golden pavilion.

They seemed to have realized something. They didn't see the city walls, but it was flourishing. There were castles everywhere, extending endlessly.

There were big castles and small castles. This was the first time Qinchuan had seen such a world.

Very quickly, Qinchuan met some people. There was nothing different about these people. They were just ordinary people. There were also some martial artists.

However, Qinchuan knew that this was only on the surface. If nothing went wrong, this place would be a devil's den.

He was the inheritor of the God of War, and he had other inheritances that were mutually exclusive to this place to a certain extent.

Therefore, Qinchuan didn't know if it was a good or bad thing for him to come here. However, Qinchuan was bolder than before.

This was one of the reasons his cultivation level had increased. Now that Qinchuan was alone, he had no worries. Furthermore, his strength had increased greatly, so he wanted to find someone to spar with.

As he was thinking about these questions, a slightly familiar aura reached Qinchuan. Qinchuan's physique was very special. As long as someone he was familiar with appeared around him, he would sense it.

Although he found it familiar, Qinchuan didn't know who it was. He even thought about it seriously, but he still couldn't figure it out.

As he thought about it, Qinchuan approached because he could sense that the person was injured.

…

"Ink Eye, there's no need for you to run. So what if you run to the ends of the world? Once Black Fiend Hall targets you, only death awaits you," said a stocky man in black coldly.

Beside the black-robed man were dozens of black-robed people, but these people were clearly led by the black-robed middle-aged man.

Not far from them was a blood-stained black-robed woman. She looked at them disdainfully with a mocking gaze.

The woman was very beautiful. Even though she was in a sorry state, she was still very beautiful. However, her beautiful face was filled with paleness and exhaustion.

"Your Black Fiend Hall only has this bit of ability? In any case, all of you are shameless. If you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one. A group of people isn't a man," Ink Eye said with a scoff.

"Haha, are you a man? Why don't we prove it to you?" The middle-aged man revealed a dirty smile.

The surrounding people laughed out loud as their eyes burned with passion. Ink Eye was a beauty after all, and she was a great beauty at that. These people already had thoughts about her, and now that the middle-aged man in the lead raised it, their eyes burned even more.

Ink Eye's expression dimmed. She was already an arrow at the end of its flight. She was only holding on because of her powerful willpower.

She didn't want to die. She had unfulfilled wishes, and it wasn't just one. Unknowingly, she thought of many people. She was just an orphan. When she was in despair for the first time, she met the person she called her godfather.

Thinking back to how he didn't mind her being dirty, cut her nails, and applied medicine for her, she felt very indignant.

She really wanted to see him again. She owed him too much. Back then, she insisted on her choice and even ignored his objections, but he didn't blame her.

He had saved her more than once. Now that she was in despair again, she didn't know if he would appear.

But soon, she shook her head and revealed a bitter smile. How long had it been? She had arrived here, but her godfather probably wouldn't be able to.

She had a heaven-defying opportunity to arrive here. This was a coincidence. According to her thoughts, it would be very difficult for her godfather to come here.

Finally, Ink Eye looked around indignantly and stabbed the sword in her hand at her heart.

Death!

Only by dying could she escape the humiliation in front of her. She wasn't afraid of death, but she didn't want to die. However, there was no way out now.

Just as the sword stabbed into her body, a voice sounded.

"Even if you die, don't commit suicide."

The person who spoke was naturally Qinchuan. When Ink Eye heard this voice, her body trembled violently. She turned around in disbelief and looked at Qinchuan.

Qinchuan was wearing a moon-white robe. Although he was still so young, he gave people a faint sense of vicissitudes.

Ink Eye stared blankly at Qinchuan. She clearly knew that the person in front of her was the godfather she had been thinking about before.

However, she didn't know why she wanted to cry. She was in a desperate situation alone, and no one came to help her. It was just like when she was chased out of her home and begged outside …