Chapter 4233

Zi Chen was surrounded by a group of half-step Sacred Sovereigns. Everyone was filled with murderous intent.

After all, they had not obtained anything after coming here. However, an Eight-Star Saint Spirit had obtained the Demonic God's painting.

They were naturally unhappy, but Zi Chen was calmly dealing with them.

Facing such a situation, Zi Chen should be nervous.

However, he was not. He was very calm.

He calmly looked at everyone.

A half-step Sacred Sovereign said with disdain: "You know you are going to die. Are you accepting your fate?"

Zi Chen smiled and said: "I am seeing which one of you deserves a beating. That's why I am hesitating about who to attack first."

The half-step Sacred Sovereign coldly said: "You don't know life from death. You are about to die, yet you still dare to boast so shamelessly!"

Zi Chen looked at him and said: "It seems like you are the one who deserves a beating the most. Then, I will start with you."

"You are courting death!"

Before Zi Chen could attack, the half-step Sacred Sovereign was already enraged. He rushed towards Zi Chen.

The others did not move. They quietly watched. Some people's expressions changed as if they were guessing whether Zi Chen was telling the truth or not.

In the next moment, Zi Chen waved his hand. The Demonic God's painting opened in his hand. It looked like a mountain and river painting or a world.

When the painting opened in the past, all the Sacred Sovereigns of the Spirit Race were trapped inside. If Lei Yutian had not broken the painting with his sword and placed the spirit core inside, the Demonic God would have refined everyone.

After so many years, the painting opened again. However, it was different this time. The one controlling the painting was the Spirit Race, and all the Demonic Race were trapped inside.

The Demon God laughed. He was very satisfied with the performance of this young man, Mo Chen. He had deliberately made such a move to force Mo Chen. He did not expect that Mo Chen would work so hard and master the scroll so quickly.

After everyone was trapped in the painting, their postures did not change. Zi Chen was still surrounded.

The half-step Sacred Sovereign who was about to attack earlier stopped with a vigilant expression.

"Is this the painting of the Demon God?" A half-step Sacred Venerable asked in astonishment.

Zi Chen looked at him. "What do you think?" he asked mockingly.

The half-step Holy Venerate's face darkened.

In the distance were the Nine-star Saint Spirits. When Zi Chen opened the scroll, he brought them in as well. None of them were left behind.

Zi Chen said, "I told you before that there was an opportunity in the sky, but you all acted like idiots and didn't believe me. And now?"

The half-step Holy Venerates exchanged glances. Perhaps it was because of Zi Chen's harsh tone that they did not dare to act rashly.

Zi Chen's gaze swept past the half-step Sacred Venerables who had obtained the Archdevil's inheritance and continued: "If you idiots can obtain the Archdevil's inheritance, how can I not?"

Zi Chen pointed to his eyes and said, "See?

Demon God's Eye?

My eyes can see through illusions and see the truth.

Earlier, there was indeed an opportunity. Furthermore, it was the Archdevil's most powerful Soul Remembrance inheritance. However, you idiots did not believe me and thought I was toying with you.

Do you all believe me now?

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Now, tell me, who wants to be beaten up first?"

The current Zi Chen, regardless of how strong he was, was at least several times more arrogant than before.

Everyone present was a half-step Sacred Venerate, the strongest person below the Demon Sovereign. Now, they were being taught a lesson by a mere Eight-Star Saint Spirit.

Everyone looked at each other again and decided not to wait any longer. They would attack first.

In an instant, all the half-step Sacred Venerates communicated with their Soul Remembrance and charged at Zi Chen.

A mocking smile appeared on Zi Chen's face. "I admit that you are very strong outside. However, in this Archdevil's painting, you are all insects in my eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Chen snapped his fingers.

Laws surged in the painting, and a powerful pressure descended.

The powerful auras of the half-step Sacred Venerates charging forward instantly weakened.

In the entire realm:

All the half-step Sacred Venerates became Nine Star Saints.

As for the Nine-Star Saint Spirits in the distance, they became Eight Star Saints.

Light flowed around Zi Chen's body. This was the protective energy of the painting.

"How about it?"

Zi Chen looked at the shocked Holy Venerates and said, "You did not want a good opportunity and insisted on coming to me to get beaten up. Is there a need for this?"

"So what if you are Nine Star? I can still kill you, an Eight Star!"

These half-step Sacred Venerates, who were extremely proud in the outside world, did not hesitate to work together in the current situation.

"How shameless!"

Zi Chen smiled coldly. Instead of retreating, he advanced. He was not confident of fighting half-step Sacred Venerates. However, since he was fighting Nine Star Saints, not to mention a dozen, he could deal with them even if more came.

Xiao Chen exchanged a punch with a Nine Star Saint Venerate whose cultivation dropped. Unsurprisingly, the other party went flying back.

In the next moment, Zi Chen's figure flashed. He dodged many attacks and arrived before the other party.

Xiao Chen raised his saber, and a demonic light flickered.

A scarlet line appeared in the air as that half-step Sacred Venerate whose cultivation dropped moved back.

He did not die.

A look of surprise appeared in Zi Chen's eyes. Even though the other party's cultivation dropped, he still had the consciousness of a half-step Sacred Venerate and a strong physical body.

The Demonic God said, "The quality of your weapon is too poor, and it is not fast. Otherwise, even if you did not die earlier, you would have been severely injured."

No one else could hear this voice except for Zi Chen.

Zi Chen replied helplessly, "Lord Demonic God, I am just an ordinary Demon. I do not have a clan behind me. I have to worry about other people's schemes all day long. Where could I get a good weapon?

Only in a place like this where there are few people can I fight so wantonly. If it was outside, even if I could kill everyone, I could only tuck my tail between my legs and behave myself. Who knows, I might even have to smile when I meet them. "

The Demonic God could understand Zi Chen's words. Combat prowess was indeed important. However, a clan's faction was even more important. That was the source of one's growth.

Zi Chen had a good weapon on him, but he did not dare to take it out. If the Demonic God sensed it, it would be troublesome.

In such a situation, although Zi Chen's combat prowess was still very strong, he did not suppress them. This was especially so after these half-step Sacred Venerates became cautious. It would be very difficult to injure one of them.

If this situation continued, in their opinion, Zi Chen would still be the one at a disadvantage.

However, these half-step Sacred Venerates clearly did not want to continue waiting. Hence, one of them shouted impatiently, "What are you all standing there for? Come over and attack together!"

The people present were either 4-Star Holy Spirits or half-step Sacred Venerates. Now, they actually had to work together to deal with a mere 3-Star Holy Spirit. However, they did not feel embarrassed at all.

In the next moment, those 3-Star Holy Spirits whose cultivation dropped flew over.

When Zi Chen saw this scene, he felt somewhat helpless. He could only use some of his trump cards.