The Joys and Sorrows of Humans are not Interlinked, So are Humans and Demons.

The leader immediately drew his saber and pointed it at Qi Chen.

The others also heard the commotion and moved.

The priest stood up slowly and looked straight at Qi Chen.

He felt a sense of threat from Qi Chen.

Bei Wenyao walked out from behind Qi Chen and looked at the dissected white tiger.

Her eyes glistened with tears.

"Snowy!"

The girl wanted to rush forward, but she held herself back.

"Go!"

At the priest's command, the ten-odd people raised their sabers and slashed at Qi Chen.

Qi Chen didn't move at all against the dozen or so sabers coming at him.

The Blade of Anti-gods appeared in his hand.

The huge sword swept out and the huge force sent the few people at the front flying.

Seeing this, the leader's heart skipped a beat.

After dodging the subordinates that were flying back at him, the leader drew his saber and slashed diagonally.

He swung it at Qi Chen from an extremely tricky angle.

Qi Chen reached out his other hand and grabbed the blade.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Qi Chen's actions, the leader was delighted.

The strength of his blade increased.

He could already imagine the scene of the kid being split open by his saber, his flesh and blood flying everywhere!

One had to know that he was a level-nine warrior!

The strength of this blade could reach a thousand pounds!

However, things were not going the way the leader wanted.

He only heard a "clang" sound.

The leader was shocked to discover that his saber had been caught by this handsome young man!

The two sides of the blade were held tightly by the opponent's five fingers. They could not move even half an inch further!

We've encountered an expert!

The leader's heart sank.

But then he thought of the priest standing behind him and felt a little relieved.

How dare you be so relaxed in front of me!

Qi Chen snorted coldly in his heart, and the five fingers that grabbed the other party's weapon exerted strength again.

The huge force directly crushed the opponent's weapon!

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Qi Chen kicked the leader's abdomen.

That person flew out and crashed into a large tree trunk, causing many yellow leaves to fall.

Then, he collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.

"Who exactly are you?"

The priest ignored the leader. There were many people like him in the White Lotus Cult.

He looked straight at Qi Chen through the veil on his face.

The uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

Who was this person?!

"I told you, the man who is taking your life."

This time, Qi Chen moved.

Even if he did not use any skills and only relied on his constitution.

His speed was also astonishingly fast.

Besides the priest, whose cultivation had reached the Second Realm, who could barely see Qi Chen's figure, no one else present could even see his shadow!

The only evidence that could detect Qi Chen's presence.

Was the wound on their necks that had already cut into their spine.

There was a huge pain and then everything went black.

More than ten lives were turned into corpses in an instant.

Only Qi Chen, Bei Wenyao, and the priest remained standing.

"…"

The eyes behind the priest's veil narrowed slightly as killing intent surged.

Although he could have as many lowest level followers as he wanted.

All of them dying at once under his leadership, makes it hard for him to explain it to the High Priest.

"Since you refuse to answer, then die."

Spiritual energy surged from the priest.

There was also another kind of power mixed within this spiritual power.

It was very similar to the believers of the Kingdom of Heaven that Qi Chen had seen in the mystic realm. It was the power of faith that could keep them alive despite suffering fatal injuries.

But there were some differences between the two.

The power of faith in this priest was not as pure as that of the believers.

"God said, let there be light!"

The white lotus tattoo on the back of the priest's hand glowed.

As he spoke, a blinding white light erupted behind him.

Being dazzled by this white light in the dark night, Bei Wenyao instinctively closed her eyes.

But at the same time, she knew that she was in trouble.

The priest wanted to make use of this moment to attack!

The priest's methods and choices were very clear.

He could already feel the threat of death from Qi Chen.

However, he did not expect that Qi Chen would not be affected by this sudden burst of light! The moment the priest suddenly approached him.

Qi Chen chopped at the priest's neck with his hand.

With the crisp sound of bones cracking, the priest's head seemed to have lost its support and hung limply.

He fell to the ground.

I still haven't been able to control my powers properly.

Qi Chen frowned.

In his expectation, this hand chop should only knock out the priest and not kill him directly.

I didn't expect that I would be the one to end the trail.

Qi Chen felt helpless.

But now that things had come to this, he couldn't be bothered to waste his spiritual power to save this guy.

"Snowy!"

After all of her enemies had been dealt with, Bei Wenyao couldn't hold back any longer. She threw herself onto the tiger's corpse and burst into tears.

When she asked Snowy to cover her back, she had thought that Snowy would definitely die.

However, she could not accept Snowy being made into meat skewers after its death.

Looking at the heartbroken girl, Qi Chen didn't know how to comfort her.

After all, ever since he came to this world, other than the Black Dragon King accompanying him for a short period of time, Qi Chen did not have any true companions.

The joys and sorrows of humans were not interlinked.

So were humans and demons.

After Bei Wenyao's cries became weaker, Qi Chen walked behind her and patted her shoulder.

"Bury it, then go into the city."

"Mm…"

Bei Wenyao wiped the tears from her eyes.

After burying the tiger, the two of them set off towards the human city.

Perhaps because of the tiger, the atmosphere along the way was rather depressing.

The two of them did not interact much.

It was only when the sky lit up that a city wall appeared on the plains.

Only then did Bei Wenyao's mood improve slightly.

"Senior, Northern Ink City is up ahead."

She pointed at the distant city.

"Senior is an outsider. You will need to pay a certain amount of money to enter the city."

Bei Wenyao took out a silver ingot and handed it to Qi Chen.

"Many thanks."

Qi Chen did not reject Bei Wenyao's good intentions.

"Just call me Qi Chen. I'm not any senior."

"This… isn't too appropriate, right?"

Bei Wenyao hesitated.

"It's okay. I might as well say it's better this way."

After all, I'm really not older than you.

Qi Chen thought to himself.

"Se… Qi Chen, do you want to come over to my place?"

After entering the city, Bei Wenyao asked Qi Chen.

"No need, I have my own place to go."

…

After saying goodbye to Bei Wenyao, Qi Chen strolled along the streets alone. Perhaps it was because it was too early, but there were not many people on the streets.

But out of every hundred people, at least one of them carried a stench that made Qi Chen feel disgusted.