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98: Chapter 98 Look, what realm am I at?!

"I ask again, who sent you?"

In the alley, the light became even darker. Chen An's voice remained calm, but the force under his feet grew heavier.

"Pah!"

The man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, glaring viciously at Chen An. "Brat, if you want to kill, then kill. Our Holy Cult will not let you off!"

Holy Cult?!

Chen An was slightly stunned for a moment, then a name surfaced in his mind.

Blood Demon Sect!

Chen An did not know much about the Blood Demon Sect.

He only heard in his memories that this was a notorious evil cult rooted in the heartland of the Human Race. It was a group seduced by the Ancient Demon Race, regarding the Ancient Demon Race as the "Heavenly Mandate Orthodoxy," and paranoidly believing that the Human Race was inferior and deserved to be slaves and blood food for the Ancient Demon Race.

The Blood Demon Sect acted in a sinister and secretive manner. It was said that they used blood sacrifices, devouring essence, and refining evil arts as their cultivation Foundation.

Throughout the ages, they specifically targeted geniuses of the Human Race and rising stars of Sects, intercepting and plundering resources, then sacrificing blood and souls to the Ancient Demons in exchange for evil Legacy.

The Imperial Dynasty and the Sects of the Righteous Path had besieged them many times, but because the Blood Demon Sect's bases were hidden and they were skilled at hiding, they were always difficult to eradicate. Instead, they became more rampant, becoming a thorn in the side of all cultivators within the Great Luo Dynasty.

"So, you targeted me because I comprehended that trace of Saber Intent on the academy's plaque?!" Chen An's gaze shifted as he looked at the few people.

The remaining three heard Chen An's words but did not answer. Instead, they gritted their teeth and closed their eyes, appearing unyielding and waiting for death.

"It seems you are really not afraid of death!"

Looking at their appearance, Chen An's gaze flickered, while at the same time, he felt a bit of wariness toward this so-called Blood Demon Sect.

These people would rather die than reveal information about the Blood Demon Sect; they were clearly like dead soldiers.

It was no wonder that for so many years, the Great Luo Dynasty had never been able to eradicate this tumor, the Blood Demon Sect.

"Fine, since you want to die so much, then I will grant your wish!"

Seeing the unyielding appearance of the three Blood Demon Sect disciples, Chen An's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to finish them off.

"Devilish Qi fills the sky, the Holy Cult is eternal!!!"

However, just as Chen An was about to act, a killer with a scar on his face suddenly shouted, then bit down hard. In an instant, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out, his head tilted, and he died on the spot.

"Devilish Qi fills the sky, the Holy Cult is eternal!" X 2!

Seeing this, the other two also shouted the slogan, bit through the poison in their teeth, and died instantly.

Seeing this scene, a cold glint flashed in Chen An's eyes.

The three disciples all died for their cult, their obsessive slogans echoing through the alley, which was enough to show how deep the Blood Demon Sect's brainwashing was. The disciples had long viewed their lives as bargaining chips to sacrifice to the Blood Demon Sect, making it impossible to pry a confession out of them.

"Working for the Ancient Demon with such devotion is both pathetic and hateful!"

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Chen An could not help but shake his head.

"Whoosh!!!"

However, just as Chen An seemed to lower his guard, a sharp sound of breaking air suddenly rang out. Immediately following, a figure shot out from the mouth of the alley like lightning, slashing hard at Chen An's head with a saber.

The saber wind, carrying thick, bloody Evil Qi, struck his face. The blade, flashing with a ghostly green poisonous light, drew a strange arc in the sunset.

This slash was as fast as thunder, the angle extremely tricky. It was clearly premeditated, calculating the moment Chen An relaxed his guard.

But facing this slash, Chen An seemed not to notice. His body did not move a single bit, and he did not even blink his eyes.

Just as the blade was three inches from the back of his head, he slowly raised his right hand, pressed his index and middle fingers together, and gently clamped them.

"Clangβ€”!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly exploded, the piercing sound waves causing dust to fall from the alley walls.

"What?!"

The Incense Master of the Blood Demon Cult widened his eyes, stunned for a moment, followed by a look of horror.

That Low Grade Earth Rank mysterious iron curved saber, which he had poured his full strength into and was capable of splitting refined steel, was actually firmly clamped by two fair fingers and could not move forward a single bit.

He could clearly feel that this slash, which he had used all his strength for, felt like it had struck a ten-thousand-foot mountain, unable to budge at all.

And these two fingers belonged to the student in front of him, who was said to be only seventeen, had just passed the County Exam, and was at Condensing Qi Stage 6.

"Open for me!!!"

The Incense Master of the Blood Demon Cult roared, veins bulging on his arms, frantically circulating the True Qi in his body, wanting to pull the saber back.

But the saber seemed to have grown onto Chen An's fingers; no matter how hard he tried, it would not move at all.

"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you shocked?!"

Chen An turned his head, looking at the middle-aged man with red eyes who was frantically circulating True Qi to take back his long saber, and smiled coldly. "Did you think that just by hiding at the alley entrance, I wouldn't notice you?"

As his words fell, Chen An applied a little force with his fingers.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the blade of the Low Grade Earth Rank precious saber, forged from mysterious iron, was snapped in half.

The broken tip of the blade fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The huge counter-shock force came along the hilt, the Incense Master's tiger's mouth instantly split open, blood gushed out, and he staggered back three steps before barely steadying himself.

He looked at the half-broken saber in his hand, then looked up at Chen An, his eyes filled with horror and confusion.

"You... you are not in the Acquired Realm?!"

The intelligence report clearly stated that Chen An was just a Condensing Qi Stage 6 student who had just passed the County Exam, but that move just now, even a Martial Artist at the Peak of the Acquired Realm could absolutely not do it!

He had been hiding at the alley entrance before, watching Chen An kill his subordinates. Looking at the Qi he burst out, he was only around the Middle or Late Stage of the Acquired Realm.

Sensing Chen An's cultivation, he was secretly shocked, not expecting Chen An to have such depth of mind, a powerhouse at the Middle or Late Stage of the Acquired Realm actually pretending to be in the Qi Condensation Realm.

It was precisely because of this that he attacked after his subordinates died and Chen An relaxed his vigilance.

Because he was at the Innate Realm!

With Innate Realm cultivation, and even attacking while Chen An relaxed his vigilance.

Even if he couldn't kill Chen An with one slash, at least he should have been able to severely injure him, right?!

But who could have imagined that Chen An was not at the Qi Condensation Realm as the intelligence said, nor at the Acquired Realm cultivation he perceived, but was hiding even deeper.

In this world, how could there be such a cowardly Martial Artist?!

Chen An lowered his hand, slowly turned around, looked at the terrified Incense Master of the Blood Demon Cult, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then a vast and boundless aura suddenly erupted from his body.

Boom!!

This aura was like a rushing river, sweeping through the entire alley, pressing down on the mottled walls on both sides, causing them to groan under the unbearable weight, dust and gravel falling, and even the air becoming extremely viscous.

"Now, look, what Realm am I?!"

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