Supreme Devouring God-Chapter 843: Saint Heir! (Part 4)

What!!!

When Tang Cang’s words echoed across the Imperial City Square.

The entire Imperial City Square instantly erupted.

A large part of them didn’t know what the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect truly meant.

But they weren’t fools, just hearing the words "Saint Heir" and seeing Tang Cang’s resolute attitude, it was clear that this identity was anything but ordinary.

"How... how is this possible!!!"

But Dong Xiaotian, Lu Wen, and others, upon hearing Tang Cang’s words, were instantly dumbfounded.

Others might not know the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, but how could they not know?

What kind of place is the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect?

One of the Four Great Legendary Forces of the Great Origin!

Moreover, it is the oldest legendary force of the Great Origin Dynasty.

In such a place, there were surely countless Heavenly Pride talents!

Yet Qin Chen was merely the fourth!

From this alone, many issues were clear.

If it wasn’t Tang Cang saying this, Dong Xiaotian and the others would never believe it to be true.

Originally, Lu Wen and Rao Wenshu were still arguing, each claiming the ultimate glory for their respective sects.

But now, Qin Chen had forcefully claimed the championship!

No one had taken this highest honor.

Moreover, Qin Chen had wiped out all the Heavenly Pride talents of their sects.

This made them harbor a deep hatred for Qin Chen!

This wasn’t just about face.

Those Heavenly Prides were nurtured with immense energy and effort.

Yet they were all killed by Qin Chen, naturally instilling a killing aura towards him.

However, they hadn’t expected.

Qin Chen to become the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect!

This identity made them have to consider the consequences of making a move against Qin Chen.

If they angered the colossal Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, even if the Three Five-star Sects joined forces, it wouldn’t be enough to contend with them.

"No matter what, even if we can’t take his life, Qin Chen must pay some price." Dong Xiaotian said with a sinister gaze.

Beside him, Lu Wen and Rao Wenshu also wore grim expressions.

The three were quietly plotting something.

"Tang Cang, are you sure you’re not joking?!"

Fu Wenxiang was also in a state of shock upon hearing Tang Cang’s words, taking a long time to recover.

"With such matters, this old man does not jest." Tang Cang replied.

He glanced at Qin Chen, his eyes full of mysterious light.

To be honest, even he was shocked. freewebnøvel_com

Qin Chen actually had the Saint Son Token!

There was only one such Saint Son Token!

He didn’t know why, but that Saint Son Token had ended up in Qin Chen’s hands.

In any case, he felt that Qin Chen was very mysterious.

"Therefore, from now on, I, representing the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, warn you."

"Qin Chen is now the Saint Heir of my Heavenly Blade Saint Sect. As long as he remains the Saint Heir, my Heavenly Blade Saint Sect will list him as a key protection target."

"Slaying the Saint Heir of my Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, regardless of who it is, will inevitably pay a heavy price!!!"

Tang Cang’s cloudy old eyes swept across the whole scene, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

Tang Cang’s eyes lingered especially on Dong Xiaotian and the other two, a cold glint flashing in the depths of his eyes before moving on.

Ao Mo standing nearby also had an extremely gloomy expression.

Normally, he might ignore Tang Cang’s words.

But at this moment, he dared not ignore them.

Because Tang Cang’s words represented the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect.

He could not fear Tang Cang, but he could not afford to fear the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect.

This meant that today, he could not kill Qin Chen.

Otherwise, it could lead to unforeseen consequences.

Consequences that Ao Mo could not bear.

"Saint Heir, I, Tang Cang, am a Heavenly Elder of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect."

Tang Cang then swept to Qin Chen’s side, extremely respectful.

This drew wide eyes from the people in Imperial City Square.

Heavenly Elder!

If they didn’t know what a Saint Heir was, they clearly knew what a Heavenly Elder was.

In the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, every Heavenly Elder holds an extremely exalted position.

Each has significant authority in the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect.

They are also commonly referred to as old monsters.

Often, the mere mention of a Heavenly Elder from the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect carries a certain deterrence.

At this moment.

Such a figure was being so respectful to Qin Chen?

This was simply!!!

Many people, at this moment, felt nothing but shock.

No wonder Ao Mo didn’t dare utter a word after hearing Qin Chen was the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect.

Qin Chen himself felt overwhelmed by this favor.

"Saint Heir, where is your Demon God Mark? I will help you remove it." Tang Cang said.

Ao Mo’s face sank.

"Tang Cang, you!"

To clear the Demon God Palace’s pursuit mark right in front of him was simply...

Yet Tang Cang didn’t consider Ao Mo at all.

Qin Chen, also surprised, glanced at Ao Mo’s gloomy face and then revealed his arm.

On his arm, there was a faint black skull.

It was indeed the Demon God Mark.

Tang Cang nodded and then activated elemental power, directly covering Qin Chen’s arm.

Ssss——

The sound of tearing resounded, and soon, the Demon God Mark on Qin Chen’s arm disappeared.

The people in Imperial City Square could almost feel the fury in Ao Mo’s heart at this moment.

Yet what truly shocked everyone was.

Ao Mo, in the end, couldn’t say anything.

"This matter today, I, Qin Chen, will remember." Qin Chen then said, glancing at Ao Mo.

Boom!!!

Upon hearing Qin Chen’s words, the Imperial City Square erupted again.

This guy, talking like this, what does he intend to do?

"You better pray you can maintain that Saint Heir status." Ao Mo laughed angrily.

"This is the Glory Stele."

On the other side, Fu Wenxiang came over with a smile, directly handing Qin Chen a small but resplendent golden stele.

On it, a few characters danced like dragons and phoenixes.

Great Origin First Sect!

This was the honor Qin Chen helped the Thunder Sky Sect achieve.

By infusing it with elemental power, it could instantly enlarge and float above the sky dome, existing perpetually.

When Dong Xiaotian and the other two saw this stele, their eyes were full of envy.

"Thank you, senior."

Qin Chen received the Glory Stele from Fu Wenxiang, feeling incredibly weighed down.

This, seemingly just a stele.

But, it was a weighty honor.

"Alright."

After handing the Glory Stele to Qin Chen, Fu Wenxiang turned and said to the other three strong practitioners, "Let’s begin selecting people."

Following that, the four strong practitioners started selecting people.

The chosen ones were elated, while those not chosen could only sigh in silence, yet without regret.

This Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle would forever be memorable for them.

In the crowd, one white-haired sword practitioner stood quietly, head lowered.

This person was none other than Mon Tianran.

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