In an instant, Elder Xingchen could no longer remain calm. He could feel the threat of death, and it was coming from Qin Chen's hand.
He used his quasi-emperor-realm eyes to look over, and it was as if he saw a majestic figure with demonic qi soaring into the skies.
"This... What the f*ck is this?"
At his level, he had an extremely accurate sense of life and death. This undoubtedly meant that whatever was in the hands of the human cultivator he thought was a weakling could pose a threat to him.
"Could it be a forbidden artifact forged by a great emperor of the demon race?!"
Such a thing would only exist in the hands of the descendants of great emperors and would be used as a defensive foundation. It would most certainly not be left ownerless in the outside world.
Even quasi-emperors would die under such power. Even if one was lucky enough to survive, one would be extremely pitiful. After all, one might lose one's physical body.
