Chapter 2499: Chapter 2502: Picked Up Without Thinking

"Ah!"

Qi Shan let out a miserable cry and retreated explosively.

"Die!"

Jiang Chen’s hoarse roar resounded as his blood-soaked figure rushed towards Qi Shan again.

Fear appeared in Qi Shan’s eyes.

He was afraid.

He was intimidated by Jiang Chen’s fierce aura: a cultivator at the Divine Infant Realm Peak dared to use the path of space in a chaotic environment, even daring to mount such a sudden attack in front of him, a Semi-Saint expert.

If he had been on guard earlier, Jiang Chen would have become a corpse the moment he revealed himself.

But if is only if, there is no if in reality!

Looking at the rushing blood-stained figure, a flood of long-lost terror surged in Qi Shan’s heart.

He was a Semi-Saint expert! How could he die at the hands of a cultivator at the Divine Infant Realm Peak?!

No, I absolutely cannot die here. Once outside, I could crush him with a single finger. I absolutely cannot be killed in such a situation!

Qi Shan lost all fighting spirit, even though he could sense Jiang Chen was at his limits, he dared not gamble, dared not gamble whether Jiang Chen could still unleash such attacks. The ruthlessness of this young man made Qi Shan’s heart palpitate.

It’s not scary to be ruthless to others, but it’s terrifying when one can be even more ruthless to themselves. Such a person is absolutely the most terrifying!

Swish!

Mobilizing all his spiritual power, Qi Shan frantically charged towards the outskirts of the Abandoned Plains, wanting to leave this place that filled him with fear, only outside would he be a true Semi-Saint.

Jiang Chen paused, looking at the escaping figure, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

He truly was at his limits; the series of attacks just now drained him completely. The spiritual power in his apertures was exhausted, only enough to keep him floating!

Whoo!

He exhaled deeply, landed on the ground, seized Qi Shan’s severed arm, and pushed himself back into the air.

Gazing at the crowd locked in fierce battle, Jiang Chen shouted loudly: "Old dog Qi Shan fled with a broken arm, still want to resist? Then die here!"

By now everyone was fighting fiercely, Yan Li had suppressed the opponent at the Integration Realm Peak.

Meanwhile, the others split into two groups, Spirit Sword Sect disciples besieged Yan Hu and company, forcing Yan Hu to focus on protecting the injured Jin Wenhao pair, unable to unleash full power, allowing Spirit Sword Sect disciples to dominate the scene.

Sudden shouting caused everyone to tremble and unanimously look towards Jiang Chen in disbelief.

"Is that Elder Qi’s Spirit Treasure Divine Weapon!?"

"That’s Elder Qi’s arm!"

Spirit Sword Sect disciples recognized the severed arm Jiang Chen was holding, exclaiming in surprise.

Seeing the blood-soaked figure, Spirit Sword Sect disciples showed expressions of fear.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and Spirit Sword Sect disciples scattered in flight.

"Kill these bastards!"

Jin Kai roared angrily, moving to give chase.

"Don’t chase!"

Jiang Chen urgently called out, an emptiness surged, suppressed injuries flared, his vision darkened, and Jiang Chen plummeted. The Ancestral Dragon Sword turned into a stream of light and merged into Jiang Chen’s forehead.

"Young Master!"

Yan Hu’s face changed, transforming into Lei Ting, instantly caught Jiang Chen, slowly landing.

Yan Li and others’ faces changed, they jumped to Jiang Chen’s side.

"He, he truly did it!"

Jin Wenhao’s eyes were full of shock, looking at the unconscious Jiang Chen in disbelief.

Earlier, when Jiang Chen faced Qi Shan alone, Jin Wenhao couldn’t believe he could withstand Qi Shan.

He thought Jiang Chen might just block Qi Shan for a moment allowing them to break out, but unexpectedly Jiang Chen beat Qi Shan, and severed his arm.

This battle strength, even if Qi Shan was suppressed, filled Jin Wenhao with intense shock!

"No wonder the Great Elder recommended him for the rental land quota contest! He’s incredibly strong!"

"Yes, with such strength, dealing with our clan’s peers would be just child’s play, wouldn’t it?"

Several young members of the Gold-devouring Rat Clan began quietly discussing.

Yan Hu placed an elixir into Jiang Chen’s mouth, lifted his head to look at Yan Li: "Senior Yan Li, we need a safe place for the Young Master to recuperate."

"I know!"

Jin Wenhao eagerly said: "Not far ahead is our Gold-devouring Rat Clan’s rendezvous point discovered by our elders, a small space where recuperating won’t be disturbed!"

"Thank you!"

Yan Hu stored Qi Shan’s arm in the Space Ring, thanked Jin Wenhao, looked at a young Gold-devouring Rat Clan member, grimly said: "Please retrieve the Young Master’s Sky-Cleaving Spear."

Everyone was stunned and collectively looked at the young man.

Jin Kai grabbed the youth’s collar fiercely, shouting: "Did you take Jiang Chen’s things?"

"I, I picked it up!"

The youth’s face reddened, reached for his Space Ring awkwardly.

"Take it out!"

Jin Kai shouted angrily.

Jin Wenhao and the others also showed expressions of anger.

Swish Swish!

Figures moved, Yan Li and Yun Hai approached the youth with weapons, coldly looking at him, producing an imposing aura and heavily pressed on the youth.

The youth’s face changed, quickly said: "I’ll take it, I’ll take it!"

Hurriedly retrieving the Sky-Cleaving Spear from the Space Ring, the youth thrust it at Jin Kai.

"You bastard! Jiang Chen saved our lives, and you covet his Spirit Treasure Divine Weapon?"

Bam!

Jin Kai roared angrily, kicked the youth fiercely, sending him flying.

Spurt!

The youth spat blood, crashed to the ground, hastily shouting: "I didn’t mean it, I’m just used to picking spiritual treasures!"

"Used to picking? Ha!"

Yun Hai sneered, forcibly took the Sky-Cleaving Spear from Jin Kai, walked to Yan Hu, and handed it over.

"Let’s go!"

Yan Hu softly called, his figure flashed forward, Yan Li and Yun Hai following.

"You’re going the wrong way, not that way!"

Jin Wenhao shouted urgently.

"Thanks, but no need. We don’t want anyone picking our lives while recovering!"

Yan Hu’s cold voice came from ahead.

Jin Wenhao and the others’ faces abruptly changed, turning to glare angrily at the youth who had taken Jiang Chen’s Sky-Cleaving Spear.