Alchemy & Martial Supreme

In the north of the Da Xia Dynasty. In a valley, there was a hidden base.    

There were very few people in the base, but each and every one of them was very strong. The weakest Martial Cultivator was at the Martial Spirit Stage, and the strongest Martial Cultivator was at the Martial King Realm.    

"Sect Master, how long will the Qixin Sect hide for? Why don't we fight the Qin Family to the death? These days have been too depressing. " A young man with a bitter face looked at the old man in front of him.    

The old man had a head full of white hair and wore a set of scholarly clothes. He looked gentle and refined. He was Sect Master of the Qixin Sect.    

"Don't worry. As long as we have some patience, the Qin Family will be destroyed. Young Master Xia was already preparing. He believed that the Qin Family would become blind after a period of time. At that time, we will be able to return to the world."    

The old man comforted him with a smile.    

"But... Ao Tong's Martial Emperor is not something that Young Master Xia can deal with. How long do we have to wait? It was all because of Young Master Xia's order that our disciples were all killed. " The young man complained.    

The old man waved his hand. "You don't understand. Young Master Xia is not as simple as you say. If Ao Tong still wants to jump around, his death will come. As for the disciples of our sect, it's fine if they die. It's a waste of resources to keep them alive. "    

Currently, the Qixin Sect was living in seclusion. Their resources were limited, and those ordinary Martial Cultivator still needed to waste a lot of resources. The old man had been impatient for a long time. He had just received an order from Young Master Xia. He would push the boat along with the current and borrow Qin Ming's hand to make the disciples disappear.    

* Hong! *    

Suddenly, a loud sound rang out. The old man was startled, and he raised his head to look at the source of the sound.    

A man in green stood proudly in the air.    

"Ao... Tong!" The old man was no longer as calm as before. His face was pale, and his legs were trembling.    

Young Master Xia might not be afraid of Ao Tong, but he was far from being Ao Tong's match.    

"He... How did he find this place?" The old man's lips trembled, and his heart was filled with doubt.    

"Ao Tong's Martial Emperor is here! Run!" The disciples of the Qixin Sect reacted, and with a loud bang, they fled out of the valley in groups.    

"Sect Master, what should we do now?" The young man looked panicked as he looked at the old man.    

The old man lowered his head in deep thought. He still couldn't figure out who had leaked his whereabouts, which made him restless.    

"Sect Master, it's too late. Ao Tong is here." The young man shouted anxiously. Martial Emperor Qing Yi, who was in the sky, had obviously noticed them and was flying straight towards them.    

"It's you." Unexpectedly, the old man didn't run away at all. Instead, he pointed with his finger. The young man said loudly, "I know, it must be you. The place where we are hiding right now is filled with hidden stones. The Martial Emperor's divine sense can't detect us at all. No one in the sect knows that I'm here. It's only you."    

The young man's forehead was covered in sweat as he said with a trembling voice, "Sect Master, how could you doubt me? I have been following you since I was young, and I have always been loyal to you."    

The old man coldly harrumphed. He had already seen through the young man's nervousness, and he was even more certain that this young man was a traitor.    

"Why did you betray me? I have always treated you well."    

At this moment, Martial Emperor Qing Yi was standing above them, looking down at the two of them.    

At the same time, there was a huge Qi surrounding them. The old man knew that there was no way he could escape.    

At this moment, the young man no longer had a frightened look on his face. Instead, he looked at the old man complacently.