1129: C1129 The Eldest Son of God Had Fallen!

C1129 The Eldest Son of God Had Fallen!

Qin Chuan never believed in God, nor did he believe in God. He only believed in his own fist!

Qin Chuan's attitude had completely infuriated Provence. He swore that he would make Qin Chuan pay a heavy price today!

Provence opened his mouth and spat out the blood and broken teeth in his mouth. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, "God said that those who blasphemed against the gods will die without a burial ground!"

Before Provence finished his words, he started to spit out black blood in big gulps of his mouth. Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Not only that, but black blood also began to flow out of his eyes, nose and ears. His ferocious expression made him look incomparably crazy and terrifying!

After paying such a painful price, Provence's strength also became stronger. His body began to self-destruct, and strange wounds kept appearing all over his body. The festering and stinky smell spread out from his body. In a short period of time, he turned from a vigorous young man to a middle-aged man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life. And he was still aging!

Qin Chuan was incomparably furious when faced with such changes in his body. He was also terrified, because he found that he couldn't resist this power. He could only watch helplessly as he slowly turned into an old man who could do anything!

Tremendous fear enveloped Qin Chuan. The feeling of being powerless in the face of death deeply tortured his mind and soul. He wanted to struggle and resist, but it was completely meaningless! Just as Qin Chuan thought he was going to turn into a pile of ashes, the changes on his body suddenly slowed down. He slowly stopped!

Puff!

Provence, who was standing not far away, opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of black blood. The continuous blood loss made Provence extremely weak. His originally fair and delicate skin became rough and dark, and his face gradually turned into the appearance of an old man. The dense wrinkles on his face made Provence look incomparably gloomy and terrifying. His turbid eyes stared at Qin Chuan. An extreme fury and despair erupted from his eyes!

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Pu!

Provence spat out another mouthful of blood. This time, he started coughing non-stop. It was as if he was going to cough out his lungs. His breathing became incomparably heavy. Every time he breathed, it seemed like he had to use all the strength in his body. In just two breaths, Provence had lost his breath.

He was dead.

Qin Chuan was sure that Provence was dead, because the irresistible force that Provence had applied to his body was fading away. He could clearly feel that the life force he had lost was slowly recovering. His condition was becoming normal.

Qin Chuan had won this battle, but he had also lost. Because Provence had not died in his hands, but in his own hands. Provence unleashed his powerful energy again and again, wanting to punish Qin Chuan. He was broken by Qin Chuan again and again. This time, Qin Chuan finally had no strength to resist. However, Provence's body couldn't hold on any longer. If Provence could live another second longer... Perhaps the result would be completely different!

Therefore, Qin Chuan being able to live could only prove that his luck was good enough. This also made Qin Chuan once again believe that he was a person with great luck.

"What a terrifying opponent."

Qin Chuan looked at Provence's corpse, which had completely turned into a dried corpse. A trace of fear flashed through his eyes. The power of Provence's words was too strange and powerful. It had amazed him this time. In the future, when he faced the experts of God Race, he would be very careful. He would try his best not to give them the chance to use this kind of power!

"Great Son of God! The eldest son of god has fallen!"

An extremely mournful wail rang out. Those Gods who had been healed by Provence saw that Provence had died. Each of them had a face full of grief, pain, and despair. It was hard for them to imagine. How could the mighty Great Divine Son, Provence, die? How could he be defeated by Qin Chuan?!

Qin Chuan looked at the angry and angry Divine Sons and frowned slightly. However, he didn't have the intention to continue fighting. Firstly, Provence was already dead. Continuing to fight these God Children wouldn't do him any good. Secondly, his body hadn't fully recovered yet. He didn't want to fight anyone before he completely resolved the hidden danger in his body.

After seeing that these wailing Remnants didn't have any intention of causing trouble for him, Qin Chuan turned around and left. He needed to find a quiet place to rest and wait for the end of the social meeting.

Outside.

Whether it was the Celestial Clan or the God Race, the entire camp was deathly silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Crystal Screen, and they were all staring at Qin Chuan's departing figure.

Shock, shock, despair, fear - all kinds of complicated emotions appeared in everyone's eyes. Whether it was Miau Se and Lucas who had full confidence in Provence, or Seventh Elder and Fifth Elder who had high hopes for Qin Chuan... None of them had thought that Provence would be able to use the Power of Hope to fight. What was even more unexpected was that Qin Chuan had actually exhausted Provence to death under such circumstances. He had become the final victor!

"Wonderful, this is truly wonderful!"

The Seventh Elder's eyes were filled with excitement as he looked at Qin Chuan's back in the Crystal Screen. When Provence used the power of his will to display the terrifying power of the Verbal Compliance Law, he thought that Qin Chuan was dead for sure, but Qin Chuan had broken through the limits of his imagination time and time again. He had exhausted Provence to death!

The Fifth Elder was also very excited, but it was more complicated because an outstanding genius like Qin Chuan wasn't a disciple of the Celestial Clan. He felt very regretful.

"This matter must be reported to the higher ups so that the evaluation committee can re-evaluate Qin Chuan's potential. We must rope Qin Chuan in. Even if Qin Chuan isn't a member of the Celestial Clan, we must find a way to establish a relationship between him and the Celestial Clan!"

The Seventh Elder turned to the Fifth Elder and said, "Provence is dead. Our plan has been completed, but the God Race will never let this matter rest. They will definitely seek Qin Chuan's life. When the time comes, should we step in and protect Qin Chuan? "

The Fifth Elder gave the Seventh Elder a deep look and said, "Judging from Qin Chuan's current performance, he is totally worth our Celestial Clan protecting him! I have a feeling that it won't be long before Qin Chuan's achievements surpass ours. Now, our Celestial Clan has established a good friendship with Qin Chuan. Not only do we have to maintain this friendship, but we also have to maintain this friendship. And make this friendship even stronger!"1

After hearing Fifth Elder's words, Seventh Elder pursed his lips and said, "I understand. I will instruct everyone to prepare for an all-out war with the God Race!"

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