Chapter 542: There Are Really Friends in a Distant Land
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Martial Cultivator Chapter 542: There Are Really Friends in a Distant Land

That was a slender, tall young man with long, snow-white hair and a pair of snow-white horns on his head. The horns resembled the white deer antlers Chen Chao had seen in Yellow Dragon Prefecture, though with slight differences. The man glanced at Chen Chao, who was pale and weak, and said with a hint of suspicion, “I thought you had three heads and six arms. Turns out that you don't.”

Chen Chao looked off into the distance: turns out that I'm really going to die here?

Despite his thin appearance, the young demon cultivator in front of him exuded a formidable aura. With just a glance, Chen Chao could tell that this individual was a powerhouse who had already stepped into the Great Beyond Realm. It was just that his aura was still significantly weaker than that of Yuan Ling, let alone Autumn.

If Chen Chao had not been injured, he would have dared to say that he could strike this opponent dead without even using his saber. But in his current state, he was not sure he could even handle a demon cultivator of the Bitter Sea Realm, let alone a genuine Great Beyond Realm demon cultivator.

Exhausted and on the brink of collapse, this was the most accurate portrayal of Chen Chao's current condition.

Seeing that Chen Chao did not respond, the young demon cultivator was not in a hurry to attack either. Instead, he took a few slow steps by the riverbank and asked,“I heard that Her Highness personally sought you out, but she actually failed to kill you. Did Her Highness let you go?”

Chen Chao grinned and replied, “Why don't you think it's me who let her go?”

The young demon cultivator let out a cold laugh. "Still trying to be stubborn? You humans are all the same, so hypocritical."

"And you demons aren't much better. So many of you coming after Your Father when I'm hanging by a thread, do you really think that's honorable?" Chen Chao scoffed coldly. "If Your Father weren’t injured, I'd twist your head off with one hand."

The young demon cultivator did not seem to mind and continued, "Regardless, you're fated to die by

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