Not only was Long Chen furious, but the Dragon Blood Legion was furious too. All the powerful figures of the Tianwu Continent were furious. The Great Emperor cannot be desecrated.
A being whose will still guards the Tianwu Continent, even after death, is the supreme existence, desecrated by the blood clan, and everyone's killing intent boils over.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, kill him." The disciples of the Tianwu Alliance roared, veins bulging on their foreheads. In this world, no one could insult the Great Emperor.
Facing Long Chen and the others' anger, the Golden-Horned Blood Clan man sneered,
"Once our blood clan army enters the Tianwu Continent, we'll be the first to dig up the graves of those dead ghosts.
I will let you know that you are nothing but a herd of captive pigs, destined only to be slaughtered. Resisting will only bring greater suffering. "
Buzz"
The divine ring behind Long Chen stretched open, heaven and earth stirred, the ring spun, the universe changed color, and a fierce killing intent filled the entire world.
Although Long Chen knew the other party was doing it on purpose—to insult the Great Emperor and provoke him—he still couldn't help but feel furious.
Long Chen had met Emperor Yunshang, met Emperor Qingxu of Moling Mountain, and was even close to Emperor Mo Li. He was captivated by the emperor's peerless brilliance.
Long Chen had always been fearless. Although he wasn't arrogant enough to be the one who claimed supremacy, there weren't many people he truly respected at the time.
Only the Great Emperor could be respected and worshipped by him—not only because of their supreme status and earth-shaking divine might, but also because of their open, selfless, and upright hearts.
Long Chen grew angry. A divine ring swirled behind him, his entire body surging with energy that surged like waves, washing across the heavens and earth.
"Congratulations, you've succeeded! You've angered me, angered all of us. Next, let me see just how capable you are, daring to be so arrogant."
Long Chen's voice roared the heavens and earth, like rolling thunder. His eyes flashed like lightning, his gaze intimidating, like a furious god of slaughter. He stepped forward, ignoring the blood clan warriors, and charged straight at the man of the Golden Horn Blood Clan.
"My skills are beyond what you pigs can imagine."
The man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan saw Long Chen charging at him and sneered. His blood-red chains tightened rapidly, and his fists shot out like war hammers toward Long Chen.
His blood energy surged to the sky, and within the chains covering his body, runes swirled, as if countless little snakes were crawling.
"Boom!" Long Chen's
Dragon Bone Evil Moon slashed into the chained fist of the Golden Horn Blood Clan man, producing a deafening explosion. Space twisted, and runes rained down like a rain of light.
Long Chen's furious strike was surprisingly unable to shake the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan. His fist and blade clashed in the void, which began to flicker under their influence.
"Is this your power?" If that's all there is to me... I'm too disappointed," the Golden-Horned Blood Clan man sneered.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, six stars swirled in Long Chen's eyes. One star was dark, and Long Chen summoned a six-star battle body.
In that instant, Long Chen's power surged dramatically, his entire body covered in silver scales, and an unstoppable force erupted like a volcano.
Long Chen summoned both the Six-Star Battle Body and the Dragon Blood Battle Body at the same time, completing almost instantly. The violent power shattered the chains on the Golden Horn Blood Clan man's fists in an instant.
"Pfft!"
The Golden-Horned Blood Clan man's arm was shattered by Long Chen's violent power, sending him flying backward.
"Hahaha... the pig's strength is quite strong. Very good, you didn't let me die. It's interesting when a pig kills like this."
The Golden-Horned Blood Clan man, whose arm had been shattered, actually laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned at all.
To everyone's shock, the chains all over his body twisted, transforming into a chain-like arm. When the chains slowly retracted, a new arm appeared and recovered in the blink of an eye. Moreover, his aura remained unchanged, recovering even faster than a Tianwu Continent expert who could use the power of the Heavenly Dao.
The disappearance of an arm had no effect on him, leaving him looking completely calm and unruffled.
"Spitting filth everywhere! You blood clan are the real pigs. I need your blood—go home and make blood tofu."
Long Chen was furious. For the first time, he hated a race so much, and for the first time in his life, he had the thought of annihilating the entire race.
"He's mine. As for the rest, kill them as you please." The man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan spoke to the people behind him, clearly the king of this place.
Those people nodded. A blue-ringed blood clan expert smiled fiercely at the corner of his mouth, and like a bolt of blue lightning, he shot forward.
"Pfft"
But just as he was halfway out, a dagger struck his forehead, blood splattered, and he was killed in one blow.
A dagger vanished into the void, and no one ever saw who its owner was—a terrifying blood clan powerhouse, killed just like that.
It should be noted that these were the powerful figures following the Golden Horn Blood Clan man—truly terrifying powerhouses. One of them was fiercely battling Yue Zifeng.
That person was the strongest among the younger generation of the Blue Ring Blood Clan, but the one he had just killed was only slightly weaker in combat power than him, yet he was killed just like that.
Even the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan was shocked and shouted coldly, "Activate the Blood Flame." As
the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan shouted explosively, the bloodthirsty warriors activated their essence blood, their bodies engulfed in blood-red flames, creating an extremely eerie scene.
"Better worry about yourself!"
Long Chen snorted coldly, and the Dragonbone Evil Moon slashed out, unleashing the strongest strike—the eighth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique.
"What a joke! You think you can threaten me?"
The man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan sneered, his figure flickering, and one person split in two, becoming two.
Both were physical, their auras identical. Two men from the Golden Horn Blood Clan erupted with blood energy, one of them gathering all blood-red chains into a single fist, wrapping it into a war hammer.
"Boom!"
The Golden Horn Blood Clan man threw a punch, but Long Chen struck with a single strike, shattering countless chains. Yet his arm remained intact, blocking Long Chen's strike.
"Boom!"
One Golden-Horned Blood Clan man was blasted away, while another threw a punch. Long Chen blocked with the Dragonbone Evil Moon in his hand. With this strike, both Long Chen and the Golden Horn Blood Clan man both staggered and retreated.
"Oh my god, he can actually hold his own against Long Chen's strength? Just how powerful does this man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan possess? "Anyone familiar with Long Chen knows he is born with divine strength. In this world, the only one who can rival his power is this monster Aman.
Just now, Long Chen used the eighth form of the Heaven-Opening technique, a divine skill of the Heaven-Opening Battle Sect. Combined with Long Chen's strength, he was unable to injure his opponent.
And the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan split in two, yet his combat power didn't decrease at all—this was illogical.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan swayed again, his form changing from two to four. Most terrifyingly, he split into four bodies, each with the same aura.
"How is this possible?"
Bao Buping couldn't help but shout. The Tianwu Continent also had the art of cloning, which was divided into physical clones and phantom clones.
The phantom clone is merely a means to tempt the enemy's senses, while the physical clone requires a portion of the soul and flesh to be condensed from the original, with a combat power limit of eighty percent of the original.
Usually, physical clones are used for emergency rescue; few people directly summon them to fight, because if a clone dies, the original soul becomes incomplete. Restoring it requires immense energy, so true geniuses rarely cultivate physical clones.
But even with physical clones, usually only one person can conjure one. Yet the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan summoned four physical clones, each with combat power identical to the original. This was simply a heaven-defying ability.
"The Golden Horn Blood Clan is one of the few among the blood clans that possesses soul power. Besides their bloodline divine abilities, they also possess their own unique techniques.
Their spells are completely different from ours on the Tianwu Continent. Senior Brother Long Chen, you must be very careful. Li
Jing, standing in the grand formation, shouted loudly.
Now that the Dragonblood Legion was out in battle, only Xia Chen and Li Jing remained in the formation. Xia Chen needed to control the entire formation and couldn't leave, while Li Jing had almost no combat ability and couldn't participate in a battle of this level.
"Pfft!"
Just as Long Chen and the man from the Golden Horn Blood Clan clashed, the other super experts of the Blood Clan also moved. Suddenly, among those strong warriors, another was severed in his charge with his head, his forehead pierced by a dagger.
A dagger had just appeared and vanished again, like a deadly blade—anyone it targeted died.
She couldn't see anyone, only the shadow of a dagger, yet it made one's scalp tingle. This goddess of the Blood Slaughter Hall was terrifying—no wonder she was hailed as the most terrifying figure on the Tianwu Continent.
Zhong Ziyang, the Hall Master of the Blood Slaughter Hall, looked extremely grim. The hall had now become an empty shell. The top geniuses of the younger generation had all been wiped out by Dongming Jade, leaving only some old fellows and some young ones. The Blood Slaughter Hall was currently in a transitional phase.
The Blood Kill Hall Master spent every day in terror, like a death row inmate awaiting the judgment of the God of Slaughter.
But ever since Dongming Jade betrayed the God of Slaughter, no new divine decree has been issued to the statue.
But the goddess's betrayal was an unforgivable crime. As the palace master, he had to bear the responsibility. If he were to be blamed, he wouldn't know how terrible the punishment would be.
So now, Zhong Ziyang has been searching for an opportunity, hoping to make amends for a slight mistake later. If he can get rid of Dongming Jade, that would be best; if not, he should at least show some respect. Otherwise, once the divine decree descends, he can only wait for death.
Now, seeing Dongming Yu wielding the Cruel Blade, the Blood Killing Hall's number one killing weapon that harvests the lives of the strong, his eyes were turning red. If this Cruel Blade were in his hands, he would definitely be confident in purging the sect.
"Dang"
But just as Dongmingyu was about to strike at the third Blood Clan expert, the Blood Clan expert's weapon suddenly smashed down fiercely, actually attacking Dongmingyu ahead of time. As the void trembled, Dongmingyu's petite figure was revealed.