The sharp arrow tore through the air at incredible speed. By the time Long Chen reacted, he was already right in front of him, giving him no time to dodge. This was a carefully set trap.
"Puff puff" Long Chen's
figure flashed swiftly, but his arm and shoulder were pierced by arrows. The arrow was made of some unknown material, yet it could ignore Long Chen's dragon scale defense.
His flesh was pierced, and the arrow carried a strange power, causing Long Chen's flesh to solidify. Black iron chunks appeared, and the wound gradually turned into a cast iron shape.
"Hahaha, kid, I told you to come out before, but you refused. Now, even if you kneel and beg for mercy, it's useless."
A burst of laughter rang out as a dwarf man appeared before Long Chen, looking at him with a mocking expression.
"Idiot, you hurt me. Even if you kneel and beg for mercy now, it probably won't help." Long Chen saw this dark dwarf, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.
He had been careless—just after being teleported out, he was attacked. If he weren't in the Azure Dragon Battle Body, with his speed and agility at their peak, an arrow could have pierced his skull and killed him.
"Bang Bang!"
Two muffled sounds sounded as two black iron lumps, each about the size of a fist, fell from Long Chen's wound and fell to the ground.
Long Chen had never seen such power before—it could actually assimilate his physical body. If it weren't for his strength enough to force him out, it would probably only take a few breaths before he could turn into a lump of iron.
If a vital spot had been hit, it would have been fatal. This person's attack was so vicious that it instantly ignited Long Chen's fury.
"Zhao Ritian, Long Chen is also considered an ally of our Divine Clan. Don't go too far. Let's end this matter here. Long Chen, you may leave." Feng Fei looked at Long Chen and said.
"An ally?" What a ridiculous joke. After leaving the Divine Clan for several years, how did the Divine Clan fall to such a state, and what kind of allies do they need?
Kid, everything here belongs to me, Young Master Ritian. If you want to survive, hand over the treasure you've obtained. Zhao Ritian said coldly, clearly seeing that during Long Chen's absence, he was likely going to retrieve some treasure.
"Who do you think you are, daring to act arrogant in front of your Long Sanye?"
Long Chen stepped forward, murderous intent surging in his eyes as he threw a punch at Zhao Ritian.
"You really don't know your place. You think you deserve to fight against me, Young Master Ritian?" Zhao Ritian's lips curled into a mocking smile as he also threw a punch down at Long Chen.
Although Zhao Ritian was short in stature, his strike made the heavens and earth tremble. Without the aid of any anomaly, countless points of light flickered in the sky, like countless stars filling the sky.
He threw a punch, and his flesh-and-blood body instantly turned into steel—extremely bizarre.
"Clang"
The two fists collided, producing a strange sound, as if two iron fists were colliding.
Long Chen's fist was covered in fine scales, as if wearing a pair of gloves, unstoppable.
After that punch, Zhao Ritian's short frame was knocked back more than ten steps by Long Chen's punch, and his fist actually shattered.
But the fist shattered, but no blood flowed out, as if a piece of steel had been blown apart—the scene was extremely bizarre.
"He actually used his flesh and blood to break through Zhao Ritian's Ten Thousand Gold Body?" Feng Fei's pupils contracted. She knew very well how terrifying Zhao Ritian was. Zhao Ritian possessed the Ten Thousand Gold Body, and it was an innate Ten Thousand Gold Body, able to control all metal-like objects in the world.
So his body was no longer just flesh, but had cultivated into the Immortal Golden Body, incredibly tough, impenetrable even by divine artifacts. But when he punched Long Chen, his fist was actually split open.
"Hahaha, interesting. People like this are even more interesting to kill." Zhao Ritian watched as his palm blossomed, suddenly laughing at the sky. His metal arm returned to its original form, causing no harm at all.
"Your laughter is really annoying, it seems like I've heard it somewhere before." Long Chen looked at Zhao Ritian's arrogant laughter, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said coldly, "
Back in the Eternal Road, there were four idiots undergoing tribulation. One of them had a voice very similar to yours. Could that person be you?"
As soon as Long Chen spoke, Zhao Ritian's expression changed instantly. Suddenly, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he gritted his teeth and said,
"You bastard, so you were the one who caused us to fail our tribulation. Later, after enduring a second tribulation and suffering unbearably, we only managed to make up for the flaws of our failure. Go to hell!"
Zhao Ritian suddenly became furious, roaring like a fierce wind, charging at Long Chen.
"So it really is you? That's for the best. Let's settle old and new grudges together."
Long Chen roared angrily as well. Back then, because of these idiots, Yue Xiaoqian was nearly killed. Long Chen had always remembered this grudge. Running into Zhao Ritian today, it was truly a case of enemies meeting with envy.
"Who do you think you are, worthy of settling scores with me? Today, I'll beat you to a pulp of mud. "Zhao Ritian roared angrily.
Zhao Ritian glowed all over, countless runes lit up. He looked like a steel statue, inlaid with countless metals, eerie and terrifying.
"Then I'll beat you into a pile of scrap metal."
Long Chen howled toward the sky, his blood surging as he swung his fists, charging at Zhao Ritian.
Runes lit up on Long Chen's fists. Each punch caused a massive collapse in the void, and the violent force struck Zhao Ritian. Although his fists and arms didn't shatter, each strike left a dent in his body.
However, Long Chen's fists were also numb from the impact. Zhao Ritian's body was too hard, tougher than a divine artifact.
"Pfft"
Long Chen had just deflected Zhao Ritian's punch when suddenly his tongue flicked out. His tongue transformed into a sharp sword, stabbing toward Long Chen's forehead. Long Chen hurriedly dodged, but his forehead was still cut through, the wound rapidly turning black and turning to iron.
"Smack!"
Long Chen reached out and grabbed Chao Ritian's tongue, kicking him hard in the jaw. Zhao Ritian was sent flying by Long Chen's kick, and half a sharp sword appeared in Long Chen's hand.
"Whoosh."
Long Chen wiped his forehead, dug a lump of iron from the wound and threw it to the ground, then charged at Zhao Ritian again.
At that moment, the void trembled, and several figures appeared from different places.
"Long Chen?"
A woman carrying a longbow was shocked by the scene. This person was none other than Beitang Rushuang. She had entered together with Nangong Zuiyue, and as soon as they entered, they saw Long Chen fighting a dwarf expert.
Other directions also brought in strong figures—some from the evil path, others from neutral ones—but none of them were particularly famous. They probably deliberately hid their strength, otherwise they wouldn't have survived to get here.
"Lady Feng Fei, what's going on?" Nangong Zuiyue looked at Feng Fei in the distance, then at the dragon's corpse and the four divine bone barriers, momentarily puzzled. Could this be a treasure-hunting battle?
"Their grudge is personal, unrelated to others. However, the four divine bones here belong to our divine clan. As for the other treasures, that depends on your own fate." Feng Fei said coldly.
Clearly, she had already declared that these four divine bones belonged to them, and no one else could touch them, speaking in a very domineering tone.
As soon as Feng Fei said this, the faces of the powerful figures present changed. They knew better than anyone what divine bones meant. Feng Fei had claimed four divine bones for herself with just one sentence, which was truly outrageous.
"Isn't the Divine Clan acting a bit too domineering? Why? "Some people are dissatisfied.
"Just because we arrived before you." Feng Fei snorted coldly.
"I got here before you, why aren't you leaving?" Long Chen fought Zhao Ritian fiercely, knocking him back with a single punch, and sneered.
Long Chen had no goodwill toward the Divine Clan, even the beautiful Feng Fei before him, whose tone was still disgusting.
"A bunch of ants, trying to share the spoils with the dragon? If you want treasures, use your strength to speak. If you don't want to live anymore, then try grabbing one. Zhao Ritian sneered and lunged at Long Chen again.
"Boom!"
As soon as Zhao Ritian lunged at Long Chen, Long Chen kicked him flying. The force of the kick sent ripples through the void, creating a terrifying momentum.
"If you want to snatch it, go ahead and make your move. But don't blame me, Feng Fei, for being ruthless when the time comes." Feng Fei replied coldly.
For a moment, the other powerful warriors' faces changed. They stared at the four divine bones but dared not make a move.
"Long Chen, do you want us to help?" The divine clan has gone too far. Beitang Rushuang transmitted a message to Long Chen's soul.
Feng Fei and Zhao Ritian's domineering and arrogant behavior enraged this hot-tempered girl.
"Now is not the time. You and Miss Nangong go to the Dragon King and comprehend the power of the dragon soul. I'll test this short guy's true nature first, and I'll take them down later." Long Chen sent a voice transmission.
On the Dragon King's corpse, each scale had its own Dao resonance. Although the Dragon King was dead, the Dao resonance had not yet faded. Comprehending the power of the dragon soul and verifying one's Dao was a huge benefit.
Beitang Rushuang glanced at Feng Fei, then at Long Chen and Zhao Ritian fiercely fighting in the distance, and finally listened to Long Chen's words and walked toward Canglong.
As soon as they moved, the others moved as well, but they searched around the altar, hoping to find any other treasures.
Beitang Rushuang and Nangong Zuiyue believed that since Long Chen had arrived first, he must have already explored the surroundings. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been allowed to comprehend it, but instead be allowed to seek other opportunities.
"Long Chen, is that all you can do?" Zhao Ritian and Long Chen fought fiercely in the void, exchanging punches and kicks, evenly matched.
"I should be the one to say that, right? Back on Eternal Road, you were all as powerful as kings, but in the end, you still ran away with your legs between your legs.
Stop playing those little tricks. You think my friends will rush at you, and then you have a reason to go on a killing spree?
An idiot like you better not show off your intelligence in front of me. Long Chen sneered, punching Zhao Ritian back. He shook his hands, a faint smile gradually appearing at the corner of his mouth, finally beginning to find the feeling of controlling power with blood the Dragon King had described.
"Hahaha..."
Suddenly, the void trembled, and a cocky, mischievous laugh rang out: "I declare that all the treasures here belong to Master Mo. No one is allowed to touch them." Mo
Nian stood vigorously in the void. He had come too. As soon as he saw Mo Nian arrive, Long Chen's aura surged dramatically, his blood surging to the sky: "
Mo Nian, hold the line! I'm going to kill someone today."