Long Chen's thunderous power was like tentacles; any corpse wrapped in thunder was instantly transported into the chaotic space.
Although the thunder dragon was still in his Purgatory Eye, it did not stop him from using the power of thunder. This thunder power was not very powerful in duels against strong opponents, but storing items into the chaotic space was very easy.
Long Chen instantly gathered so many corpses that the powerful figures present were startled. Although everyone had a star space, anything could be stored inside, but corpses could not be stacked.
Because for most people, the stellar space is a pure land within their bodies. If a corpse is placed there, the stellar space will be tainted with undead energy, severely affecting their fortune and even shortening their lifespan.
Therefore, although Immortal Realm experts have a star space, they also carry spatial rings, spatial pouches, and other items.
However, space rings and spatial pouches can hold only a limited number of items. For a giant corpse like the Deep-Sea Crocodile, it can only hold much before it can be full.
Some super space rings are extremely expensive. Normally, no one buys such items. In Yingzhou, there are only a dozen or so of these rings, since they are rarely used and only used to deal with corpses on the battlefield at such times.
But after several fierce battles, these rings were basically full. They had planned to find a way to transport these corpses to the wilderness for disposal; otherwise, not only would they be extremely hard to decompose, but the smell of the corpses would be unbearable. If not dealt with, the entire people of Yingzhou would be stenched to death.
Long Chen made his move, speeding all the way and collecting all the corpses scattered across hundreds of thousands of miles of land in one go, clearing out all the corpses on the battlefield.
While everyone was shocked, Long Chen was overjoyed. These corpses were being devoured by the black earth, releasing endless life energy. The Jianmu Divine Tree began to regain its vitality, and the dead rare medicines started to grow again, becoming thriving again.
During this tribulation, Long Chen finally realized how important these Jianmu Divine Trees were to him. If the Jianmu Divine Trees were large enough, why would he risk using the Purgatory Eye? As long as he could hold out and give the Thunder Dragon enough time, he could still devour the black thunder sword.
Long Chen disliked the feeling of running out of cards; it made him feel fear and unease. He preferred everything under control rather than taking risks, because his luck was terrible. He disliked gambling because he only believed in strength and never in luck. If he lost, it would be a disaster.
Therefore, he had to do everything possible to cultivate the Jianmu Divine Tree, which was his greatest guarantee.
After collecting the corpses, Long Chen stood quietly in the air, watching the battlefield. Most of the deep-sea crocodiles on the battlefield had already been slain, and the rest would soon be wiped out.
With the Deep-Sea Crocodile Bull slain, the army of Yingzhou's strong warriors began to spread out their lines and fully confront the enemy, while the Four Extremes Realm experts also started charging into the battlefield.
Without the threat of the deep-sea crocodile, other strong warriors could charge into the battlefield, reducing the threat significantly. Moreover, in such a large battlefield, relying solely on top-tier experts was not enough; there had to be buffers and rest periods. Otherwise, continuous combat could easily lead to widespread casualties if unexpected events occurred.
The strong are the backbone of the battlefield and must remain intact. Therefore, the ones who sacrifice the most are often the middle and lower-ranking soldiers. There is no other way; this is the cruelty of war.
Time passed bit by bit, and after more than three hours of fierce battle, the sea monsters in the Demon Sea kept appearing without the slightest sign of decreasing.
"Long Chen, let Qin Feng and Xiao Le rest for a while. Sea monster assaults usually last about three days, but this time it's massive and might last even longer. When your stamina is halfway through, you'll need to rest." Luo Xue and the others, covered in blood, returned to Long Chen and spoke to him.
They had called out to Qin Feng and Bai Xiaole, but none of them would return, especially Bai Xiaole, who was riding those deep-sea crocodiles, killing with great pleasure, commanding and commanding with great might.
"You all just need to rest. Don't worry about them. There's no danger." Long Chen smiled, knowing what Qin Feng and Bai Xiaole were all about.
"But that ...," Luo Xue looked at Xu Zixiong, who was desperately fighting among the sea monsters, shouting louder than anyone but still barely killing a few sea monsters, a trace of worry in her eyes.
This guy is too foolish. He has all his strength and aura, but his lethality is very limited.
Xu Zixiong joined Long Chen and the others together. Qin Feng slashed at the deep-sea crocodiles, basically one by one. After killing the crocodiles, he slashed out, and the sea monsters fell in droves.
Bai Xiaole went without saying, commanding the deep-sea crocodiles to slay sea monsters, stunning everyone.
By comparison, he was the weakest, and not only was he weaker than Qin Feng and Bai Xiaole, but even compared to other first-generation Four Extremes Realm experts, he was the weakest. He could only compare himself to ordinary Four Extremes Realm experts to regain some confidence.
Xu Zixiong seemed deeply affected, desperately trying to kill those sea monsters, but the results were really poor. He exerted a lot of effort, but the results were mediocre.
With such a full-power burst, his aura was clearly starting to weaken. If anything went wrong, he could easily lose his life. You know, at any moment, a new sea demon might appear.
"It's fine. He's been in a state of repression for a long time. The first-generation bloodline is almost depleted. If he doesn't awaken it soon, he'll be about to regress. If he wants to reawaken the bloodline, he'll have to rely on himself." Long Chen said calmly.
He had spent the most time with Aman and had some understanding of the barbarian bloodline. Although Aman had not awakened his bloodline, the chain of order in his essence blood had already been connected.
Xu Zixiong was different. Although his bloodline had awakened, the runes within it were scattered and couldn't condense into a single rope, preventing him from unleashing his true power.
So, while his aura was astonishing, his lethality was terribly weak—a classic case of weak energy. The main reason was that runes in his essence blood couldn't condense properly.
The saying 'use or discard' refers to this principle: Xu Zixiong's faction survives in the cracks, afraid to stand out, fearing death.
So although Xu Zixiong worked hard at cultivation, he was watched by various major forces around him, so he didn't dare to step forward. As a result, the first-generation runes began to dissipate. Fortunately, he had emerged now. If he had gone out in three to five years, his first-generation bloodline would have completely disappeared. Now was the perfect opportunity to awaken the first-generation bloodline.
Because he needed to become stronger, and when that desire reached its peak, the bloodline runes would feel this need, awaken it, and condense it.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a furious roar echoed from the depths of the sea, like a bolt from the blue, shaking the entire battlefield violently. Luo Xue and the others' faces changed dramatically.
"This is ... Deep Sea Demon Clan"