"Boom!"
The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest appeared out of thin air, then the space trembled and vanished once again.
"Buzz"
When the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest appeared again, it had already passed through seventeen teleportations. At this point, even Mo Nian himself didn't know how far they were from the Cold Heaven Domain.
The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest was stationed in a vast wilderness. When it appeared, the surrounding birds and beasts fled for their lives. From afar came the low roars of monsters, sensing the aura of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest and issuing a warning.
"Oh my god, I thought I was dead several times." Hu Xiaoyu looked around at the scene, patted her chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.
It wasn't just Hu Xiaoyu—everyone else was the same, especially those who had entered the Heavenly Fire Demon Domain. After countless near-death attempts, they felt like they were on the verge of a mental breakdown.
"Mo Nian, you're amazing. I've never heard of a formation talisman that can teleport the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest." Bai Yingxuan looked at Mo Nian and couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, she sighed inwardly. Long Chen and Mo Nian's strength was astonishing, their trump cards endless, each like a bottomless pit. Looking at them, she deeply felt she had grown old. From now on, this world would belong to them.
"I admit there are people in the world who are stronger than I can fight, but I absolutely refuse to admit that anyone can escape better than me."
Mo Nian said proudly, but just after a brief moment of pride, a look of pain appeared on his face again. He let out a wail: "
My puppet, you died so tragically. How could you be so heartless as to leave me..."
Mo Nian shouted while beating her feet and chest, even tears streaming down her face Everyone was speechless, unsure if he was truly sad or just playing tricks.
In fact, Mo Nian truly felt sorry for him—heartbroken. Back then, he had dreamed of bringing an emperor-level puppet with him. Wouldn't that mean killing anyone who stood in his way, killing gods in their way?
With the person ahead and a royal guard following behind, how arrogant and domineering that was. Yet, his longing was truly nothing but a dream.
The puppet hadn't even grown yet, nor had time to activate its original runes. It was destroyed just like that, and he was on the verge of crying.
"It's all your fault!"
Mo Nian wailed and complained.
Long Chen was examining the wounds inside his body. Hearing Mo Nian's words, he couldn't help but say, "What does it have to do with me?" "
It's all your unlucky luck that dragged me down too. Look, in the Heavenly Fire World, I single-handedly suppress many heroes and control the entire arena. How impressive is that?" Why did those monsters suddenly burst in? It's clearly your bad luck that brought them here.
My puppet was well hidden. I could have grown into a Human Emperor-level enforcer, but because of you, I died tragically in the Cold Sky Domain.
Remember, you owe me an emperor-level enforcer. Even though we're brothers, we're brothers by blood. You have to keep accounts clear. You have to pay me back." "By the end, Mo Nian simply started playing shamelessly.
Long Chen was speechless, looking at him with disdain and said, "If you had left earlier and hadn't gone to find Lu Fan, we would have left long ago."
You wasted time, which led to our risk. You should bear the responsibility. "
Yeah, I still have a hostage in my hands!"
Mo Nian slapped her thigh, her face full of surprise and delight, "With him, I can trade something with the Brahma Pill Valley. Maybe it can make up for my losses." After
Mo Nian finished speaking, she ran over to Lu Fan's side and suddenly let out a miserable scream: "You brat, why are you so short-lived? When did you die?" Long
Chen and the others were stunned and hurried over to check. At this moment, Lu Fan's face was as pale as paper, his pupils lifeless, with no sign of life force. Most importantly, the soul fire had also gone out.
"Child, wake up, wake up, wake up, don't die! If you die, I'll pay for everything!" Mo Nian began trying various methods to save Lu Fan, but it was all in vain—Lu Fan was already dead.
"Aren't you the Son of Brahma? Wake up! Mo Nian shouted angrily, still not giving up.
Long Chen and the others were speechless. If outsiders saw Mo Nian's concern for him so much, they'd think they were relatives.
"It must have been when that being unleashed the Imperial Dao divine might and scattered his soul fire. We didn't notice at the time, sigh!" An elder of the White Dragon clan sighed.
At that time, Mo Nian had handed Lu Fan over to a disciple of the White Dragon clan. At that time, Lu Fan was already half-dead. When that being erupted with the might of the Imperial Dao, everyone gathered their strength to resist, but forgot to protect Lu Fan.
It was at that moment that Lu Fan's soul fire, which was on the verge of collapse, was extinguished. In fact, it wasn't that disciple's fault.
You have to understand, that's the Son of Brahma, blessed by the great Brahma heaven's fortune. He shouldn't have died so easily, but in the end, he died just like that.
Mo Nian's hostage plan fell apart in an instant. Thinking about having to risk a puppet for this guy, now left with nothing but a corpse, Mo Nian felt like crying but had no tears. Unfortunately, in this world, there is no such thing as a medicine for regret.
"No matter what, you owe me a puppet." Mo Nianyi gritted her teeth and said.
"Why should I?" Long Chen refused to submit.
"Because you're my brother, I'm feeling unwell right now. You need to comfort me." Mo Nian said confidently.
"Come on, I could say I was influenced by you. You often fail at showing off, which led me to fail this time too.
I had just said that bold statement when I was caught off guard. I was supposed to say I was on your side. Long Chen said irritably, directly blaming Mo Nian for failing to summon the Eight-Star Battle Body.
"You really are shameless, dragging me into this?" Mo Nian said speechlessly.
"You say I'm shameless? I can't imagine how much courage it takes to say something so shameless. Long Chen shook his head and said.
Watching Long Chen and Mo Nian bicker, everyone couldn't help but laugh, but from their conversation, they could also sense the close brotherly bond between them.
"Alright, although my losses are huge, thinking about the promises I made back then in Demon Suppression City, it's worth it." Mo Nian said seriously.
Back in Demon Suppression City, Long Chen and Mo Nian promised to make Brahma Pill Valley pay the price, as a way to comfort the spirit of Xing Wujian in the heavens.
Now that they had succeeded, all the Dan Valley experts in the Cold Sky Domain had been wiped out. The life of a half-step Human Emperor was enough to comfort Xingjiang.
Just thinking about Xing Wujiang made Long Chen and Mo Nian feel uncomfortable. Brahma Pill Valley had paid a huge price—so what? Xing Wujiang would never come back.
"Long Chen, are you interested in coming with us to the Dragon Domain?" The Dragon Domain is too chaotic. We hope for someone who can lead the dragon clan from division to unity. "At this moment, Bai Yingxuan stepped forward, looking at Long Chen with a face full of anticipation.
When Bai Yingxuan invited Long Chen, at that moment, all the strong members of the White Dragon clan suddenly became excited, their eyes shining with burning light and full of anticipation.