Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Another Heavenly Chosen from the Golden Crow race was still looking all around for Long Chen’s figure when he was struck in the head and died.

“Bastard!”

The Golden Crow race’s experts burst into furious roars again. They gnashed their teeth furiously, teetering on the verge of madness.

This was the seventeenth Heavenly Chosen Long Chen had killed, and their anger stemmed from the fact that Long Chen had consistently relied on tricks and sneak attacks rather than direct confrontation. All of these Heavenly Chosens did not die in open combat and were conned to death.

Only one had managed to “see through” Long Chen’s tricks and engaged him in a direct clash. They were evenly matched for that brief moment, but afterward, that opponent succumbed to another of Long Chen’s cunning tactics. f𝗿e𝘄bn𝐨𝚟l.com

In truth, that one clash was also part of Long Chen’s strategy; he had the Earth Cauldron seal eighty percent of his power. With this power level, he could entirely play his opponents to death.

With it, he further deceived them into thinking that he wasn’t very strong. It made the disciples feel like they had figured out his true power, and they crazily challenged him. As a result, he killed another nine of them. By then, the Golden Crow race’s experts started to feel something was wrong. They finally suspected that Long Chen was hiding his true power.

Just then, the void rumbled as eight black Ten Thousand Dragon Nests whistled through the air, surrounding the white dragon race’s nest.

“It’s the Netherdragon race!” Startled cries rang out.

“White dragon race, we will fight to the bitter end today!” a furious roar split the air as countless experts surged out of the eight nests. They formed an encirclement around the white dragon race’s nest.

While the Golden Crow race’s lineup was already vast, the Netherdragon race outnumbered them two to one. They had over ten three-vein Heaven Saints, ten thousand Heavenly Chosens, and countless other disciples.

A terrifying aura filled the air, thick with the essence of the Netherworld. When they saw Long Chen on the martial stage, a furious roar erupted.

“Little brat, you killed thirty-seven two-vein Heaven Saints and forty-nine Heavenly Chosens of my race. Don’t even think about leaving this place alive!”

The leading elder charged toward the martial stage, not noticing the reactions of the Golden Crow experts around him. These experts felt like there had to be something wrong with their ears.

Thirty-seven two-vein Heaven Saints? Forty-nine Heavenly Chosens? This was done by this fellow who called himself Bai Dale?

If that was true, then what should they call the battles on the martial stage?

As the Netherdragon elder charged into the martial stage, Long Chen flew out, not affected by the pressure of a three-vein Heaven Saint at all.

After leaving the martial stage, Long Chen immediately hid behind Bai Yingxuan and pointed his staff at the elder furiously.

Long Chen shouted, “You shameless old thing, a three-vein Heaven Saint is actually taking advantage of a Divine Venerate? Your Netherdragon race really doesn’t care about face!”

“Die!” The elder roared and charged out of the martial stage. He extended his hand, unleashing a giant dragon claw at Long Chen. Long Chen felt his body tighten as a powerful suction force dragged him over.

At this moment, the other three-vein Heaven Saints from the Netherdragon race unleashed their auras, exerting pressure on Bai Yingxuan to prevent her from saving Long Chen.

Seeing this, Bai Yingxuan snorted and formed a hand seal. A dragon cry then resounded throughout the world, and a white dragon appeared behind her, opening its mouth to spit out a white sword.

A wild aura instantly erupted. The Netherdragon experts attempting to suppress her grunted and took a step back, their lock on her instantly broken.

They were shocked. Although they knew Bai Yingxuan was terrifying, with few people in the same realm capable of withstanding more than three blows from her, they hadn’t expected a casual attack from her to exceed their combined forces.

This white sword was like a bolt of lightning striking the dragon claw, instantly piercing through it. After that, it shot toward the attacking elder. Startled, that elder clawed the air in front of him, forcibly ripping open a spatial vortex.

The white sword vanished into the vortex, only to reappear and pierce through the elder’s chest. A rain of blood fell, shocking everyone.

That sword was incomparably sharp and unstoppable. It first shattered the pressure of seven three-vein Heaven Saints, then broke a dragon claw divine ability, vanished into a spatial vortex, and still pierced its target’s chest. This attack left everyone in awe. The stronger a person was, the clearer they saw the terrifying power of this strike.

“Traitors of the dragon race, who gave you the guts to brandish your claws in front of the sacred white dragon race? If you want to fight, then I, Bai Yingxuan, will accompany you!”

Her words were backed by immense confidence, amplified by the aftermath of her attack. With this single strike, she showcased her true power, shocking not only the Netherdragon race but also the Golden Crow race. Her strength was absolutely terrifying.

Now, they understood why the white dragon race dared to attend this gathering. With Bai Yingxuan present, no one would dare to humiliate them.

Long Chen also witnessed her power, and his courage surged. Seeing the Netherdragon race cowering, he immediately jumped out and said, “Idiots of the Netherdragon race, if you don’t want to die, then scram! Stop interfering in my exchange of pointers with the Golden Crow race. Come, who’s next? I know you still aren’t convinced! Let’s keep fighting on the martial stage!”

This shout left the spectators speechless. This Bai Dale was truly evil. Wasn’t this outright bullying?

His power was undeniably terrifying, but he intentionally picked out the weaker targets in the Golden Crow race. How else could he be described as but evil?

The Golden Crow race’s experts were completely incensed. They had never seen someone so terrible—conning so many of their Heavenly Chosens to death. Most likely, once those fallen disciples learned of this, they would be crying on the path to the yellow springs.

“Don’t be so pleased! If our peak heavenly genius Gui Jiuyang were here, you wouldn’t last ten moves against him!” shouted one Heavenly Chosen of the Golden Crow race.

“That’s enough. Let us leave today’s matter here. Just treat it as giving my Pill Valley face. If your differences still haven’t been resolved, then you can settle them in the Heavenly Flame Devil Domain,” advised the elder from Pill Valley.

Both the Golden Crow race and the Netherdragon race wanted to rely on this opportunity to step back while preserving their dignity. But just then, a cold snort rang out from the side of the Netherdragon race’s disciples.

“Do you think you’re very powerful? Then how about you let me see just how powerful you are?”