Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

The Six Horn Fiend Fly appeared, its devil flames erupting as countless runes flowed over its body. Its six spider-like limbs pierced into Zuo Yan’s ribs.

This sudden turn of events caused countless expressions to change, including Feng Xinyue’s. Even someone as powerful as her didn’t know how Long Chen had sent the Six Horn Fiend Fly right behind Zuo Yan.

Suddenly, a realization struck Feng Xinyue. She recalled how Long Chen had previously used the Purgatory Eyes to tear off Zuo Yan’s arm.

“Could it be at that time…?” Feng Xinyue was stunned.

With Long Chen’s power, it should have been impossible for him to conceal the movement of the Six Horn Fiend Fly.

The only plausible explanation was that when Long Chen tore off Zuo Yan’s arm, he used that spatial distortion to mask the creature’s presence. However, that seemed somewhat unlikely. He had been fully engaged in battle, striking Zuo Yan with his palm and then joining forces with Mo Nian to block Zuo Yan’s counterattack. There had been no opportunity for him to manipulate space at that moment.

Suddenly, Feng Xinyue looked behind her. There, she saw Bai Xiaole and Little Nine, their Six Dao Heavenly Eyes glowing with runes.

“So it was them…!”

Feng Xinyue couldn’t help but be astonished. The moment Long Chen had “angrily” charged forward, he had already set the perfect trap, using himself as bait.

However, even more terrifying was the silent synchronization between Long Chen, Mo Nian, Bai Xiaole, and Little Nine. Their coordination had been flawless, executed without a single spoken word. How was such unspoken communication even possible?

“Die!” Long Chen roared.

Not giving Zuo Yan any chance to counterattack, Long Chen gritted his teeth and formed hand seals.

BOOM!

The Six Horn Fiend Fly self-detonated. A terrifying explosion of devil qi tore through the sky, shattering space like fragile glass, leaving a gaping hole in the void.

Thinking about how Zuo Yan had tortured and humiliated Yue Zifeng, Long Chen couldn’t control himself and directly detonated the Six Horn Fiend Fly.

Back then, the Earth Cauldron had told Long Chen that the Six Horn Fiend Fly was a priceless treasure. If he could bring it out of the Heaven Vein Mystic Realm, it would obtain the nourishment of the laws of the Sovereign Emperor Heaven, and its power would grow over tenfold.

Yet, none of that mattered. Long Chen’s overwhelming desire to kill Zuo Yan outweighed everything else. If he didn’t kill Zuo Yan, he felt like he would go crazy.

A giant black hole formed in the void, crazily devouring all the energy of heaven and earth. However, Long Chen’s heart sank when he saw a bloody hand stretch out of the black hole, gripping the walls of the void. Bloodied but alive, Zuo Yan clawed his way out.

“He’s still not dead?”

Gu Yang and the others gritted their teeth in frustration. This enemy was terrifyingly resilient.

Mo Nian glanced at Long Chen, temptation flickering in his eyes, but Long Chen shook his head.

A violet-crown Divine Emperor was truly too powerful, and their violet crown was like a powerful protective talisman. Until they themselves stepped into the Human Emperor realm, killing Zuo Yan was nearly impossible.

Although Zuo Yan looked disheveled and his aura was slightly disturbed, Long Chen noted that his crown’s hue remained unchanged—proof that his core energy was still intact. Even if he and Mo Nian went all out, they wouldn’t be able to finish him. Worse, they might end up dead instead.

“That is the price for humiliating one of my brothers. For now, I’ll let you keep your head. But when my brother recovers, he will personally take it from your shoulders,” Long Chen declared coldly.

Though Zuo Yan didn’t die yet, Long Chen had exacted some revenge. Ultimately, it was best for Yue Zifeng to personally end him.

“Hahaha!”

Zuo Yan let out a crazed laugh, his eyes filled with rage and madness.

“I’ve never imagined that I, the great Zuo Yan, would be reduced to this by some brat! If I don’t kill you today, how will I maintain my standing in the nine heavens and ten lands?!”

In his fury, he had lost all other thoughts. No matter what, he had to kill Long Chen today.

BOOM!

Zuo Yan crushed a fist-sized violet jade. As it crumbled, an immense faith energy enveloped him. His injuries instantly healed, and his aura surged back to its peak.

His mouth stretched into a savage grin. “Today, you will definitely die!”

Seeing this, Feng Xinyue simply shook her head.

She said, “Even if you use a faith jade crystal to suppress your injuries and restore your aura, it will only last five minutes. Did you think that by sacrificing something so precious, you would be able to kill Long Chen in front of me?”

Zuo Yan sneered. “Perhaps I’m not your match, but if I want to kill someone, can you stop me?!”

His gaze swept over the battlefield, and his grin widened. He had really gone insane. The only way to quell his fury was by slaughtering them all. He knew that while Feng Xinyue was strong, she couldn’t protect everyone at once.

Long Chen smirked. “That’s fine. Senior, just kill all his disciples. Yue Zifeng already cut down so many—a few more won’t make a difference.”

When Long Chen said this, the remaining sword cultivators visibly paled, stepping back in fear.

Zuo Yan’s face twisted, and clarity returned to his eyes. As Long Chen had pointed out, the top geniuses of the High Heaven Sword Sect had accompanied him, and most had already perished. If they were completely wiped out, the High Heaven line’s legacy would be severed.

Just then, the void quivered. Fantian De had secretly set up a transportation formation to summon reinforcements.

“This old man would like to see who dares to protect Long Chen,” said a bald elder.

He stepped out of the formation, his aura terrifyingly powerful. Another violet-crown Divine Emperor had arrived, and this one was from the Brahma Pill Valley.

“Hehe, our Nine Springs Hell race has no interest in this quarrel. But if that little fellow called Long Chen obediently hands over the Emperor Blood Crystal, we will leave.”

A three-eyed creature appeared beside Li Changgeng, its withered frame clutching a magical staff.

Li Changgeng had also set up a formation and summoned a formidable ally—another violet-crown Emperor. Three almighty beings now surrounded Feng Xinyue, closing in from all sides.

Seeing these three old bastards approach her, Feng Xinyue smiled faintly. Just as she was about to speak, a powerful voice resounded through the battlefield.

“The world has changed, and so have people’s hearts. For so many seniors to bully a child—don’t you think that’s going too far?”

Long Chen’s heart pounded.

This voice... it’s impossible.

He turned hastily toward its source.