Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

BOOM!

Long Chen’s brick was less than three inches from Ye Fenghan’s head when his golden crown trembled, releasing a protective layer of divine light. The brick struck the barrier.

A deafening explosion rang out, and the Heaven Flipping Seal nearly flew out of Long Chen’s hand. This shocked Long Chen.

The Heaven Flipping Seal’s attack was normally traceless, yet this divine crown had sensed it and reacted.

Even so, the crown’s automatic defense wasn’t enough. The man staggered, reeling from the impact. His crown was knocked askew, and a large bump swelled on the back of his head.

“Courting death!” shouted Ye Fenghan.

Although he was dazed, he almost instantly counterattacked. As he extended his hand, divine runes flickered to life.

But before he could fully react, a palm covered in starlight viciously slapped him across the face. At this distance, there was no way Long Chen’s divine technique would miss.

SMACK!

Before he could recover, Long Chen had lunged forward, gripping his neck. Violet scales covered Long Chen’s palm, and his sharp nails dug into flesh.

At the same time, Long Chen’s dragon blood power erupted. Countless dragon runes surged onto Ye Fenghan’s body, sealing him completely.

“If you dare to step forward, I’ll kill him!” Long Chen declared with a thunderous voice.

The attacking Devil Emperors halted. Several had their weapons inches from Long Chen, but now they froze.

Shock and rage flickered in their eyes, yet none dared to move. After all, their leader had been captured.

Huai Yushan and her companions stared in disbelief, as did the devil race warriors. No one had expected this seemingly unremarkable human to be so terrifying.

“Release Young Master Fenghan! Otherwise—”

Long Chen didn’t wait for the elder to finish. He stepped forward and slapped the elder across the face, even with Ye Fenghan in his other hand.

SMACK!

“Old fogey, if you have the guts, attack. I don’t mind dying with him!” Long Chen declared, his fearless gaze locking onto the elder he had just slapped.

The elder’s face burned red with fury, a distinct handprint swelling on his cheek. He gritted his teeth so tightly they nearly shattered. Meanwhile, his grip on his weapon tightened, but he didn’t dare make a move.

Outwardly, Long Chen remained arrogant, but he was sweating inside. After all, Ye Fenghan was terrifyingly powerful—likely not inferior to Huai Yushan. If Long Chen hadn’t caught him off-guard, they really would have been in danger today.

From the reverence the others showed Ye Fenghan, his status was extraordinary. Capturing him was equivalent to having a life-saving trump card.

Huai Yushan and her allies felt a surge of relief. None of them had expected Long Chen to single-handedly reverse the situation.

The elder’s voice was strained, his teeth grinding as he spoke. “Release him, and we’ll let you go.”

Judging by his tone, he held authority here.

Long Chen sneered and, without a word, slapped Ye Fenghan again.

Flames almost burst from Ye Fenghan’s eyes as he glared at Long Chen, but he couldn’t move at all. Long Chen’s power had sealed him completely. It was too late to summon his manifestation, activate his Heaven veins, or ignite his essence blood. If he resisted now, Long Chen could kill him with a single thought.

Rage boiled inside Ye Fenghan. He had so many techniques he hadn’t even had the chance to use. However, his carelessness had led to this situation. He had never suffered such disgrace before.

Seeing Long Chen not respond and instead slap Ye Fenghan, the elder roared, “What are you doing?!”

The elder’s hair stood on end like an angry lion.

“Do you take me for a fool? I slapped him to make you talk more sincerely. Attack me, and let’s see who’ll die with me,” threatened Long Chen.

“When did I take you for a fool?!” the elder bellowed.

“You claim you’ll let us go if I release him? Do you think I’m an idiot?” Long Chen snorted. “Even a child wouldn’t believe that.”

“You—” The elder wanted to argue, but seeing Long Chen’s hand rise again, he swallowed his words.

“Then what do you want?”

It was clear now—Ye Fenghan was a major figure in the night devil race. Otherwise, an expert of this caliber wouldn’t bow to Long Chen’s threats.

Hearing this elder’s response, Long Chen felt much more confident. He indifferently turned to Huai Yushan and asked, “What do you think?”

After all, she was the true leader here. Long Chen planned to rest under her protection for a while longer.

Huai Yushan sighed. “If I hadn’t been injured by their sneak attack, I wouldn’t need to fear them. Just give us time to recover, and we’ll settle this debt later.”

Long Chen was speechless, unable to believe this response. Did she really not understand the art of negotiation? Was she incapable of secret communication? Now, their intentions were fully exposed.

As expected, the night devils sighed in relief. As long as Ye Fenghan survived, all was well.

The devil elder declared, “Under the name of the night devil race, I swear—”

Before he could finish, Long Chen slapped Ye Fenghan again.

SMACK!

Veins bulged on the devil elder’s forehead as he roared, “What the hell do you want?!”

Long Chen roared back, “You idiot, do you think I’d believe your devil race’s oath? You really do take me for a fool!”

What kind of person was Long Chen? He had experienced all sorts of treachery. These people were ruthless and capable of anything. Their oaths meant nothing.

“Then what do you want?!” The elder’s voice was hoarse with frustration, his teeth grinding audibly.

Ye Fenghan’s eyes turned bloodshot, reddening and bulging. Unable to endure this humiliation anymore, he was prepared to forcibly break the seal, wanting to die with this fellow.

Long Chen noticed the change and shouted, “What kind of look is that? Do you not submit?!”

SMACK!

Long Chen slapped Ye Fenghan once more. This time, the latter trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his lips.

“Courting death!”

Seeing this, the night devil race’s experts lost all restraint and charged at Long Chen.