Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

“No!”

Multiple divine sons screamed in despair.

The world-ending, god-slaying saber seemed to fill the entire world. There was nowhere for these divine sons to flee from their grim fate.

The divine sons were crushed without mercy, like ants beneath a falling mountain. One of them even activated a Heavenly Sovereign Dao Weapon, only for it to be blasted away while he was still slain.

Countless enemy experts at the rear watched as the people at the front were decimated. As the saber-image showed no signs of weakening, they fled for their lives.

“Run!”

However, the saber-image only continued to grow, covering half of the battlefield in a flash.

This region had originally contained forces allied with the Tiger Venerate line, but Xu Changchuan had already drawn them into his group and led them in retreat.

Due to Long Chen drawing everyone’s attention, no one noticed this. As a result, his devastating strike did not harm a single ally.

The giant saber-image continued its advance, cutting down countless fleeing experts.

Only when it reached the core region of the battlefield did it finally exhaust its energy. Its massive form detonated and dispersed.

Everything in its path had been crushed. The ground was littered with shattered limbs and broken bodies.

At this time, the Earth Dao rune on Long Chen’s palm faded.

“That was a crazy attack!” exclaimed Evilmoon.

“You absorbed all of my violet blood energy,” Long Chen replied coolly. “How could it not be?”

“Cough... you were always the one in control. It’s my first time leading, so I might’ve gone a bit overboard,” Evilmoon said awkwardly.

Because of how wild Evilmoon’s nature was, it had instinctively used as much power as it could. It completely forgot that the majority of this energy was Long Chen’s, resulting in Long Chen’s violet blood energy being used up in one blow.

“Don’t be so petty, don’t you still have your Supreme Blood? Keep going!” urged Evilmoon shamelessly.

Evilmoon didn’t wait for Long Chen’s consent. Multicolored lines appeared on it as Long Chen’s Heaven Dao essence rune manifested.

In this merged state, Evilmoon took the lead, and the petals gained seven-colored lines.

“Just calm down a bit. Our goal is to protect the Tiger Venerate Scepter. This is the mission the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign entrusted to me. Don’t mess it up!” reminded Long Chen.

After all, once Evilmoon went crazy, it wouldn’t care about anything else.

“It’s fine! Don’t worry, I’m completely calm!” swore Evilmoon.

Long Chen shook his head. This fellow really was unreliable.

Resting Evilmoon on his shoulder, Long Chen looked at the devastation in front of him for a moment before continuing onward.

His footsteps echoed through the air like war drums from the heavens. Each step sounded like death drawing closer.

“Now, do you believe me when I say you’re ants?” Long Chen’s calm voice rang out as wildly and domineeringly as before.

Every word struck with brutal clarity. It became even more oppressive by the sea of corpses beneath his feet.

While many of the corpses were mangled beyond recognition, they still seemed frozen in expressions of despair, fury, and regret.

However, none of it mattered as Long Chen walked over them.

Evilmoon looked like the devil’s fang. Blood mist swirled ominously around it, as if it were the most vicious curse in existence.

Within the blood mist, Long Chen appeared like the reaper of lives—a devil god whose presence alone made countless experts tremble.

Behind Xu Changchuan, a divine son looked back at the battlefield and shuddered.

“Is this Long Chen’s true power? Heavens, just how strong is he?!” he exclaimed.

“Shut up! Don’t look back! Remember our mission!” ordered Xu Changchuan.

Only two divine sons remained at Xu Changchuan’s side. The others had already been dispatched to guide scattered groups.

At first, Xu Changchuan had been in a difficult position. Although they were allies, not all races who had come to reinforce the Tiger Venerate line were friendly with each other. For the Fullmoon race to want to lead them was foolish.

But all of a sudden, Long Chen appeared.

He declared that he was from the Dragon Sovereign line and made it clear that Xu Changchuan’s group followed him. Once Long Chen revealed his strength, the Fullmoon race’s standing rose sharply in everyone’s eyes. Thus, they obeyed Xu Changchuan’s order.

To avoid alerting the enemy, Xu Changchuan split his forces into small units, sending divine sons to guide the scattered factions through the chaos.

Meanwhile, Long Chen’s slow march across the corpses was a mockery of the demon and devil races alike.

“You’re too arrogant!”

A furious aura erupted not far from the battlefield’s core.

A tall, muscular man with a thick golden staff on his back appeared out of nowhere.

“Tianhua, don’t be impetuous!” an elder near the altar shouted in alarm.

This elder was holding a golden bell—a Heavenly Sovereign Dao Weapon exuding a terrifying aura. He was working with Long Can and the others to suppress the Tiger Venerate Scepter.

“This person is intolerably arrogant! I must kill him! Don’t worry. Killing him won’t interfere with taking the Tiger Venerate Scepter,” Yuan Tianhua snorted, completely ignoring this elder.

Yuan Tianhua started walking toward Long Chen. As he did, cracks appeared in the void beneath his feet. With every step, his aura rose.

His blood qi ignited. Countless runes swirled around him, forming a vast, roiling sea behind his back.

He did not even summon a manifestation. His blood qi alone was enough to make the ten thousand Daos wail. His pressure far surpassed that of any acquired Divine Sovereign.

“Hehe... that blood soul energy of his will make excellent food,” Evilmoon said, about to start drooling.

“Foolish human, today I will show you the demon race’s true power!” Yuan Tianhua exclaimed.

All of a sudden, he stamped on the void, and the distance between them shrank in an instant. His fist flew toward Long Chen’s face.

“Haha, yes! Kill him!” Evilmoon laughed in delight.