Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

“Metal energy, Ten Thousand Flowers Swallow the Heavens!”

As Bai Shishi stabbed her sword into the ground, the earth trembled, and it changed to a deep golden hue. One metallic lotus after another bloomed. In the end, nine golden lotuses arranged themselves in a line before Bai Shishi.

The man’s sword pierced through them one by one. As he crushed the ninth lotus, Bai Shishi suddenly lifted her sword skyward and unleashed the energy she had been accumulating all along. Nine dragon-shaped auras coiled around her sword, crackling with power. The moment the final lotus shattered, she brought her sword down in a slash.

BOOM!

The short man was instantly sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth. Yet, before he could recover, a second sword impaled him from behind, its tip bursting from his chest. He was skewered cleanly.

“What?!”

Gasps of shock echoed across the battlefield. It was Bai Shishi’s sword, but she was still standing far away. Then, she faded away like mist.

Only then did the spectators realize the truth: after launching her attack, she had moved unseen through the broken golden lotuses on the ground. This battlefield was her domain, so she reappeared exactly where her first lotus had bloomed, waiting for the enemy to be thrown back into her blade.

The short man's face twisted in horror as he stared at the blade lodged in his chest. After that, Bai Shishi whispered coldly, “You didn’t die by my hand, but by your master’s foolishness. In your next life, choose a different master.”

She pulled her sword free, and with it, the man’s very soul was wrenched from his body. His lifeless corpse crumpled to the ground.

A half-step Human Emperor, a cultivator who had merged his nine heaven veins into one, was slain just like that. Silence descended on the battlefield. With such overwhelming divine energy, how did he perish so quickly? His aura had dwarfed Bai Shishi’s several times over. Yet, the stronger he became, the faster he met his end.

Some observers understood the truth. Just as Bai Shishi had said, the short man had died due to Fantian De’s recklessness.

The short man had been truly powerful, possessing many powerful moves he had yet to unleash. However, Fantian De had forced him to abandon caution, demanding Bai Shishi be killed within ten moves or face death himself.

The short man also understood that ten moves were too many in his master's eyes. To survive, he had to end the battle in a single strike.

While battles often appeared intense, both sides typically held back. In true combat between elites, they would probe each other’s weaknesses before committing to a decisive strike.

In the end, someone did die in a single move, just as Fantian De desired… but it was the wrong person.

Bai Shishi flicked her sword, sending a spray of blood to the ground. She said nothing, only turning her gaze toward Fantian De.

Fantian De’s expression darkened. While he loathed Long Chen and his legion, he had his own sense of pride. These were just Long Chen’s subordinates. How could he, a grand Son of Brahma, lower himself to personally deal with small fries?

“Master, please allow me!” A three-eyed warrior beside Fantian De stepped forward. “I guarantee I will kill her in three moves!”

Fantian De nodded slightly, but before he could give his command, another voice cut through the air.

“This senseless game has gone on long enough. I don’t have the patience for this.”

A cloaked figure appeared, exuding an eerie, bone-chilling aura. His presence alone sent shivers down the spines of those present, as if he were a devil king from a freezing hell.

When his face was revealed, many experts jumped in fright. His skin was missing in places, exposing raw muscles and patches of bone. His eye sockets were empty, yet deep within them flickered ghastly flames, which looked like they could suck in a person’s soul.

It was Li Changgeng.

Compared to when Long Chen last encountered him, he had grown some flesh. Moreover, his aura had become even more terrifying.

“I, too, am tired of waiting. This battle is boring.”

An army of dragon warriors surged forth, led by Netherdragon Tianfeng. When they appeared, gasps rippled through the battlefield. The onlookers could also see thirteen heaven vein dragon qi swirling behind Netherdragon Tianfeng.

“I’ve lost my patience.”

A woman’s voice rang out next. When eyes turned toward her, many were startled—not by her power, but by her grotesque appearance. Her waist, chest, and hips were equally thick. Her hair was a tangled, sticky mess, and her mouth was so large that it dominated half her face. Overall, she was incomparably ugly.

Countless powerful lifeforms stood behind her, exuding water-element fluctuations, as well as a disgusting stench.

“Sea demons?”

The surrounding experts easily recognized their identity. However, no one could tell their exact race without them manifesting their true forms. Sensing the sea demon leader’s thirteen heaven vein dragon qi, the surrounding experts were stunned. Another peak existence had arrived.

“Get out of my way! Long Chen is mine! I will kill him and all his people. If anyone dares to block me, Long Zaiye of the divine clans, I will slaughter them as well!”

Another arrogant voice rolled over the battlefield like thunder. Following that, a large army approached them.

“It’s the four divine clans!” exclaimed someone.

The four divine clans were a legendary force with a great reputation. After all, they were known to possess the Jiuli bloodline, humanity’s most powerful lineage. Though the human race had declined, no one dared provoke them.

At the forefront stood Long Zaiye, his thirteen black heaven veins swirling like a chaotic sea of power. His vast Blood Qi twisted the space around him.

His eyes locked onto the battlefield, seeking only one target. In this world, the person he hated the most was Long Chen, and he would kill anyone related to him.

“Killing them outright would be such a waste, don’t you think?”

A sinister woman’s voice rang out, accompanied by the rhythmic pounding of hoofbeats. A group of armored horsemen rode into view.

At their head was Yue Changfeng. If Long Chen were present, he would be shocked—this man had also condensed thirteen heaven veins. It was almost inconceivable.

However, it wasn’t Yue Changfeng who had spoken but Tu Meng who rode beside him. She was a nine-vein Heaven Saint. Noticing all eyes on her, she smirked and declared, “I feel like it would be better to smash every single member of the Dragonblood Legion against the dragon scale barrier. Their blood will weaken it. Will that fellow just stand there and watch as they’re slaughtered? Hehe, how’s that for a proposal?”

Tu Meng let out a laugh she seemed to think was charming. Within their group, Lu Qingshuang's face was deathly pale.

Thanks to the Dark Golden Battle Armor, Yue Changfeng had advanced in leaps and bounds, managing to condense thirteen heaven vein dragon qi. With his newfound strength, he no longer cared about anything Lu Qingshuang had to say.

Under Tu Meng’s relentless provocation, Yue Changfeng had added Long Chen to his kill list. Lu Qingshuang was powerless to stop him. She could only stand there, numb, as everything unfolded before her. She had completely lost.

Noticing her despair, Tu Meng smiled triumphantly. But before she could bask in her victory, a vortex suddenly swirled into existence around her, pulling her in.

Tu Meng shrieked, and even Yue Changfeng was too slow to react.

“I like your proposal. Let me try it!” Bai Xiaole and Little Nine’s voices rang out in unison.

The void split open, and Tu Meng was hurled out. To the shock of everyone watching, her heaven vein energy had been forcibly stripped away. She shot toward the dragon scale barrier like a falling star.

“Big brother Changfeng, save me!” cried out Tu Meng.

But it was too late. Before she could utter another word, she slammed into the barrier. Her body exploded into a mist of blood.

A single red stain marked the barrier’s surface.

The so-called peak expert, a nine-vein Heaven Saint revered by many, was utterly worthless here. Even with Yue Changfeng by her side, this bitch had died in an instant.

Tu Meng’s death sent Yue Changfeng into a rage. It was a direct slap to his face.

“Kill all these idiots!” Yue Changfeng roared.

Spurring his mount forward, he led a full-speed charge toward the Dragonblood Legion. His momentum built rapidly, like an unstoppable force of destruction.

Behind him, tens of millions of warriors from the Golden Armor Horseman Legion followed, forming a golden tide rushing toward the Dragonblood Legion.

“Fuck, are you deaf?! Do you want me to kill you too?!” roared Long Zaiye, about to charge forward as well.

Standing nearby, Long Tianrui spoke lightly. “Are you venting your frustration on the weak because you know you can’t defeat Long Chen? Go ahead, prove your heroism.”

“What did you say?!” demanded Long Zaiye.

But Long Tianrui had already turned away, ignoring him. She knew he had fallen for her psychological trap.

Now, the Dragonblood Legion and the Golden Armor Horseman Legion were about to clash.

Just before impact, the earth split open. A massive wall—thick beyond imagination—rose from the ground, blocking the charge.

“You think some dirt wall can stop me, Yue Changfeng?! You ants overestimate yourselves!”

Without hesitation, Yue Changfeng led his horse forward to smash through the wall.

BOOM!

A massive explosion rocked the battlefield as he burst through the wall. But when the dust settled…

His horse was gone.

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