"Boom!"
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The world trembled. Footsteps approached, and a colossal creature, bathed in blood-red tides, slowly approached.
Before that massive figure appeared, vast demonic energy radiated out, causing even a Purple-crowned Divine Emperor-level expert to change color dramatically.
Within the surging demonic energy was the laws of chaos, and even more so, overwhelming killing intent. As he drew nearer, a figure a hundred zhang tall emerged from the blood-red tide.
It was a creature resembling a qilin, but its entire body was covered in blood. The horns on its head resembled those of dragon horns, yet it gleamed with a sharp, cold light.
In its huge eyes, three pupils appeared, flickering with an evil and fierce light. Behind it grew a pair of bat-like wings, with countless runes resembling eye-like marks. When it appeared, its fierce aura shook the entire arena.
This was a species from the Chaos Era, which the experts present had never seen before, but from its terrifying demonic aura, one could sense its fear.
"That's ... Exquisite Blood Demon ..."
In the distance, a powerful figure cried out in alarm. People looked toward the sound and saw the Long family, one of the four great divine clans. The one exclaiming was none other than an elder Divine Emperor of the Long family.
It turned out that the Long family's powerhouses had also arrived. However, although that elder was also a supreme powerhouse, he was nowhere near enough in front of the Purple-Crowned Divine Emperor. He was even far inferior to Hou Tianwu's father, who had been killed, and could only watch from afar.
Now, seeing the creature radiating demonic energy to the heavens, he immediately recognized it as the fierce demon sealed by the Long family for countless years, yet unable to kill it.
When she heard the word 'Exquisite Blood Demon,' Long Tianrui from the Long family's camp felt her heart race wildly as she looked up at the demon's head.
On the head of the Exquisite Blood Demon sat a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe. Even though he was past middle age, his features remained strikingly handsome, with sword-like eyebrows arching and eyes as deep as the ocean. His features bore a seventy or eighty percent resemblance to Long Chen, and compared to Long Chen's spirited and handsome demeanor, he was seventy percent mature and thirty percent reserved.
Mo Nian glanced at the man, then at Long Chen, his eyes wide as lanterns.
"Father!"
Long Chen was overwhelmed with emotion. The last time they parted, Long Chen had endured countless hardships. Now, seeing Long Zhantian again, it felt as if centuries had passed.
Long Zhantian nodded to Long Chen, then jumped down from above the Exquisite Blood Demon's head and bowed to Feng Xinyue, saying, "
Thank you, senior, for taking care of me."
Feng Xinyue smiled slightly and said, "No need to call me senior. I'm afraid it won't be long before we become equals."
Tang Wan'er, standing next to Feng Xinyue, felt her heart pounding like a deer. This was her future father-in-law, and for a moment, she was extremely nervous.
Long Zhantian smiled slightly as he walked up to Long Chen. Looking at Long Chen's face, pale from heavy depletion, and the blood at the corner of his eye from using the Purgatory Eye, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pride.
This is a necessary path for personal growth. To reach that height, see unique scenery, and not be trampled underfoot, everything before you must be experienced.
"No wonder you're my son Long Zhantian. Father is proud of you." Long Zhantian pressed Long Chen's shoulder, his face full of pride.
Long Chen was also overwhelmed with emotion, his nose tingling, but he forced himself to hold back the tears about to fall. Even in front of his father, he didn't want him to see his vulnerable side.
"Father!"
Mo Nian, standing beside Long Chen, suddenly shouted excitedly.
Long Zhantian was taken aback, and Mo Nian hurriedly asked, "You don't remember me?" I'm Long Chen's half-brother! Mo
Nian's words left Long Zhantian completely confused. While he was still analyzing the relationship between half-brothers by different fathers and mothers, Long Chen laughed and said,
"Dad, this is my good brother Mo Nian. Just like real brothers, aside from having good taste and recognizing me as a brother, he basically doesn't have any other strengths."
Long Zhantian laughed heartily and said, "Alright, alright! I've been separated from my son for so many years, endured endless hardships, and now that father and son are together, I have so many sons. Hahaha, great, wonderful!"
Long Zhantian looked at the Dragon Blood warriors, feeling their shared passion for life and death with Long Chen. His heart was full of pride and emotion. However, deep in his eyes, there was also a trace of sadness.
"Father..."
Long Chen looked at his father and immediately understood. He remembered the brothers who fought alongside him on the Tianwu Continent. Unfortunately, they were all dead. Long Chen knew this was an irreparable wound in Long Zhantian's heart.
"Who do you think you are? Even if you possess a pure-blooded fiend, so what? Anyone I, Zuo Yan, want to kill, will not be protected." At that moment, Zuo Yan's cold voice rang out.
At first, he was shocked by the Linglong Blood Demon's violent aura, but seeing that Long Zhantian's demeanor was so ordinary, though he possessed the power of the Imperial Dao, he was pitifully weak, and immediately disregarded him. A mere fierce demon was not even taken seriously by him.
Facing Zuo Yan's provocation, Long Zhantian didn't even glance at him. He looked at Long Chen and continued:
"We are father and son, but when it comes to the use of Dao and technique, things are quite different.
You focus too much on violence, accustomed to using the hard to break hard, neglecting the use of technique. Otherwise, you wouldn't be holding back only thirty percent of your strength—at least eighty percent. "
Eighty percent?" Long Chen was startled.
"Don't believe me?" Let me set an example for you. As both Divine Emperors, if you use the Divine Emperor's crown, you're just bullying him. Watch closely! Long Zhantian smiled faintly.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Long Zhantian flashed around. Without any trace of imperial power, Long Zhantian appeared before Zuo Yan. Zuo Yan was startled, never expecting Long Zhantian to strike so suddenly.
"Sss!"
Zuo Yan stepped back, widening the distance, and slashed out with his sword. The sharp blade roared with a sharp aura, his aura filling the sky.
It must be said, to become one of the Seven Sons of Ling Tian, Zuo Yan's talent in swordsmanship was astonishing. Even when caught off guard, his sword moves remained fierce and fierce.
Yet, facing Zuo Yan's fierce strike, Long Zhantian neither dodged nor avoided, but actually grabbed him barehanded. Seeing this, Long Chen, Mo Nian, and the others all cried out in shock.
How sharp was Zuo Yan's sword strike? Not to mention flesh and blood—even divine weapons and sharp weapons could be cut through by a single sword strike.
Long Zhantian had not condensed the Crown of the Imperial Dao, nor summoned the power of the Heavenly Dao, nor even unleashed his bloodline power. Taking such a terrifying sword head-on with his flesh and blood body left Long Chen terrified.
"Clang, dang, dang!"
Suddenly, five dense soft sounds rang out. Zuo Yan's long sword vibrated rapidly, emitting endless layers upon layers of sword shadows. Everyone's eyes blurred, and they were shocked to find that the sword had actually reached Long Zhantian's hand, its sharp tip already aimed at Zuo Yan's throat.
At that moment, the whole scene seemed to dieThe silence was so great that countless people stared in disbelief, mouths agape.