In the blink of an eye, Long Zhantian had already seized Zuo Yan's longsword, pointing it at Zuo Yan's throat. Zuo Yan didn't dare move at all.
Long Zhan's sky-blue robe swayed in the wind, his entire body devoid of any trace of imperial aura, nor any fierce or fierce aura. All the powerful figures were stunned.
Everything happened so fast that before he could see the whole process, it was already over.
"Tick-tock tick-tock... Cold
sweat slid down Zuo Yan's cheeks. The long sword trembled slightly, showing no sign outside, but Zuo Yan could sense the world-destroying power contained at the tip. If that power erupted, he would surely die, so he dared not move.
Long Chen's heart raced wildly. Long Zhantian's movements were precise and distinct. At the moment the long sword struck, Long Zhantian's thumb touched three inches before the tip.
At that moment, a colorful divine light lit up Long Zhantian's thumb, and then the other four fingers landed on the blade. Long Chen clearly saw Zuo Yan's wrist tremble violently in that instant.
Long Chen knew that Long Zhantian's thumb had thrown the sword off balance, and the other four fingers had absorbed the force from the sword. The recoil was concentrated on Zuo Yan's wrist, so Zuo Yan's wrist would have been numb and sore, which was why Long Zhantian had taken the sword.
Yet such a complex move was completed in an instant. This precise judgment and meticulous control ultimately led to this near-miraculous move.
What amazed Long Chen most was that Long Zhantian's bloodline power was instantly unleashed and withdrawn, without wasting a single moment.
"Not convinced?" Again! Long
Zhantian suddenly turned his sword and handed the hilt to Zuo Yan. Zuo Yan looked utterly incredulous and reached out to grip the hilt.
However, just as Long Zhantian let go, Zuo Yan's face twisted with rage. He thrust his long sword forward, stabbing straight at Long Zhantian's chest in a near-sneak attack.
"Buzz" However,
when the sharp sword was just three inches from Long Zhantian's chest, it could no longer advance an inch, because his two fingers had already tightly gripped it.
At that moment, the whole room was shocked. Long Chen, who should have been cheering for his father, was now also visibly shocked.
Between Long Zhantian's two fingers, an egg-sized seven-colored vortex appeared. The longsword pierced into the vortex, firmly clamped between Long Zhantian's two fingers.
"Buzz buzz buzz... The
long sword's divine light swirled, sword energy shot forth, sword light surged and sprouted, and countless paths roared. Clearly, this strike gathered all of Zuo Yan's power, yet it could never break free from Long Zhantian's two fingers.
"Dad, this is way too strong!" Mo Nian looked utterly incredulous.
The previous strike was already a masterpiece of mastery to the brim, but now, facing Zuo Yan's furious sword strike and sneak attack, Long Zhantian still handled it with ease.
Most importantly, Long Zhantian never used the power of the Heavenly Dao, nor summoned the Imperial Dao Crown. Even a fool could see the huge gap in strength between the two.
"The Ling Tian lineage truly lives up to its reputation." Long Zhantian smiled faintly.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Long Zhantian's two fingers trembled. Zuo Yan let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps.
"Boom boom boom... With
every step Zuo Yan retreated, the void beneath his feet collapsed. After retreating six steps in a row, six twisted patches of void appeared beneath his feet—a terrifying sight.
Zuo Yan's face turned red and pale, his eyes filled with fury. The "well-deserved" Long Zhantian mentioned was an immense humiliation. His sneak attack was shameless and vulgar, yet it failed. These four words, to him, not only caused great harm but were also an insult.
Zuo Yan stood in the void, as if everyone in the world was casting contemptuous glances at him.
"Do you understand?" Long Zhantian looked at Long Chen and said.
"I get it." Long Chen nodded.
"Die!"
While Long Zhantian was talking with Long Chen, seeing Long Zhantian turn his back to him, Zuo Yan couldn't take it anymore.
"Ssss s..."
Zuo Yan seemed to go mad, his purple crown burning, his sharp sword slicing through the air, and thousands of sword shadows appeared, slashing wildly at Long Zhantian.
"Buzz!"
Facing Zuo Yan's violent sword energy, Long Zhantian extended an index finger. Seven-colored divine light rapidly blossomed on it, and endless runes swirled across his finger.
"Clang, dang, dang, dang..."
Long Zhantian waved his hand, sending up a shower of finger swords. The sharp swords struck his fingers, producing a metallic ringing sound. Zuo Yan's figure filled the sky, unleashing hundreds of sword strikes in one breath, but Long Zhantian blocked each one by one.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the countless sword shadows vanished, and Zuo Yan's figure vanished as well. For a moment, everyone was shocked. Just as they were searching for Zuo Yan, the space in front of Long Chen suddenly twisted, and a sharp sword shot out from the air, stabbing straight at him.
People exclaimed in shock. Zuo Yan had been attacking for so long without breaking through, knowing he was no match for Long Zhantian, yet he shamelessly launched a sneak attack on Long Chen.
With a loud "snap,"
a giant hand covered in purple runes sliced through the void. Just as Zuo Yan poked his head out from the void, the hand struck him hard across the face.
"Rumble... Zuo
Yan rolled out like a meteor, trailing a long tail through the void, whistling away before vanishing in an instant.
"Not bad, mastering the trick so quickly."
Seeing Long Chen's palm covered in purple runes, a look of admiration appeared on Long Zhantian's face. The fact that Long Chen could silently gather the power of dragon blood into his palm proved that he had truly comprehended what Long Zhantian was demonstrating.
"Unfortunately, I haven't reached the Human Emperor realm, otherwise this palm strike would definitely have killed him." Long Chen said with some regret.
"Just a minor character, no need to feel regret." Long Zhantian smiled faintly.
Suddenly, he looked up at the void and shouted, "Those hidden in the void, you've had enough of the drama, haven't you? If you want to make a move, come out and fight."
If you don't want to act, then go back. I, Long Zhantian, don't like being watched. As
Long Zhantian finished speaking, spatial distortions appeared in different directions, clearly showing that powerful beings were spying. After Long Zhantian's words, they finally chose to leave.
These people did not show themselves or speak, clearly not friends, and had been startled off by Long Zhantian's methods.
Long Zhantian's intervention was actually meant to intimidate these people. Even someone as powerful as Zuo Yan was no match for him. If he wanted to act, he would have to consider his own strength.
Another point was that everyone's attention had been drawn to the Linglong Blood Demon before, and no one expected Long Zhantian to be this strong.
Now that Long Zhantian has made a move, the Exquisite Blood Demon remains unmoved. Being accepted as his mount means its strength must not be far behind.
Countless powerful figures who had been secretly watching had all left. Although the various clans' strong warriors present hated Long Chen deeply, they dared not make any further move.
They were somewhat unwilling to accept it. Long Chen had killed too many people in the Tianmai Profound Realm, and this grudge had been formed. But with Long Zhantian here, revenge was impossible; they could only deal with it later.
The major races all retreated, but at that moment, the four great divine clans walked over. Seeing the powerful members of the Long family, Long Chen couldn't help but curl into a cold smile:
"Let's see what nonsense you can spout!"