The Seventh Battlefield lies deep within the Demon Domain, even deeper than where Long Chen and the others were framed before.
The Purple Blood Clan and the Demon Clan seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding: the Purple Blood Clan was responsible for offense, while the Demon Clan was responsible for defense. Since the bloody battle had continued, both sides had suffered casualties, but the Demon Clan's casualties were more than a hundred times that of the Purple Blood Clan.
On the surface, the Purple Blood Clan held a huge advantage, but in reality, the demons were numerous, and it was hard to say who would actually have the upper hand.
"Buzz!"
The Luo family warriors were teleported to the Seventh Battlefield. As soon as they appeared, countless demon clan experts rushed to attack.
"Kill"
didn't require Long Chen's command. Luo Yanfeng swung his broadsword and led the charge. Long Chen had said before that he wouldn't command the crowd until a crisis arose. The choice and changes of formation were entirely up to them.
Facing a small-scale demon clan, everyone immediately scattered and fought in a scattered formation. Only in this way could they put some pressure on them. Their goal was not just kill value; they wanted to hone themselves to the fullest.
But this time, unlike last time, Long Chen told them to maintain over eighty percent combat power no matter what, so as not to be unable to handle any unexpected situations.
Last time they were framed, narrowly escaping death several times, and countless times they felt regret. If they hadn't indulged so much and conserved some strength, they definitely wouldn't have ended up like this.
Although they were now at their peak, after the experience from last time, they no longer spent money recklessly and even became somewhat "stingy," always thinking about how to take down the opponent with minimal consumption.
At the same time, stimulated by death, everyone's spiritual senses on the battlefield grew stronger and stronger. Especially when facing attacks from several demon clan experts at once, their minds were no longer a messy mess of hacking and hacking, but could clearly analyze which attacks were deadly and how to resolve the deadlock.
The disciples of the Luo family were locked in a chaotic battle with the demon clan experts, while Long Chen broke away from the group and began searching for something.
"Here."
Long Chen suddenly arrived at an open area, his large hand pressing on the ground. Immediately, an underground underground river appeared in his mind, and within it, black liquid was flowing.
Within the black liquid were purple orbs, each about the size of a fist, floating on the black liquid and slowly flowing deeper into the battlefield.
"Just as I thought... Long
Chen was shaken. Last time, he had sensed these underground underground rivers, but due to the rush, he hadn't examined them carefully.
Now, just as he expected, the demon clan was only defending without attacking. The underground underground river was just a formation designed to collect the power of purple blood.
When a disciple of the Purple Blood lineage is killed, the demon clan will devour the disciple and channel the bloodline power into the underground underground river.
However, after killing disciples of the Purple Blood Clan, those high-level demons would immediately absorb the power of Purple Blood and claim it for themselves.
Purple blood should be very useful to these demons, so they are willing to trade those low-level demons for precious purple blood.
"Buzz!"
Long Chen extended his soul power, racing rapidly along the underground river. Soon, he saw countless branches of the river, scattered across the battlefield like the roots of giant trees.
Tracing back to the source, Long Chen quickly spotted an altar, on which dozens of bags hung in midair.
The bags resembled massive gallbladders, covered with thick blood vessels, faintly revealing the purple liquid slowly flowing into the bags.
At the very center of the altar, there was a pouch several times larger than the others, absorbing the most purple blood and emitting
the strongest aura.
"Buzz!"
Just as Long Chen was testing whether he could touch those bags with his senses, his hair instantly stood on end. The overwhelming sense of danger made him instantly withdraw his divine sense.
At the very moment Long Chen withdrew his divine sense, a giant eye appeared on the altar. It looked around suspiciously, seemingly noticing nothing unusual, and then slowly disappeared.
"Using each other like this, it seems the Purple Blood Clan is at a disadvantage, doesn't it? They used purple blood to feed their monsters. "Long Chen's heart tightened.
Although he couldn't see what was inside the bags, the waves of pressure emanating from them made Long Chen's heart race. There must be something extraordinary inside.
"Rumble... Luo
Yanfeng and the others fought fiercely against the demon clan warriors. It looked chaotic, but in reality, everything was under control.
"Hahaha, Long Chen, you little bastard, you got alone! Die..."
At that moment, a sinister voice rang out, followed by Luo Shenghui's figure, leading thousands of Luo family disciples to charge forward.
"Brothers, let's attack together! Take out Long Chen, take out Luo Yanfeng. We will be the number one main force of the Luo family, and from now on, the Luo family will be under our command." Luo Shenghui shouted.
"Kill!"
The Luo family disciples shouted along, all drawing their weapons and charging at Long Chen like a tide.
"Not good!"
Luo Yanfeng and the others were shocked. They hadn't noticed when Long Chen had gotten so far away from them. It was too late to rush over and rescue him.
"Luo Shenghui, you beasts, stop right now!" Luo Yanfeng roared in anger.
"Die!"
Luo Shenghui wore a sinister grin. Last time, Long Chen had slapped him, and he had always held a grudge against him. With a sword like lightning, he aimed straight for Long Chen's face, wishing he could split him in two.
"Dang" However,
when the longsword was half a foot away from Long Chen's face, two fingers glowing with purple divine light clamped around Luo Shenghui's sword.
"What?"
At that moment, everyone, friend and foe, was stunned. Luo Shenghui's full-force sword strike was actually blocked by Long Chen's two fingers.
Luo Shenghui's pupils contracted, and he suddenly roared angrily, as thirteen Heavenly Veins surged with dragon energy behind him.
"Crack"
"Pfft"
Just as Luo Shenghui sensed danger and was about to burn the dragon vein, the longsword was broken. Long Chen gripped the broken sword between two fingers and slashed through the void.
The sky curtain was split open, and Luo Shenghui's head shot skyward, killed in a single blow. When his corpse fell to the ground, the Long family disciples who had followed Luo Shenghui in charge were now dumbfounded.
The previous ferocity had vanished; now their eyes were filled with terror. In their terrified gaze, Long Chen's broken sword was thrown to the ground, and his large hand slowly gripped the long sword at his waist.
"Thank you, Luo Shenghui. You picked out most of the scum in the Luo family's team, saving me a lot of effort." Long Chen said with a sinister expression.
Buzz!
Suddenly, Long Chen's sword-gripping arm was instantly wrapped in endless purple runes, and a fierce killing intent instantly locked onto the Luo family disciples.
"Clang!"
The long sword was drawn, and people saw a purple lightning bolt streaking across the sky, slicing down the galaxy. The Luo family disciples in a single line were reduced to nothingness with a single sword strike.