A war drum appeared in the void, its body painted with divine diagrams. Divine light flowed and ripples rippled, sealing the entire world.
The drumhead was made of some kind of leather, but the bronze face was as smooth as a mirror, facing the entire battlefield.
The old chieftain's figure appeared beside the war drum. At this moment, the smile on his face was gone, replaced by a cold, fierce expression.
In fact, he had seen this battle as soon as it began, but now both sides were locked in fierce fights, risking their lives—how could they listen to him?
He only appeared now because he was summoning the Purple Blood Clan's treasure—the War God Drum. This Drum was the strongest artifact of the Purple Blood Clan, and to force both sides to stop, he had no choice but to deploy it.
"Clan Chief, Long Chen, that little bastard, is leading ...!" Seeing the old clan leader appear, one of the Bi family elders who had surrounded Long Chen shouted.
Although he couldn't move and his bloodline was sealed, his mouth could still speak.
"Pfft"
But just as he spoke, Long Chen suddenly moved. With a single sword strike, the elder of the Bi family was sliced in two by Long Chen.
"What?"
Long Chen could actually ignore the pressure of the War God Drum? At that moment, countless people were shocked.
You have to know, this War God Drum is the strongest artifact of the Purple Blood Clan, bar none. Only the old clan chief is qualified to wield it. It sealed off the entire arena, even imprisoning mid-stage Divine Emperor experts, but couldn't restrain him.
"Young man, you're way too arrogant!"
At that moment, a cold voice rang out, followed by a transparent hand that suddenly grabbed Long Chen's throat.
"Try touching me, okay?"
Suddenly, the long sword in Long Chen's hand vanished, replaced by a dagger densely covered with countless runes. The sharp dagger stabbed fiercely toward the transparent giant hand.
"You..."
The owner of the transparent hand was startled and immediately withdrew his attack. Clearly, he had figured out the origin of the dagger.
"How did you get the demon race's charged divine weapon? You're a spy for the demon clan! "When he saw the dagger in Long Chen's hand soaring with demonic energy, Bi Yingxiong shouted angrily.
For a moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically. How could Long Chen have a demon race's charged divine weapon? If Long Chen were a demon spy, then if he detonated the dagger, who knows if the old clan leader would have time to suppress it.
Long Chen held a charged dagger, staring at a certain spot in the void, his face sinister as he said:
"I've been arrogant for quite some time, but I think it's because I'm not arrogant enough, which is why the idiots of the Bi family dared to openly slaughter the sons of the Luo family."
"Nonsense, nonsense... Bi
Yingxiong shouted angrily, trying to argue when suddenly the War God Drum trembled slightly. He was completely immobilized, unable to move anywhere except blinking his eyes.
The old clan leader said coldly, "The War God Drum contains Dao Evolution runes. The whole story of this matter can be deduced clearly. Better to skip the childish excuses!"
Hearing the old clan leader's words, Bi Yingxiong's face instantly turned pale. He hadn't expected this incident to trigger the War God Drum, nor that it actually had this ability.
Still, he forced himself to stay calm. He felt the old clan leader was tricking him and couldn't be fooled so easily. He still held onto a last bit of hope in his heart.
"No matter what mistake Yingxiong has made, this matter should be reported to the clan council. The right and wrong will be decided by the clan leader and the senior elders of each family.
Long Chen led the Luo family disciples to attack, causing such massive casualties—this was a capital offense. At
that moment, an elderly man holding a cane, as old as a candle flickering in the wind, stepped forward.
This old man was an ancestor of the Bi family, whose lifespan was already running low, barely surviving in seclusion. Now that he had been ejected from his retreat, seeing
the Luo family massacre the Bi family, he was so furious he nearly exploded on the spot. This Bi family ancestor was much older than the old clan leader. He staggered out, his cane pointed at Long Chen, his face full of venomous hatred.
This person didn't have much time left. Fortunately, the War God Drum had locked onto the battlefield area; if it had been the entire battlefield, he would probably have died immediately.
"No matter what mistake you made?"
Upon hearing this, Long Chen's gaze instantly sharpened.
"Clang!"
Long Chen drew his sword, and a sword aura shot out, slashing straight at the old man.
"You brat, how dare you?"
The old man shouted angrily when Long Chen dared to attack him, but he was powerless to stop him.
"Boom!"
At that moment, the transparent figure appeared and smashed Long Chen's sword energy with a palm.
"Long Chen, you're way too arrogant!" That transparent figure was completely enraged by Long Chen. With the old clan leader present, so many high-ranking members, Long Chen still dared to kill—clearly, he didn't care about everyone.
This transparent figure was a shadow guard of the Purple Blood clan, the only one among them, with a status almost equal to that of the clan leader.
He usually stayed invisible. The Purple Blood Clan only knew there was a terrifying existence within the clan whose strength rivaled the old clan leader, but no one had ever seen him.
This shadow guard had been provoked by Long Chen one after another today, and his anger flared up. He shouted coldly:
"Do you think having an energy-charged dagger in your hand means you can do whatever you want?"
"Puff puff puff..."
At that moment, the Bi family ancestor behind the shadow guards suddenly shuddered all over, blood splattering everywhere, and more than a dozen blood holes appeared on his body.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked. Long Chen's strike had been shattered by Lord Shadow Guard—who had injured him?
"You think that just because you blocked my sword strike, I can't kill him? Anyone I, Long Chen wants to kill, is no one who can resist me. Long Chen said coldly.
"You..."
Lord Shadow Guard was furious. Only then did he realize that after Long Chen's sword energy was shattered by him, it dispersed but remained disorganized, secretly gathering in the shadows and slowly stabbing toward the Bi family patriarch.
Because of their slow speed and weak strength, no one paid them any attention. These sword energies were like cunning assassins, only erupting suddenly as they approached. One of them even pierced straight through the old man's forehead.
The old man's whole body trembled, his mouth opening and closing as if wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word and collapsed to the ground.
"Long Chen..."
The shadow guard was completely enraged. He let out a thunderous roar, sending a violent shockwave sweeping across the heavens. The terrifying pressure was like the Milky Way, pressing down on everythingOn Long Chen's body.
"Rumble... The
void where Long Chen stood twisted continuously, as if about to burst under pressure. Long Chen felt as if an invisible giant hand was pressing him down.
Long Chen's left hand ached sharply, trembling uncontrollably. His hand gripped the charged dagger. The Shadow Guard intended to crush his arm and snatch the dagger, effectively losing all his support.
"Since the Purple Blood Clan is ruthless, don't blame me, Long Chen, for being ruthless." Long Chen's face instantly turned ferocious.
However, just as Long Chen was about to summon the Qiankun Cauldron, a figure appeared before him.
People were shocked to discover that Luo Zichuan, deep within the battlefield, was no longer restrained by the War God Drum and could move freely.
Luo Zichuan gripped his long blade and traced a strange arc through the void. The terrifying pressure on Long Chen instantly vanished into nothingness.
"Shadow Guard, since you don't ask right or wrong, nor do you know right from wrong, and you use force to suppress people,
So, today, we'll have no choice but to face it through armed conflict and see what we can do.
Perhaps the Purple Blood lineage is no different from the outside world. Since whoever's fist is stronger, their words are the truth—let's take life as an example! Luo
Zichuan's long sword sliced through the sky, carrying countless blade shadows. Finally, the blade pointed at the shadow guard, radiating a fierce killing intent.