"I... I've already tried to reduce my strength..."
Xiao Tian said with a hint of shame.
It turned out that Long Chen had counterattacked with force, missing the white-haired man's face and instead hitting his own nose.
Fortunately, Xiao Tian managed to drain most of his strength in time; otherwise, this blow wouldn't have been just tears—he might have bled.
Damn, who invented soft weapons? This was just too hard to use. Long Chen's nose stinged unbearably, and tears kept streaming down his face.
No wonder they say the stranger the weapon, the faster you die—not just the enemy, but you die too.
Long Chen considered himself well-versed in various weapons, and while he could theoretically speak eloquently, when it came to actual operation, it was completely different.
"That idiot."
She had thought Long Chen could defeat the white-haired man in one go, but Long Chen ended up hitting herself. Liu Ruyan couldn't help but be speechless.
Seeing Long Chen holding his nose and tears streaming down his face, Chu Yao couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, her jade-like hand clenched tightly.
Although she knew that this minor injury was nothing to Long Chen, seeing him suffer made her heart ache.
"Damn ant, go to hell!"
As Long Chen's attack slowed, the white-haired man seized the opportunity. With a furious roar, a demonic lotus bloomed behind him, and thirteen dragon veins reappeared.
Originally, the Emperor Miao Flame, which had begun to weaken, flared up again, and its aura was even stronger than before.
The white-haired man's strength was formidable, and the imperial seedling energy was terrifying. However, he was controlled by Long Chen everywhere, leaving him with no way to unleash his strength.
Every time he was injured, he had to consume his source power to heal and maintain his best condition, which was a tremendous toll on him.
If Long Chen's attack rhythm continued earlier, at most the time it takes to burn an incense stick would exhaust his primordial power, extinguishing the Emperor Seedling Fire.
Once the Emperor Miao Flame is extinguished, he will be no different from an ordinary Heavenly Saint disciple.
Long Chen's mistake gave him a chance to turn the tables. The white-haired man burned all his strength—he only had one chance, and he had to seize it.
"Imperial Flame Burns, Divine Domain!"
The white-haired man roared, the world buzzing. Suddenly, a light curtain burst open, covering the entire arena.
"This guy is crazy. Isn't he afraid of the backlash of the Imperial Flame and leaving no bones behind?" Seeing this scene, Liu Ruyan's expression changed.
As an imperial seedling, she knew the white-haired man had gone mad. This move was like a self-destructive move that wounded the enemy a thousand and hurt himself eight hundred. Even if he won this battle, he would likely be severely wounded, even losing the power of the imperial flame and reverted to his original form.
"Buzz!"
As the domain power unfolded, Long Chen's body suddenly sank heavily, and he crashed to the ground from midair.
At that moment, he actually lost the power to soar. Long Chen was startled—this domain power had actually stripped away and imprisoned the laws of heaven and earth.
Long Chen seemed to have lost his connection with heaven and earth, unable to borrow any power from it.
"Buzz!"
The white-haired man stepped forward, raising his spear high, pouring all his strength into stabbing fiercely at Long Chen.
"Let's see how you can take a shortcut this time."
The white-haired man's face twisted with rage, his eyes bloodshot. His spear flashed like lightning, aiming to kill Long Chen in one blow without holding back, because he had already used his domain power to suppress Long Chen. In this state, Long Chen had no room for shortcuts.
"Wow, even the power of the Yaoyue Cauldron has been suppressed. This guy is something!" Long Chen discovered that the runes on the Yaoyue Cauldron were also sealed by this guy's domain power, making it impossible to protect him any longer.
However, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth. The Yaoyue Cauldron was powerless—could it be that the Qiankun Cauldron was powerless either?
"Whoosh"
As the white-haired man's spear, infused with all his life's strength, was about to strike Long Chen, the Demon Moon Cauldron imprisoned above his head suddenly trembled, releasing a sacred and majestic aura.
The power
imprisoning it
vanished in an instant. Then, with a gentle flash, Long Chen dodged forward, the spear pressing close to his body and stabbing fiercely into the ground. "Boom!"
The rocky earth exploded the moment the spear tip pierced it, forming a massive crater.
Seeing this giant pit, the powerful members of the Undying Clan couldn't help but gasp. The wooden arena was the first form, usually reserved for sparring among Human Emperor-level experts.
The stone arena was prepared for the Divine Empress-stage powerhouses, yet the arena of this level still exploded under a single strike from the white-haired man, showing just how terrifying this strike was.
However, no matter how terrifying the attack, if it doesn't hit the target, it means nothing. The moment Long Chen broke free from the white-haired man's lock, his heart sank, as if he'd fallen into an ice cellar.
"Pfft!"
The moment his strike missed, Long Chen's large hand reached out from the white-haired man's back, his fingers hooked, piercing through his chest in an instant.
The white-haired man's whole body trembled violently. Suddenly, his aura dropped rapidly, and he felt as if he had been drained dry, his body rapidly shrinking.
"No way!"
Long Chen was stunned. He hadn't planned to kill this guy outright, but at the very moment he pierced through the white-haired man's body,
A powerful suction force came from within the chaotic space, passing through Long Chen's arm to completely drain all the white-haired man's power, including the remaining imperial seedling energy within him.
"It's it."
What Long Chen didn't expect was that the one absorbing the white-haired man's power was not the Dragonbone Evil Moon, but the mysterious ancient vine beneath the Heavenly Dao Tree.
When the mysterious vine absorbed the white-haired man's power, its aura underwent a subtle change. Although the change was very subtle, Long Chen could indeed sense that it seemed to be tainted with a trace of imperial energy.
"It can absorb imperial energy?"
This discovery shocked Long Chen. He had never understood the origin of the mysterious ancient vine, and now this guy had once again astonished him.
"Whoosh."
The white-haired man's body trembled slightly, his shriveled body scattered in the wind, turning to dust. A once-powerful Emperor Miao warrior was killed just like that, leaving countless people horrified.
Everything happened so suddenly. Just moments ago, everyone was worried about Long Chen, but in the blink of an eye, the white-haired man was killed in a single blow. Even a Divine Empress-stage expert was utterly shocked by this sudden turn of events.
How did Long Chen suddenly cause the opponent's lock to fail under the domain formed by the Emperor Sprout's burning Emperor Flame? Almost no one could see the clues; everything was too strange.
Only a few people saw the changes in the Yaoyue Cauldron and guessed that it might be related to it, but no one knew the specifics.
"Tch, I thought Di Miao experts were so powerful, but it turns out they're nothing special!"
After killing the man in white, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth. Then he looked at Aguta and said, "
The third match is over. Kowtow!"