Kunpengzi led hundreds of thousands of Xuan Beast clan troops, charging in with murderous intent. Before he arrived, his voice was already heard, accompanied by a violent murderous intent.
Kunpengzi brought the younger generation of Xuan Beast clan disciples here. Not only the Xuan Beast clan, but also the strong figures from Dan Valley, Evil Path, Ancient Clans, Ancient Clan Alliance, Tianwu Alliance, and other major powers all showed up.
These people were all in the Yin-Yang Realm, fighting against the Blood Clan. When news spread that Long Chen was leading the Dragon Blood Legion to attack the Kunpeng clan, everyone rushed over.
All the Tianwu Continent experts from the Yin-Yang Realm had withdrawn and rushed this way. Currently, only the Seventh Heavenly Dragon Legion of the Divine Clan was stationed at the entrance to the Yin-Yang Realm.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, you're actually still alive. That's wonderful."
"Not a single Dragonblood Legion warrior is missing. This is the true return of the king."
"With Senior Brother Long Chen back, we won't have to endure the annoyance of these idiots anymore."
When they saw Long Chen standing atop the statue of Peng Emperor, bathing alongside the dragon blood warriors in the thunderlight, the Tianwu Alliance warriors clenched their fists, their faces full of excitement.
Ye Lingshan saw Long Chen, that familiar figure, and that familiar gaze. She was also excited. She had worked so hard these past few days, and finally had someone to rely on.
"I told you, good people don't live long, but troublemakers live for a thousand years. This guy is so evil that he definitely won't die."
Seeing Long Chen, Beitang Rushang smiled and stretched his waist, his full curves fully displayed, his face full of ease and satisfaction.
Beside her, Nangong Zuiyue also wore a smile. Long Chen's return was a tremendous blessing for them, after all, they were allies.
Nangong Zuiyue and Beitang Rushuang have always sided with the Tianwu Alliance. Although neither Nangong nor the Beitang family has made a clear statement, their attitudes toward the two are ambiguous. Clearly, both families are still waiting and waiting.
Besides the Nangong and Beitang families, there was another person who had always sided with the Tianwu Alliance.
This is the Qin Fairy Ziyan. The attitude of the Miaole Immortal Palace is extremely subtle; they neither support nor oppose Ziyan's decision, and apart from Ziyan, all other disciples remain neutral.
Seeing Long Chen return, Ziyan also let out a long sigh of relief. Long Chen had been gone for so long, which was indeed worrying.
When Dan Fairy saw Long Chen, her face showed no expression, but deep in her eyes, a strange fluctuation flickered. At this moment, Dan Fairy's aura grew even deeper, her entire body surging with divine power, her eyes radiating a divine light that was intimidating, sacred and inviolable.
Tian Xiezi was completely enveloped in black runes, the evil aura intensely intense. Even evil disciples dared not approach him. If too much of it contaminated with such an aura, it could be fatal.
Whether it was Dan Xianzi, Tian Xiezi, or Kunpengzi, they all sped over, with only one person riding in a magnificent golden carriage.
This person was none other than Di Feng, the strongest member of the Ancient Family Alliance who had awakened the dual phenomena.
At this moment, Di Feng wore a yellow robe, a golden crown, a golden belt at his waist, adorned with jewels and jewels. He was extremely handsome, and with this attire, he looked like an emperor on a tour, exuding an air of nobility.
Ever since Di Feng awakened the dual vision, he had become full of vigor. Although he wasn't a goddess or goddess, he had become increasingly arrogant, even giving the impression that he didn't care about anyone.
Once, in the Yin-Yang Realm, Dongfang Yuyang was driven away. When both sides clashed, Dongfang Yuyang was injured in a single move, shocking countless powerful figures.
Because of a minor friction, Di Feng almost fought fiercely with Kunpengzi. If not for the divine clan's warning, the two would really have fought in the Yin-Yang Realm.
Di Feng clearly had an air of domineering authority, as if he had endured for years and soared to new heights. Now, he was extremely arrogant.
Di Feng stood atop the carriage, coldly staring at Long Chen in the lightning, hands behind his back, a mocking smile gradually curling at the corner of his mouth.
As for Dongfang Yuyang, it seemed he had already declined, quietly standing among the crowd watching everything with extreme low-key.
Ximen Tianxiong of the Ximen family, Hu Feng, the long-lost heir of the Gambling Heavenly Dao, and other prominent figures from various major powers—all of them had come.
Here, both the older and younger generations of the Tianwu Continent had arrived, because they knew that something major was about to happen today.
As soon as they arrived, they saw rolling thunder pouring down from the heavens, leaving everyone utterly shocked. Was Long Chen really going to fight the Kunpeng clan to the death? If they undergo tribulation here, the Kunpeng clan's long-standing foundation will be completely destroyed by thunder—this is a hatred that never ceases.
Especially now, seeing countless powerful members of the Xuan Beast clan trapped inside the grand array, unable to escape, everyone knew that today's events were likely to be earth-shattering.
Everyone knew about the Xuan Beast clan's targeting of the Tianwu Alliance, especially the recent incident that caused quite a stir.
Wang Zhen, a genius expert from the Xuantian Dao Sect, was slain by a Peng Clan expert. The two sides nearly erupted into a violent battle. The hatred between the two sides had been deeply buried. Although the Divine Clan intervened to mediate, the hatred could not be erased.
People knew that once such hatred was ignited, it would erupt immediately, but no one expected it to come so quickly and so fiercely.
Kunpengzi charged forward with his strongmen, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He pointed his thunderous halberd at Long Chen, ready to charge in at any moment.
"Kill everyone around me? Then let's see who kills them first! Long Chen sneered. At this point, he still couldn't see through the situation, threatening Long Chen with words. That Kunpeng definitely had something wrong with his head.
"Help! Young Master, save me... Seeing
Kunpengzi arrive, the Kunpeng clan experts trapped inside the formation desperately called for help. If no one came to rescue them and the formation shattered, they would likely be overwhelmed by the terrifying thunder.
You have to understand, they're not elite. With such terrifying thunder descending, they won't last more than a few breaths before they're wiped out, with no chance to escape the tribulation's coverage.
Kunpengzi wanted to save them, but there was nothing he could do. If he went over and outsiders entered, it would only intensify the thunder, accelerate the destruction of the formation, and cause them to die faster.
No matter how powerful Kunpengzi was, he couldn't save so many people. He could only stand here, his halberd pointed at Long Chen:
"Long Chen, I'm giving you one last chance. If you don't leave Kunpeng's land now, I, Kunpengzi, swear to kill all your closest kin and make your life worse than death."
Hearing Kunpengzi's threat, even the powerful figures from Dan Valley, the Ancient Clan, and the Evil Sect changed their expressions.
Long Chen was famously stubborn. Kunpengzi's behavior was like pouring fuel on the fire—was he trying to save someone, or was he going to kill?
Peng Wanli also sensed trouble. After Kunpengzi advanced to the Tongming Realm, he became increasingly arrogant, refusing to listen to anyone. Even as the clan leader, he was being looked down upon by him more and more, and no one dared to defy his wishes.
Now, facing Long Chen in a fit of rage, she didn't even consider his temper. Constant threats would only backfire.
Sure enough, Long Chen smiled over there, a sinister smile, but didn't reply a single word. Clearly, Long Chen couldn't be bothered to respond.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
At that moment, the grand formation above the Kunpeng tribe's surface began to tremble, on the verge of collapseThe appearance of a collapse at any moment terrified the Kunpeng clan experts inside, causing them to wail in screams.
In the face of death, all their pride and honor were worthless. Some Kunpeng disciples even knelt on the ground, begging Long Chen for mercy.
Peng Wanli and Kunpengzi's expressions changed instantly. Murderous intent surged in their eyes, wishing they could strike and kill those people. They had utterly disgraced the Kunpeng clan.
But Long Chen remained completely unmoved, nor did he try to anger Lei Ting. He simply stood atop the statue of Peng Emperor, watching the disciples wail in agony.
In Long Chen's eyes, these people were not worth his pity. The powerful members of the Kunpeng clan carried violent and perverse blood flowing in their veins. They were cruel and killing, rising above others and eager to control others' destinies.
He believed that others should crawl at their feet and live humbly—not just for humans, but for the Xuan Beast clan. They wanted to be emperors of the Xuan beast clan, but even more so for all races.
Before the Dragonblood Warriors underwent their tribulation, Long Chen had already given them time to escape. If they had fled back then, they would have already been outside the heavenly tribulation.
Unfortunately, the people here seemed to disregard Long Chen, and it seemed they deliberately stayed behind to lure him in. So, none of them escaped, and that was none of Long Chen's fault.
"Long Chen..."
Kunpengzi gritted his teeth, but had no way to do anything. Unless he ignored their lives and charged straight into the heavenly tribulation, he could only watch quietly.
"Long Chen, as a member of the Divine Clan, I order you to leave the Kunpeng Clan territory immediately. Otherwise, you will be making an enemy of my entire Divine Clan."
At that moment, a voice that Long Chen found extremely annoying rang out—a group of powerful warriors, brimming with murderous intent, rushed over.
"Heavenly Dragon Legion!"
"Ye Benchang!"
Someone exclaimed, it was Ye Benchang, commander of the Seventh Heavenly Dragon Legion, arriving with ten thousand Heavenly Dragon Legion.
"Who do you think you are? Can they represent the divine race? Even if you can represent the Divine Clan, so what? Once I, Long Chen, make decisions, even the gods can't change them. What kind of person are you, Ye Benchang? Long Chen looked at Ye Benchang, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Last time, he secretly entered the Yin-Yang Realm with Dongming Yu. On their way back, they were ambushed by Ye Benchang and nearly lost their lives. Now, when enemies meet, their eyes are filled with anger.
"Long Chen, you're so arrogant. Do you realize that before my Divine Clan, your power is but a drop in the ocean?
If you try to oppose the gods, your ultimate fate is to be destroyed. To be honest, I really want to kill you, but don't give me a reason to kill you." Ye Benchang said coldly.
Ye Benchang's meaning was clear: if Long Chen didn't retreat, Ye Benchang would have plenty of reason to use the power of the Divine Clan to kill Long Chen first, then report later.
"Come on, let me see what kind of weight and strength you're really capable of, Ye Benchang." Long Chen remained unmoved.
"Boom!"
At that moment, the grand formation finally collapsed and shattered with a thunderous crash. The endless thunderous giant sword slashed down at the Kunpeng clan disciples below.