That person was none other than Di Feng, the son of the leader of the Ancient Family Alliance on the Tianwu Continent. He had just entered the teleportation array and was talking to someone beside him.
Suddenly, the teleportation array lit up, and a person appeared. Before he could see who it was, his face went numb, the world spinning as he was slapped and sent flying.
"Long Chen"
Seeing that the person stepping out of the teleportation array was actually Long Chen, Di Feng was both shocked and furious. He hadn't expected to run into this arch-enemy here.
"Haha, long time no see, Di Feng. It's been so long since I last saw you. Your cultivation hasn't improved, but your skin has thickened—it's so shaking my hand that it hurts." Long Chen waved his hand, looking at Di Feng in astonishment.
This teleportation is a gathering teleportation array, used throughout the entire Divine Clan. When activated, there are special settings that allow selection of many teleportation locations.
So, with people coming and going, Long Chen's slap immediately drew a crowd. They all stared at Long Chen and Di Feng in shock, clearly unfamiliar faces.
"Long Chen, you have some nerve, daring to cause trouble in the Divine Clan. Are you treating the Divine Clan as nothing?" Suddenly, among the crowd that had come with Di Feng, a middle-aged woman stepped forward and shouted sternly.
"Is this what you call being wild?" That means you don't understand me yet. You have no idea how handsome and dashing Long Chen is when I act wildly, like a graceful jade tree. Long Chen shook his head.
"Long Chen, you killed my son, and now you dare to come to the Divine Clan and act arrogantly. Let's see how long you can live here." The middle-aged woman looked at Long Chen with a face full of resentment as she spoke.
"Your son?" Who are you? Long Chen was taken aback.
"You..."
The middle-aged woman's face was twisted and distorted. She was none other than Emperor Long's wife and Emperor Xin's mother. Back then, Long Chen had killed Emperor Xin right in front of her.
Now Long Chen was pretending not to know her, which made her furious, wishing she could tear Long Chen apart alive.
"My son is Di Xin, Long Chen. This grudge of killing my son is irreconcilable. With me, Ye Zhiqing, alive in the Divine Clan, you just wait. I'll make sure you die without a grave. If you know what's good for you, hurry back to the Tianwu Continent—you can still cling to life a little longer." Di Xin's mother said through gritted teeth.
Long Chen suddenly understood. No wonder the Ye family was targeting him so much—it was this woman who was causing trouble. But that couldn't be right—a woman who could marry into the Tianwu Continent—what status could she possibly have in the Ye family? It can influence a family's attitude.
Long Chen shook his head and said, "I've never been sensible in my life, so if you have any tricks, just go ahead." At
the same time, Long Chen found it a bit odd. Di Feng's appearance here was probably the work of Di Xin's mother, and she was personally accompanying him. It seemed their relationship was unusual.
In name, Di Feng also had to call Di Xin's mother 'Mother.' Di Feng was a cunning and patient person, so he should be very pleased with this woman.
Now, with the enemy united in common and Di Xin's mother acting as the matchmaker, Di Feng's entry into the Ye family's power was only natural. If that were true, things would be interesting.
"Who is making a commotion here, showing disrespect to Lord Zhiqing?"
At that moment, a burly man nine feet tall walked over. He wore golden armor, which turned out to be the armor of the Heavenly Dragon Legion, with a symbol of 'two' printed on it—clearly the deputy commander of the Second Heavenly Dragon Legion.
The man walked over, first gave a slight bow to Di Xin's mother, then looked at Long Chen and frowned, saying, "
Are you the new Long Chen who loves to cause trouble?"
"What advice do you have?" Long Chen replied indifferently.
"I'm warning you, this is the Divine Clan, not the Tianwu Continent. When you come here, behave yourself and don't get yourself into trouble. Many people already dislike you, understand?" The burly man shouted coldly.
"If you don't like me, then don't look. If you clearly don't like me and still want to look, are you crazy?" Long Chen glanced at the burly man, sneered, ignored him, and walked straight ahead.
Passing by Di Feng, Long Chen said coldly, "I'm in a pretty good mood today. Your head will be hung around your neck first. If I'm in a bad mood or in a really good mood one day, I'll come get it." After
saying that, Long Chen couldn't be bothered to look at them again and walked straight ahead. He was here today to exchange treasures and wanted to maintain a beautiful mood.
"You're too arrogant."
The burly man's face darkened. Suddenly, a hand reached straight for Long Chen's shoulder. To his surprise, Long Chen didn't dodge at all and let Long Chen grab his shoulder.
The burly man sneered, thinking Long Chen was nothing special. Just as he was about to throw Long Chen down with force, a large hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and he was involuntarily lifted into the air.
"Boom!"
Long Chen grabbed his wrist and slammed it the ground like a toad. With a loud explosion, a cloud of dust billowed into the air.
The ground was paved with solid blue bricks, reinforced by formations, making it exceptionally solid. But Long Chen's fall was incredibly powerful, and the ground cracked like a spiderweb, rapidly spreading in all directions.
"Pfft!"
The burly man spat blood wildly. He didn't use his spiritual energy nor summon any visions. After all, this place wasn't suitable for a great battle; he just wanted to teach Long Chen a lesson.
But with that over-the-shoulder throw, Long Chen shattered all his bones. In that instant, he didn't even have time to use his energy to protect himself—a single blow severely injured him, clean and decisive.
"I've been arrogant for quite some time, so what? You think you dislike me and want to deal with me? Unfortunately, you don't have the ability. Long Chen sneered.
Playing close combat with Long Chen means he's not afraid of death. All of Long Chen's combat experience comes from fighting on the battlefield. This deputy commander is quite powerful, a third-step expert in the Tongming Realm. To become the deputy commander of the Second Heavenly Dragon Legion, he's definitely a formidable person.
But the Tianlong Legion warriors had fought against foreign races for a long time, so their sparring skills were limited, and their combat experience was much lacking. Fighting someone like this up close to Long Chen was basically asking for death—one strike and he could be knocked down.
The people around stared in shock, their mouths agape. Everything happened so fast that before they could even see clearly, it was already over.
The deputy commander lay there, blood spraying everywhere. Although he didn't die, his injuries were truly terrifying.
Long Chen clapped his hands, seemingly doing a trivial task before leaving. Suddenly, a large group of armored Tianlong warriors surrounded him—hundreds of them. They were clearly all warriors from the Second Tianlong Legion.
"How dare you insult my Second Heavenly Dragon Legion and just want to leave?" A Tianlong warrior shouted sternly.
"Why not leave? Are you going to treat me to a meal? Or are you trying to extort money from us? Long Chen said disdainfully.
At that moment, someone helped the deputy commander up. Soon, he caught his breath and could use his spiritual energy to heal his wounds. The injury looked frightening but not serious, almost instantly recovering.
"Long Chen, you're looking down on the entire Divine Clan. Do you think no one in the Divine Clan can control you?" Di Xin's mother shouted loudly.
Her shout was no big deal; all the Divine Clan experts around turned pale. Long Chen had thrown the deputy commander, and Di Xin's mother was malicious—she was trying to stir up hatred for Long Chen.
Long Chen glanced at Di Xin's mother and shook his head, saying, "Don't play this with me."The trick: I came here to exchange treasures, and the people I drew aren't from your divine clan.
How did it become me provoking you? No wonder you raised such an idiot son as Di Xin. Looks like your contribution is indispensable." Long
Chen couldn't be bothered with her. This woman was no good, but he didn't know her true identity yet. He didn't want to make a scene here, and fighting a shrew would only bring losses.
As Long Chen finished speaking, he was about to leave when suddenly the Tianlong warriors each left their swords, their gleaming tips pointing at Long Chen.
Long Chen's expression instantly darkened as he said coldly, "Anyone who pointed a weapon at me has already gone to another world. If you're in a hurry, I won't mind sending you over right now." Long
Chen's face darkened, a murderous intent slowly surging within him. Unconsciously, his blood began to heat up.
After this tribulation, Long Chen clearly felt his body quietly changing. He became increasingly irritable, more eager to kill, and increasingly uncontrollable.
Therefore, Long Chen rarely made enemies and tried to avoid conflicts. However, there were always some people desperately pushing forward, making Long Chen feel that if he didn't kill them, he would be letting them down.
Especially with this kind of sword, pointing the tip at Long Chen, Long Chen felt his killing intent ignite in that instant. Whether it was himself being enraged or the Dan Emperor memories deep within his soul, Long Chen's killing intent began to spread.
Long Chen stared coldly at those people. These battle-hardened Heavenly Dragon warriors suddenly felt a chill all over. It was as if they were facing not just one person, but a death god, and this death god was wielding the death scythe high, ready to take their lives at any moment.
Unconsciously, their nerves tensed, their scalps tingled, and almost instantly, sweat poured from their foreheads and backs. Their longswords began to tremble, and fear filled their eyes.
In their lives, they had never seen anyone with such intense killing intent. It was as if Long Chen were a soul-stealing envoy who had emerged from hell, whose duty was to harvest lives.
"Gulp"
Many soldiers struggled to swallow their saliva, sweat dripping down their foreheads and dripping onto the ground, smelling the scent of death.
Di Xin's mother saw Long Chen actually intimidate the whole room, a trace of malice flashing in her eyes, and she sneered, "Long Chen, who are you trying to scare?" Could it be that just a little killing intent can scare off the fine sons of our Divine Clan?
Do you think all our warriors of the Divine Clan are useless? I don't believe it. You've come to the Divine Clan's territory and still dare to be so arrogant. Do you dare to kill? With your cultivation, before the divine race, you are nothing but a speck of dust—a wave of your hand and you can annihilate them.
Our Tianlong warriors are real men tempered by blood and fire. Better put away your scaring tactics! "
That's right, you can't scare us. Today we're here. If you don't admit your mistake, don't even think about getting over." The Heavenly Dragon warriors shouted loudly.
No one can stop those who want to die, so let's just fight our way in. Long Chen let out a cold snort in his heart as the Dragon Bone Evil Moon appeared in his hand.
Seeing Long Chen take out the Dragon Bone Evil Moon, a look of schadenfreude appeared on Di Xin's mother's face—her scheme had succeeded.