Long Chen was covered in hundreds of wounds, blood gushing out, and even blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"So his aura was released because he couldn't control so much power and had to leak it."
Seeing Long Chen like this, countless powerful figures immediately understood the inexplicable words Long Chen had said earlier.
Previously, when Long Chen fought, because his body couldn't hold up, he released a large amount of power outside his body, wasting it to reduce physical damage.
After repeated injuries and tests, he felt his body could control these powers, so he locked them inside. This instantly caused his strength to surge, but in return, he would hurt his enemy a thousand times but lose eight hundred himself.
"So what he said was true, not to scare anyone. Oh my god, what kind of technique is he cultivating? How can he possess such terrifying power?"
"I heard his cultivation method was self-created, combining the ancient Seven Absolute Mysterious Yang Technique and the Galaxy Sky Technique. Since these are fragments, many aspects were created by him himself, and his path has already transcended the scope of these two methods." Someone had investigated Long Chen's background and had some understanding of him.
"Long Chen really is a peerless genius. But no matter how strong his technique is, he can't control it. Hurting the enemy a thousand times but harming himself eight hundred is always at risk of losing his life. Sigh... No one knows how far his path can go. An elder lamented for Long Chen, clearly not optimistic about this path of self-creation.
"He was able to win the championship at the Dao Debate Conference, his Dao techniques are profound. Perhaps he really can carve out his own path. We can only wait and see."
Seeing Long Chen covered in blood, dripping endlessly, countless people sighed in their hearts. The impression Long Chen had left on them was overwhelming. But with such terrifying power and such terrifying backlash, how much longer could he hold out? You have to know, even if you defeat Ku Wuya, there's still Gui Yun right next to you.
Although Long Chen's strike shocked the heavens, the battle remained uncertain. Neither side had a clear advantage, and no one could see the outcome in sight. Everyone's nerves remained tense.
The disciples of Lingxiao Academy stopped shouting; none dared to utter a sound, afraid their voices would disturb Long Chen.
Zhong Ling and Zhong Xiu were especially teary-eyed, looking at Long Chen, covered in blood, their faces full of heartache, but unable to help at all.
Inside the arena, Mu Qingyun covered her cherry lips with her delicate hand, tears streaming down uncontrollably. She didn't want to see Long Chen fight so desperately; that feeling was heartbreaking.
Luo Bing and the others clenched their fists, staring intently at the arena, their palms drenched in sweat, so nervous they seemed unable to sense their own presence.
"Cough!"
Ku Wuya spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with shriveled fragments of internal organs.
"Long Chen, I didn't expect you to have this move. Very good. Let me see how much blood you can shed." Seeing Long Chen covered in blood, Ku Wuya's face was filled with a cruel grin.
"My blood will never run dry. But you, you shouldn't have treated her like that. You shouldn't have used her to provoke me. Don't make me angry, because when I get angry, the heavens and earth will be overturned, heaven and earth will be upside down, all paths will collapse, bones will pile up like mountains, and rivers of blood will flow..."
Hearing Long Chen's words, Bai Shishi bit her cherry lips lightly, a misty layer of her eyes appearing. She tried hard not to let her tears fall: He was lying, he just wanted to move me. He was good at lying, and I wouldn't fall for it.
Long Chen's eyes turned cold as he murmured. The black long blade in his hand slowly pointed toward the sky. His voice was icy cold, like a curse from a heavenly demon, or like a divine decree. Hearing Long Chen's words, people seemed to see a world of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. A sense of fear pierced deep into their souls.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, Long Chen's black long blade roared and thundered. A blade shadow shot skyward, piercing through the chain barrier and piercing into the sky, shattering clouds in all directions.
"What?"
"The chain barrier has been pierced?"
"What kind of trick is this?"
People saw a sky-piercing blade pierce through the clouds, piercing the chain barrier that had endured countless impacts yet remained unbreakable. In that instant, everyone stood up.
"Stop researching. Everyone on the same line, run away."
A Divine Lord realm expert sensed danger and shouted loudly. Whether inside or outside the arena, spectators, anyone facing Long Chen immediately rushed to both sides.
Ku Wuya was terrified. He was locked onto by a terrifying force, unable to move. In the face of that blade, he appeared so weak, his heart filled with the threat of death. Even this Immortal King body could not protect him.
"Gui Yun, come quickly, or if I die, you die too. Let's join forces, whether it's the champion or Long Chen's life, it's yours." Ku Wuya shouted. At this moment, he no longer cared about his pride or hatred. In the face of death, there was nothing he couldn't let go of.
"The First Form of Heaven Creation"
At that moment, Long Chen shouted sharply, like thunder shaking the heavens, changing the color of heaven and earth. The blade shadow slashed down swiftly. Under countless horrified gazes, the chain barrier collapsed before the great blade. The blade shadow sliced through the chain barrier like a bamboo knife, slashing straight toward Ku Wuyai.
This strike shook heaven and earth; the stars and rivers of the heavens trembled, myriad paths wailed, and an invincible will surged, as if it wanted to split the entire world apart.
"Master, be merciful, grant me divine power and protect me."
Gui Yun was struggling to make a difficult choice, but ultimately chose to act. He prayed, and within the visions behind him, Empuda's figure trembled. Endless divine radiance shone on him, his aura surging, his whole being radiating a radiance like the sun, as if coated in gold powder. The divine radiance of the Realm King surrounded him, and he appeared beside Ku Wuya.
Ku Wuya was overjoyed. He roared in anger and spat out a mouthful of blood. A strange phenomenon rose behind him, and countless phantoms appeared—billions of corpse monsters, surging into his body like rivers and seas.
Ku Wuya's shriveled body suddenly swelled, seeming to become flesh and blood. The dim runes on his body lit up. He swung half of his spiked club and joined forces with Gui Yun to block Long Chen's strike.
"Rumble... Long
Chen slashed down, cleaving heaven and earth. Wherever the blade passed, countless paths shattered. The inner and outer arenas floating around the arena were severed by this strike. The barrier raised by the platform was as fragile as bubbles before that strike, completely ineffective.
Wherever the blade shadow passed, it swept through the wood. The arena was severed, tables and chairs turned to nothingness. Those who had been seated there were all terrified. If not for the warnings from the Divine Lord realm experts, they would have stupidly sat there and would have had no time to escape.
"Boom!"
The blade shadow slashed toward Gui Yun and Ku Wuyai. Both fought with all their might. With a loud explosion, the strange phenomenon they had manifested shattered. The strike did not stop, breaking through the entire chain barrier. After one strike, the barrier was utterly destroyed. In the world, only fragments of the collapsing Heavenly Dao danced. The strike shook the heavens, causing gods and ghosts to retreat, ascending to heaven and earth, unable to resist.
Looking at the shattered fragments of the arena, the entire arena fell silent.