Amid the roar of the void, the vanished arena suddenly reappeared—Long Chen and more than sixty Divine Lord Realm experts were all present on the arena.
When they appeared on the ring, their faces showed fear; some even trembled all over. They were scared, but people didn't know why they were afraid.
When the arena appeared, the powerful figures all stopped chasing Long Chen and stood there one by one, dumbfounded.
"Pfft!"
A Divine Lord Realm expert closest to Long Chen was slashed into a cloud of blood mist by a single strike. Amidst the swirling mist, Long Chen's figure slowly appeared.
People were shocked. That Divine Lord realm expert seemed to have suddenly weakened, unable to withstand even Long Chen's blade. What on earth was going on?
"How ... How could this happen? A Divine Lord Realm expert said in terror.
"You mean, why did the arena appear, and why was your cultivation suppressed at the Divine Fire Realm?" Long Chen smiled faintly.
"What?" As soon as Long Chen said this, people could hardly believe their ears.
These Divine Lord realm experts have their cultivation suppressed? They carefully sensed it, and sure enough, the pressure from the Divine Lords around them had completely disappeared.
Their cultivation was suppressed to the Divine Fire Realm, no wonder they were so fearful. Within the Divine Fire Realm, who could possibly be a match for Long Chen?
"Do you still remember when Ku Wuya and Bai Shishi were fiercely battling, I stood before the barrier and that eye appeared?
That eye was the soul of the ancient arena's artifact. It was a battle soul from the ancient era, but was mistakenly manipulated and sealed within this arena, powerless and unusable, left to be buried like this.
It said to make a deal with me: I would shatter the arena, destroy the binding immortal pattern, and it would be free.
The price is, it will help me make a move. Originally, I wanted to use it against stronger enemies and didn't want to waste it on you idiots. That's why I warned you beforehand."
Unfortunately, you're all so foolish, thinking I'm just trying to scare you. Those who don't know respect are always fools. If that's the case, then don't blame Third Master for being ruthless. Long
Chen snorted coldly, slashing down with his long blade. The Divine Lord-level experts roared and joined forces to resist. While their weapons remained unharmed, their bodies were shattered by the terrifying strike.
With an ordinary strike, more than a dozen Divine Lord-level experts were killed. With their cultivation suppressed, they appeared so weak in front of Long Chen.
"Long Chen, don't kill us. We're willing to serve you, willing to ..."
Pfft, puff, puff...
Unfortunately, Long Chen gave them no chance. Wherever the long blade passed, no one could stop him. Those once lofty Divine Lord Realm experts were killed in cries of ghosts and wolves, some even knelt and wept, begging Long Chen for mercy, but all they got in return was a merciless strike.
On the arena, Long Chen wielded a long blade, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, reaping lives with his heart. This was not a battle, it was a massacre.
Previously, so many of them were chasing Long Chen alone, and retribution came too quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was Long Chen's turn to hunt them down.
This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned. Seeing those Divine Lord realm experts pleading desperately and showing no dignity as true powerhouses, they couldn't help but feel endless emotion.
What lofty powerhouse? Isn't he so worthless in the face of death? As Long Chen said, the knife only hurts when it cuts at oneself; life only becomes precious when it is taken away.
Those powerful figures who hold the power of life and death are even worse than the weak when they become prisoners.
"Puff puff puff..."
"Ah..."
"No..."
"Please, don't kill me...."
No matter how much they pleaded, Long Chen kept slashing one by one. The arena was only so large, and they couldn't escape. The blood of Divine Lord-level experts stained the arena red—a shocking sight.
For every time Long Chen killed a Divine Lord realm expert, he would obtain a treasured artifact—his trophy.
"Pfft"
When the last Divine Lord realm expert was killed, the arena trembled slightly, and a transparent figure appeared before Long Chen—it was none other than Long Chen.
"Our agreement is fulfilled. No one owes anyone anymore." Long Chen, transformed from the arena, spoke.
"Of course, neither of us owes anyone anything, but I still have to thank you. These sixty-seven old Divine Lords killed so satisfily, so satisfyingly, even my mood improved. It felt like I saw the sunshine again."
Long Chen laughed heartily, but his mood was excellent. After a fierce killing, he found that the dark power had weakened and no longer eroded his mind. He was like a person trapped in a prison who had finally broken free. The wonderful feeling was beyond words.
As for the soul of the ancient arena's artifact, Long Chen felt it was an extremely terrifying existence. Using it to kill these Divine Lord Realm experts was like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, but he had to admit, it was exhilarating—everything was worth it.
Long Chen, transformed from the arena, nodded, his body slowly merging into the void, and then vanished without a trace.
Long Chen turned his head, pressed the black long blade against his shoulder, his eyes scanning as he sneered, "
The Ancient Arena has left. I'm missing one trump card. If you think now is the best time to pick up a bargain, come over and see if Third Master has any other trump cards."
With the help of the Ancient Arena, Long Chen slaughtered the group of Divine Lord-level experts like chickens, making them wail and howl, shocking the entire arena. Those were Divine Lord-level experts, the backbone of ordinary sects. If they weren't real chickens, they would be killed just like that—who wouldn't be terrified?
Who would have thought that Long Chen would collude with the Ancient Arena, conspiring to cheat people, and in one fell swoop, more than sixty Divine Lord Realm experts would be killed? This was just too terrifying!
Long Chen kept playing his trump cards. Not to mention his true strength during fierce battles with Gui Yun and Ku Wuya, just using the primal true feather to block Empuda's divine power, forcing Empuda to watch his beloved disciple be killed before his eyes. How terrifying was that?
Just now, he used the soul of the ancient arena's artifact to destroy it, break its restrictions, and restore its freedom as a treaty, allowing it to help kill a group of Divine Lord-level experts. This method was truly chilling; no one expected there would be no defenses at all.
At this moment, Long Chen was covered in blood. His already tattered black robe had been half severed, leaving only half his arm exposed. He looked a bit disheveled, yet appeared so arrogant, domineering, and unrestrained.
Moreover, most of the blood on Long Chen's body was that of a Divine Lord realm expert, slowly dripping down his robe, a shocking sight.
Faced with Long Chen's cold and proud gaze, the Divine Lord Realm experts present didn't dare to move. They were afraid, and even developed a fear toward a mere Divine Fire Realm rookie.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Long Chen shouted sharply. His divine ring lit up, dragon scales covered his entire body, and the divine fire ignited in an instant. A violent aura burst forth, and he slashed down with a blade toward the void behind him.
The void burst open, and a figure wielding a dagger appeared. People were shocked:
"Blood Killing Hall Divine Lord-level assassin?"