That demon clan powerhouse erupted with pressure, as if heaven and earth were about to be torn apart by his pressure. Black mist churned, the sky resonated, and at that moment, he seemed to be the master of heaven and earth.
"Wasn't it said that beings from the Dark World, upon arriving in the Immortal Realm, would be suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth? How could his aura be so terrifying? A powerful Immortal King looked at the demon clan expert with a face full of terror.
The aura of that demon clan expert made their souls tremble. Judging by his aura alone, his strength far surpassed that of these Immortal King Realm experts.
"It seems they came prepared. The demonic energy released by the spatial gate altered the laws, temporarily freeing him from the suppression of the Heavenly Dao and allowing him to exert his full power. Now this is probably going to be trouble. This Rainbow Flame must not be taken by the dark beings, or it will be a catastrophe for the human race." Someone is praying.
"Isn't there anyone else among the human powerhouses who steps forward? Is Long Chen really going to face the dark beings alone? Seeing
other human powerhouses like turtles hiding in their heads, secretly absorbing the Seven-Colored Qiong Flowers, people were greatly disappointed.
At this moment, everyone should unite against the enemy and deal with the dark creatures first, drive them away. In the end, as long as the Rainbow Flame falls into human hands, it will be a good thing.
But people are selfish. After witnessing the terror of the demon clan, no one wants to be the first to be the first to be the first to make money; everyone wants to quietly get rich and watch others make a fuss.
So when Long Chen stepped forward, not only did no one step forward to help, but many people wore mocking expressions on their faces.
The void roared, heaven and earth trembled, and the pressure of the demon clan powerhouse grew stronger and stronger, seemingly containing endless power that crushed a world.
Long Chen carried the bone blade, looking at him calmly. Although he was alone, he was fearless and fearless, his long hair flying, his black robe fluttering, like a god looking down upon eternity, looking down on all the heroes of the heavens.
"Remember my name: Moyan, descendant of the great Moko clan, possessing the most noble bloodline of the Winged Demon Clan.
My ancestors once slaughtered countless human warriors, and I will inherit their blade and continue to slay you lowly races. The demon clan expert shouted to the sky, revealing his true name.
When they heard about the Moke clan, countless elder Immortal King experts turned pale. Historically, the Moke clan was notorious fiends, the nightmare of the human race. The blood of humans killed by the Moke clan could fill the entire sea of demons.
"Bastard! He's actually from the Moke clan. We absolutely can't let him leave alive." A powerful warrior roared; the Moke clan was stained with human blood, and this hatred penetrated to their souls.
"So it's the Winged Demon Clan. What a fateful encounter." Hearing Mo Yan introduce himself, Long Chen was a bit surprised. He hadn't expected that the person before him was actually a member of the Wing Demon Clan.
And he truly had an unbreakable connection with the Wing Demon Clan. However, Mo Yan's aura was very different from the Wing Demon Clan's—it turned out he was from the royal family.
"No need to reveal your name. I'm too lazy to remember the people I killed." Long Chen carried the bone knife, the back of the blade flicking lightly on his shoulder as he spoke calmly.
"Hahaha,"
Mo Yan laughed loudly, "Very good, I just like arrogant people. Killing like this makes it even more interesting."
I announce my name not for you, but for all humans, because in the near future, this name will become your nightmare.
This name will become your deadly demon, making you restless and restless. When you close your eyes, you feel the call of death. When you are alone, you feel as if my eyes are watching you from behind..."
Moyan's voice is like the curse of the Blood Demon. Hearing it, it involuntarily brings to mind terrifying images, as if there is an invisible giant hand , grabbing their hearts, clutching their souls, as if trapped in a nightmare.
Some of the less powerful prodigies heard Mo Yan's voice. Their faces turned pale, and they covered their ears with their hands. Unconsciously, they had fallen into an illusion, struggling to resist.
Yuxuan, who was beside Qi Yu, trembled all over, her face full of terror. She was affected as well.
Qi Yu placed his large hand on Yu Xuan's back, smiling and comforting her, "Senior Sister, don't be afraid. With the boss here, he can't stir up much trouble. This kind of demonic sound that invades the soul is just a bluff." Fear
comes from deep within the soul. Mo Yan was building momentum for himself, first planting fear into people's hearts, making it easier for him to deal with it. This was a kind of psychological attack.
With Qi Yu's comfort, Yu Xuan felt much better. Although they had only been together for a year, she knew Qi Yu very well. Qi Yu never boasted and was the person she trusted most.
"Smack"—
just as Mo Yan was babbling nonstop and casting his soul technique, a sharp slap landed sharply on Mo Yan's face.
"Spoiling your flaws, never stopping, huh?" Long Chen appeared before Mo Yan like a ghost. With a slap, Mo Yan was sent flying under the shocked gazes of countless people. The demon clan powerhouses behind him couldn't dodge in time, and the demon army was pierced through. Along the way, countless demon warriors were struck into a mist of blood by Mo Yan.
With a single palm strike, it shook the heavens. Long Chen held the bone blade in his right hand, while his left hand hovered in midair. A transparent ripple spread across his palm, creating a sonic boom that struck Mo Yan's face.
With a single slap, it seemed the whole world fell silent. Everything happened so suddenly—the once arrogant and terrifying powerhouse was sent flying by Long Chen's slap, leaving people utterly shocked.
This slap pierced through the void, and a passage built from the blood of demon clan experts continued to slowly spread. At the end of the passage, the void cracked in large areas, as if a mirror had been shattered.
Mo Yan forcibly steadied himself, causing the void behind him to shatter. The force of this slap exceeded anyone's imagination.
"Could it be that your demon clan skills are just for scaring people?" Long Chen slapped Mo Yan away, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Although he appeared cold on the surface, Long Chen was secretly overjoyed. He had found a way to transform the power of the Heavenly Dao, and could finally use it to bless himself without being harmed by backlash.
The feeling of being recognized by the Heavenly Dao was truly wonderful. Wherever his thoughts went, the Heavenly Dao followed. Almost everyone possessed abilities he lacked, but now he did. The destructive power of the Heavenly Dao merging with his own power far exceeded his expectations.
At this moment, Long Chen radiated an invincible will. Now, he feared no powerful opponent; since cultivating, he had never felt so good.
It was like a sealed dragon finally breaking free, free and at ease, with nothing left to restrain him.
"Today, I'll make it clear here. The Rainbow Flame belongs to me. If anyone disagrees, come and try."
Long Chen shouted sharply, and suddenly the divine ring behind him opened. The moment the ring opened, the countless seven-colored jade flowers surged rapidly and were absorbed by the ring. In that instant, all the strong fighters vying for the Rainbow Flame had bloodshot eyes.