The powerful figure nailed to the cross wooden pillar, bound with chains all over his body, had just appeared. The six stars inside Long Chen began to tremble on their own, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The man was nine feet tall, with long hair draped over his shoulders. His body was not sturdy, but he gave off an impression of strength capable of shaking the heavens.
His entire body was nailed to the wooden pillar by hundreds of steel nails, each covered in runes, radiating a powerful pressure.
Besides steel nails, there were handcuffs and shackles. Besides these shackles, dozens of chains as thick as arms tightly bound his entire body.
He was covered in wounds, flesh turned out, but no blood flowed out. His blood had been drained dry, almost becoming a corpse.
But as soon as he appeared, countless people cried out in shock. His aura was terrifying. He was a Divine Lord realm expert, but the pressure he exerted was almost equal to that of a Realm King.
Moreover, this man exuded an intense aura of slaughter, like a life-stealing demon god from hell. Just one glance at him made one's soul tremble.
"Such a terrifying body, blood drained dry, yet still possessing such pressure. Who exactly is he? What exactly is the Saint Pill Hall planning? Lei Yun'er looked at the man with a face full of shock. This time, the Divine Lord Immortal Realm had begun, and it seemed different from before.
"Crack!"
The man suddenly moved. He lifted his head, and the chains on his body tensed up. The half-step Realm King experts around him involuntarily stepped back, their faces full of fear.
Even though he was tied up, he still inspired fear. When the man looked up, people saw that he was not very old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a full beard, and although his eyes had lost their luster, he still exuded an imposing presence.
The man swept his gaze over the people around him, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Crack, crack, crack... The
chains around him began to tighten slowly, and a powerful force seemed to pull him down, forcing him to lower his head. He seemed to want to resist, but was too powerless to resist, and in the end, he lowered his head.
"How wonderful, to be able to see other living Nine Star heirs in my lifetime—I, Bayan, can die without regret." Suddenly, a voice echoed in Long Chen's mind.
That Nine Star successor transmitted a message to him, not a soul transmission, but through the Fengfu Star as a medium. This voice could only be heard among the Nine Star successors.
"I won't let you die, I promise." Long Chen clenched his fists. As fellow Nine Star successors, he absolutely would not allow him to die before his eyes. Even if it meant risking his life, he would fight to the end.
"You can't save me. They have drained my essence and blood, shattered my Purple Palace Star, and I don't have much time left." The Nine-Star successor transmitted his voice, his voice filled with joy, seemingly unconcerned about his own life or death. It seemed that seeing Long Chen made him no longer care about his own life.
"There must be a way."
Long Chen's heart pounded wildly. Sure enough, after advancing to the Divine Lord Realm, he condensed the seventh star, the Purple Palace.
But with the Zique Star shattered, Long Chen didn't know if it would threaten his life. Even if he saved him, he feared he would never be able to cultivate again.
"You don't need to comfort me. As the great successor of the Nine Stars, I knew this day would come all along.
But I hate it so much. As a successor of the Nine Stars, I made no contribution to the Nine Star lineage and died like this. I can't accept it.
Brother, I've seen several Nine-Star successors, but unfortunately, they're all dead. All I can do is avenge them. You're the only living Nine-Star heir I've ever met.
Moreover, in you, I sense an aura different from all of us Nine Star successors. You might be an anomaly among them.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that you can hide and avoid being discovered. That's good—don't reveal yourself, work hard to grow, and fulfill the ultimate mission of our Nine Star lineage. The voice of the Nine Star successor was filled with excitement and anticipation.
"Some things are better left to discuss later. I'm about to make a move. While the Realm King hasn't arrived yet, I'm fully confident I'll rescue you." Long Chen had already begun secretly gathering his strength.
"Idiot, as the successor of the Nine Stars, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
The voice of the Nine-Star successor turned into an angry roar: "My seventh star has shattered, I've become a cripple. Do you think I still have the face to barely survive in this world?"
Would I risk dragging the other Nine Star heirs down because I'm afraid of dying? Do you know how lucky it is that you can hide your identity? If you were exposed for saving me, even if I died ten thousand times, could I ever clear my sins? The
Nine-Star successor was tied to a rack, trembling all over. Clearly, he was extremely angry at this moment. His anger stemmed from Long Chen's determination to save him.
"Are you really going to just let me watch you die like this? They pulled you out to assert their authority. Long Chen shouted angrily, watching him get killed right before his eyes—how could he possibly do that?
"Do you know that the Nine Star successors spread across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and under the watchful eyes of the Great Brahma Heaven, how many can truly grow up?"
Do you know how many brutal battles I've endured to get to where I am today, how many times I've endured humiliation and bear heavy burdens? I once watched helplessly as other Nine-Star successors were besieged and unable to provide aid.
If I can endure it, why can't you? Even if you save me, so what? To save a cripple, would he risk himself?
Your goal isn't to save me, but to kill that scoundrel from Brahma, understand? The Nine-Star successor roared angrily.
Long Chen gritted his teeth and said nothing. He didn't know what to say. He was always decisive and ruthless, but at this moment, he didn't know what to do.
"Brother, I understand how you feel, because I went through it myself. But you must remember, don't use a useful body to do useless things.
If you really want to help me, then after I die, help me avenge you, take down the Great Brahma, and kill all his lackeys. The Nine Star successor's tone suddenly softened:
"Promise me, don't make a move. If you do, you'll fall right into their trap."
I've never asked anyone in my life. This is the first and last time in my life, and I hope you'll agree to it. Long
Chen was momentarily distraught. Among the Nine Star successors, there was a special bond. Even at their first meeting, there was a sense of closeness like brothers through life and death.
Watching Long Chen die helplessly was an unbearably torturous ordeal for him.
"Alright, I promise you. I'll avenge you." In the end, Long Chen could only agree, his heart filled with bitterness.
He knew this Nine-Star successor was proud, and saving him would only make him suffer more. He wanted to preserve the last shred of dignity.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, three elderly figures appeared on the high platform. Someone exclaimed, "
The Hall Master of the Saint Pill Hall and the two deputy hall masters have both appeared."