Long Chen's actions shocked countless people, but Qin Feng and Qi Yu remained calm; they were already used to it.
At this moment, rumbling and explosions rumbled within their bodies, and their blood and energy power reached its peak. They knew this was the true time to cross the tribulation; previously, they had only been taking care of others.
"Boom!"
The heavenly tribulation trembled, and the aura of those ancient thunder corpses surged dramatically, reaching the late Immortal King stage in the blink of an eye.
"Kill!"
Qin Feng and Qi Yu shouted simultaneously, stepping on the void, and actually soared into the clouds to kill those thunderous ancient corpses descending from the sky.
"Boom boom boom... The
two warriors' divine weapons trembled as they moved against the current, their fighting spirit soaring. Facing the endless torrent of ancient corpses, they were fearless and unstoppable, displaying a fierce bravery that moved countless people.
"Such a powerful fighting spirit—they are all true warriors."
Behind Bai Zhantang stood dozens of powerful figures. They were all experts from the War God Hall, and likewise, they were battle-hardened warriors. But seeing Qin Feng and Qi Yu dare to defy the heavens, even they admired their bravery.
The heavenly tribulation is the will of Heaven; it cannot be defied by anyone. That kind of suppression deep within the soul is not something just anyone can withstand.
Normal people would respect the Heavenly Dao; no one would dare to do such a thing. But Qin Feng was different from Qi Yu. They and Long Chen were undergoing tribulations in the mortal realm, and every time they faced off against Heaven's might, they were used to it.
Seeing the two of them swimming against the current, Bai Shishi rushed out as well. The three were swept away by the endless torrent of thunder, slaying the ancient thunder corpses with all their might.
Many of these ancient thunder corpses charged at Long Chen, but before they could get close, they were devoured by countless thunder dragons.
"Ah..."
At that moment, some of the disciples protected in the core area woke up and cried out in pain.
On the thunder chains behind them, runes were forcibly injected into their bodies, the intense pain waking them from their coma.
The thunder dragon devoured those ancient thunder corpses, channeling part of their power to them. In an instant, their skin was torn apart, veins bulging on their foreheads, and the intense pain nearly drove them mad.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, I can't take it anymore! Let me go! I'm going to die... A
disciple cried out in pain, feeling as if he was enduring the cruelest punishment—his body and soul were about to be torn apart.
Everyone was awakened by the intense pain, screaming desperately as if they were mad, but they were all bound by chains and unable to break free.
"Don't worry, you won't die, at most... It can go crazy. "Long Chen shrugged, a bit helpless.
"Ah..."
As the Thunder Dragon continuously infused the power of the Thunder Ancient Corpse into everyone's bodies, they felt as if they were in a purgatory—the pain they had never imagined.
"Boss, I'm done playing. Let me go!"
Bai Xiaole screamed in pain, crying out. He felt that if this continued, he was truly going to die.
But Long Chen ignored everyone's shouts, quietly staring into the void.
Bai Xiaole's mother showed a trace of compassion in her eyes. At this moment, Bai Xiaole's skin was torn open and his eyes nearly bulging, clearly enduring unimaginable pain.
Bai Shishi's mother reached out and held her hand, comforting her: "Don't worry, sister. Long Chen won't let Xiao Le get hurt. If he wants to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly, he must go through the painful struggle inside the cocoon." "
I know... But... Still, I can't help but feel heartache. Bai Xiaole's mother choked up. Everyone understands the reasoning, but that feeling is something others cannot truly experience.
Bai Zhantang gritted his teeth, clenching his fists tightly. Although he had often hit Bai Xiaole before, he always knew his limits. Now, seeing Bai Xiaole like this, his heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife.
Bai Xiaole fainted several times in a row. Just after fainting, he was woken up by the pain. The others were the same, but no matter how much they cried and howled, Long Chen simply ignored them.
Above the void, Bai Shishi could still hold on, while Qin Feng and Qi Yu were already covered in blood, with countless wounds. These late-stage Immortal King corpses had powerful combat experience, unlike the previously rigid ancient corpses—they were all experts.
But the two never retreated; every move they used was a trade-off of injury. Their fierce and ruthless fighting style made even the warriors of the War God Hall tremble with fear.
"I heard that Dean Long Chen's Dragonblood Legion has over ten thousand men. These two are just ordinary soldiers.
It's truly hard to imagine what kind of legion would form if they were all summoned by Dean Long Chen. A powerful figure from the War God Hall couldn't help but sigh.
Qin Feng and Qi Yu's performance shocked everyone. These two were too strong, almost unbelievably strong. Their talent and aptitude weren't particularly strong, but their strength was almost unreasonable.
It was as if they were born for battle, mastering every move with absolute precision. Countless times forced into a desperate situation, yet they always managed to find ways to turn danger into safety, making others break out in cold sweat for them, their hearts pounding in their throats.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the void shattered. A chain wrapped around Qi Yu's waist, pulling him back. At this moment, Qi Yu's body was a bloody mess, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "
Boss, I can still fight."
"No need. Save some strength and guide the power of thunder to nourish your body. Be careful, too much is as bad as too little." Long Chen said.
After a while, Long Chen pulled Qin Feng back as well, asking them to conserve some strength to clear their souls. Once awake, he could summon the power of thunder to temper his body, which would be much more effective than being forced.
Bai Shishi was surrounded by dazzling golden light, her sword energy roaring. She had no idea how many ancient thunderous corpses she had slain. At this moment, her fear of the ghostly aura's aura was gradually fading, and she could now exert her full power.
But there were too many ancient corpses, and her golden power was rapidly being depleted. At this point, it was less than thirty percent, yet she still gritted her teeth and continued to slaughter madly.
She also knew this was a rare opportunity for her, and she wanted to completely erase her fear of the ghost path.
"Buzz!" Suddenly,
the tribulation clouds above the Ninth Heaven roared and surged rapidly, as if drawn by some force.
"Boom!" Suddenly,
the ancient corpses besieging Bai Shishi exploded with a thunderous crash. Long Chen was startled, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.
"Lei Ling'er, devour the thunder."
Countless thunder dragons soared into the sky, devouring the shattered thunder runes. It turned out that after these thunder runes shattered, they flew up into the sky.
The thunder dragon only had time to devour half before the thunder runes flew into the tribulation clouds, which contracted rapidly as the clouds trembled.
The tribulation clouds stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles finally shrank into a human form, and the face of that person began to become clearer.
"It's him"
When that person appeared, Long Chen and Bai Shishi cried out in surprise. The man was holding a long sword, which was exactly the same as the one in Bai Shishi's hand.