The dagger was pitch black, without any pressure or sharpness, yet it pierced through Galo's golden armor, piercing through his back and protruding from his chest.
The divine light on the golden armor had been flickering, releasing divine might. Not only did it not only touch it, but even approaching the radiance would cause it to be blasted away by the aura of the Divine Venerable.
But before this pitch-black dagger, it seemed to lose all its powers. It was instantly pierced by the dagger, and its golden light slowly faded away.
At the same time, Galo's entire body turned black, as if under a curse. His life force withered rapidly, just like Long Chen had been stabbed years ago.
At that time, Long Chen had nearly exhausted all the life force in the chaotic space just to barely survive. This time, Galo was terrified; all his cultivation was sealed, and he had no strength left.
Everyone's mouths hung open in disbelief as they stared at Long Chen behind Galo. Long Chen's long hair fluttered, his robes fluttered, and his face was cold and indifferent.
"A disciple of the Great Brahma Heaven, nothing special. Do you still question what I said now?" Long Chen felt the rapidly draining life force within Galo and spoke calmly.
No one understood better than him how terrifying it was to be stabbed by this dagger. That feeling was something he never wanted to experience again in his life.
Only now did Galo realize his intuition hadn't deceived him. When Long Chen lunged at him earlier, even though Long Chen was already at the end of his rope, he still felt as if death was approaching.
He developed the urge to escape immediately, thinking it was just his imagination, but now he understood—his intuition was right.
"Don't kill me... Galo's
face was pale, fear flashing in his eyes. At this moment, his life was in Long Chen's hands.
Seeing Galo subdued, Liao Bencang was both shocked and furious, shouting loudly, "Long Chen, release Galo! He is a disciple of the Brahma Heavenly God Lord and a descendant of the Asura, carrying the blood of the Asura clan. If you kill him, the Divine Lord will be furious, the Asura Clan will descend, and all of you will die without a grave..."
"Fool."
Hearing Liao Bencang's loud shout, Empuda's face changed dramatically. This guy's mind is full of crap, threatening Long Chen at a time like this.
"Pfft"
Before Liao Bencang could finish, a bolt of lightning shot from the back of Jialuo's head from Long Chen's left hand, emerging from his brow. After the lightning passed, Jialuo's body stiffened, his corpse slowly collapsing to the ground, and the soul fire instantly vanished.
Originally, he thought that with Galo's cultivation, he had a chance to escape his physical body and spirit.
However, this was not an ordinary attack; the dagger contained a terrifying force that trapped his soul inside his body, preventing him from escaping.
Originally, Empuda and Liao Bencang, seeing that Jialuo's primordial spirit hadn't left, thought he was reluctant to part with this body and wanted to negotiate with Long Chen. But unexpectedly, it wasn't that he wouldn't escape—he couldn't escape.
"Thud!"
Galo's corpse fell to the ground. The sound was not loud, but on the silent battlefield, it shook people more than thunder.
A terrifying genius famed for countless years, disciple of the Brahma Heavenly Divine Lord, adorned with countless dazzling halos, a terrifying existence admired by many, yet he died just like that.
"What's wrong with the Great Brahma? So what about the Asura Clan? So what if you die without a grave?
If you're dead, who cares where you're buried? The day I, Long Chen, stepped into the cultivation world, life no longer mattered to me.
If I live, I will live with dignity; if I die, I will choose to die with great passion.
You may not know, but I, Long Chen, have never faced any threat. Since you want my life, be prepared to bear my wrath. Long Chen slowly sheathed the dagger, his eyes fixed coldly on Empuda and Liao Bencang's twisted faces.
"Long Chen... Liao
Bencang roared, his hair standing on end. He was about to go mad with rage. Galo was dead—he was a disciple of the Great Brahma Heaven, a special disciple. Now, they had caused a huge disaster.
Liao Bencang's face twisted, and all his strength erupted instantly. He took a step forward and appeared right in front of Long Chen.
"Boom!"
Just as he made his move, the crowd, already ready to strike, attacked simultaneously. Bai Zhantang, Bai Shishi, all the experts from the War God Hall, and five Underworld Realm Kings all attacked. With so many attacking simultaneously, Liao Bencang didn't even have a chance to act and was killed instantly.
The group killed Liao Bencang in one strike. When they were about to kill Empuda, they found Empuda had already disappeared.
"No need to look for him. This guy is extremely cunning. Liao Bencang is just an idiot and was used. Liao Bencang distracted our line of sight, and Enpuda took the opportunity to escape." Long Chen waved his hand, signaling everyone not to look for it.
Jialuo was dead, the Nine Nether Rakshasa was tortured to the point of nearly half a life by Long Chen, Liao Bencang's Dharma Body was destroyed, and the endless evil demons, deep-sea demons, and the powerful members of the Demon-Eyed Water Lily clan were all wiped out. Although Empuda escaped, it was still a brilliant victory.
"Dean, the Nether Qi has invaded, and our foundation has begun to be corroded." Master Yunyang said anxiously.
It turned out that the formation had been shattered, the foundation stone had also been damaged, and it was in a state of extreme weakness. Under the erosion of the Nether Qi, if the foundation stone was too heavily eroded, it would be at risk of destruction.
Before Long Chen could speak, the Underworld Realm King hurriedly said, "Lord Long Chen, I'm truly sorry. We are useless and didn't help you. If Lord Heavenly King finds out, we will ... Sigh..."
At this point, his face was full of shame. "Please, Lord Long Chen, please don't blame me." As
that person spoke, someone had already begun ordering the underworld army to withdraw from the Immortal Realm, and at the same time collect the corpses of the Underworld experts to prevent them from being tainted by the immortal spirit energy here.
"Not at all. If it weren't for you all this time, Lingxiao Academy would have suffered heavy casualties. You could say you helped me a great favor.
No need for formalities, but I, Long Chen, will keep this favor in mind. If there's a chance in the future, I'll share a drink and chat with you all." Long Chen cupped his fists and said.
Hearing Long Chen say this, the group was instantly overjoyed. After waving goodbye to Long Chen, they immediately left the Immortal Realm and quickly sealed off the passage.
Empuda's tactics were extremely sinister. This passage could only be repaired from the Underworld. Fortunately, they arrived, or else the Seventh Academy would truly be doomed.
"Huh?" What about Galo's corpse? "Bai Xiaole suddenly shouted, and only then did everyone realize that Jialuo's body had disappeared."
"What's wrong?" You hate him so much—are you planning to whip his corpse or just make soup? Long Chen laughed, and with that smile, the others laughed too.
It turned out that before leaving, Empuda had also collected Galo's corpse. Although Bai Xiaole hated Galo, since the person was dead, he truly had no interest in whipping the corpse.
"First, restore the foundation stone, and repair the teleportation array. Request support from the main institute. Damn it, keep rebuilding the Seventh Branch." Long Chen looked at the already shattered academy, his heart bleeding.
"Notify Zheng Wenlong. This time, I'm going to build the strongest branch courtyard."
PS: Today's four chapters have all been delivered...