One by one, warriors wearing the Heavenly Dao King crown and clad in golden dragon armor charged forward like drawn blades, carrying the blood of the Heaven-Breaking Heaven. At that moment, heaven and earth changed color because of their terrifying killing intent.
"Pfft!"
A creature that had just approached the Golden Dragon Scale was instantly split in two by a Dragonblood Warrior's sword, blood staining the sky.
"Kill!"
He howled to the sky, as if returning to the Tianwu Continent, battling Long Chen in all directions. The Dragon Blood Warrior had returned, and the long-silent passion was reignited.
The fighting spirit hidden deep in their hearts erupted like a volcano, and their thirst for blood and slaughter spread rapidly. They were born for battle, and only through battle could they find the true meaning of life and rediscover their true selves.
Each of them was a warrior tempered by countless trials, but after ascending to the Immortal Realm, they seemed like divine weapons stained with dust, their halberds crushed and sunk into the sand, their brilliance buried under their breath.
Their days away from Long Chen were far from easy; each endured countless pains, struggling at the very bottom of the cultivation world, struggling to survive.
Ascending to the Immortal Realm, they seemed to be beaten back to their original selves, as if returning to the days before they met Long Chen—a life filled with exclusion, torment, and tragedy, full of endless hardships and thorns.
The brilliance Long Chen once bestowed upon them can no longer be seen. Their talent and aptitude in the Immortal Realm can only be described as the most ordinary.
But one thing Long Chen taught them was something they would always remember: the most basic quality of a strong person to become stronger.
No matter when, they will give their all to become stronger. If they have no resources or talent, they fight desperately; if there are no opportunities, they create. They never wait passively, never make excuses for laziness, never yield to harsh reality, and certainly never give up out of despair.
To reunite with the Dragonblood Legion, they trained day and night, never daring to slack off for a moment. Even if their talent and talent were average, they still exchanged their blood for their status.
Endless pain and hardship not only failed to crush them, but instead made them stronger and sharper. They were like dragons trapped in a dive, working hard in secret, waiting for the right opportunity.
Now, they had finally found their chance. The rust on the blade had peeled away, and the divine weapon had finally shone with its sharpest brilliance. After years of grinding, they had been spiritually transformed, and now, with the blessings of Dragon Blood and the Heavenly Dao King Crown, they instantly wielded power beyond even their imagination.
"Kill!"
The Dragonblood warriors roared to the sky together, their voices shaking the heavens. The stars of the heavens trembled because of their overwhelming fighting spirit—a roar that unsettled even the gods and demons of the heavens.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
The Dragonblood warriors charged forward, and the creatures charging at them were torn to pieces like sheep among tigers, some stumbling corpses and some weapons.
The shattered weapons all belonged to these Dragonblood warriors. Most of them were in poor shape, and the weapons in their hands were not good goods, completely no match for those elite warriors.
But even if the weapons were shattered, they still had the Dragon Blood Battle Body and dragon scales for protection. They possessed the strongest armor, able to fight divine weapons barehanded and smash the opponent's weapons directly.
That feeling of violent killing made the Dragon Blood warriors passionate, and the invincible feeling of dominating back then returned to their true form.
The Dragonblood warriors fought barehanded, yet none could withstand a single strike. The violent power left Guo Ran and Xia Chen both shocked and delighted, their hearts surging. The Dragonblood Legion was finally about to return, and once returned, it would no longer be the First Legion of Tianwu, but the First Legion of the Nine Heavens.
One after another, Dragonblood warriors sped over from afar. They all woke from their seclusion, condensing the Heavenly Dao King Crown and the Dragonblood Battle Body, joining the fray.
one hundred ... two hundred ... Three hundred ... As more and more Dragonblood warriors joined, the assault of those beings was stopped, and within less than a hundred li of the Golden Dragon Scale, they blocked the way.
The number of Dragonblood warriors grew, and the creatures who came upon hearing the news gathered more and more. Wave after wave sped forward, clearly having exhausted resources in each treasure land, planning to come here to seize them again.
These beings came from all races, a mix of fish and dragons; some groups numbered only a few hundred, while others numbered tens of thousands.
When these beings saw the dragon, they immediately rushed over to seize their position and absorb the chaotic energy. But when they saw the golden dragon scales where Long Chen was and the chaotic energy soaring into the sky, they suddenly went mad, surging toward them like a tide.
"Form a defensive formation!"
Xia Chen shouted sharply, directing everyone to form a defensive formation. These beings were practically insane, charging forward recklessly, as if willing to risk their lives to bite off a piece of Long Chen's flesh.
"Boss... Xia
Chen and Guo Ran finally noticed that the dragon scales Long Chen was sitting on were rapidly shrinking, shrinking to about a zhang in diameter. At the same time, the scales started to curve upward, slowly wrapping Long Chen around him, eventually forming an egg-shaped shape.
The egg was semi-transparent, revealing countless golden thread-like tubes that extended into Long Chen's body. His flesh also became semi-transparent, and a rune on the dragon scale slowly shattered, transforming into countless tiny rune fragments that surged into Long Chen's body.
Seeing the rune fragment, Xia Chen's heart raced: This must be the dragon scale master's divine ability rune. If the boss absorbs it, he can control the dragon scale master's divine power.
At the same time, Xia Chen finally understood why these beings were so frenzied. If Long Chen's eggshell was broken, those runes would become ownerless and could be fought over at will.
As long as dragon scales aren't fools, they know their origins are astonishing. Their life runes, if obtained, can transform a person and defy fate. How could they not go mad?
On the golden eggshell, there were eight runes in total. Long Chen was currently absorbing the first rune, but the process was very slow. Because of this, these beings' eyes turned red.
"This is trouble. If this keeps up, the enemy will only grow." Guo Ran watched as tens of thousands of powerful warriors were frantically breaking through the Dragonblood Warriors' blockade. Although the Dragonblood Warriors' defenses were now impregnable, it still caused concern.
As time passed, more and more people would arrive, and the strength would grow. Moreover, among the surrounding crowd, many remained on the sidelines. Among them were many terrifying powerhouses, clearly waiting for an opportunity. If the Dragonblood Legion could no longer hold out, they would strike immediately.
What worried them most was that Ji Wuming, Shi Yang, and Weng Tianyao were far away, forming hand seals. The Heavenly Dao King Crown behind their heads was gradually taking shape and could be successfully condensed at any moment.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the distant void twisted widely, and the figure of a middle-aged man appeared, led by hundreds of thousands of powerful warriors, rushing in with murderous intent.
When they saw the middle-aged man, Xia Chen and Guo Ran's expressions changed instantly:
"Lord of Silvermoon City."