"Altar, demon spirit... Damn it, where did you take them? The elder of the Earth Demon clan saw the emptiness inside the coffin and was instantly shocked and furious, letting out a thunderous roar.
"Don't worry, they're great. I've moved them to another place to help you keep them." Long Chen chuckled.
Even facing so many Earth Demon clan experts, Long Chen remained fearless. The demon spirit had already been captured, and the Qiankun Cauldron had the power to help him escape.
"Long Chen, I didn't expect to meet you here. Do you know who I am?" Lu Fan looked at Long Chen and shouted coldly. This guy thought Long Chen wouldn't recognize him because of his mask.
"You are... Lu Fan? No, that's not right. Lu Fan's face doesn't have any crooked wounds. Where did that wound on your face, like it was cut by an iron shovel, come from? Long Chen feigned surprise as he spoke.
As soon as Long Chen said this, Lu Fan was both shocked and furious. He thought Long Chen had some strange divine ability that could see through his mask.
"Whew."
Lu Fan waved his hand and took off his mask. His eyes darkened as he glared at Long Chen and gritted his teeth:
"You bunch of lowly fools, afraid to face it head-on. It's all schemes and traps. Today, let's see what dirty tricks you have left."
Clearly, the scar on Lu Fan's face was caused by Mo Nian, and judging by his tone, Mo Nian seemed to have hurt him with dishonorable means, leaving him with a lingering grudge.
"We're lowly, but what about you? Is it the bottom of the Nine Lam? Collaborating with monsters, manipulating the races of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths at once, plotting to overturn the entire world—a group of sinister schemers actually call others despicable! What a huge joke. Long Chen sneered.
"You... Did you eavesdrop on our conversation? At that moment, Lu Fan's expression changed dramatically.
"If you want others to know, you must do it yourself. Since you've done it, are you afraid others will find out?" Long Chen said disdainfully.
At this point, Long Chen no longer needed to hide anything. Long Chen and the Fantian Pill Valley were mortal enemies to begin with, and Long Chen didn't care if the valley's hatred toward him grew any deeper.
"Seal off the entire Demon Valley!"
The elder of the Earth Demon Clan shouted sharply, and in an instant, countless demons surrounded the area. The six-vein Heavenly Saint-level experts occupied the surroundings, while the three-vein Heavenly Saint-level monsters scattered out, sealing the area so tightly that not even a fly could fly out.
Long Chen learned their secret. No matter what, they could not let him leave alive. The leader of the Earth Demon Clan snorted coldly, stepped forward, and was about to strike, but Lu Fan stopped him:
"Wait, leave this guy to me. I want to kill him with my own hands and bring his head to give Han Qianye an explanation."
Long Chen smiled faintly and said, "It seems you know about the time I slapped Han Qianye. But I find it strange—even a dignified Human Emperor-level expert isn't a match for me. After being slapped by me, you don't even have a chance to fight back. Who gave you the courage to fight me?" "
As soon as Long Chen said this, the faces of the Earth Demon clan experts present changed drastically. They stared at Long Chen in shock, hardly able to believe their ears.
Slapping a Human Emperor-level powerhouse was simply shocking. Lu Fan sneered, "I've heard of you for a long time. Legend has it that you're despicable to the extreme, with countless underhanded tricks."
You're just like that guy named Mo Nian—a bunch of worthless trash. If you had run a bit slower back then, the Qianye Domain Lord would have slapped you to dust long ago.
Today, a deadly net has been set up here. Let's see where else you can run. I'll chop off your head first, then go kill that ruthless Mo Nian. "
Come on, forget it. Mo Nian's shovel nearly split your face in two. The scars haven't even healed yet, and you're shamelessly bragging here. Do you think that's appropriate?" Long Chen said disdainfully.
Long Chen's words instantly made Lu Fan furious: "That's because that bastard used a sneaky move to ambush me. When I tried to fight back, he escaped. Otherwise, I would have torn him to pieces long ago." "
Alright, alright, don't get worked up. Just say everything is as you say. Can't I believe you?" Long Chen saw Lu Fan's excited expression and waved his hand.
Long Chen's tone was like adding fuel to the fire. Hearing this, Lu Fan was furious. He gritted his teeth and said,
"Take action! Today I'll make you die in conviction. I'll show you the foundation of the Brahma lineage that has been passed down for billions of years. You'll understand what the gap is, what despair means."
Lu Fan pointed at Long Chen with his big finger, looking down on him, signaling him to make a move.
"Delay a bit longer. The Yaoyue Cauldron is rapidly merging, and the Dragonbone Evil Moon is about to be awakened by me." At that moment, the voice of the Qiankun Cauldron rang out.
Long Chen's heart tightened. The Dragonbone Evil Moon had said that if it was at the death gate, only be able to awaken it unless absolutely necessary. But the Qiankun Cauldron insisted on forcibly awakening it. This meant Long Chen needed the Dragonbone Evil Moon to fight Lu Fan.
Facing Lu Fan's provocation, Long Chen waved his hand and said, "Before I make a move, I have a question for you. I heard you are one of the Eight Sons of Brahma?" It seems his status is a bit higher than the Three Thousand Disciples, right? Lu
Fan had no idea what Long Chen was thinking, nor that he was deliberately stalling for time. Hearing Long Chen's words, he sneered: "
The three thousand disciples of the Brahma Heavenly Divine Venerable are merely elites selected through competitive assessments. In other words, whoever has the highest talent and stronger strength is qualified to compete for a spot.
But I am different. I am a person destined by fate. From birth, I carried the blessing of the Brahma deity, bearing the Brahma divine seal, destined to inherit the great mantle of the Brahma deity. They are but ants—how could they be compared to me? "
Oh, I get it. You mean you're the chosen one, and what you have is something others can't have even if they work hard for a lifetime!" Long Chen nodded and said.
"That's right," Lu Fan said coldly.
"Then let me ask you, among the Eight Sons of Brahma, where do you rank?" Long Chen asked calmly.
However, when Long Chen asked this, he clearly sensed a flicker in Lu Fan's eyes, then he sneered: "
The Eight Sons of Brahma are all children of the Brahma Heaven Divine Lord; there's no such thing as a ranking."
"Hahaha... Who
is Long Chen? Almost a being who had become a spirit, upon hearing his words, burst out laughing:
"Don't tell me, you're ranked eighth among the Eight Sons of Brahma, the weakest among them."
When Lu Fan introduced himself at Hantian Square, he said he was ranked last, but his tone was humble at the time. Everyone thought he was just being polite, and no one thought he was truly last.
But in reality, he was deeply wary of this ranking, and Long Chen's mockery instantly pierced the weakest spot in his heart.
"You're talking nonsense."
Long Chen's smile instantly made Lu Fan's face twist with rage, his body trembling, and his eyes instantly turning red.
"Whew"
Lu Fan couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Long Chen laugh arrogantly, he suddenly moved. The two of them were already not far apart, and in an instant, he reached Long Chen's face. His five fingers hooked like hooks, reaching straight for Long Chen's face. He hated Long Chen's smiling face deeply.
"Smack"
But just as he was about to make itIn the instant his hand moved, Long Chen struck back, arriving first. Before his hand could touch Long Chen's cheek, Long Chen slapped him across the face.