"Where's Aman?" Long Chen was taken aback.
"The Western Desert Axe took Aman away, saying they were going to a place full of flesh and blood, so Aman could eat more fullly, and then they disappeared." Mengqi said.
Long Chen nodded. The Western Desert Axe was one of the five supreme artifacts. Since it chose Aman, it would never harm him; Aman would only benefit.
However, the Western Desert Axe had its source power drained. The reason it chose Aman was because of Aman's terrifying bloodline power.
The Western Desert Axe is one of the five supreme divine artifacts. If it shamelessly absorbs Aman's bloodline power, it will surely give him enough benefits; otherwise, it won't look good on his face.
There must be a way to recover quickly, but this method requires Aman to recover.
"Nothing unusual from Moling Mountain, right?" Long Chen asked.
"No movement at all. Aside from leaving behind a bunch of underlings, all the other powerful fighters have withdrawn." Guo Ran replied.
This time, Long Chen dealt a ruthless blow to the demon clan—not only slaying so many powerful opponents, but also unleashing the Western Desert Axe.
If Mo Luo Tianxing found out, he would probably be furious. He originally wanted to avenge the insult from the chamber pot, but Long Chen's revenge cost the demon race dearly.
"Xia Chen, has everything been arranged with the Primordial Demon Clan?" Long Chen asked.
Xia Chen said, "Everything is arranged. We've set up the Rift Array. If anything goes wrong, disciples of the Primordial Demon Clan can crush talismans and teleport away. It won't be like last time." Last
time, when a disciple of the Primordial Demon Clan was killed, Long Chen was shocked, furious, and heartbroken. He immediately ordered Xia Chen to set up an emergency teleportation array to give the disciples as much as possible life protection.
To achieve this, Xia Chen had spent a huge amount of resources. Fortunately, the Dragonblood Legion was now well-funded, otherwise they really couldn't afford to spend so much.
Long Chen nodded. This way, he could once again send disciples of the Primordial Demon Clan to guard this place. Last time, after Moluo Tianxing forcibly broke into the Tianwu Continent, Long Chen had already told all the Primordial Demon Clan disciples to leave. Now that he had security, he could rest assured.
"Also, the Demon Soul Gathering Pearl has already been delivered." Xia Chen said softly.
That Demon Soul Gathering Spirit Pearl was secretly arranged by Xia Chen. It was condensed from it. It was useless to humans, but to the Primordial Demon Clan, it was a priceless treasure. The Primordial Demon Clan could use this demonic energy to rapidly advance their realm.
Following the principle of keeping every grain in its warehouse and never wasting it, when the passage to Demon Spirit Mountain opened, Xia Chen secretly set up a formation, so that even the Divine Clan was unaware.
Whenever a demon clan member is killed on this battlefield, their soul essence energy is absorbed by the formation, stored in the Demon Soul Gathering Pearl, and then secretly sent to the Primordial Demon Clan.
If the Primordial Demon Clan's strong cultivators were here, they could absorb it themselves, though some would be wasted. The Demon Soul Gathering Array provides double protection.
Long Chen had killed so many mid-stage Fusion Heaven Mirror opponents before, and the old man had slain countless with a single strike. The Demon Soul Spirit Gathering Pearls inside the array were instantly full. Xia Chen hurriedly took them out and replaced them with new ones. For safety, he placed several more pearls to avoid waste.
In front of Moling Mountain, everything was calm. Feng Fei led the divine clan experts stationed on the left, while Ye Lingshan led the Tianwu Continent's experts on the right.
After this battle, Feng Fei's temper seemed to have subsided considerably. She no longer had the previous domineering attitude. When communicating with Ye Lingshan, she usually didn't put on airs and spoke gently.
Whether it was Long Chen's achievements or the old man's strike, Feng Fei finally realized that the foundation of the Tianwu Continent was truly terrifying. She knew too little about it, which led to her previous arrogance and superiority.
But after today, she finally understood why the Divine Clan wanted to cooperate with the Tianwu Continent—because the Tianwu Continent truly had the right to engage in equal dialogue with the Divine Clan.
Long Chen's battle shook the entire Tianwu Continent. Just as Long Chen had predicted, morale on the Tianwu Continent soared instantly.
Long Chen ventured alone into Demon Spirit Mountain, reclaimed the Western Desert Axe, and even slew a mid-stage Fusion Heaven Mirror expert of the Demon Clan. Any piece of news was exhilarating, filling them with anticipation and confidence in this dark battle.
Although Long Chen was not an emperor, his achievements were no less than those of an emperor. The despair gradually faded, and they became more positive.
They couldn't go to the battlefield, but they all contributed money and effort, without any compensation, to help the Tianwu Alliance build the teleportation array.
Some sects even dismantled their own teleportation arrays and contributed materials to build large-scale teleportation arrays.
Because if war breaks out in the future, the Tianwu Continent will be filled with battlefields, and they must build enough teleportation arrays.
Although the Fusion Heaven Mirror experts can tear through the void barehanded, once the great battle breaks out and the Heavenly Dao becomes unstable, teleportation techniques cannot be used. At critical moments, teleportation arrays are needed, which are lifesavers. Before each great battle, many teleportation arrays need to be built to prevent some from collapsing. There are also backup teleportation arrays available.
Under immense pressure, people see hope and become unprecedentedly united, as the turmoil caused by the Primordial Demon Clan gradually subsides.
These days, Long Chen had rarely had anything to do, spending time with Meng Qi, Chu Yao, and the other women, and every day was very relaxed.
Liu Ruyan stretched open her true body, shattering the sky and stretching the canopy into the clouds. This was the only place where day and night could be seen.
However, this place was too high above the ground, and Liu Ruyan didn't have the power of the mother tree. She could draw the world's energy and spread it around, so the spiritual energy above the tree's crown was extremely thin, making it unsuitable for cultivation.
However, Long Chen and everyone else had already reached the peak of the Tongming Realm, so they didn't need to cultivate at all—just wait for the right moment to break through to the Fusion Heaven Realm.
Meng Qi, Chu Yao, Liu Ruyan, and the other women chatted inside the treetop cabin, occasionally laughing like silver bells. Long Chen lay on a huge willow leaf, gazing at the starry sky, listening to the women's whispers. The feeling was incredibly wonderful and filled the heart with warmth.
If it weren't for the endless black mist below, he seemed able to forget all his troubles. But he kept too many secrets in his heart, unable to confide in anyone, so he could only endure it in silence.
But no matter how much pressure Long Chen felt under him, whenever he thought of the hopeful looks of Meng Qi, Chu Yao, and the others, or the eager hopes of the Dragon Blood Warriors, he felt an endless drive to him.
Soulmates, passionate brothers—he has both, and not just one. Perhaps this is life—sweetness and bitterness entangled, mixed joys and sorrows, fortune and misfortune intertwined, and a fate unpredictable.
Listening to the women's whispered voices like celestial music, Long Chen closed his eyes and, unknowingly, fell asleep.
"Long Chen, hahaha, I've got it, I've got it."
Suddenly, the Dragon Bone Evil Moon let out a loud scream in Long Chen's mind, startling him so much that he nearly fell off the willow leaf.