"Smack!"
Without even turning his head, Long Chen suddenly felt a divine ring tremble behind him, star power flowing within him, reaching out to grab the golden giant hand behind him.
Long Chen snorted coldly, exerted force with one hand, and pulled the golden giant hand along with his master out of the void.
"Boom!"
Amidst countless exclamations, the Holy Lord of the Divine Clan was grabbed by Long Chen and slammed to the ground. With a loud explosion, the earth cracked and the entire hall shook.
The attacker was none other than the Divine Clan Holy Lord. He arrived immediately, and seeing Long Chen make a move, he almost didn't hesitate and launched a sneak attack, trying to suppress him.
But what he didn't expect was that Long Chen was no longer the same as before. As soon as he made a move, Long Chen caught him. Only now did he realize to his shock that Long Chen's cultivation had reached the ninth level of Fusion Heaven.
"Pfft!"
The Divine Lord made a snap decision, severing his arm and breaking free from Long Chen's control, rolling rapidly. Although his movements were indecent, years of experience told him that any hesitation at this moment was fatal.
"Pfft"
He had just severed an arm and was about to escape, but a thunderous spear pierced through his body.
Behind the Divine Clan Holy Lord stood a petite and delicate figure. Lei Ling'er's long purple hair fluttered as she lifted the Divine Clan Holy Lord with her spear, her eyes cold and emotionless.
At this moment, the void trembled, and the entire plaza was surrounded by countless Divine Clan warriors. Their auras erupted, their divine weapons drawn, but not a single person dared to make a move.
They were stunned. The Holy Lord had actually been captured by Long Chen in a single encounter, their lives held in his hands. They were all dumbfounded.
Long Chen looked at the horrified Divine Clan Lord, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Truly, when there's a path to heaven, you refuse to take it; in hell, when there's no door, you come to me. You really were clever but backfired, and ended up in my hands. Or have you finally changed your conscience and want to use my hand to find your freedom?" Everything
went surprisingly smoothly. Long Chen had originally planned more than a dozen backup plans to take down the Divine Lord and Holy Lord, since he was one of the culprits behind the tragedy years ago.
If Long Zhantian hadn't been so soft-hearted back then, and hadn't been distracted and ambushed, maybe he wouldn't have fallen into their hands.
This old guy ambushed him, freed him from Long Chen, and deliberately cut off his own arm. But as a Saint, his physical body was terrifying—how could he just sever it like that?
To sever one's own arm, you first have to abandon defense and put your arm in its weakest state to break it. But the moment the arm is severed, your own defense is also extremely weak.
He had only guarded against Long Chen, but not Lei Ling'er, who had already merged into the void. In the instant his arm was severed, Lei Ling'er seized the opportunity and easily captured him.
"I never expected you to actually escape." The Divine Clan Holy Lord couldn't help but sigh deeply. His life was held in Long Chen's hands, yet he remained calm.
"There are so many things you haven't anticipated. If you hadn't coveted the secret I have and just killed me outright, this outcome wouldn't have happened." Long Chen smiled faintly.
"After all, you are Long Zhantian's son, a descendant of the Long family. How could I really kill you?" The Divine Lord shook his head and said.
"Smack!" Suddenly,
Long Chen slapped the Divine Clan Holy Lord hard across the face. With a loud bang, the Divine Clan Holy Lord's face was shattered and blood splattered.
"Long Chen..."
Long Chen's slap instantly enraged all the Divine Clan experts. Among them, there were actually three Saint Lord-level experts. They roared and were about to charge forward.
"Why don't you come and give it a try?" I'll kill both of them immediately. Long Chen snorted coldly.
The Divine Clan experts immediately became cautious, staring intently at Long Chen, gripping their weapons tightly, as if ready to pounce and kill him at any moment.
Seeing that the Divine Clan experts dared not act rashly, a spear suddenly appeared in their hands and they shot it to the side.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Long Aotian's mother screamed in the distance. She was about to rush out, but Long Chen pinned a spear to the stone pillar in front of the hall, instantly unable to move.
Only then did Long Chen look at the Divine Clan Holy Lord: "Do you know why I hit you?" The
Divine Lord smiled faintly and said calmly, "If you want to kill me, then do it. After all, I failed to protect your father back then. If you kill me, I will die without regret." "
Smack!"
Long Chen slapped him again, landing on the other side of his face. The other side also became bloody and mangled.
The Divine Clan experts were once again furious. After all, this Holy Lord was the helmsman of the Divine Clan, and Long Chen's slap was the greatest humiliation to the entire Divine Clan.
But the Holy Lord's fate was in Long Chen's hands. They dared not act rashly. The Divine Clan secretly began gathering forces to tightly surround this place and notified other external powerhouses.
Most importantly, Long Aotian was in seclusion, and someone had already gone to report the news. But during the secluded session, the report could only be reminded repeatedly, and no one dared to rush in directly. If Long Aotian was frightened, the mild case would be severely injured by the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, or at worst, the body would explode and die.
Although they were anxious, they still had to find a way to hold off Long Chen, preferably until Long Aotian arrived. Perhaps only a powerhouse of Long Aotian's level could rescue him from Long Chen's hands.
After finishing his slap, Long Chen looked at the Divine Clan Holy Lord and said calmly, "I hit you, but it has nothing to do with my father. If he doesn't kill you, he has his reasons. The grudges between you have nothing to do with me."
I hit you to test how thick your skin is, whether you're impervious to blades and bullets, impervious to water and fire. My father was probably deceived by your hypocrisy back then.
My father spared your life back then, yet you treated me like this. That proves your character. Now you're still pretending to be so honest with me. I'm really curious—what exactly is your skin made of?
My father grew up in the Divine Clan, so maybe he would remember some of the kindness you once did to him, but I won't.
I have no loyalty to you, only that deep, unforgettable hatred. So, your approach is completely useless in front of me.
So, don't put on that attitude to disgust me, and don't force me to use the Heavenly Punishment tricks against you—I'll torment you later."
My father may be a gentleman, but I, Long Chen, am definitely not. So, when you face my judgment, you'd better behave yourself. Otherwise, I guarantee that even death will be a luxury for you." After
Long Chen's words, a trace of panic finally appeared in the eyes of the Divine Clan Holy Lord. Long Chen was not Long Zhantian, and his old scheme could no longer be used twice.
"I once saved your father's life back then. If it weren't for me, ..." the Divine Clan Holy Lord said with a dark expression.
"Shut up! My father didn't kill you because of your small favor. His debt of gratitude has long been repaid." Long Chen shouted coldly.
"Rumble rumble...
Suddenly, the void trembled, the laws of the Heavenly Dao shattered, and a figure descended from the sky. Before he arrived, a spear carrying endless heavenly might enveloped the entire world, locking onto Long Chen.
"Long Aotian, you finallyHere they come? I've been waiting for you for a long time. A faint smile appeared on Long Chen's face—a smile that was cold and dangerous.