This person was none other than Long Chen's mother, Lady Long. They from the Wine God Palace had also been transported here and protected.
"Brother,"
Long Xiaoyu looked outside, shouting excitedly. Through the light screen, she could clearly see all the scenes in the outside world. Even if you were not a cultivator, you could see it, because this was the core of the Tianwu Continent. Wherever you wished, you could see it.
Long Xiaoyu immediately spotted Long Chen in the void, wielding the Dragon Bone Evil Moon, slaying Ye Ming in a desperate flight.
In the Wine God Palace, almost no one mentioned Long Chen, and in the imperial capital, even mentions of Long Chen were from the past.
Long Xiaoyu had no idea what was happening in the outside world. When she saw Long Chen with his imposing presence, tearing through the sky with a single slash and making the heavens change, the little girl wasn't worried at all; instead, she grew even more excited.
Long Xiaoyu had grown much taller. She had the serene features of Lady Long, but her eyes betrayed the mischievous spirit within her.
Seeing her brother fighting the evil demons, she cheered wildly, cheering for Long Chen. Innocent and innocent, she had no idea how dangerous this battle was.
Madam Long trembled all over in fear at the sight of so many evil external powerhouses. Long Tianxiao pressed his large hand behind her neck, causing her body to go weak and she lost consciousness.
Long Tianxiao looked up at the sky, gazing at that invincible figure, and sighed inwardly: The young man who had once favored him had now become the overlord of the world.
Long Tianxiao was filled with pride. He had some understanding of the dark era. He knew that this battle could not be fought back, and he could only choose to face it. What he could do now was trust his son.
All the weak on the Tianwu Continent were teleported here. Many people came here looking bewildered and terrified, not knowing what was happening.
"Your Majesty,"
a group of people gathered around a man wearing a crown. The man looked at a woman, trembling all over, and said excitedly, "
Sister, after all these years, I see you again."
This man was none other than the seventh prince of the Fengming Empire and Chu Yao's younger brother.
Later, he became emperor of the Fengming Empire, and Chu Yao embarked on the path of cultivation. So many years passed in a flash. Because of the Tianwu Ring Sea, they had no idea what was happening on the Central Continent.
Now, seeing his sister again, tears welled up in his eyes. Although he was the ruler of a nation, his heart always kept his only family member in mind.
Shi Feng, Yu Pangzi, and Shouhou Hou—these companions who once worked with Long Chen at the Imperial Academy—have now all started their own families, been granted marquisates and appointed chancellors, and are devoted to assisting the current emperor.
When they saw Long Chen, they immediately recalled the scenes from those years ago and felt a wave of emotion. Back then, Long Chen pursued martial arts and refused to stay in the Fengming Empire. Whenever they thought of it, they felt a deep sorrow.
Now, seeing Long Chen standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, fiercely battling powerful outsiders, he had almost become a godlike existence.
"I wonder, Brother Long, do you still remember us?" Skinny Monkey looked at Long Chen, his eyes turning red.
"Long Chen will always be Long Chen. He will definitely remember us." Shi Feng's eyes were also red. Back then, he and Long Chen were the closest friends, and he absolutely trusted Long Chen.
Countless people in the Fengming Empire who knew Long Chen stared at him in shock. They could not have imagined that Long Chen had become such a figure.
"The hidden dragon in the abyss will eventually soar to the sky. No one can block the brilliance of the sun. I knew from the start that Long Chen would definitely reach this point."
A woman dressed in a white long dress, with a delicate and delicate appearance, looked at Long Chen, her eyes unconsciously reddening, and she sighed.
This woman was none other than Shui Wuhen. Back then, Long Chen had caused him a lot of trouble under her command, and she had feelings for him both in love and hate.
Ouyang Qiuyu nodded and said, "Yes, his brilliance is destined to shine across the entire world. For us to witness his growth is already a tremendous blessing." Shui
Wuhen nodded and silently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She herself didn't know why she couldn't help but cry—maybe it was because she had always been thinking about this troublesome little one.
No one knew that deep within the crowd, there was a group of strange figures dressed in animal skins. Among them was a tall, slightly darkened woman who suddenly covered her mouth as Long Chen faced tears.
"Mother, why are you crying?" A boy of about six or seven took the woman's hand and asked in confusion, "
Mom, are you scared? Don't be afraid, I will protect you. When I grow up, I will be like ... That man in black was as strong as the uncle. The
little boy looked into the void, suddenly pointing at Long Chen. Perhaps, in his eyes, in the entire battle, only Long Chen was the strongest.
"In my lifetime, I've met two men. One has already become a peerless master, while you are the other. I believe you will one day become a peerless powerhouse just like him." The woman wiped away her tears, revealed a smile, and said to the child.
This woman was none other than Xiaohua, the very Xiaohua who had saved Long Chen after being hunted by Marquis Ying, who was seriously injured and unconscious, brought him back to the village, and prayed to the tree god to heal him.
The entire village was brought over by the Tianwu Continent. This was Tianwu Continent's last form of protection. Otherwise, if a great war broke out, the land would be torn apart, and few would survive here. Perhaps this was the last protection the Tianwu Continent had left them.
"Boom boom boom... Long
Chen frantically chased after Ye Ming. To buy him more time, the Saint Lord-level experts of the Undying Clan lunged at Long Chen one after another, using suicidal attacks to buy Ye Ming time.
"After becoming emperor, you still get beaten like dogs. Your Immortal Clan might as well just die." Seeing this phenomenon, the Kunpeng Emperor couldn't help but curl a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
Looking back at the battlefield, the Dragon Blood Legion had already dispersed. Aman, Mo Nian, and Ye Zhiqiu each led a team of strong warriors to attack the beast clan, blood clan, and demon clan.
The three held supreme artifacts in their hands. With a single strike, the powerful figures from various factions fell in droves. But neither the Kunpeng Emperor nor the other emperors seemed to care at all, not personally intervening, only watching quietly.
Mengqi, Chu Yao, Tang Wan'er, Dongmingyu, Xiaoyun, Liu Ruyan, and others were responsible for guarding the exit of the Evil God's Tomb.
With Liu Ruyan's massive attack from a wide area, they worked together to block the gap, preventing these Undying Clan experts from passing. However, there were simply too many monsters in the Undying Clan—endlessly numerous.
Just as they were about to reach their limit, Beitang Rushuang, Nangong Zuiyue, Ximen Tianxiong, and others arrived to reinforce them, bringing their family power.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the void exploded, the sky split open, and a figure was sent flying, blood spraying wildly.
"Zifeng!"
Mengqi and the others exclaimed. Yue Zifeng fought fiercely against the Ghost Division, unleashing over three hundred moves in one breath, forcing the Commander to adopt a defensive stance to buy time for Long Chen, but in the end, he was still defeated by the Ghost Division, seized a chance to counterattack, and was injured with a single blow.
"Die!"
Gui Si snorted coldly, stretched out his large hand, and rushed straight to grab Yue Zifeng.
"Pfft"
But just as that hand reached out, the void was split open, and a longsword appeared, slashing the withered palm and severing the Ghost Commander's arm.
"Killing my disciple Ling Yunzi probably won't be that easy."
Ling Yunzi, dressed in white, his long garments whiter than snow, looked like an immortal king descending to earth, holding a long sword and blocking Yue Zifeng's path.