"Smack!"
The person who pushed Long Chen was knocked down by a single slap. Fortunately, Long Chen was no longer the Long Chen of the Three Thousand Worlds era and could control his power; otherwise, that slap would have blown that person apart.
Long Chen's slap caused countless people to cry out in shock. There were already dozens of powerful figures leading the way, creating a grand spectacle that drew countless eyes. Long Chen's slap immediately caused a huge commotion.
"Courting death!"
The dozen or so powerful cultivators who had cleared the path were furious, instantly surrounding Long Chen, seemingly ready to beat him up.
"Stop!"
With a sharp shout, a man dressed in a golden robe, wearing a golden crown and a golden belt at his waist, with a stern and dignified face, appeared.
This man looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a short beard, eyes like lightning, and a divine light that seemed to pierce through one's heart, making people afraid to meet his gaze.
The imposing man appeared, and the powerful pioneers stood with their hands hanging down, stepping aside.
Beside the imposing man were dozens of powerful figures dressed in brocade robes. These experts were both men and women, each exuding an astonishing aura. They were all Supreme-level experts, and among Supreme-level experts, they were outstanding and true experts.
When those people looked at Long Chen, their eyes filled with shock. They were startled by the powerful fluctuations of energy and blood emanating from Long Chen.
Long Chen had been refining the ancestral dragon's essence blood for some time. The power of dragon blood was now controllable, but it hadn't reached the micro-level level yet, and there were still signs of his aura leaking out.
Ordinary experts might not be able to sense him, but these supreme-level prodigies, upon seeing Long Chen, sensed him immediately. Seeing that Long Chen was a stranger, they all looked shocked.
The man with a stern face walked up to Long Chen. His aura was deep, without a trace of leakage, steady to the extreme. Long Chen's heart tightened. This man was so strong, and the pressure he brought on him was no less than Long Aotian or Kuntu.
Long Chen hadn't expected to encounter such a powerful figure before even entering the capital. He carefully sized up the imposing man, estimating that he was probably between forty and fifty years old, with terrifyingly solid cultivation—likely the result of constant suppression of his cultivation.
Although he was also an Immortal King realm expert, his aura had already reached the realm of transitioning from solid to void. If it weren't for the astonishing sensing effects of the Nine-Star Overlord Body Technique, Long Chen might have misjudged him.
The man with a stern face looked at Long Chen with a hint of surprise in his eyes and said coldly, "
First time in the Vermilion Bird Empire?"
Long Chen frowned. Although the man's stern face wasn't rude, he always gave off an air of superiority. A simple question felt like an interrogation, making people extremely uncomfortable.
"Is there a problem?" Long Chen didn't answer, but instead asked in return.
"How dare you!"
A Supreme-level expert beside the man with a stern face shouted sharply, "You blind fool, do you even know who the person in front of you is?" "
As long as you're not the current ruler of the Vermilion Bird Empire, you have no right to shout at me. Also, I have a bad temper, don't mess with me." Long Chen said coldly.
"Bastard?" How dare you mention the monarch... "
Smack."
As the man was speaking, Long Chen slapped him hard. Long Chen's large hand slapped him hard across the face. With a loud bang, the supreme-level powerhouse let out a painful groan, half his face was slapped until it was a bloody mess, sending him flying far away.
At the very moment Long Chen made his move, the stern-faced man also struck. He reached out to grab Long Chen's wrist, but it was all in vain. Long Chen's hand still struck the man's face.
The man's face darkened instantly. Long Chen had slapped him right in front of him, and Long Chen had failed to stop him even when he made a move. This was a huge provocation to him.
"State your name."
The imposing man's eyes burned with anger. Clearly, after Long Chen registered his name, the next step was to fight.
At that moment, everyone around suddenly became tense. They stared at Long Chen in shock, wondering where this man in black got the nerve to cause trouble here.
Long Chen shook his head. What on earth is going on? I'm here to find someone, haven't even entered the city, and I'm already in trouble.
"Gurgle gurgle..."
Long Chen was just about to give his name when the sound of wheels grinding on the ground came from a donkey, pulling a broken cart slowly.
The driver was a young boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. Strangely, the boy seemed not to notice anyone around him, simply driving the donkey straight over.
When they saw the broken car approaching, these powerful figures all stepped aside, not daring to stop it at all.
And that twelve or thirteen-year-old page boy had no cultivation at all—just an ordinary person.
When he saw the broken car, the man's face darkened slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up a seat.
So the donkey cart passed right in front of the imposing man and Long Chen.
"Martial artists love to compete—fighting for fame, for profit, for ignorance. Blood stains the dust, bones buried in the wilderness, yet they still enjoy it tirelessly, not understanding the principles. Foolishness is extreme, and foolishness is extreme!"
As the donkey cart passed in front of the two of them, an old man's contemptuous voice came from inside, clearly showing great disdain for all the martial artists here.
His voice was aged, his energy clearly lacking. He was just an ordinary old man, yet dared to rebuke all the strong.
The man with a stern face faced the old man's rebuke without speaking, his face dark and clearly furious.
"A frog in a well cannot speak of the sea; how can summer insects speak of ice?" Faced with the old man's reprimand, Long Chen didn't indulge in his own habits and directly retorted.
As soon as Long Chen spoke, all the powerful figures present were greatly shocked, but beneath the shock was a trace of admiration.
You have to know, the old man inside the donkey cart had a very impressive identity; no one here dared to talk back to him.
As soon as Long Chen spoke, the carriage boy suddenly pulled the reins, and the donkey cart stopped in the middle of the road. The driver glared angrily at Long Chen and shouted coldly:
"Ignorant and only knows how to solve problems with violence—how dare you be disrespectful to the master?"
Master? What is that thing? He had never heard of it. Seeing a page boy dare to sneer at him, Long Chen immediately became angry.
He said disdainfully, "Ignorant?" The road is for people to walk; no one is nobler than the other. When a beast arrives, does that mean others have to make way for you? The
'livestock' Long Chen mentioned referred to donkeys, but it carried a subtle insult to the page boy and the old man in the carriage.
The page attendant was furious: "You..." Long
Chen scoffed, "What do you mean by 'you'?" Do you understand the reason? Do you understand why you would stop your car in the middle of the road to block others' passage?
And you still have the nerve to criticize others, saying you're covered in hair and that others look like monkeys? Can you have some shame? "
"How dare you disrespect the Master! Guards, seize him!"
The boy actually shouted at the stern-faced man and the others.