"Senior, what are you doing?" Long Chen exclaimed in surprise.
Long Chen summoned Dragon Scale, but was stopped by a strange force. Relying solely on his physical body, he couldn't withstand the sharp sword energy.
The attacks here are different from the seventh and eighth levels—they go straight for his vital spots—it's like killing him.
The voice of the dragon clan expert suddenly grew low: "To refine intent, you must activate it under the threat of death. Long Chen, let me put it this way: the terrifying level of your enemy far exceeds your imagination."
The Nine Stars grant your wish, but at the same time draw you into a vast whirlpool, where one day you will face your enemy.
With your current cultivation speed, even after another ten thousand years, you still won't be able to stand against the enemy.
And your time is running out. If this continues, there's no time left, so I've decided to take a gamble.
Anyway, if you can't grow up, your parents and loved ones will all be destroyed. Rather than watching them die in pain, it's better to end it all with a quick and honest resolution. "
Senior, what do you mean by this?" Long Chen's expression changed; he sensed something was wrong.
"What I mean is, if you can't get through the current difficulties, you won't escape the clutches of fate.
I've also placed my bet on you. Since that's the case, let's be straightforward and see if you have the right to keep betting.
If you truly are the child of destiny, you naturally won't die here. If not, you'll die miserably sooner or later. Dying now might be a kind of relief for you. The dragon clan expert sighed.
"Senior...
Long Chen suddenly realized his body was immobile, sealed by a strange force, unable to even move his eyes.
At that moment, Long Chen terrified as he sensed a sword aura rapidly forming from behind him, stabbing straight at his heart.
"Pfft!"
A fiery red sword pierced Long Chen's back and radiated from his chest. The violent force combined with endless pressure nearly shattered Long Chen.
"Cough... Long
Chen spat out a mouthful of blood. In a sealed state, he couldn't heal or resist, and could only watch helplessly as the sword pierced through his body.
"Senior, are you trying to kill me?" Long Chen screamed in terror, unable to make a sound, only roaring with his soul.
"Even if I don't kill you, someone else will. Whether it's a dragon or a snake depends on this day. If you can't activate mental control, all your cultivation will be in vain. Then let it all end here!" It's all fate! The dragon clan expert let out a helpless sigh.
At that moment, Long Chen was shocked to discover that right in front of him, under spatial distortion, an invisible blade was forming, its target unmistakably at his forehead.
At that moment, Long Chen panicked, struggling desperately. The dragon clan experts had somehow tampered with him, and he was completely unable to move.
"No, I can't die... Long Chen roared.
But the dragon clan expert remained completely unmoved, and the sharp sword was already stabbing toward Long Chen's forehead. At that moment, an endless aura of death enveloped Long Chen. Long Chen knew that with this strike, he was doomed.
Buzz!
Long Chen's vision went black as he fell into endless darkness. In the endless darkness, he saw the faces of Meng Qi, Chu Yao, Tang Wan'er, Yu Qingxuan, Zi Yan, Dong Mingyu, Ye Zhiqiu, and others. Their faces were filled with anxiety and fear, as if they saw he was about to die, yet powerless to stop him.
At the same time, Long Chen saw the furious roars of Guo Ran, Xia Chen, Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Yue Zifeng, Aman, and all the Dragon Blood warriors. Their eyes were bloodshot with rage, and they were charging at him in a frenzy.
At the same time, images of his parents and the calls of his biological parents appeared in Long Chen's mind, their voices filled with reluctance and hesitation.
"I can't die!"
Long Chen let out a thunderous roar.
"Whoosh."
Suddenly, the darkness vanished, and Long Chen regained his sight. At that moment, the sharp sword was already at his forehead, and it was too late to dodge.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered as the sharp sword flew by, leaving a large gash on Long Chen's cheek.
Long Chen's head didn't move; his body remained immobile. The sword had originally aimed for Long Chen's brow, but somehow pulled by some force, it had deviated from its original path.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, another sharp sword formed, shooting toward Long Chen's brow once more, giving him no time to think.
"Whoosh."
Just as the sharp sword was about to pierce Long Chen's brow, it suddenly stopped there, as if an invisible giant hand was grabbing it, preventing it from advancing even an inch.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Long Chen's body could move, but he stared at the sharp sword before him, motionless.
"Looks like we've won the bet."
At that moment, the voice of a Dragon Clan expert rang out, filled with relief. Clearly, the Dragon Clan expert was extremely nervous.
"Senior, are you really going to kill me?" Long Chen looked at the sharp sword before him, his face dark as he spoke.
"No, if you still can't activate sensory control under the threat of death, I will save you.
Then I'll send you to meet your brother Hongyan, so you can have a good reunion and face death together.
Since he lacked the ability to resist, it was better to indulge in pleasure before he died and savor his final moments. The dragon clan expert said.
Hearing the dragon clan expert's words, Long Chen felt much better. He had nearly died just now, filled with anger and resentment. He disliked this feeling. Even if others were doing it for his own good, he would never allow others to control his life or death.
But upon hearing the dragon clan's sincere words, Long Chen's anger vanished. The dragon clan expert's background was mysterious, knowing countless secrets he didn't. The dragon's kindness to Long Chen was something Long Chen had always kept in his heart.
It could even be said that Long Chen's life was saved by a dragon clan expert, and not just once. Long Chen said he owed a dragon clan expert's life.
"Senior, I'm sorry."
Long Chen said apologetically. His life belonged to a dragon clan expert. Even if a dragon clan expert wanted to take it back, he shouldn't have any complaints. His current behavior seemed somewhat ungrateful.
"Between you and me, there's no need to be so polite. I know you hate being dominated the most, not that you truly hate me." said the dragon clan expert.
Long Chen nodded. He hated the feeling of being dominated; that would trigger his most painful memories. That powerless feeling made him wish he were dead.
Those memories seemed to come from the painful recollections of being oppressed in the Fengming Empire as a child, and perhaps from the memories of the Dan Emperor. In short, it was extremely, extremely unbearable, so painful it drove one mad.
"Buzz"
At that moment, space trembled, and two sharp swords attacked Long Chen from two different angles. The terrifying threat of death once again enveloped Long Chen.