How is this possible?
This was the first thought that flashed through people's minds: the power of faith could only be consumed, not counterattacked.
The power of faith is a force that transcends the heavenly way, condensed from the spiritual strength of countless beings, indestructible.
Because of this, even a Sanhua-level Earth Venerable still holds Liao Bencang, the Realm King, in awe. This is the terrifying power of faith.
But Long Chen's power actually cracked the statue behind Liao Bencang, which was beyond everyone's comprehension.
"How is that possible? He wasn't a dragon, so why did he possess such powerful divine power? "Ancestor Kunpeng's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The Kunpeng clan also possesses sacred power. It is the power the clan has seized through generations of struggles against the Heavenly Dao, a power that surpasses the Heavenly Dao.
Sacred power is the result of each generation of strong warriors battling the Heavenly Dao and enduring countless tribulations, before a trace of divine power accumulates within their bodies.
And this trace of divine power, through reproduction and accumulation, ultimately forms a powerful legacy.
It can be said that the power of the Sacred Power was seized by countless generations of Kunpeng clan warriors, risking their lives to challenge the heavens.
Besides the Kunpeng clan, many other races possess sacred power. They refuse to be bound by the Heavenly Dao, risking their lives to break through their shackles and accumulate sacred power.
However, the two races with the strongest sacred power are the Kunpeng clan and the True Dragon clan.
The sacred power of the True Dragon clan is the highest among all races. Because of this, they have earned the titles of leader of a hundred scales and emperor of all beasts. This is why dragon might can suppress all beasts—it carries a sacred aura.
Therefore, the Kunpeng Ancestor, who also possessed sacred power, immediately sensed the clues. Only sacred power could directly clash with the power of faith.
But what he couldn't accept was that Long Chen's divine power was so terrifying. Although his aura was faint, its strength was astonishing.
If his divine power was as large as a house, then Long Chen's divine power was a three-inch-long steel nail.
Though the steel nails were small, they were incredibly hard. They directly confronted Liao Bencang's faith power, and Liao Bencang's faith power was actually overwhelmed.
What shocked Ancestor Kunpeng most was that Long Chen's divine power did not simply come from the true dragon, but also from himself. When the two sacred powers fused, they formed a kind of divine power he had never seen before.
This completely overturned his understanding of sacred power. Divine power can only be formed by contending with the Heavenly Dao, fighting for the right to live and freedom amid the near-death tribulation. Besides that, it requires countless generations of accumulation and inheritance for divine power to form.
Long Chen is a human, and he ascended from the next realm. His ancestors definitely didn't have a divine inheritance, so how did his divine power come from?
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Just as Ancestor Kunpeng was shocked and unbelievable, the small statue behind Liao Bencang kept cracking. Even the largest statue began to show cracks, as if it was about to explode.
At this moment, Liao Bencang was also filled with terror and disbelief. He knew little about sacred power, even less so than Ancestor Kunpeng. He couldn't figure out why it was like this—faith power was almost invincible.
"Come help me, or we'll all die."
Liao Bencang roared, suddenly feeling terrified. At the same time, a face suddenly appeared in his mind—a fat man, whose mouth was probably wearing a sinister smile.
"Boom!"
Just as he opened his mouth to roar in anger, countless small statues behind him suddenly exploded with a thunderous crash. The shattering of these statues meant that Liao Bencang had now been cut off from communication with his followers, and could no longer obtain a steady stream of faith power.
"Pfft!"
Liao Bencang spat blood wildly, his brow cracked, terror flashing in his eyes. Suddenly, his brow split open, and a transparent arrow shot straight at Long Chen's brow.
"Mind Divergence, Power of the Celestial Venerable?"
Those powerful figures had already charged forward. When they saw Liao Bencang fighting Long Chen with all his might, he was still able to unleash a soul attack, and they all jumped in shock.
In this situation, a Earth Venerable powerhouse simply cannot do it. If one resists with full force, the human essence, qi, and spirit merge into one and are inseparable. Attacking separately would only hasten one's own defeat.
But Liao Bencang managed to withstand Long Chen's pressure with this strike, which meant he had used a special kind of power.
This power is called 'will' in the Dragon Clan, but nameless in the Human race, known as the Power of the Celestial Venerable—an invisible energy that only Celestial Venerable-level experts can wield.
To harness this energy, one usually only needs to unite the three flowers and reach the state of no-self and formlessness—that is, the Heavenly Venerable realm—to possess this power. No one expected that Liao Bencang, a Realm King powerhouse, would already possess the power of a Heavenly Venerable in advance.
"Buzz!"
But to everyone's surprise, when his transparent arrow was released, Long Chen didn't dodge. The soul sword struck the front of Long Chen's brow and shattered with a thunderous crash.
"What?"
People's hearts raced wildly because they were horrified to discover that a transparent shield had also appeared in front of Long Chen's brow, actually blocking Liao Bencang's strike.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
At that moment, the massive statue behind Liao Bencang began to crack rapidly. Terror flashed in Liao Bencang's eyes. He wanted to call for help, but once he spoke, the violent pressure would instantly kill him.
"Let's attack together."
At this moment, Ancestor Kunpeng sensed something was wrong. If he didn't intervene to help, Liao Bencang would truly be dead. If Liao Bencang died, who could possibly withstand Long Chen?
"Rumble rumble... Dozens
of Three-Flower-level Earth Venerable experts, including Ancestor Kunpeng, the Moluo clan, the Blood Clan, and the Nether Clan, all charged at Long Chen at once. They dared not approach him but launched a ranged attack.
One attack after another tore through the heavenly wall, each move unleashed with full force. They no longer cared about anything else; they had to kill Long Chen quickly. Long Chen's strength had already terrified them.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a transparent light screen appeared around Long Chen. As soon as it appeared, everyone's hearts raced. Could it be the power of a Celestial Venerable again?
"Boom!"
All their attacks struck the light screen around Long Chen.
"Buzz!"
Without a deafening explosion, the light screen around Long Chen twisted and deformed in an instant, and then everyone's expressions changed:
"Not good, our power is ...."
"Pfft!"
Long Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and before Long Chen, Liao Bencang didn't even make a sound—he was shattered to dust by Long Chen. The statue behind him instantly turned to nothingness, and the endless power of faith dissipated.
"Long Chen, I won't let your ... off."
In the endless voidFrom the void came Liao Bencang's unwilling roar. His body shattered, his primordial spirit turning to nothingness, but he had the power of faith to support him. As faith power endured, he still had the chance to reshape his primordial spirit.
"Buzz"—
just as the overwhelming power of faith was about to dissipate between heaven and earth, the entire world trembled, and the spatial gate in the nine heavens slowly opened.
The Gate of Space opened, and Long Chen was shocked. Why did the Gate of Hell suddenly open?
"Whoosh!"
The Gate of Hell opened, and a terrifying suction force came through. The power of faith, about to fade, was actually absorbed into the Gate of Hell.
"No... Empuda, you damn ..." From the endless power of faith came Liao Bencang's unwilling roar.
"No, this isn't the aura of hell. I've been tricked." Long Chen's expression changed dramatically.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the spatial gate suddenly lit up, and a beam of light shot straight ahead. That direction was the imperial capital, and above the capital, Long Chen saw endless black flames.
When Long Chen saw that pillar of light, his soul suddenly trembled, and a terrible premonition rose in his heart:
"That's the Flame of Flame of Flame. Their target is Qingxuan."
At that moment, Long Chen's killing intent surged to the heavens. The wings of the Kunpeng behind him trembled, and he didn't bother to kill those before him, heading straight for the imperial capital.