A group appeared in Long Chen's heavenly tribulation. The leader showed one eye, while the other eye was covered by a black eye patch.
The appearance of this person made Long Chen's heart skip a beat. From this person, he sensed a powerful aura of thunder—clearly, the person before him was a rare Thunder Cultivator.
This man was tall and imposing, with no grass growing on his head, yet countless runes sprouted like countless centipedes crawling around, making him feel terrifying.
In his only eye, thunder symbols flickered from time to time. This one-eyed eye stared at Long Chen, its face full of mockery and disdain.
"This person's nickname is Lei Kuang. No one knows his real name, and he is also the Divine Son of the Wind God Sea Pavilion." When Tang Wan'er saw the one-eyed man, she immediately stopped what she was doing and sent a message to Long Chen, her face full of caution.
Long Chen glanced up and down at Lei Kuang. He had to admit, this person's nickname was spot on—every movement, every expression displayed his arrogant demeanor.
Lei Kuang stood with his hands behind his back, disdainfully sized up Long Chen, then said to Tang Wan'er, "Tang Wan'er, is this the Long Chen you mentioned?" Looks like it's not that great after all! I told you, why not follow me? I guarantee that in the Wind God Sea Pavilion, no one will dare to trouble you. As
soon as Lei Kuang spoke, the eight divine attendants behind him immediately wore wicked smiles, and at that moment, Long Chen's expression changed.
"Wan'er, what would happen if I killed them?" Long Chen said to Tang Wan'er.
"No, the Wind God Sea Pavilion forbids disciples from fighting privately. If you kill him, you'll implicate Master." Tang Wan'er was shocked. She knew Long Chen had murderous intent and hurriedly said.
"Hahaha..."
Hearing Long Chen's words, Lei Kuang didn't get angry but laughed. Not only did he laugh, but the eight divine attendants behind him also laughed, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
However, Long Chen didn't smile. He just stared coldly at Lei Kuang. As a man, he absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to tease Tang Wan'er like this.
"I promise I'll make sure it's clean." Long Chen transmitted to Tang Wan'er.
"Long Chen, calm down. This is still the territory of the Wind God Sea Pavilion. If you kill him, all the karmic consequences can be deduced.
I know you're very angry. Please promise me to endure a little longer. When the Divine Rank Ranking Tournament comes, we'll teach him a lesson." Tang Wan'er grabbed Long Chen's arm, her tone almost pleading, sending him a voice transmission.
Long Chen clenched his fists tightly. If Tang Wan'er weren't here, even if the Heavenly King himself came, Long Chen would fight this idiot to the death, never resting.
"Kid, are you not convinced?" If it weren't for the rules of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, just judging by your current gaze, you'd already be a corpse.
But it's okay, the ranking matches are coming soon. By then, I'll let you know you're just trash, and you're not good enough for her. Lei Kuang laughed heartily, then arrogantly waved his hand:
"Let's go."
"Kid, see you in the ranked match. When the time comes, I want to see your moves. If you can't even beat me, just ram your head to death." Haha! Before leaving, one of the divine attendants made a humiliating gesture at Long Chen.
When the nine left, Long Chen's face was ashen, his gaze sharp as a blade. He felt like he was about to explode with rage.
"Long Chen, calm down. We'll conserve our strength. When the ranking matches come, we'll show them a lesson." Tang Wan'er pulled Long Chen along, pleading softly.
Long Chen nodded and had Tang Wan'er lead the group to confront the thunder beasts. Those thunder beasts carried the will of the Heavenly Dao, and their roars disturbed the minds. These female disciples would be in certain danger.
Tang Wan'er saw Long Chen's expression gradually return to normal. Only then did she give him a sweet smile, and while no one was looking, she secretly kissed him on the cheek before turning and rushing into the battlefield.
Feeling Tang Wan'er's fragrant kiss, Long Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly. He looked at his own hands—they had been stained with countless killings, but they could never push away the one he loved.
Just now, Tang Wan'er had held Long Chen tightly, and only then did he suppress the overwhelming murderous intent in his heart. Long Chen didn't know why, but Lei Kuang's words just now made his mind go dizzy, and his anger nearly drove him to lose his mind.
At the moment he lost his sanity, Long Chen suddenly thought of the white-robed Long Chen. Before Long Chen appeared, he had the same feeling before.
At that moment, Long Chen was startled: a simple provocation almost made me lose my temper. When did my heart become so fragile?
Could it be that she's been influenced by inner demons? Every time he appeared, Long Chen felt himself becoming irritable and angry, his killing intent soaring, like a volcano fully charged to the extreme, on the verge of collapse, ready to erupt at the slightest touch.
Given Long Chen's personality, if someone provoked him, he usually wouldn't bother to bother with them.
If anyone dared to provoke his woman, Long Chen would basically just want to slap him hard and teach him a lesson.
But just now, Long Chen had an extremely strong desire to blow up the bald man's head, to crush his body into powder, and grind it into powder; otherwise, he could not dispel the hatred in his heart.
Not only Lei Kuang, but also his eight divine attendants—just thinking of their contemptuous looks and expressions made Long Chen wish he could tear their faces off.
"What's wrong with me?"
Thinking of his own thoughts, Long Chen couldn't help but shiver. When had he become so irritable and so vicious?
"Could it be that I've fallen into a demonic state too?"
Long Chen's heart trembled as he thought of the man in white—the one whose face was cold and his eyes darkened, filled only with killing and no emotion.
"Hoo"
Long Chen let out a long breath, trying to calm himself down—this was not a good omen.
If this continued, his willpower would weaken more and more, and the influence of his inner demons would only grow. White-robed Dragon Chen would easily suppress him.
"Damn, why is it always so unlucky? There are always some fearless idiots coming to mess with me. It's so annoying." Long Chen was trying to comfort himself, but the thought of Lei Kuang's annoying glare, the flames Long Chen had suppressed flared up again.
"Buzz"
At that moment, the Nine Heavens Tribulation Cloud suddenly trembled. Long Chen hurriedly said, "
Lei Ling'er, lock onto the heavenly tribulation and don't let it dissipate."
Lei Ling'er heard Long Chen's command and flew out from the chaotic space. She formed hand seals with both hands, causing heaven and earth to tremble. Endless chains of thunder pierced through the void, locking onto the tribulation clouds above the heavens.
At this moment, the thunder beasts in the sky had already disappeared, the tribulation was nearing its end, and the female warriors were exhausted. Suddenly, they saw Lei Ling'er unleash the Trapping Heaven Technique, a super-wide divine power that stunned all of them.
"Ning!"
Lei Ling'er shouted sharply. The tribulation clouds in the Nine Heavens were compressed by endless chains, causing heaven and earth to tremble, myriad paths to split apart. Amidst the thunder flashes, the tribulation clouds were forcibly compressed by Lei Ling'er into a ball of thunder the size of a baby's fist.
"Buzz"
At that moment, Long Chen's dantian trembled violently. When Long Chen opened his inner vision, a faint smile finally appeared on his tense face.