The massive Dragonbone Evil Moon rested on Long Chen's shoulders, its evil killing intent infecting the entire world and shattering its laws.
After this period of cultivation, the Dragonbone Evil Moon's aura had grown stronger, and its killing aura had intensified. It was like a demonic soldier from hell, synonymous with death and destruction.
One man and one blade, murderous intent soared to the sky. Everyone felt the terrifying killing intent, their souls trembling, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Even Ye Lingkong and the others outside the barrier could feel the overwhelming murderous intent. This killing intent penetrated deep into one's soul, stirring the most primal fear.
No matter how high your cultivation or how powerful you are, you cannot withstand this fear. Even a half-step Divine Emperor-level expert can feel waves of chills and involuntary trembling.
Because no matter how high one's realm or how strong one's cultivation, in the face of death, all beings are equal. Perhaps death is the fairest thing in the world.
"Step step step... Long
Chen carried the Dragonbone Evil Moon, step by step toward Ye Linfeng. Long Chen's eyes were cold and chilling, like a death god from hell. The space behind him kept twisting and collapsing, the scene utterly terrifying.
"People are foolish because they don't understand reverence and gratitude. The weak need to respect the strong, because the strong can take everything from you at any time."
The strong also need to respect the weak; otherwise, the day the weak become strong will be your own destruction. It seems you don't understand this principle.
Relying on his somewhat inexperienced skills, thinking that with his background he can call himself a god and wield life and death?
Not to mention you—even the Great Brahma Heaven was nearly beaten to the point of his primordial spirit collapse, his body dying and his Dao extinguished. You, a mere false god, what right do you have to act arrogantly and show off your power? Long Chen's voice was icy cold, and when it reached his ears, it felt as if it could freeze his soul.
Ye Linfeng was a prodigy of his generation, possessing the body of a deity, extraordinary in demeanor, and empowered by faith. His aura was immense, inspiring fear and awe.
Yet such a powerful prodigy was like a rabbit battling a fierce tiger before Long Chen; the aura between the two was simply incomparable—the gap was simply too great.
Long Chen's voice was like the murmur of a Heavenly Emperor, yet also like the mockery of a demon god, making everyone tremble with fear. At this moment, Ye Linfeng's face was covered in blood, his whole body trembling.
Unfortunately, his eyes disappeared, his face shattered, and people couldn't see his expression, nor could they tell if he was trembling with anger or fear.
"You're just a tiny ant—what right do you have to judge the gods? Do you think that's all I can do? You're wrong! Ye Linfeng roared.
Because Ye Linfeng had lost his mouth and his teeth had shattered, his voice was extremely muffled and strange. Still, people could barely understand him and could hear his powerful confidence in his voice.
"Burning the power of faith...!"
Ye Linfeng roared, his entire body enveloped in milky white flames. Endless power of faith soared into the sky, and a sacred and magnificent aura swept across the heavens.
"Oh my god, he actually has a trump card."
People exclaimed in amazement. They had fought to this extent, thinking it was over, but unexpectedly, Ye Linfeng's aura was still rapidly rising.
"Burning faith power—Ye Linfeng is really losing money this time. Generating faith power is extremely difficult. Although he can exchange it for supreme divine power, the lost faith power may take thousands or even tens of thousands of years to recover."
If that happens, he won't miss the opportunity to restart the Nine Heavens, missing out on condensing the Heavenly Vein Dragon Qi. Even if he kills Long Chen, it won't be worth it. From now on, he'll no longer be one of us, and may never catch up to us for the rest of his life. "Inside the defensive battlefield, a powerful demon clan member couldn't help but sigh upon seeing this scene.
Originally, he had a good relationship with Ye Linfeng. This so-called good relationship was actually built with resources, and the forces behind him hoped to use his relationship with Ye Linfeng to boost their own family.
But if Ye Linfeng burns the power of faith, his cultivation will not only stagnate but also fall from grace. The Martial God Hall is filled with experts and endless prodigies; the vacant spot will naturally be filled by someone else.
In this way, all the efforts of their family and his family will be wasted, and all hope will vanish.
"Step step, step ..."
Ye Linfeng ignited his faith power, blazing flames soaring into the sky, scorching the heavens. The violent pressure made heaven and earth tremble, yet Long Chen seemed to ignore his actions and continued to walk toward him step by step.
"Life is like an ant, one should aspire to the lofty ambition; Life is as fragile as paper; one should have an unyielding spirit. So what if they're just ants? Who dares say that ants cannot reach the top of the world and look down upon the mortal world? Long Chen said coldly.
Long Chen's words sent a jolt through the Hidden Dragon warriors; it was the first time in their lives they had heard such brilliant words.
They were once prodigies and strong warriors, but after arriving at the Wind God Sea Pavilion, they were overwhelmed by endless prodigies. At that moment, they realized how ordinary and weak they were, as ordinary as ants.
Within the Wind God Sea Pavilion, countless native disciples called them ants and stink bugs to describe their weakness and filth.
They have tried countless times to fight back, countless times to prove themselves, but reality is harsh. Each time they fail, and their resistance only brings more humiliation and ridicule.
That was the darkest period of their lives. They even suspected that in the Wind God Sea Pavilion, they would truly live as humble as ants until their lifespan was exhausted and they died humbly.
Now, Long Chen's words have ignited their boundless ambition, because they know that Long Chen and Tang Wan'er have climbed up step by step from the mortal realm. Who says ants can't step onto the pinnacle of the world and look down upon the mortal world?
"You filthy reptile, shut up! I'll kill you first, then ... your women," Ye Linfeng roared.
"Buzz!" However,
at the moment he roared, stars appeared beneath Long Chen's feet. He accelerated in an instant, wielding the Evil Moon Dragon Bone, charging in front of Ye Linfeng and slashing down with a single blade.
Ye Linfeng didn't have time to continue cursing; he swallowed the rest of his words. He opened his large hand, and a bronze ancient bell appeared. The milky white patterns on the bell swirled as it charged toward Long Chen.
"Boom!"
The Dragonbone Evil Moon slashed fiercely into the bronze ancient bell. With a loud explosion, all the powerful figures present felt their eardrums pierced through and spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood.
Even Tang Wan'er and the others were no exception. They were injured in an instant, and they didn't even understand why they were hurt. Their heads felt dizzy, and their internal organs seemed to be turning over.
"Pfft"
Long Chen was shaken back several steps, while Ye Linfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, and even his burning faith power weakened considerably.
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"Buzz" Long Chen's
slash was useless. He knew this bronze ancient bell was no ordinary item, capable of carrying endless power of faith. It should be a divine weapon of faith.
Long Chen snorted coldly. On the Dragonbone Evil Moon, endless stars swirled, and all the star power in his body was poured into the moon without reservation.
"Rumble...
As Long Chen's power was infused, billions of stars swirled above the Evil Moon of Dragon Bone, and an evil aura pierced through the Eternal Immortal Firmament, slashing at Ye Linfeng once again.
The previous strike was all powered by Dragonbone Evil Moon himself. Now, with man and blade merging, the two forces instantly merged. This strike could destroy heaven and earth.
"I'll fight you to the death..."
Ye Linfeng roared. On the Destiny Wheel behind him, billions of spots appeared, each like a spring, with the power of faith surging wildly.
Ye Linfeng knew that if he held back any longer, he would die. In an instant, he summoned and burned all his faith power, frantically pouring it into the bronze ancient bell.
"Boom!"
Everyone desperately covered their ears, setting up layers of defenses, watching helplessly as the two divine weapons clashed fiercely.