People were shocked. That was a Nine Meridian Emperor, with blood and energy reaching the heavens, yet in front of Long Chen, he still couldn't withstand a single move.
"It seems the decline of the Dragon Clan has been going on for quite some time. Even an old fellow like you has no fighting spirit at all. No wonder each generation is worse than the last." Long Chen's dragon bone spear pierced the old man's chest, his face grim as he spoke.
The old man was both shocked and furious. Earlier, he had been shocked by Long Chen's sharp counterattack and hadn't expected his next strike to come so quickly—he couldn't react in time.
"If you want to kill, then do it. Do as you wish. Don't humiliate my dragon clan. Hmph, if you kill me, I want to see how you manage to leave the Dragon Domain alive." The old man said angrily.
"Threaten me? Then I'll grant your wish."
This old man did have some backbone, but his threatening tone instantly ignited Long Chen's anger, and runes lit up on his spear.
"Long Chen, don't ..."
At that moment, an anxious voice rang out. Long Chen was very familiar with the voice, and he immediately spotted Bai Yingxue in the distance.
Along with Bai Yingxue were countless powerful members of the White Dragon clan, and at the same time, Long Chen saw those familiar faces.
"Boss..."
When they saw Long Chen, Guo Ran, Gu Yang, Bai Xiaole, and the others' eyes all turned red.
Last time, when they encountered the silver-haired Void, everyone was utterly defeated, completely no match for them. They had always worried about Long Chen's safety; such a terrifying presence was simply beyond his ability to handle.
Although the White Dragon clan chief had subtly leaked information that Long Chen was safe, they still felt uneasy.
Now, seeing Long Chen holding a dragonbone spear, lifting a Nine-Meridian Emperor, with hundreds of thousands of Dragon Clan disciples lying beneath his feet, Long Chen's imposing presence and heroic spirit undiminished. At that moment, the warriors of the Dragon Blood Legion were so moved they were almost in tears.
Bai Shishi kept reminding herself not to cry, not to be embarrassed, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing.
Women are different from men; women are more scheming. She worried about Long Chen more than anyone else. Many times, she couldn't help but let her thoughts run wild. These days, she had lost interest in cultivation and looked much more haggard.
Now, seeing Long Chen return, she covered her cherry lips with her jade-like hand, tears falling like pearls with broken strings. The only thing she could do was not let herself cry out loud.
Seeing everyone, Long Chen felt a warmth in his heart, and most of his anger and murderous intent instantly faded. Seeing Bai Shishi holding back tears, Long Chen felt even more heartbroken.
"Young friend Long Chen, let's stop for now. If there's anything to discuss, let's talk back to the clan." At that moment, an elder stepped out from within the White Dragon clan.
The newcomer was not tall—short, chubby, and friendly. He didn't look like a master at all, but more like someone from outside a wealthy mansion.
However, this person is a genuine half-step Dragon Emperor. His power is truly unfathomable, yet he never intimidates anyone. He is a kind elder with a strong affinity that makes people let down all guards and trust him completely.
This person is extremely powerful, but his strength isn't for killing, so people can't sense his threat.
"Long Chen, let me introduce you. This is the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan in the Tianyuan Dragon Domain." Bai Yingxue hurriedly introduced it to Long Chen.
"Consider yourself lucky."
Long Chen glanced at the elder atop the dragon bone spear, snorted coldly, and with a flick of the spear, the old man was instantly sent flying.
"Gu Yang, a gift for you."
The Dragon Bone Spear in Long Chen's hand spun in the void, leaving his large hand like a white lightning bolt flying toward Gu Yang.
"Smack!"
When Gu Yang caught the dragon bone spear, he immediately felt a sense of being connected to its flesh and blood, and at the same time, he sensed the terrifying power of this spear.
"Boss Xie!"
Gu Yang shouted excitedly. He hadn't expected Long Chen to give him such a terrifying divine weapon.
Seeing the dragonbone spear in Gu Yang's hand, although no one knew its origin, they were all knowledgeable and knew it was a rare divine weapon.
"Boss, do you have my ...?" Bai Xiaole looked on with envy.
But just as he was about to speak, Bai Shishi tapped him on the head. This kid never minds the occasion—Bai Yingxue was introducing the clan leader of the White Dragon clan to Long Chen. Interrupting now would be too rude.
Long Chen handed the Dragon Bone Spear to Gu Yang, clasped his fists in salute, and said,
"Greetings, senior."
"Young friend Long Chen, there's no need to be so polite. This isn't the place to talk. Come with me to the White Dragon Clan for a chat." The White Dragon Clan chief looked a bit anxious; he knew that if he didn't leave quickly, he wouldn't be able to leave soon.
"If you want to leave, dream on!"
At that moment, a cold shout rang out. A black-faced elder led countless powerful figures forward. Their aura was fierce and murderous. Leading them was also a half-step Dragon Emperor, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they looked at Long Chen as if they wanted to tear him apart.
This was the clan leader of the Wulong clan, Wu Yifeng's grandfather. Upon learning that his grandson had been killed, he was instantly furious. All the Wulong clan's strong members came out and immediately surrounded Long Chen as soon as they arrived.
"You know what you should do to kill my eldest grandson, right?" The Wulong clan leader didn't even look at the White Dragon clan leader. He stared at Long Chen and shouted harshly.
"Of course," Long Chen replied crisply.
"Then you should kill yourself." The Wulong clan chief said coldly.
"Looks like you've misunderstood me. Killing your grandson is a very wrong move. He's too lonely on the road to the underworld. How about I send you down to keep him company?" Long Chen looked at the Wulong clan leader and said calmly.
Hearing Long Chen's domineering and arrogant words, the Dragon Blood warriors were filled with passion. This was the real boss. How many people in this world could say such heroic words?
"You're asking for death!"
The Wulong clan chief roared angrily, and the pressure of a half-step Dragon Emperor instantly erupted, his fierce aura locked onto Long Chen.
Facing the oppressive presence of the Wulong clan leader, Long Chen opened his large hand and slowly grasped the hilt of the Dragonbone Evil Moon blade behind him. His voice was icy cold, like the murmuring of a grim reaper:
"Foolish man, I'm willing to give him a chance. Bad people—I'll kill every one I meet.
And someone as foolish and wicked as you, when you encounter me, it can only mean your time is up—heaven is taking you."
"Ignorant human fools! You have no idea your place. Everyone scatter, anyone who dares to stop me from avenging my grandson will be an enemy of my Wulong clan. Kill them without mercy." The Wulong clan chief shouted angrily.
"Whoosh!"
Hundreds of thousands of Wulong clan warriors, weapons in hand, instantly blocked the front of the White Dragon clanThe Wulong clan chief's words were meant for the White Dragon clan.
The Wulong clan leader avenging his grandson was well-reasoned. If the White Dragon clan intervened, it would be equivalent to forming a mortal enemy with them.
The White Dragon clan chief shook his head, just about to speak when suddenly someone stepped forward: "
Boss, let me have this person!"