"That's the Wing of the Nether Emperor. Legend has it that only those blessed by the Nether Emperor possess it,"
the
patriarch of the White Dragon Clan said, "The Nether Emperor's wings are divided into twin, four, six, eight, ten, and twelve wings.
Among them, the twelve wings are the highest. Legend has it that only sons of the Nether Emperor are qualified to possess the Twelve Nether Emperor Wings.
However, the Nether Dragon Clan were traitors to the dragon clan. Back then, they betrayed the Chaos Dragon Emperor and defected to the Netherworld, which has always been rejected by them.
Although the Underworld Dragon clan had served as loyal warriors and made countless contributions to the Underworld, suffering countless injuries and deaths, the Underworld had always remained wary of them.
I've never heard of anyone from the Underworld Dragon clan becoming the son of the Nether Emperor. If this Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak is the son of the Nether Emperor, then he might also be the first son of the Nether Emperor in the clan's history."
With this explanation from the White Dragon Clan leader, everyone suddenly understood. Clearly, even powerful figures like Mo Ying and Xie Qianzhong didn't know this secret.
"The Son of the Nether Emperor?"
Long Chen immediately thought of Yu Qingxuan, the former daughter of the Nether Emperor. It seemed that the karmic entanglement between himself and the Nether Emperor seemed destined and would eventually be completely settled.
Long Chen looked at Minglong Tianfeng, his gaze growing sharp. At this moment, the twelve Wings of the Nether Emperor on Minglong Tianfeng stretched open heaven and earth, countless paths shattered, endless Dao runes flowing, and he fought alone against Mo Yang's group of powerful warriors, never showing signs of defeat.
This person's strength far exceeded Long Chen's expectations. Because the spatial gate was closed and he could not receive the power of the underworld, the strength of Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak would inevitably be greatly diminished.
Yet even so, even with all their might, Mo Yang and the others still couldn't suppress him. Long Chen knew Mo Yang's strength; if he fought head-on with only dragon blood, Long Chen would stand no chance against him.
Now, with so many of them working together, they still couldn't take Minglong Heavenly Peak, which forced Long Chen to change his original plan.
"Long Chen, why don't we all act together? First, take out Minglong Tianfeng. Facing such a traitor, there's no need to talk to him about any rules." Xie Qianzhong suggested.
"That's right, this guy is terrifying. If we let him grow up, the children of our dragon clan will be in trouble." The Chiyue clan chief chimed in.
"While the spatial gate hasn't opened yet, this is our only chance to kill him. Don't miss this chance." This time, even Mo Ying spoke up.
Long Chen shook his head and said,
"You can't kill him. Even if you all intervene, if he can't win, he'll run away.
If he doesn't want to fight to the death, with the power of the Nether Emperor protecting him, you won't be able to stop him at all."
"How would you know if you don't try?" Chiyue's face darkened as she spoke. Long Chen's words were hurtful. If someone else had said such things, he would have lost his temper long ago.
If they can't kill them, they can't stop them. This is simply the greatest humiliation to the clan leaders, and they will surely refuse to accept it.
Long Chen looked at the Chiyue clan leader and sighed, "Actually, I want to kill him even more than you do. Such a powerful opponent—if it were any other day, I definitely wouldn't have missed it.
But today, not that works. We have an even more terrifying enemy, and our strength must not be wasted at all.
Although we currently hold an absolute advantage, in reality, the Dragon Domain is in absolute danger. One careless moment could mean eternal ruin.
We will stay here and maintain our strongest fighting state. The fate that determines the fate of the Dragon Domain's fate is in our hands. We must not be careless."
Long Chen used two 'Ten Million' in a row, which made Mo Ying and the others shudder. Although they hadn't spent much time with him, they genuinely admired his methods.
Long Chen speaking to them in such a tone meant that the situation was even more serious than they had imagined.
Mo Ying nodded, and the other clan leaders fell silent. At this moment, the entire sky was stained red with dragon blood, and the stench of blood in the air drove people mad.
The Dragonblood Legion charged madly, shattering the formations of the Yinglong and Bone Dragon clans into disarray, leaving them utterly disarrayed. Almost all the top-tier experts were wiped out.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the Dragon Blood Legion rapidly dispersed like bolts of lightning, rushing toward the edge of the battlefield to fiercely battle the Dark Dragon clan's powerhouses alongside the prodigies of the Dragon Domain.
"Puff puff puff..."
The Dragonblood warriors moved like human lightning, leaving severed limbs and flesh flying everywhere. With the addition of the Dragonblood Legion, the Dark Dragon clan's army rapidly shrank.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
At
that moment, the nine heavens trembled, the stars above trembled, and drops of blood rain scattered.
"Ss s s..."
Blood rain spilled across the earth, and the terrifying essence blood corroded the land into large holes. That was the blood of the Dragon Emperor, which the earth could not bear.
Ying Bufei, above the heavens, had gone mad. The Dragonblood Legion frantically slaughtered his clansmen, but he was entangled and unable to escape, forced to fight desperately.
And precisely because the Dragon Blood Legion saw Ying Bufei fighting desperately, they abandoned the Yinglong and Bone Dragon clans, giving them a chance to catch their breath, lest Ying Bufei become desperate and create unpredictable opportunities.
The seven great dragon ancestors were all injured under Ying Bufei's frenzied counterattack, but they gritted their teeth and desperately tried to block him. Even if it cost them their lives, they absolutely could not let him charge into the battlefield.
These dragon clan ancestors kept burning their souls, their lifespans rapidly decreasing, but at this moment, they didn't care at all. They had only one thought: to complete the mission Long Chen had taught them.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Suddenly, endless rifts appeared in the void, and the vanished portal of space reappeared.
However, countless chains appeared on these spatial gates, binding them tightly and preventing them from opening.
These chains were the sealing technique Xia Chen had used. However, as the spatial gate trembled and the chains cracked, some chains became overwhelmed and began to break. It seemed they couldn't hold out much longer.
"Hold on! When the Gate of Space opens, we'll wipe out all these foolish dragons." A half-step Dragon Emperor from the Nether Dragon clan roared in anger.
"Boom!"
But just as he finished shouting, he was struck by a sweep from Gu Yang. In a head-on fight, both Gu Yang and the half-step Dragon Emperor of the Nether Dragon clan were sent flying backward.
"Brothers, put in more effort! Before the spatial gate opens, kill all these guys." Gu Yang shouted, wielding the dragonbone spear, to challenge the half-step Human Emperor one-on-one.
To everyone's shock, after enduring continuous bloody battles, Gu Yang was still at his peak, his vitality surging and his energy abundant.
"Boom boom boom...
Gu Yang struck seven times in a row. The half-step Dragon Emperor fought head-on seven times, but the elder of the Nether Dragon clan and Gu Yang simultaneously spat blood.
"Bastard, you're cheating!"
The elder of the Nether Dragon clan roared in anger. He had fought Gu Yang and was suppressed by Gu Yang's powerful dragon soul, feeling extremely distressed.
But since he had never encountered a dragon soul suppression in his entire life in the underworld, he couldn't explain it and ended up saying "cheating."
"Damn it, you old man."
Gu Yang possessed a dragon soul, as if aided by divine power. Fierce battles with the dragon clan were a huge advantage. To duel a half-step Dragon Emperor one-on-one—such an opportunity was rare and precious. He roared and charged again.
"Boom boom boom...
Under the suppression of the dragon soul, the Dark Dragon clan warrior was left speechless, unable to voice his grief or use his strength, so furious he nearly coughed up blood, forced to retreat again and again by Gu Yang's killing.
"Boom boom boom..."
At that moment, eight consecutive explosions rang out, endless chains shattered, eight spatial gates opened, and endless nether energy surged madly in.
"Get lost!"
As endless Netherworld energy surged in, the Dark Dragon Heavenly Peak, barely holding on under siege, let out a furious roar. The twelve wings behind him spread wide, and in an instant, thousands of miles away, Mo Yang and the others were blasted away by the terrifying wings.
Ten thousand miles of wings trembled, and the terrifying imperial aura washed across heaven and earth. Minglong Tianfeng's face twisted with rage as he roared to the heavens:
"Damn it, today, none of you will survive."