Eight giant hands that covered the sky reached out from eight spatial gates, each pitch black as ink, like demonic claws, blotting out the sky and sun.
They carried supreme laws and earth-shattering divine might. The moment they appeared, the ancestor-level experts of the Dragon Clan were shocked to find they were completely immobilized.
"This is ..."
Their faces were filled with terror. This kind of power could actually be accompanied by sealing power. Even beings of their level were like ants before it.
"Boom!"
Eight giant hands simultaneously reached out to Long Chen. At that moment, the void was sealed, time seemed to stand still, and Long Chen was horrified to find he could do nothing, forced to watch helplessly as the eight hands surrounded him.
At that moment, Long Chen's mind raced, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him:
"Damn, I forgot about it."
"Rumble rumble ..."
The
eight giant hands were like eight layers of prison, tightly surrounding and trapping Long Chen. At the same time, eight streams of force surged forward, and the violent pressure instantly made Long Chen's blood surge and nearly burst.
"Crack, crack, crack...
Long Chen carried the Dragonbone Xie Yue, his body bent under the pressure, bones cracking and legs trembling, as if the weight of the myriad worlds was pressing down on him, his bones ready to shatter at any moment.
"Boss..."
Guo Ran and the others were shocked; no one expected that the power of Minglong Tianfeng against Long Chen was not his own, but the power of the laws of the Underworld.
The most terrifying part was that Guo Ran and the others were also trapped by spatial laws, unable to move, helplessly watching Long Chen fall into a desperate situation, with no way out.
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz...
However, on the battlefield, there was one person unaffected by the laws of the underworld. His longsword roared, and his violent sword will transformed into billions of sword runes, shattering the endless laws of the demon realm and protecting him within.
"Zifeng"
When Guo Ran and the others saw this scene, they were overjoyed. Yue Zifeng was unaffected by the laws of the Underworld; as long as he attacked Minglong Tianfeng and interrupted his spell, Long Chen could escape.
"Buzz!"
Yue Zifeng slashed out with his sword, his sharp sword energy piercing through the void, slicing through myriad paths, heading straight for Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak.
This sword carried everyone's hopes. At that moment, Guo Ran and the others' hearts leapt into their throats.
"Boom!"
However, this sword energy did not reach the Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak; instead, it was struck halfway and exploded with a thunderous crash.
"Silver-haired Void"
When they saw who had made the move, Guo Ran and the others gritted their teeth. This guy had actually blocked Yue Zifeng's strike at this critical moment.
Yue Zifeng's face was somewhat pale. The continuous bloody battles had exhausted him greatly. Sword cultivators are not skilled in prolonged fighting.
However, at this critical moment, Yue Zifeng took a deep breath, raised his longsword in front of him, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes, just about to make a move.
"Rumble rumble...
A deafening explosion echoed
from afar. Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look. Long Chen was covered in blood, his bowed body slowly rising. With every inch he lifted, large cracks appeared in the sky above his head. The sight stunned everyone.
"Nether Emperor?" Who do you think you are? Having been slain by the Lord of the Nine Stars, only a remnant soul remains, yet he dares to show off in front of the Nine Star lineage?
You're a defeated general, a defeated dog, and you think you can make Master Long San bow his head?" Long Chen's roar echoed through the world, like the roar of a demon, like the low growl of a war god.
His voice grew louder and louder, each word containing an aura that looked down on the heavens and looked down on the universe, his soaring aura covering the eternal celestial firmament.
"Rumble rumble...
The
Dragonbone Xie Yue slung it onto his shoulders, his body gradually straightening up. The void above his head kept collapsing, and the endless chains of order shattered one after another.
He was like a divine emperor, standing tall beneath the sky, as if there was no power in this world that could overwhelm him.
"Ignorant fool! Even if you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish." Minglong Tianfeng was shocked to see Long Chen resist the divine technique imbued with the Underworld Emperor's will. At the same time, his eyes were filled with jealousy.
Minglong Tianfeng formed hand seals with both hands, and suddenly the eight spatial gates exploded, forming eight massive spatial vortices.
The moment the spatial vortex formed, the violent power of the underworld doubled in an instant. At that moment, everyone in the Dragon Domain spat out mouthfuls of blood, feeling as if their bodies were being crushed and their souls crushed.
It should be noted that most of this terrifying pressure was concentrated on Long Chen, who looked at him in shock.
"Rumble rumble...
The shattered chains of order around
Long Chen rapidly healed, growing thicker and binding toward him like a tidal wave.
"Stop! You idiot! I want a living person. You can't kill him..." The silver-haired cankong saw this scene and was both shocked and furious, cursing loudly.
However, at this moment, Minglong Tianfeng completely ignored the silver-haired distant air. He was determined to kill Long Chen because Long Chen's strength made him jealous and fearful. Only if Long Chen died could he feel at ease.
"Don't resist its will. Hurry up and follow the plan." The Qiankun Cauldron said anxiously.
It knew Long Chen's plan, but at this moment, Long Chen was not following it at all and was starting to challenge the Will of the Nether Emperor. With this stubborn temper, all plans were thrown into chaos.
However, Long Chen ignored the Qiankun Cauldron's warning, still stubbornly resisting the terrifying pressure, looking determined to fight the will of the Nether Emperor. The Qiankun Cauldron was so angry he nearly cursed.
Now he regretted recognizing Long Chen as his master so soon. If he hadn't recognized him as his master, he could have acted on his own to resist the power of the laws.
But now that it had recognized its master, it could no longer act independently against Long Chen's will, and could only watch helplessly as Long Chen acted recklessly like a stubborn donkey.
At this moment, Long Chen was covered in blood, his skin cracked, his eyes bloodshot, looking utterly crazed.
Yue Zifeng, who had originally intended to strike, slowly withdrew his sword, because he knew Long Chen was about to challenge the Will of the Nether Emperor. Although he knew that if Long Chen were defeated, his life and death would be lost, he knew Long Chen did not want him to make a move.
"Rumble rumble... Long
Chen trembled all over. Facing the crushing will of the Nether Emperor and the laws of the underworld, he gritted his teeth and endured. His blood soaked his body, making him look a bit battered, but the killing intent of Ling Tian grew even fiercer.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud sound rang outA thunderous explosion erupted, and the endless chains of order around Long Chen shattered with a roar, the aura that had nearly crushed all the heavens and worlds vanished in an instant.
At that moment, everyone resumed their actions. Shocked, they looked at Long Chen, and behind him appeared two beautiful figures.
Their figures were blurry, yet his figure was clearly visible—their black clothes and skirts, their long hair flowing, their faces obscured. Yet, just from their blurry figures, one could sense their peerless elegance.
Long Chen was covered in blood, but within that blood, black spots began to appear. These black spots slowly surged behind him, eventually merging into the two figures.
"The power of the Nether God?" How is this possible?"
At this moment, Minglong Tianfeng was also stunned, his mouth agape, his face full of disbelief.