Guo Ran and the others were also stunned when they saw those two figures. They could hardly believe their eyes—how could they have appeared?
Not only were they stunned, even Long Chen himself hadn't expected that he actually possessed the blood soul power of Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue.
What he didn't know was that he had once had a fate to merge with Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue. They were divine beings, and after merging, the power of blood souls was implanted into his body. In fact, not only Long Chen but even Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue would be stunned when they arrived.
Now, under the pressure of the Nether Emperor's will and the laws of the underworld, their blood soul power rapidly awakened. At the most critical moment, they rushed out to protect Long Chen and help him counteract the laws of the underworld.
Their appearance helped Long Chen counteract the oppressive laws of the underworld, instantly reducing his pressure and instantly bursting the countless chains of order.
When the oppressive force of the Underworld Law faded, the figures of Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue slowly faded away, eventually turning into tiny spots that merged into Long Chen's body.
Although they had disappeared, the vast laws of the Underworld still lingered in the world. But at this moment, the laws could no longer oppose Long Chen.
They transformed from fierce tigers into docile sheep. Although Long Chen still couldn't master the laws of the underworld, they could no longer harm him.
Everyone was stunned by this scene. Only the Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak sensed the aura of the Nether God Clan from Long Chen, but he simply couldn't understand how a human could possess the divine blood of the Nether God Clan.
In this way, all the environment he had painstakingly built was wasted, and it would no longer be of any use to Long Chen.
"I really didn't expect you to have this trick. But even so, you can't possibly be a match for the great Son of the Nether Emperor." Minglong Tianfeng waved his hand, pointing his dragon spear at Long Chen and said, "
Your star power is already waning, while I have the Underworld Emperor's divine radiance and endless strength. How can you fight me?"
Minglong Tianfeng's words sent a chill through everyone's hearts. When they looked at Long Chen, they indeed noticed that his Starfire was beginning to show signs of waning.
Just now, he had confronted the Will of the Nether Emperor, consuming too much star power, and his combat effectiveness had begun to decline.
"Although I don't have much power left, killing you should be no problem at all." Long Chen snorted coldly, carrying the Dragonbone Evil Moon, stepping through the void as he walked step by step toward the Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak and the silver-haired void.
At this moment, the silver hair was suspended in the air, still behind Minglong Heavenly Peak. Strange flames swirled around him. No one knew what he was doing, but it was unlikely he would do anything good.
Seeing Long Chen approach, Minglong Tianfeng instinctively took half a step back. But at the very moment he stepped back, his anger erupted instantly.
He was the son of the great Nether Emperor. Retreating half a step meant he was now fearful of Long Chen, and also that he couldn't maintain his invincible will in front of Long Chen. He was terrified by Long Chen.
Thinking of this, Minglong Tianfeng was both shocked and furious. Unable to accept this reality, he immediately looked up and roared:
"Dragon blood burns, soul refines and connects to the underworld!"
Minglong Tianfeng roared, and within the vision behind him, a ten-thousand-li Minglong Dark Dragon appeared. As soon as the dragon appeared, a blazing fire ignited, illuminating the heavens.
"Is this Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak crazy? He actually burned his true body?" At that moment, all the dragon clan experts were about to pop their eyes out.
They couldn't understand the behavior of Minglong Tianfeng. After all, his true body was the root of Minglong Tianfeng. Burning his own body was equivalent to destroying his own foundation. How was that any different from suicide?
"He is the son of the Nether Emperor. Even if his flesh and blood are burned, he's not afraid. As long as the dragon bones remain, he can be repaired upon returning to the Netherworld.
The laws of the underworld can no longer suppress Long Chen, so he has no choice but to use this method to enhance his own strength and compete with Long Chen." The ancestor of the White Dragon clan explained.
The Nether Dragon Clan betrayed the Dragon Clan and has survived in the Underworld. Some instinctive divine abilities have already mutated, so the Dragon Clan knows very little about them.
However, the White Dragon Clan possesses special sensory abilities that allow them to glimpse some of its mysteries.
"Boom!"
As everyone spoke, the Dragon Bone Spear of Minglong Tianfeng and Long Chen's Dragonbone Evil Moon clashed fiercely. With a thunderous explosion, Long Chen and Minglong Tianfeng both retreated simultaneously.
However, just as the two retreated, they charged at the opponent again, swords and spears flying, fierce winds howling. Their attacks were like a raging storm, exchanging hundreds of moves in one breath.
Originally, Yue Zifeng and the others were extremely worried about Long Chen, but after hundreds of moves, they felt much more at ease.
Meanwhile, Mo Yang, Xie Qianzhong, and the others still worried about Long Chen, because the two were locked in a clash of blades and spears, with a clear outcome at any moment. They couldn't help but be on edge.
"Don't worry, if he can't gain an absolute advantage in the first move, the one who will ultimately lose will definitely be him." Seeing everyone extremely tense, Guo Ran couldn't help but say.
"Why is that?"
Mo Yang and the others were puzzled. Long Chen's consumption rate was much faster than Minglong Tianfeng's. After hundreds of moves, his stamina dropped significantly, while Minglong Tianfeng remained in a strong state.
"My boss is battle-hardened. The longer the battle drags on, the stronger it will be against him. Even though his stamina is starting to decline, I believe he will definitely win." Guo Ran said.
"Boom!"
As soon as
Guo Ran finished speaking, a thunderous explosion erupted. The Dark Dragon Heavenly Peak shook the Dragon Bone Evil Moon away with a spear. At that moment, everyone gasped in shock. Just moments ago, they had said Long Chen would surely win, but now misfortune had unfolded.
The elders were shocked. Without a second thought, they rushed out like lightning, ready to rescue Long Chen.
At that moment, Minglong Tianfeng threw a punch, countless Dao runes gathering on his fist. On his fist appeared patterns resembling dragons, yet also like demons, smashing fiercely toward Long Chen.
"Nether Emperor Splits the Firmament!"
Nether Dragon Tianfeng roared. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. Although he blasted Long Chen's Dragonbone Evil Moon away with a single spear, his own arm was numb and powerless, forcing him to unleash a full-power strike with his other hand.
This strike contained all the power of Minglong Tianfeng, yet the moment it was unleashed, he saw a strange smile appear on Long Chen's face.
Then he saw a giant dragon appear within the divine ring behind Long Chen, with a deafening dragon roar echoing in his ears. Long Chen's starry battle armor vanished, replaced by a blood-red dragon scale battle armor and dragon scale cloak.
Long Chen's roar shook the heavens, sacred and majestic, piercing deep into the soul. On Long Chen's large hand, a blood-red 'ten' pattern swirled as he struck out with a palm.
The moment the palm struck, the dragon shadow behind Long Chen, the cloak, and the dragon scales on his body all vanished, and all his power was drained by the blood-red cross.
"Imperial Blood Seal—Cross God-Annihilation!"
Long Chen shouted sharply, his large hand slamming hard into Minglong Tianfeng's fist.