When that coffin appears, the scent of death and decay intertwines, as if smelling it would cause rapid aging.
As soon as the coffin appeared, the void instantly darkened. Hundreds of miles of coffin stretched across Ku Wuyai's head, black mist churned, and the oppressive pressure shook the heavens.
"Gui Yun, I'm giving you this championship. Get lost, he's going to fight him to the death." Ku Wuya roared in anger.
He was truly furious. He had never been so humiliating in his life. All his moves were seen through by Long Chen, especially Long Chen's precise predictions. No matter how Long Chen changed his moves, Long Chen could easily see through them.
In front of Long Chen, he looked like a rookie just entering the cultivation world—so weak and weak, and this feeling drove him crazy.
That intense sense of defeat made him feel both angry and uneasy. He knew his own suffering alone. Ever since he joined the Corpse Demon Sect and swept through his peers, he had accumulated an undefeated spirit.
Now, that sharpness had been severely crushed by Long Chen. He couldn't accept such humiliation and might leave behind inner demons.
Even if the two joined forces and ultimately killed Long Chen, the inner demon could not be erased; he had to defeat Long Chen with his own hands.
"What a joke, do you need to give up the championship? Long Chen's life is mine. If anyone wants to leave, it's you. "Gui Yun sneered:
"Are you looking for a bargain?" At the start, why didn't you just play your trump card? The
three stopped fighting and stood in three directions. Long Chen didn't continue his attack, just resting his black broadsword on his shoulder, staring coldly at them.
"Something's wrong, Long Chen is bleeding all over."
Luo Xue's expression changed. The three of them stood in the void. She noticed that Long Chen's body had only blood vessels oozing out, but now all his white scales were stained red, with blood droplets slowly rolling down and dripping onto the ground.
Not only did Luo Xue see it, but everyone else saw it. It seemed Long Chen's condition was not looking good.
But thinking about it, Long Chen was facing two extremely terrifying figures: one was a monster-level existence from the Corpse Demon Path, and the other was a disciple of the Realm King. Both were highly influential. Long Chen fought two opponents alone for so long without defeat, which was already astonishing.
People speculated that if it weren't for fighting two opponents at once, Long Chen might have already won.
When they saw Long Chen covered in blood, countless people worried for him. Both Ku Wuya and Gui Yun were no good; they all hoped Long Chen would win, but now it seemed too difficult.
Ku Wuya summoned the massive coffin, forcing Gui Yun to retreat. Clearly, he was confident in his trump card.
Gui Yun told Ku Wuya to get lost, and even asked why he hadn't played his trump card earlier. From his words, it was clear they all believed Long Chen's peak was over, and now he was about to decline. They all wanted to kill Long Chen with their own hands.
Compared to the fame and rewards brought by the championship, it was no longer that important, because Long Chen had shattered Ku Wuya's sharpness and even slapped Gui Yun. Even now, the handprint on his face was still there.
If they couldn't kill Long Chen with their own hands, it would become a lifelong regret, and they might even plant inner demons, clouding their Dao hearts. That was what they feared most.
Although Long Chen was covered in blood, his aura showed no sign of decay. His aura was still like a burst of flames, showing no signs of weakening and even growing stronger.
"What makes them think the boss is about to enter a period of decline? Why can't I tell? Bai Xiaole said.
"They rely on experience, but unfortunately, what they don't know is that those who drown all think they're good swimmers. Countless people die from experience."
They don't know that in this world, there are people who survive by breaking conventions, and the boss is one of them. "Qin Feng was confident from start to finish, showing no sign of worry.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... The
three stood on the arena—no, rather, inside the world sealed by circular chains. The fierce winds around them surged, making the void rustle as if invisible flags were being blown in the air, making people's hearts pound wildly.
"Hahahaha... Long
Chen laughed loudly toward the sky, his voice piercing through clouds and rocks, soaring straight into the clouds. His energy was so intense that it shocked everyone. After such a fierce battle, Long Chen's aura showed no sign of weakening at all.
The so-called 'central qi' refers to the convergence of the body's essence, qi, and spirit, forming a balanced and upright qi. If one aspect is lacking, the sound will definitely change in quality. Long Chen's smile made Gui Yun and Ku Wuya's expressions change.
They had been silently calculating Long Chen's attack power and frequency, while also judging the loss of essence blood, because Long Chen's aura surged and it was impossible to tell whether he was real or ill.
Long Chen was fiercely battling them, his essence blood continuously draining. Based on their experience, Long Chen should be entering a period of decline.
The reason Ku Wuya summoned the coffin at this moment and declared he was giving up the championship fight was precisely because of this: before Long Chen's signs of decline appeared, he could use words to subdue Gui Yun, allowing him to kill Long Chen freely.
However, he underestimated Gui Yun. As an assassin, Gui Yun possessed even greater insight skills. His killing experience was not just as great, not less. He could see through it, and so could Gui Yun.
So, naturally, he refused to yield. After all, if Long Chen's slap was not avenged, no matter how great his future achievements were, it would leave an indelible stain.
But while both were scheming their way, Long Chen's smile was like two loud slaps across their faces.
"Just finished warm-up, and you're already arguing about ownership? Are you trying to make me laugh to death? Long Chen's laughter abruptly stopped, and he looked at the two of them with a sinister expression.
What?
Warm-up?
Such a terrifying battle is just a warm-up? Are you telling a ghost story? Everyone's mouths dropped open, even the Divine Lord realm experts looked shocked. The previous battle was almost on par with a fight between Divine Lord experts, and it was just a warm-up? Is this a huge joke?
People looked at Long Chen, feeling that all the expressions of shock they had in their lives had been used up on him. Long Chen had given them so much shock.
"You all have trump cards. How could mine run out of cards early? I've never understood why weak people like you have the courage to commit crimes. Who gave you such courage? "Long Chen slowly raised the black long blade on his shoulder, pointing at Gui Yun and Ku Wuyai,
"The real battle is about to begin. My strength is too great, and my body doesn't match, which caused my body to tear. I need to help my body adapt to this pain."
Next, I'm going to give it my all. If you have any reservations, I can tell you without hesitation: your ultimate move can only be taken to hell to perform for the King of Hell. "
Shamelessly boasting, who are you trying to scare?"
Ku Wuyai was furious, forming hand seals with both hands. The giant coffin above his head shattered the void with a roaring sound, crashing down toward Long Chen. At the same time, chains hung down from the coffin, instantly sealing the space around Long Chen.
"Suppress them for me!" Ku Wuya roared.
"Pfft!"
Just as he shouted, a black broadsword suddenly appeared in front of Ku Wuya's chest, piercing his body.