"Bastard... Gui
Yun roared, trying to steady himself, but in the void, he couldn't dissipate Long Chen's vast, ocean-like power, and crashed into the flaming lotus right in front of him.
"Boom!"
He crashed into the lotus flower, which exploded. Gui Yun let out a piercing scream, blood spraying wildly from the blast. As soon as the blood sprayed out, it was instantly vaporized by endless flames.
Gui Yun's entire body was covered in flames. After a second burn, oil seeped out from his body. His once plump figure had become much slimmer after the second burn.
But no one mocked him, nor did anyone tease him. Such a terrifying ghost fall, tormented by Long Chen until he screamed repeatedly, was a sight unimaginable.
"This flame is probably also a soul-refining technique of karmic fire. Otherwise, given Gui Yun's identity, he definitely wouldn't have summoned it." People's hearts trembled; it was almost impossible for such a person to scream shamelessly. The fact that he screamed proved he was enduring unimaginable pain.
"I gave you a fair chance to fight me. We fought by strength, but you didn't choose to face it. Instead, you chose to flee, plunging yourself into a deadly situation and never having another chance to compete with me.
You're just a foolish idiot, a cowardly coward. The truly strong in this world only wield blades against even stronger ones.
Only you, wearing high and mighty shells, only wield knives at the weaker, using cruel means to cover up your cowardice and incompetence.
Not just you—even your master is nothing but a dog. You only know how to bully the kind Butterfly Spirit and Butterfly Dance clan. When you encounter true powerhouses, your true colors will be revealed, revealing your cowardly nature. You will repent before endless karmic fire, burning your souls to atone for your sins. Long
Chen's voice echoed through heaven and earth, like a divine judgment, filled with divine pressure that made one's heart tremble. It was a vow of justice, to comfort the kind souls they had killed.
"Ah... Gui
Yun struggled frantically, but a lotus flame wrapped around him. No matter how many times he darted left, he couldn't break free from the lotus's restraints, and the more he struggled, the more painful he became.
Along with him was Ku Wuya, whose entire body was wrapped in chains and burned fiercely by flames. Their screams echoed through the sky.
"If you want to kill them, come in. The Soul Refining Technique of Karmic Fire cannot be reclaimed once activated. Once the barrier breaks, their souls will immediately scatter." Long Chen suddenly sneered.
As soon as Long Chen finished speaking, an aged figure appeared outside the flame barrier. As soon as he appeared, an elder expert exclaimed, recognizing him:
"Sect Master of the Corpse Demon Sect."
The sect master of the Corpse Demon Sect had appeared. He saw that Ku Wuya had completely lost the ability to resist, and even Gui Yun was barely able to protect himself. There was no way to save him. Knowing full well that if he intervened, Ku Wuya would plant inner demons, but there was no time to worry about that.
But after hearing Long Chen's words, his heart tightened. He checked his soul and, as Long Chen said, there were thousands of invisible threads above the flame barrier connecting the souls of Gui Yun and Ku Wuyai. If external force destroyed the barrier, it could truly be that when the barrier shattered, both of them would be instantly destroyed.
His face darkened, and he doubted the truth of Long Chen's words, but he didn't dare take the risk. Ku Wuya was the future heir of his Corpse Demon Sect, and he didn't want Ku Wuya to be destroyed just like that.
Although Ku Wuya had lost his physical body, his Primordial Demon Clan had inherited it for countless years, with secret techniques that could remedy it. Moreover, Ku Wuya had always been invincible, his sharpness too strong. If someone dampened his momentum, it might not be a bad thing; in fact, it would allow him to settle down and focus on cultivation.
He didn't dare risk Ku Wuya's life. What made him even more wary was that if Ku Wuya died, so be it. If he killed Gui Yun along with him, it would be a disaster. Gui Yun was Empuda's most beloved disciple. If he killed Gui Yun, the Corpse Demon Sect wouldn't be able to withstand Empuda's wrath.
Long Chen carried a black broadsword, his back to the Corpse Demon Sect leader, never even glancing at him, as if everything was calculated in the middle of the plan. His calm and strategic command commanded the admiration of countless powerful cultivators.
Long Chen was about their age, even younger than most of them, yet single-handedly suppressed two peerless powerhouses and disregarded the Sect Master of the Corpse Demon Sect. His composure, domineeringness, and the arrogance and dominance radiating from deep within his soul were deeply awe-inspiring.
Young people are passionate and impulsive. Likewise, their worship of the strong is blatant—simple and direct. So, as long as someone is strong, regardless of their character, there will always be a group of devoted followers. And Long Chen, in this battle, won the hearts of countless young people. They see him as an idol and a goal.
"Let them go, or ...," the Corpse Demon Sect leader said coldly.
Before the Corpse Demon Sect leader could finish, Long Chen interrupted directly: "Shut your filthy mouth. In my eyes, you're just a big pile of dog crap. I've heard so many threats that I'm tired of hearing them."
Remember this: Master Long Sanye is not threatened by anyone. Your threats will only anger me, and the consequences of angering me will be severe—far more serious than you can imagine. "
You..." The sect leader of the Corpse Demon Sect surged with anger. He wanted to save Ku Wuya, but he didn't want to flatter him, as that would ruin the sect's reputation. He had no choice but to fight hard.
But Long Chen was unfazed; he was completely helpless. Standing there, he neither dared to make a move nor leave, feeling extremely awkward.
"You don't need to worry. Ku Wuya has committed countless evils, his karmic fire is boundless, and he won't die anytime soon.
What you need to do now is wait with me, wait for someone to appear. If he does, Ku Wuya might still have a slim chance of survival. Long Chen looked at Gui Yun coldly and said.
Wait? Everyone was stunned. Looking at Gui Yun, who was struggling in pain within the fire lotus, their scalps tingled. They seemed to understand what Long Chen was waiting for.
The entire venue fell silent; only the piercing screams of Ku Wuya and Gui Yun echoed between heaven and earth, and all that remained was the sound of roaring flames.
Long Chen carried the black broadsword. The divine fire had already vanished, and he was taking the opportunity to adjust. He possessed 108,000 Star Fires, but such a violent release—especially that Heaven-Opening Strike—instantly reduced the power of his divine flame, dropping to less than thirty percent. He briefly adjusted and allowed his body some rest.
Although Long Chen's wounds had outwardly fully healed, his body was riddled with wounds. His physical strength was still too weak; even with the life force of the Jianmu Divine Tree, there was still no time to heal.
Especially when using the Heaven-Opening technique, the backlash from the Heavenly Dao caused his wounds to bear the Heavenly Dao imprint, making his recovery even slower. It felt as if billions of steel needles were swirling inside his body. The pain was something others would have long since endured, let alone in battle. Even Long Chen's incredible willpower was exhausting despite the continuous battles.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the destruction phenomenon behind Gui Yun flared up again, and a sacred pressure surged forth. A large figure appeared, and as soon as it appeared, the powerful figures present felt their souls tremble, a desire to crawl on the ground, and they dared not look at the figure.
"Empuda, you've finally appeared. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Long Chen looked at the figure and said calmly.