Divine light descended from the sky, and Bai Shishi and the others were shocked to find that the area covered by the divine light seemed completely cut off from the world.
"This is truly a trap."
Bai Shishi's expression changed slightly. Although she had mentally prepared herself, she still sensed something was wrong.
Thousands of experts from the Nine Nether Hall and Blood Kill Hall were almost wiped out by them. Everything came too easily, too easy, as if they were nothing more than bait.
Using thousands of Immortal Kings, including some of them as bait, is a huge price!
"It really is a trap. Look, the blood soul power of those Immortal King experts we killed has all disappeared. This white light must have been summoned by their blood soul power." Qin Feng said.
"Ruthless! They deliberately let us kill these people to lure the white light. They're really going all out!" Bai Xiaole couldn't help but stick out his tongue. This was just too much—when did the lives of Immortal Kings become so worthless?
"Buzz!"
As that cold, arrogant voice fell, divine light swirled above the heavens, and five figures slowly descended.
"Earth-grade Immortal King!"
Bai Shishi's heart raced wildly. Among the five people, four elders' auras were vast as the sea, pressing down on them so much they could barely breathe. Without any concealment, they were clearly Earth-grade Immortal Kings.
This was Bai Shishi's first time seeing an Earth-grade Immortal King expert. She didn't know that her mother and father were both Heaven-grade Immortal Kings, because they had sealed their auras away. Only Long Chen noticed something was off.
The four Earth-grade Immortal Kings descended, their pressure overwhelming. Thin threads appeared between heaven and earth, and the divine might of the Earth-grade Immortal Kings seemed to freeze in space.
Meanwhile, four Earth-grade Immortal King elders stood behind a young man, dressed in a black robe, with fair skin and eyes filled with a sinister aura.
This was a peak Four Extremes Realm expert, with a powerful aura fluctuating greatly. It seemed he was about to break through at any moment, almost advancing to the Divine Lord Realm.
Although he was at the Four Extremes Realm, the sense of danger he gave seemed no less dangerous than those four Earth-grade Immortal Kings.
Most importantly, four powerful Earth-grade Immortal Kings actually stood behind him, looking up to him, clearly showing his extraordinary status.
"Pfft!"
Long Chen spun his bone blade, its edge slicing through the void. Two Immortal King experts who thought they could escape death were sliced in two by Long Chen's blade. Their bodies fell to the ground, their primordial spirits severed along with them.
Long Chen flicked the bone knife, and the Immortal King blood that had been stained on it detached from the blade, instantly turning white and lustrous like jade.
Carrying the bone knife on his shoulder, Long Chen looked at the five people descending from the sky, his face showing no surprise, as if everything had been expected.
"I'm asking you something. Are you mute?" The young man, seeing Long Chen's cold expression, seemed not to take him seriously. This was completely different from what he had expected, and he spoke icily.
Long Chen quietly watched the man. On him, he sensed hundreds of kinds of resentment. In other words, this person had slain hundreds of Nine-Star successors, and his hands were stained with their blood.
The Nine Nether Hall was created specifically for the Nine Star heirs. They treated them as prey, exchanging their heads for fame, status, and cultivation resources—they were essentially a bunch of executioners.
Among the Jiuyou Hall experts Long Chen had encountered, this person was most deeply resentful. Facing him, Long Chen had only one thought: kill him to avenge the other Nine Star successors.
"Are you blind? Or are you blind and can't see me, asking knowingly? Long Chen slung the bone knife and said coldly.
"Director?" Hahaha... Alright, very good. I really like your status. If I kill you, with your status, I think the reward I can get will be no less than killing a few Nine-Star successors. The
man laughed loudly toward the sky, his laughter full of arrogance and domineering, as if he didn't take Long Chen seriously at all.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth as he said coldly, "I heard that when you hunt down Nine-Star heirs, you gain the upper hand of your realm and don't dare to fight on equal footing."
Even in battles of the same rank, it's always the odds of the many. If it were one-on-one, the Nine-Star successor could make your crap out—it's true, right? This
is not just hearsay, but rather Long Chen's guess. There are no historical records about the Nine Star Descendants; their stories are only passed down orally.
But Long Chen had learned that every Nine Star Heir was an incredibly powerful existence. Hunting them down by the Nine Nether Hall would come at a heavy price. After the Nine Star Descendants' dying counterattack, many of the Nine Nether Hunters were dragged along with them.
Therefore, hunting down the Nine-Star Heir should be a team battle, with high-level opponents fighting low-level opponents. Otherwise, they simply wouldn't have been able to kill the Nine-Star Heir.
"Nonsense, that's all nonsense."
Long Chen's words enraged the man. He flatly denied it, but his expression seemed to prove everything.
Long Chen stared coldly into his eyes. Veins bulged on the man's forehead, as if his lie had been exposed, driven by anger and shame. Clearly, Long Chen's words had struck a sore spot.
Not only did the young man look grim, but even the four Earth-grade Immortal King experts behind him had murderous intent surging in their eyes.
Long Chen smiled: "As expected, the rumors outside are true. The Nine Nether Hunters of your Nine Nether Hall are just a bunch of dog eggs who only know how to bully the few."
Just like the hyenas on the grasslands, they are a bunch of despicable, despicable, ruthless, and ruthless beasts.
Although the Nine-Star successors were killed by you, they are true heroes, while you are nothing but a bunch of despicable trash.
You think you deserve to be assassins? Become an assassin? Forget it, you better stop insulting those words. The Shadow Sect is the real assassin, the real assassin, the king of the night, the king of the shadows.
And you are nothing but trash. Please don't act like hitmen or assassins in the future. Really, you're just disgusting. Long
Chen's words were full of mockery, like poisoned arrows piercing the hearts of the five before him, making their lungs feel like they were about to burst with anger.
Because what Long Chen said was exactly what they least wanted to hear. Every time they hunted down the Nine-Star heir, they had to mobilize at least a hundred people, with super experts escorting them.
Even so, when fighting at the same level, the Nine-Star heir could fight a hundred opponents alone. Even when facing the best heirs of the Nine Nether Hall, sometimes they still had the ability to kill all their peers.
Therefore, many times, in order to cultivate disciples, older generation monsters would injure the Nine Star successors or use secret techniques to limit their power, killing them by extremely disgraceful means.
They claimed to the outside world that they had killed the Nine Star Heirs one-on-one, but in reality, they knew this was just flattering themselves.
Now that Long Chen had ruthlessly torn off this layer of gold, they found it hard to accept. The man gritted his teeth and said sinisterly,
"I have slain 437 Nine-Star successors with my own strength. Since you dare question me, I will grant your wish, show you my true strength, and make you accept death wholeheartedly."
After speaking, his arms trembled, shattering his black robe and turning into fluttering butterflies. On his hands, two daggers shimmering with blue light, like demonic fangs, were aimed at the dragonDust.