Long Chen hadn't expected that just after entering the Void Spirit Realm, he would receive a distress signal from Guo Ran. Clearly, Guo Ran and his group were in crisis.
Previously, Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan had been in the Illusory Spirit Realm, separated by a world barrier that prevented their transmission. Now, with the Qiankun Cauldron breaking through the world barrier, Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan's jade tokens lit up rapidly.
At that moment, Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan's expressions changed. The jade tokens flashed at an extreme speed, which meant Guo Ran and the others were in extreme danger.
"Let's go."
Long Chen immediately took out the ultra-long-range teleportation array and pulled Yu Qingxuan to begin teleportation immediately.
The jade tokens flashed, allowing them to precisely determine the locations of Guo Ran and the others. This time, Guo Ran and Xia Chen had spared no effort to forge this batch of jade tokens, all to help everyone quickly regroup.
"Buzz buzz buzz... Long
Chen kept teleporting, the space twisting continuously. The powerful spatial pull made Yu Qingxuan's face turn pale.
This kind of ultra-long-distance teleportation array places a tremendous strain on the body. Yu Qingxuan's physical body isn't very strong, so once or twice teleportation doesn't matter, but Long Chen teleported more than a dozen times in one go, and she was starting to feel overwhelmed.
However, she also knew that Guo Ran and the others were in great danger and absolutely could not stop.
"Hang in there."
Seeing Yu Qingxuan's painful expression, Long Chen felt a bit sorry for her, but at this moment, he absolutely couldn't stop.
Yu Qingxuan said nothing, tightly holding Long Chen's hand. Their minds connected; sometimes they didn't need to say much—just a glance or a gesture was enough to understand each other's thoughts.
"Buzz"—
After more than thirty teleportations, the jade token at Long Chen's waist flickered more and more intensely, indicating he was getting closer and closer to them.
However, as the teleportation continued, Long Chen discovered that the void here was pitch dark, the land desolate, mountains stretching endlessly, yet not a blade of grass grew. The air was thick with the stench of decay and death. This world felt like a hell.
After teleporting here, Long Chen didn't continue. He grabbed Yu Qingxuan, summoned Thunder Wings, and sped forward with full force.
Long Chen's Nebula Step only scratched the surface and could only be used over short distances. For long journeys, he still needed thunder wings.
As they pressed forward, the mountains were leveled, deep pits everywhere stained with blood, and corpses floating for thousands of miles in sight.
"They fought fiercely here."
Yu Qingxuan exclaimed in surprise.
Corpses on the ground were endless—human corpses, demon corpses, giant beasts, and great demons—utterly chaotic.
Suddenly, a chasm appeared on the ground ahead, bottomless and smooth as if cut by a knife. Between heaven and earth, the fierce sword intent still lingered.
"This is Yue Zifeng's strike,"
Long Chen felt a chill in his heart. This strike carried a fierce killing intent, and within that killing intent was endless rage and ferocity.
Long Chen had known Yue Zifeng for so many years and was very familiar with his swordsmanship. He was not good with words and could always remain absolutely calm.
Therefore, his swordsmanship will was cold and ruthless, never showing the slightest emotional fluctuation. This was the most basic requirement for a sword cultivator to keep his sword heart clear.
But Yue Zifeng's sword was completely different from before; it was as if he had lost his composure and became extremely angry.
Long Chen didn't know what had happened to make the usually calm Yue Zifeng lose his usual composure and become irritable.
"Long Chen, look!"
Yu Qingxuan suddenly cried out in alarm. Among the corpses in the distance, she saw the corpse of a woman.
The woman wore a green robe, half her body stained red with blood, and a spear pinned her to the ground. She had long been dead.
The woman was tall and slender, especially her jade-like legs, clearly much longer than those of humans.
"It's the Spirit Clan."
When Long Chen saw the dead woman, murderous intent surged in his eyes:
"This is a conspiracy."
Long Chen didn't bother to carefully examine the surrounding corpses. He grabbed Yu Qingxuan and sped forward at full speed.
"What is that?" Yu Qingxuan cried out in surprise again.
As the two sped forward, a massive black portal appeared ahead. The portal blocked the sky, black mist spread, like the mouth of a giant beast devouring the heavens, or like the gates of hell wide open. Looking at the gate, one felt endless fear.
Long Chen sensed something was wrong. On the earth, corpses were endless, rivers of blood flowed, and the stench of blood hit his face. It was clear that a brutal battle had taken place here.
Countless corpses were preserved intact, most with only one wound, and that single wound claimed their lives.
Just by looking at the wounds, Long Chen could tell they were the techniques of the Dragonblood Warriors. Battle-hardened, they usually killed enemies in a single blow and never wasted a single bit of effort.
Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan sped forward, getting closer and closer to the eerie gate, when suddenly countless figures appeared ahead.
"Who is it?"
Someone shouted, "So the battle here is over, and there is still a group cleaning up the battlefield."
The warrior cleaning the battlefield wore special armor, with a large character "Heaven" tattooed on his chest.
There weren't many of them, only a few thousand. When they saw Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan rushing over, they immediately drew their weapons and formed a circle.
"The Celestial Clan is here. Visitors must state their names."
Among the strong warriors, the leader shouted, his broken blade pointed at Long Chen, ready to fight at any moment.
"The Celestial Clan?"
When Yu Qingxuan heard this name, she was shocked. The Celestial Clan was an ancient race, one of the oldest among humans. Although not as famous as powerful clans like the Jiuli Clan or the Purple Blood Clan, they were still renowned figures.
The Tianren Clan possesses powerful bloodline talents and is known as the darling of the Heavenly Dao. Every prodigy born from the Tianren Clan is blessed with celestial phenomena. Legend has it that every member of the Tianren Clan can awaken their destiny after birth.
However, the name 'Tianren Clan' had always existed only in legends; no one had ever seen them. Now, someone actually claimed to be from the Tianren Clan, which greatly surprised Yu Qingxuan.
Yu Qingxuan couldn't understand why the Celestial Clan had appeared here. Could it be that they were making things difficult for the Dragonblood Legion?
Long Chen had naturally heard of the Tianren Clan's reputation. They were an extremely terrifying race. If they really were the Tianren Clan, they would be a force not to be provoked.
However, when Long Chen saw the man holding the broken blade, his eyes instantly surged with murderous intent. The broken blade still bore traces of Yue Zifeng's swordsmanship will, which meant that all these people before him were enemies.
"Kill!"
The moment Long Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, the Celestial Clan member wielding the broken blade—The expert immediately shouted angrily, his raging blood energy ignited, and slashed down at Long Chen in midair.
The broken blade whistled, blade energy soaring into the sky. That person was actually a seven-star Destiny Practitioner, and his aura was far stronger than that of an average Seven-Star Destiny Destiny Practitioner. This was a true powerhouse.
"Boom!"
Facing the blade from the Celestial Human Race's powerhouse, Long Chen took it head-on. With a loud explosion, the broken blade was shattered by Long Chen's star-studded giant hand.
"Pfft!"
Long Chen pointed his finger like lightning, piercing through the man's forehead.