With every step Long Chen took, the whole world trembled. Above the heavens, thunder roared like a mountain flood, as if ready to unleash the next attack at any moment.
Long Chen stood in the midst of the heavenly tribulation. At this moment, he was like the master of the tribulation—he was the master of this place, with no one able to stand against him.
"You're too arrogant. Do you really think that with just these methods, you can stand against the mighty Celestial Clan?" Faced with Long Chen's aggressive advance, Luo Changsheng finally lost his temper.
He was a favored son of heaven, aloof since childhood. Now, being looked down upon by Long Chen like this, no matter how scheming he was, he couldn't help but feel anger.
Just like when he falsely accused the Dragonblood Legion, Long Chen understood the other party's intentions and knew he shouldn't get angry. But they were all human, and people have flaws. The arrogance of the strong made their endurance extremely low.
"Arrogance requires capital to be arrogant, and I happen to have that capital." Long Chen walked step by step toward Luo Changsheng. Above his head, endless wild thunder surged, as if brewing some ultimate move.
But Long Chen didn't even glance at the heavenly tribulation; his steps were calm and composed, as if strolling leisurely, as if everything was under his control.
"Still not willing to act? Still scheming to provoke others into making a move, trying to get a little from the fire? Stop dreaming, they're not fools and won't be swayed by you.
They're just like you—they want to make a final move, letting others test my trump cards. Anyone who comes here to undergo tribulation isn't a single lamp to be easy to deal with.
They were different from the fools outside. The Celestial Tribe was as motionless as turtles, but they were as if injected with adrenaline, fighting desperately. Long Chen's tone was mocking, his voice echoing across the entire world.
Outside, the Dragonblood warriors were fighting fiercely. The battlefield was already piled with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. The Dragonblood warriors were fierce and invincible, but there were too many enemies to kill them all.
Meanwhile, those powerful warriors surged like a tide toward the Dragonblood Legion. The Dragonblood Legion wiped out one after another, and the more enemies they killed, the more they came.
But the Dragonblood warriors were fearless; their eyes were bloodshot, unleashing their fury, their bodies filled with boundless strength, slaughtering wildly.
However, as soon as Long Chen spoke, the powerful figures on the perimeter couldn't help but turn their heads to look at a faction in the distance—that was the camp where the Celestial Clan experts were present.
Tens of millions of Celestial Clan experts were now huddled within the camp, quietly watching their battle as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this, these powerful figures were instantly furious. Their killing of the Dragonblood Legion was indeed their intention—they wanted to seize an opportunity for their own prodigy, disturb Long Chen's heart, and undermine his emotions.
But the one calling them on was Luo Changsheng. Luo Changsheng shouted slogans loudly, while his own clan didn't move at all. This made them furious, feeling as if they had been toyed with.
"You bastards of the Celestial Clan, if you dare watch the commotion again, we'll kill you along with the Dragonblood Legion." Someone roared in anger.
Only then did the Celestial Clan experts reluctantly step out of the barrier and charge toward the Dragonblood Legion, but at that moment, a group of giants charged in.
Those giants, with their only eyes, were the same kind of kin as the giant Long Chen had killed. Their prodigy died, and they vented all their anger on the Dragonblood Warrior.
"Wipe out the Dragonblood Legion!"
A cyclops roared, wielding a warhammer, roaring forward. His aura was terrifying. A Dragonblood warrior's weapon was shattered by him, carrying the force of a strike, charging forward fiercely, trying to tear through the Dragonblood Legion's defense.
"Whoosh."
At that moment, a figure blocked his path. That person was none other than Guo Ran. Guo Ran stood with his hands behind his back, coldly staring at the cyclops: "
A fool with a head full of tofu dregs, yet you dare to speak so shamelessly?"
"Die!"
The cyclops roared, swinging his massive warhammer fiercely toward Guo Ran.
"With just a bit of brute strength, you dare to speak arrogantly?" With just this one strike, if I block it even once, I'll admit defeat! Guo Ran sneered.
After speaking, under the shocked gazes of countless people, Guo Ran stood there obediently, motionless, letting the Cyclops' hammer strike his head.
With a loud explosion, the Cyclops warhammer shattered with a thunderous crash, leaving only the handle. One of the giant's eyes was filled with terror; at that moment, he was completely shaken.
"Have you replied this time?"
As he spoke, Guo Ran brushed the steel fragments off his body with his hand, as if sweeping away the dust from his body—so relaxed, so carefree.
"Damn, damn it, he managed to pull it off."
Gu Yang and the others were speechless. When it came to showing off, Guo Ran was the number one in the Dragonblood Legion, with flawless timing.
At this moment, all eyes on the battlefield were focused on Guo Ran. At this moment, Guo Ran even stole the spotlight from Long Chen.
This feeling of being in the spotlight made Guo Ran feel greatly delighted, but he couldn't show it, so he still put on an indifferent expression and shook his head:
"Is this what you call power?" Stupid guy. "
Die!"
The cyclops roared, strange patterns appearing on his fist, and smashed his fist fiercely toward Guo Ran.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the one-eyed giant spat out a mouthful of blood, his massive body sent flying backward.
"Awesome!"
Guo Ran shouted inwardly. The invincible defense of the Qianlong clan made him feel an unprecedented thrill. If he didn't make good use of this move, he wouldn't be called Guo Ran anymore.
"You can't even break through my defenses. You ants have no right to let me take action. Sigh, Invincible is actually so lonely!" Guo Ran looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, looking as deserving of a beating as it could be.
"Go to hell!"
Guo Ran's arrogance enraged countless people, who rushed toward him.
But whether it was divine powers or weapons, when they landed on Guo Ran, they were all bounced away. If the weapons were struck hard and the force wasn't released, the divine weapons would be shattered instantly.
The Qianlong clan's defense was simply abnormal—impervious to blades and spears, impervious to water and fire. Guo Ran stood there motionless, letting the opponents attack without fighting back, yet kept insulting them. Those people were so angry they felt like their lungs would explode, but they couldn't do anything to Guo Ran.
In fact, it wasn't that Guo Ran didn't want to fight back, but he had no way to do so. After fusing with the dragon soul of the Hidden Dragon Clan, aside from the Dragon Blood Battle Body, he only knew a few other dragon clan divine abilities.
These divine abilities could only be performed in coordination with Qianlong, and Qianlong was too lazy to be deadly and was asleep inside him. Without a threat to his life, he couldn't awaken it.
His armor had been crippled in the last battle against the Celestial Clan, and his weapons were destroyed. He wasn't good at close combat, so to avoid giving himself away, he could only use his words to hurt his opponent.
"Show your weapon! Otherwise, you won't get a chance! At
that moment, within the heavenly tribulationLong Chen had already walked up to Luo Changsheng, his cold killing intent already locking onto him.