Facing Yan Wuji and the others' endless killing intent, Long Chen said calmly, "That's my big brother." "
Where is he now?" Yan Wuji shouted sternly.
"Are you going to die?" Long Chen said disdainfully.
"Your Highness, please allow me to take him down. I don't believe I can't pry open his mouth."
Long Chen's cold laugh completely enraged all the powerful figures of the Yan Emperor lineage. One of them spoke to Yan Wuji.
As the man spoke, his body radiated three divine radiances, causing heaven and earth to roar. Chaotic energy intertwined around him, exuding an astonishing pressure. Everyone
was startled. This man was just one of Yan Wuji's subordinates, yet his aura was terrifying—far stronger than an ordinary Three Extreme Supreme.
Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, saying nothing, coldly staring at Yan Wuji and the others. At this moment, his heart was filled with anger.
Now, with countless races descending and endless powerful enemies, this man actually wants to gain the recognition of the human race, to unify the human race, not to confront external enemies head-on, yet to oppress humans to assert his authority. He is as foolish as a pig, as dumb as a donkey.
Long Chen feared no powerful opponent, but he wasn't arrogant either. He believed he was already invincible, capable of single-handedly taking on all the world's prodigies.
He hadn't gone all out before, just to conserve his strength. He wanted to defend the Dragonblood Legion and those kind-hearted humans as much as possible.
But this descendant of the Human Queen, clearly possessing great strength, was arrogant like a mouse standing up to a gun, making Long Chen furious.
Long Chen said nothing, just quietly watched the other party. If the other dared to make a move, Long Chen would strike with all his might, showing no mercy.
"Step back, you're no match for him." Yan Wuji did not agree to the man's request and dismissed him.
The man was pushed back, his face darkened, his eyes full of defiance. He too was a descendant of the Human Emperor, a direct bloodline, and before being sealed, he had dominated the battlefield and was unmatched.
However, although he had the bloodline of a Human Emperor, he could not violate the rites between ruler and subject; Yan Wuji was supreme, and he could not disobey orders.
Although he retreated, he was still dissatisfied; he absolutely did not consider Long Chen a match for him.
Yan Wuji ignored the subordinate and instead looked at Long Chen: "Very well. Since you have an affair with a descendant of Great Xia, I have even less to hold back when I act against you."
Didn't you claim to be Xia Guhong's brother? Fine, Great Yan and Great Xia are mortal enemies. I'll use your head to issue a challenge. Looking
at Yan Wuji, Long Chen laughed in anger: "In that case, no need for more words. Anyone who attacks me will be regarded as a mortal enemy. But I have only one method against my enemies: to wipe them out completely."
I fought my way from the mortal realm all the way to the immortal realm and never uttered a single empty word. If you don't believe me, go ahead and try." Long
Chen's voice grew colder and colder. If before, his words carried a warning, but now, every word was filled with murderous intent.
However, Long Chen was also filled with apprehension. He wasn't worried about himself; what he worried about were the Dragon Blood Warriors around him.
Once the great battle began, he would be unable to take care of these brothers. Most importantly, many of them were of average strength and poorly equipped. If a chaotic battle broke out, it would inevitably cause massive casualties.
But Yan Wuji and the others pressed aggressively. If Long Chen backed down, they would only escalate their actions. This was an unsolvable situation, and the only way to resolve it was to fight.
Long Chen had already made up his mind: once the enemy made a move, he could rush over and kill them as quickly as possible, leaving them no chance to strike the Dragonblood Warriors.
At the same time, Long Chen began sending messages to Guo Ran and the others, urging them to come over quickly. Originally, he intended to lead everyone back directly, but now it seemed impossible and he could only wait for them to come and regroup.
"Hmph, when our Great Yan royal family was at its peak, your ancestors probably didn't even know which tree they were picking peaches from.
Threatening me with lies? You're really childish. Today, I insist on giving it a try. So what if I provoke you? Yan Wuji sneered, completely unmoved by Long Chen's killing intent, and simply walked toward him.
Long Chen took a deep breath, his large hand reaching for the Minghong Blade behind him. His entire back arched slightly, and he looked like a hunting leopard. His chilling killing intent instantly locked onto Yan Wuji.
Yan Wuji had been full of disdain, but the moment Long Chen's overwhelming killing intent locked onto him, his expression changed slightly. It was the first time in his life that he had been targeted.
"Wuji brat, don't be so arrogant! Kneel and take Grandpa's arrow!"
At that moment, an arrogant and lazy voice rang out. As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow appeared at Yan Wuji's face.
That arrow was too strange—no trajectory, no visible trajectory, and no fluctuation to be sensed. By the time it appeared, it was less than three inches from Yan Wuji's face.
Yan Wuji was both shocked and furious. He threw a punch, and the arrow shattered with a thunderous crash. The arrow appeared strangely, but Yan Wuji's punch struck first, smashing the arrow to pieces with a shocking speed.
"Damn bastard, get out here! I'm going to tear you to pieces." Yan Wuji roared in fury, his face twisted in anger, as if he had encountered the enemy who killed his father.
Everyone was stunned. Someone actually dared to ambush Yan Wuji, a descendant of the Empress, and judging by Yan Wuji's tone, this person seemed to be his arch-enemy.
"Before Boundless Mountain, Infinite Palace; outside Boundless Gate, Infinite Pines, the prodigy chasing dreams ultimately has no path; once encountered by Mo Nian, it becomes empty."
At that moment, that lazy voice sounded again. It wasn't loud, but it drowned out the fighting on the battlefield. Amid the roars of the dark monsters, it still reached everyone's ears clearly.
"I knew it, this guy must be here." A relieved smile appeared on Long Chen's face.
Every time he appears, he tries to be mysterious and flirtatious—who else but Mo Nian? In fact, the moment Mo Nian spoke, Long Chen recognized him.
"Become you @#¥%, I'll @#¥%, if you've got guts, come out here."
To everyone's surprise, as soon as Mo Nian spoke, the arrogant and overbearing Yan Wuji instantly flew into a rage, cursing into the void like a shrew cursing in the street.
In an instant, including Long Chen, everyone was dumbfounded. How much hatred must this have to make Yan Wuji curse so shamelessly?
"Child, that's not right. If I hadn't dug you out of the earth, how could you have made it to this grand event?
You're simply repaying kindness with betrayal. As a descendant of the Empress, you are ungrateful, and you speak ill of your benefactor—this truly undermines the authority of the Human Emperor. Mo Nian sighed and spoke slowly.
Although Mo Nian's voice echoed through the heavens and earth, no one could pinpoint his location—not even Long Chen. He must have used some kind of divine ability to become invisible.
"Screw you, go to hell!"
Yan Wuji flew into a rage. Suddenly, he shouted sharply and charged in a certain direction.