"Defeat an immortal powerhouse in one blow?"
All the powerful figures present, whether human or alien, were so shocked their jaws nearly dropped.
That was a genuine immortal powerhouse, yet in front of Long Chen, he was so easily defeated. People looked at Long Chen, their eyes filled with terror.
They were shocked. In fact, Long Chen was also somewhat surprised. He sensed that this person was very weak. At first, Long Chen thought he was playing dumb to outsmart others.
It wasn't until the moment he made his move that Long Chen understood—he wasn't pretending to be a fool, but truly a pig.
This person possessed the aura of an immortal powerhouse, but it was floating and unable to condense itself. According to Long Chen's estimation, the reason he was able to break through to immortality must be by some kind of shortcut.
Although this person is an immortal expert, in terms of actual combat power, he is equivalent to a half-step immortal-level expert from the Great Wilderness Realm or the Unmanned Realm, and some even some half-step immortal-level experts are even stronger than him.
This was a paper tiger, looking quite scary. The moment he made a move, he gave himself away. No wonder he had only been releasing his aura—he was trying to scare Long Chen away.
If it were someone else, he would have succeeded. Unfortunately, Long Chen didn't buy it at all. Not to mention a mediocre immortal expert, even a true immortal expert wouldn't be taken seriously by him.
"No, don't kill me, or the Feather Clan won't let you go. Our Feather Clan has three great Saints stationed here, tens of thousands of immortal experts..."
The Feather Clan immortal was pierced through the chest by the spear shaft, but the force on the shaft was condensed and stopped, giving him a glimmer of hope and hurriedly speaking.
"Tens of thousands?" If everyone is like you, half-baked immortals, what use are they? Long Chen scoffed at the Dao.
"No, no, no, it's not like that. It's because I'm limited by my talent that I can't break through to immortality, so I asked a saint to forcibly improve it. That's why I have the power of immortality but lack the strength of an immortal.
But the others are different; they are all genuine immortal powerhouses, each one a hundred times stronger than me.
We're not at this point of a fight to the death. As long as you let me go, this matter will be over. Our Feather Clan will forgive bygones, and we can still be friends." "The immortal expert of the Feather Clan said.
As he spoke more and more, he seemed to grow more confident. The previous fear gradually faded, replaced by a calm composure, as if everything was under control.
Hearing the Feather Clan expert's explanation, everyone suddenly understood. No wonder Long Chen could defeat an immortal—it turned out this immortal was just an imposter.
"Be friends?" You Yu Clan are even worthy? Let me ask you, are there any other powerful figures coming? Long Chen asked.
"Yes, there are many ...," upon hearing Long Chen's question, the immortal expert of the Feather Clan replied without hesitation.
"Alright then, you're useless now."
The spear in Long Chen's hand suddenly trembled.
"No..."
The immortal warrior of the Feather Clan screamed in terror, gathering all his strength, trying to struggle again.
"Pfft!"
The immortal warrior of the Feather Clan exploded with a thunderous explosion.
That Feather Clan expert never dreamed that a single sentence from him would cost him his life instantly.
The original meaning behind Long Chen's question was that if no one else was around, he should use secret techniques to call for help from other clansmen.
And the immortal expert of the Feather Clan bluntly said that many more people were coming, so Long Chen had no reason to keep him.
The immortal warrior of the Feather Clan was killed. Although everyone knew this immortal was only a mediocre opponent, watching him slain was still deeply shocking.
At the moment Long Chen's spear trembled, his blood energy erupted, stirring up boundless waves. The immense force blew his long hair, splitting his horn plaitan and naturally scattering his long hair.
"He..."
As Long Chen's long hair fell, countless human experts looked at him with excitement.
"He is ..."
"He is Dean Long Chen of Lingxiao Academy."
"Oh my god, he's back."
"No wonder he's so formidable—he's actually the youngest dean in Lingxiao Academy's history."
For a moment, countless human powerhouses cried out in shock; they finally recognized Long Chen's identity.
Previously, Long Chen had a small braid and two horns on his head. That look was nothing like human attire. Many people thought he looked familiar, and for a moment, no one recognized him.
But when Long Chen's hairstyle was restored, someone immediately called out his name. You have to know, when Long Chen left Ming Haotian, his reputation was already formidable—hardly anyone didn't know him.
Later, Long Chen left Ming Hao Heaven, and various prodigies gradually emerged. People gradually began to forget him, since the Nine Heavens were vast—some rose like comets, others fell like meteors.
Yet many still recognized Long Chen. At that moment, the human warriors erupted in excitement.
"Huo Ling'er, did you remember the guy who stopped the human race just now and wouldn't let them leave?" Long Chen asked.
"Buzz"
The flames around Long Chen trembled, and within the flames, Huo Ling'er's figure appeared. She smiled slightly and said,
"I've already locked onto everything."
"You know what to do." Long Chen smiled faintly.
Huo Ling'er also smiled faintly. She formed hand seals with her jade hands. At that moment, countless foreign powerhouses inside and outside the ancient city turned pale—Long Chen was about to settle scores with them.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Countless
powerful figures sped off in all directions.
"Ah..."
As soon as they moved, flames enveloped them. In an instant, countless people turned into people of fire, their screams rising and falling. No matter how much they struggled, it was useless.
Even a Supreme of the Three Extremes could only hold on for a few more breaths at most before being reduced to ashes.
During this time, some knelt and begged for mercy, but Long Chen's expression remained cold and indifferent, not even glancing at them.
"When you block others and don't let them escape, you act arrogantly and overbearingly.
When you block off others' paths, you also block your own. Your life is not nobler than anyone else's. If you can smile as you watch others die in pain, then you should also face your own death with a smile. Long
Chen's voice echoed across heaven and earth, cold and devoid of emotion, not a trace of mercy, because when they bullied and slaughtered humans, they never showed a trace of mercy.
The hundreds of thousands of powerful warriors who had previously participated in blocking the human race were secretly remembered by Huo Ling'er and secretly tracked down. Not a single one was wronged. Soon, all these hundreds of thousands of powerful warriors were burned alive.
When heaven and earth returned to silence, countless living beings still echoed with their piercing screamsThey were so terrified that their whole bodies trembled, their faces pale, and their eyes filled with terror.
Ruthless, truly ruthless. They had never seen such ruthless human powerhouses before.
After killing these people, Long Chen stood in the void, waiting for a full hour. Finally, he couldn't help but curse: "
Old turtle lied to me! There's no one left, wasting my time."
Long Chen walked over to Xiao He'er, took her hand, and Qiuqiu hurriedly followed behind them, entering the teleportation array. The three figures disappeared.