The moment Long Chen set off, a piercing alarm sounded. Inside Lingxiao Academy, barriers rose one after another, wrapping the entire academy tightly.
"Boom!"
Just as the academy's barrier rose, a sharp sword tore through the sky and struck Lingxiao Academy's barrier. With a loud explosion, dozens of barriers were pierced by a single sword.
"What?"
At that moment, Long Chen and Bai Zhantang's hearts tightened. To be able to pierce all barriers with a single sword strike, they were at least Saint King-level powerhouses. Both felt a sense of foreboding, and four words flashed through their minds:
"Purple-Gold Assassin"
"Rumble ...
The barrier was pierced, and a transparent figure shot in from outside. The Dragon Bone Evil Moon in Long Chen's hand trembled as he slashed out with his blade.
With a thunderous explosion, Long Chen sent the figure flying with a single strike, while Long Chen himself was shaken by the terrifying power of the man, his blood surging, his throat sweet, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"The target has appeared."
The transparent figure was sent flying by Long Chen, uttering coldly. Immediately, ripples appeared in the void, and fifteen figures appeared simultaneously.
As soon as those fifteen figures appeared, their vast divine might blotted out the sky and sun. The terrifying pressure of a Saint King swept across the heavens, instantly locking onto all sixteen of them.
The moment the sixteen Saint King-level experts locked onto Long Chen, it was as if the star river was pressing down on him, his joints creaking loudly. This was Long Chen—if it were an ordinary Divine Venerable, he would be crushed by the divine might of a Saint King.
"Kill the first target first, then find the second—a quick victory!" One of the Saint King experts issued an order.
"Buzz!"
As he gave the order, sixteen longswords pointed straight at Long Chen, their fierce sword energy tearing through the void.
"Do you think I'm fake?"
At that moment, a furious roar rang out as Bai Zhantang charged forward. Bai Zhantang was furious, charging at the same time as Long Chen, but the group treated him like air.
"Sss!"
Among the sixteen Saint King experts, one figure flickered and stepped away from the group. In the instant his figure moved, countless figures appeared in the sky, making it impossible to tell reality from illusion.
"Leave this person to me..."
The man snorted coldly, and suddenly among thousands of figures, one appeared before Bai Zhantang like a ghost, stabbing his sword straight at his throat.
"Get lost!"
Bai Zhantang roared, a violent aura erupting. The pressure of a Saint King swept in all directions, and he swung his broad sword fiercely at the man.
With a loud explosion, two divine weapons clashed, and the Saint King was struck by Bai Zhantang's sword, causing blood to spray wildly.
"Sealed cultivation?"
The Saint King expert was both shocked and furious.
"Hundred Ghosts Seal—Open!"
Bai Zhantang roared angrily, countless runes swirling around his body, like chains, exploding with a roar as he roared.
As the chains shattered, behind him appeared a monster with two horns on his head, long hair hanging down to his feet, and wearing an ancient robe. As soon as the monster appeared, ghostly energy surged through the heavens and earth, and the whole world seemed to enter hell.
As Bai Zhantang broke the seal, his power surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam, and the violent shockwaves scattered clouds in all directions.
"There's also a hidden expert here!"
With Bai Zhantang unleashing his full power, the Saint Kings were instantly shocked:
"Take him out first."
At that moment, a resonant dragon roar echoed through heaven and earth, blood energy engulfing the sky. Long Chen clad in blood-red scales, a long blood-red cloak swaying in the wind behind him, exuding an indescribable dominance.
"I said you came so soon, turns out there's a sucker running from Emperor Heaven. What's up? Killed by my father so badly that you abandon your armor and come to me looking for trouble? "
Whoosh."
Long Chen hoisted the Dragonbone Evil Moon onto his shoulder, looking at the group of Saint King-level experts with a mocking expression on his face.
"Give it your all. If you can't deal with the second target, prioritize the first. Kill every single one." A Saint King-level expert of the Fate-Hunting Clan shouted coldly.
"Whoosh."
At his command, sixteen people—ten charged at Long Chen at once, while the other six attacked Bai Zhantang from six directions.
"Looking down on me?" Die! Seeing
ten people charging at Long Chen while he had only six, Bai Zhantang, furious, wielded his heavy sword and charged at the six Saint King assassins.
Just as he rushed out, the long-haired monster behind him suddenly opened its huge mouth, letting out a piercing screech like a vengeful ghost seeking a life. Even Long Chen felt his soul tremble, and those standing before him visibly felt their bodies tremble.
"Boom!"
Bai Zhantang's greatsword slashed down. The six of them joined forces to resist, yet he still managed to push them back. Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were filled with shock.
It turned out that just now, when the monster behind Bai Zhantang roared, his soul was about to leave his body in an instant. Fortunately, they were powerful and reacted quickly, allowing their souls to return to their place immediately; otherwise, Bai Zhantang would have sliced his body apart with a single sword strike.
"Boom boom boom...
Meanwhile, on Long Chen's side, ten Saint King experts and ten longswords attacked simultaneously, charging at him. The Dragon Bone Evil Moon in Long Chen's hand danced up and down, and in the blink of an eye, they clashed over a thousand times.
These ten Saint King powerhouses actually acted according to a specific formation, with ten longswords attacking from different angles, times, and with varying strengths, working together seamlessly.
"Clang, dang, dang... The
Dragon Bone Evil Moon defended up and down like a raging storm, completely blocking the opponent's attacks. But with ten Saint Kings working together, their strength could swallow the heavens, and Long Chen was instantly trapped.
Bai Zhantang's side wasn't optimistic either. Although Bai Zhantang seized the initiative under his aggressive attack, by the time those six regained their composure and coordinated their efforts, Bai Zhantang's advantage gradually faded.
"Playing tricks too?"
Bai Zhantang rarely got coordinated with attacks like this. For a moment, he was flustered and couldn't use his strength, so he shouted in frustration.
"Rumble..."
At that moment, ripples appeared on the protective formation of Lingxiao Academy, and one transparent figure after another appeared—they were assassins from the Fate-Hunting Clan. What shocked Bai Zhantang most was that all of them were Nine-Star Destiny Cultivators, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
"No"Alright!"
Bai Zhantang was shocked and tried to retreat to defend, but was firmly held back by those six people.
"Long Chen, they're luring the tiger away from the mountain. Don't let them destroy the foundation of our academy." Bai Zhantang exclaimed, having misunderstood the group's intentions.
"Destroy the foundation of my academy?" You're giving them too much credit! Long Chen said disdainfully. Facing the endless Destiny Ones, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. How big a wave could a group of fake Destiny Beings really cause?
"Puff puff puff..."
At that moment, figures appeared one after another on the academy's grand formation. Those Nine-Star Destiny Warriors who had been frantically attacking the formation instantly stained the sky with blood.
"The Dragonblood Legion is here. If you're not afraid of death, come ahead." The roars of the Dragonblood warriors changed the color of heaven and earth, and the world trembled.