"Blood Clan?"
When he saw those strong warriors dressed in city guard uniforms, Long Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He never expected to encounter people from the Blood Clan here, and they were even wearing city guard uniforms.
"Iron Blood Sect?" Blood clan? This time things got interesting. A strange expression appeared on Long Chen's face, but his eyes carried a chilling murderous intent.
The Blood Clan, whether on the Tianwu Continent or in the Immortal Realm, have always been Long Chen's enemies. That resentment and rejection are deeply ingrained in his bones; the moment he sees them, he wants to kill them.
"Don't be afraid of them, but don't kill them either. If they want to play, we brothers will play along with them. After all, the two of us are both literate and martial—what is there to fear?" Mo Nian chuckled.
Long Chen said nothing, just watched as the group of city guards approached. There were eight of them in total, exuding a fierce aura. The leader was surrounded by blood energy, exuding an overwhelming pressure.
They were all Human Saint-level experts, walking forward with murderous intent, startling those nearby. Seeing the expressions of those Ironblood Sect disciples, they scattered in all directions, giving up a large space.
Anyone who wasn't a fool knew these eight city guards were definitely looking for trouble with Long Chen and Mo Nian, all wanting to stay far away to avoid getting covered in blood soon.
Just as Long Chen was about to drip blood onto the nameplate, the person responsible for distributing it put it away. He looked at the city guards and said,
"Everyone, is there a problem?"
"This person caused trouble here before. Who allowed him to enter the city?" The leading city guard shouted sternly.
"Lord Yan Feng has already handled this matter. Is he qualified to enter the city?" The man frowned and said.
Although his rank was lower than the city guards, everyone did their own duties and didn't interfere with each other, so they weren't afraid of him. But as soon as this man came up, he started shouting loudly, almost like scolding his subordinates, which immediately annoyed him.
"Yan Feng is abusing favoritism. These two disobeyed the order, attacked people, and defended the rules of Fumo City. It's clear they're not good people. They came to Fumo City and must have some unspeakable secret. Guards, arrest them and interrogate them severely." The leader shouted coldly.
After speaking, he waved his hand. The others wielded spears, their tips already aimed at Long Chen and Mo Nian. Yu Tong and Yu Fei's faces changed dramatically. Yu Tong was about to speak but was stopped by Long Chen.
Long Chen looked at Mo Nian and shrugged, "Tell me, what should I do to avoid killing them?" "
How dare you! Even at the brink of death, you still dare to be so arrogant." A city guard shouted angrily.
Long Chen looked at the city guards, then suddenly turned to Mo Nian and said, "Are they deliberately luring us into action?" "
Yes, due to the rules here, if we don't make the first move, they can't act. They wait for us to act, and then they have a reason to act." Mo Nian shrugged.
"Is that so?" So can we just ignore this bunch of idiots? Anyway, he didn't dare to make a move. Long Chen said.
"In theory, that's how it is." Mo Nian said.
"You ..."
The leader trembled with anger but dared not make the first move. His earlier stance was actually to force the two to act or escape, giving them a reason to act. Even if they killed them, they would not be punished.
But Mo Nian had spent time here and understood the rules, so their plan instantly fell apart.
"Tch, a bunch of cowards. If you're capable, just make a move?"
After Long Chen finished speaking, he turned to look at Mo Nian and said, "If they make a move, can I fight back?" "
Of course you can?" Even if he killed the other party, at worst he could face the law of Demon Suppression City and let their laws judge the case. Mo Nian said.
"Idiot, move your firewood stick aside for me. Don't get in my way," Long Chen reached out, pulling away the spear blocking his way, leaving the back to them. He looked at the powerful figure who had issued the nameplates and said,
"What's wrong?" What do you do? Do they still need their approval? Although Long Chen didn't know their relationship, seeing that person's expression had been unpleasant, he could roughly guess the reason.
"Of course not. Just recognize your master with your blood!" Pay the fee while you're at it. The man said calmly, handing the nameplate to Long Chen.
Long Chen was just about to reach out to catch the nameplate when suddenly the void trembled, and the nameplate was pulled by a powerful force and was sent flying.
"Your origins are unknown; you cannot recognize the master's nameplate." At that moment, a soft voice rang out, and a long-haired man with a delicate face appeared.
He stood with his hands behind his back, but without moving a word, Long Chen's nameplate suddenly drifted rapidly toward the man.
"Soul power, capturing objects from afar?"
"It's Hu Yifei, the contemporary prodigy of the Iron Blood Sect." Someone exclaimed, recognizing the man—clearly, he was a person of great origin.
"Hmph, who do you think you are, daring to touch my nameplate?"
Long Chen snorted coldly, and likewise, made no move. His soul power erupted, the void trembled violently, and the nameplate suddenly froze in midair, then two transparent hands simultaneously reached for it.
"Soul transformation—oh my god, how terrifying is their soul power?" Someone exclaimed.
"Most importantly, neither of them used soul techniques; they both took on the most primitive and basic soul power."
"No need to form seals or use soul techniques, yet they can condense their soul power into shape. Just how strong are these two's soul powers?"
Although soul cultivators are not common in this world, they are not particularly rare either. Almost all cultivators have encountered soul cultivators and have some understanding of them.
But even without forming hand seals, they could compress their soul power to this extent, which shows that their soul power was already incomprehensibly strong.
"Buzz!"
The two giant hands collided in the void, causing a buzzing sound in the void to tremble. Countless people immediately felt dizzy, their heads pricking as if pricked by needles. This was the terrifying power of soul attacks—impossible to guard against.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, with a loud explosion, Long Chen's soul hand actually crushed the opponent's hand with force.
"What?"
All the powerful figures present were shocked, even the eight city guards were shocked. Hu Yifei was a renowned expert within the Iron Blood Sect, with unfathomable strength and a mastery of soul attacks. Unexpectedly, when he clashed with Long Chen's soul power, he was defeated in an instant.
"Whew."
Long Chen's soul hand grabbed the nameplate and held it in front of him. Long Chen reached out to catch it, looked at Hu Yifei, and said calmly, "
Soul power is my weak point."
"You..."
Hu Yifei's soul hand was crushed apart, instantly shocked and furious. Long Chen's words were truly murderous, and murderous intent instantly appeared in his eyes.
"Who are you?" What is it for? Hu Yifei said with a sinister expression.