Chapter 5183 Slaying Half-Step Human Emperors
“How arrogant! Why can’t my disciples hold weapons in their own homes?! If you don’t dare to walk into the palace, then just scram!” roared the leading nine-vein Heaven Saint.
“Two!” Long Chen continued his count.
“Everyone, put away your weapons!” A panicked shout came from the crowd. It was Ye Ziwen, who had nearly been slain by Long Chen earlier and was ranked tenth on the Heaven Rankings.
“Ye Ziwen, have you gone mad?!” shouted an Elder.
They had set up this lineup just to intimidate Long Chen and the others. If Long Chen dared to cross them, they were prepared to retaliate, claiming it as justice for their fallen disciples. However, their trap was simply child’s play in Long Chen’s eyes.
As Ye Ziwen shouted in a practically pleading tone, many people put away their weapons. At this moment, Long Chen finished counting.
“Three.”
Following that, a bizarre sight unfolded. Numerous heads started to explode, splashing their comrades with blood. The survivors were stunned, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
At this moment, on top of Bai Xiaole’s shoulder, the Violet Pupil Nine Tail Fox slowly put down its little claws. A demonic diagram in its eyes slowly faded.
With everyone’s attention on Long Chen, these people didn’t even realize that the Violet Pupil Nine Tail Fox had used a bloodline divine ability to kill those people.
“How...?” The branch academy’s experts were stunned. Even the nine-vein Heaven Saints didn’t understand how those people had perished.
Those who had obeyed Ye Ziwen’s order felt a shiver of terror. Had they not complied, they too might have been among the headless corpses.
This bizarre attack terrified all of them. In contrast, Long Chen’s expression remained icily calm. Those people’s deaths didn’t cause him to feel even a ripple in his heart.
Long Chen had given them a chance to live, but they hadn’t grasped it. Since that was the case, they couldn’t blame anyone else.
“How ruthless! A vicious person like you can’t be dealt with kindly! For someone like you to want to be dean, it’s a fantasy! Today, you will repay your blood debt with blood!” A roar rang out from within the palace.
The void trembled as a blood-colored palm emerged before Long Chen, emanating Emperor-level might that froze the surrounding space. Under this pressure, Guo Ran and the others could barely move; it was their first time facing a half-step Human Emperor.
In response, Long Chen’s eight-color divine ring appeared. The moment it did, the pressure vanished, and the Dragonblood warriors instinctively backed away.
With his divine ring shining, Long Chen’s hand swung out, enveloped in starlight. An explosive sound rocked the High Firmament Academy, and astral winds tore at the world. At this moment, a barrier of divine light rose out of the palace, protecting the disciples.
Seeing this scene, Long Chen narrowed his eyes, his killing intent instantly erupting. He and the elder engaged in a fierce clash.
Suddenly, Long Cen’s divine ring started to spin rapidly. When the outer black ring passed through the other seven divine rings to become the innermost ring, the energy in Long Chen’s body compressed and then exploded, shattering the elder’s hand.
“What?!” The branch academy’s experts were horrified.
Guo Ran and the others were startled by Long Chen’s raw power as well. Despite believing in Long Chen’s power, they hadn’t expected him to be able to destroy the elder’s hand with brute force.
Seeing their boss fighting on par with a half-step Human Emperor was already astonishing, but overwhelming one? This display of power was enough to establish Long Chen as unrivaled beneath the Human Emperor realm.
At first, Long Chen hadn’t been planning on killing this elder. However, when this elder unleashed his full power without regard for their lives, it enraged Long Chen. While the elder’s disciples were shielded by the palace, Long Chen’s divine ring was the only thing preventing the Emperor’s pressure from crushing everyone else. Although the Dragonblood warriors could withstand it, the other disciples would have been killed by the shockwaves.
This incident made Long Chen abandon any restraint. Under the full force of Long Chen’s divine ring, the elder’s arm collapsed.
The shocked elder hastily shot back, yet Long Chen was faster. He seized the elder by the beard and dragged him back, delivering a devastating punch that blasted through the elder’s chest.
Just then, a sharp sword appeared behind Long Chen, accompanied by a burst of a Human Emperor’s divine might—a sign that it was a Human Emperor divine weapon. The other vice dean of the first academy appeared to rescue his comrade.
Against this sneak attack, Long Chen snorted, stars swirling around his feet as he dodged with blinding speed. He then used the elder in his hand to block the sword.
The sneak attacker had not expected Long Chen to move so bizarrely. As it was too late for him to pull his sword back, his life-saving sword became the butcher’s blade that cut his comrade’s head in half, instantly wiping out his comrade’s Yuan Spirit.
As a result, the attacking elder was shocked silly. Just then, a startled cry rang out from inside the palace.
“Watch out!”
BOOM!
Before the elder could react, Long Chen’s foot slammed into his abdomen, crushing his lower body. The elder let out a miserable shriek. A pair of wings then sprouted from his back as he fled. In response, Long Chen slowly raised his finger.
A lightning arrow shot out of his finger, reaching the elder in an instant and killing him. In a few blinks of an eye, the two vice deans were dead, a fact that stunned friends and foes. Long Chen’s strength was absolutely terrifying.
“Sigh, a group of trash that has never experienced the baptism of blood and fire. Sheep are sheep, no matter how big they grow. For you to be so arrogant with such meager power—it’s laughable compared to Han Qianye,” said Long Chen coldly.
After fighting them, Long Chen realized that while these two were half-step Emperors, their power was trash. Han Qianye alone could defeat eight of them. Long Chen realized these so-called elites were frogs at the bottom of a well. Trapped in a minor world, they had become nothing more than powerful but weak-willed existences.
“Come out! I’ll give you a chance at a fair fight,” Long Chen called out to the palace, his voice reverberating through the heavens. All eyes turned toward the palace, as everyone awaited what would happen next.