Chapter 5494 Fighting the Nether Emperor, Familiar Figures Appear
Eight enormous hands stretched out of the eight spatial gates, each as black as ink and as terrifying as devil claws blotting out the sky. These hands radiated supreme laws and apocalyptic divine might. As they emerged, the patriarchs of the dragon race froze in horror, unable to move.
“That’s...”
Their terror deepened when they realized these hands possessed a sealing power so overwhelming that even they were like ants in front of them.
BOOM!
The eight hands grabbed Long Chen at the same time, freezing the surrounding space and halting the flow of time. Long Chen found himself completely immobilized, unable to resist as the hands enveloped him.
His mind raced before a thought struck him.
Fuck, I actually forgot about it!
The eight hands formed a crushing prison around Long Chen, their immense pressure threatening to force his blood from his body. His body bent under the strain, and his bones crackled as though they might shatter. As the weight of the world bore down on him, his legs trembled. He was on the brink of collapse.
“Boss!” Guo Ran and the others shouted in alarm.
No one had expected Netherdragon Tianfeng to suddenly mobilize the power of the Netherworld’s laws against Long Chen. Most terrifying of all, Guo Ran and the others were also frozen by these laws, so they could only watch as Long Chen was trapped.
However, on this battlefield, one person remained unaffected by the suppression of the Netherworld’s laws. His sword cried out, unleashing the wild energy of the Sword Dao, which transformed into millions of runes that broke the laws of the Netherworld.
“Zifeng!”
Guo Ran and the others rejoiced. Yue Zifeng had broken free from the suppression. As long as he could strike at Netherdragon Tianfeng and disrupt his technique, Long Chen could free himself.
Yue Zifeng swung his sword, sending sharp Sword Qi through the void, piercing the ten thousand Daos as it hurtled toward Netherdragon Tianfeng. Everyone’s hopes rested on this attack, their hearts clenched in anticipation.
BOOM!
The Sword Qi never reached its target. It was intercepted midway and shattered by another sword.
“Silver Hair Void Crusher!”
Guo Ran and the others gnashed their teeth in frustration. This sneaky fellow had blocked Yue Zifeng’s all-out attack.
Exhaustion was evident on Yue Zifeng’s pale face. Sword cultivators were ill-suited to prolonged battles, and he had pushed himself to his limits. Yet, despite this, Yue Zifeng took a deep breath and steadied his sword. Determination flickered in his eyes.
Just as Yue Zifeng was about to make his move, a deafening explosion turned everyone’s attention. They saw Long Chen, his body drenched in blood, slowly straightening. The sky cracked with every inch he moved, and this sight left everyone stunned.
“The Nether Emperor? Who the fuck do you think you are?! The Nine Star Master reduced you to discarnate soul, yet you dare to show off in front of the nine star line?! A defeated general like you is nothing more than a stray dog! You think you can make Boss Long San bend his head?!” Long Chen roared, his voice echoing throughout heaven and earth like a devil or a battle god’s growl.
Every single word was filled with a powerful spirit—one that looked down upon all within the nine heavens.
Standing tall, Long Chen rested Evilmoon on his shoulder. The space above his head was constantly collapsing, and countless chains were breaking apart. He was like a supreme being beneath the dome of the heavens. It was like there was no force in this world that could suppress him.
“Ignorant fool, since you want to die so badly, I’ll fulfill your wish!” exclaimed Netherdragon Tianfeng.
Netherdragon Tianfeng was shocked that Long Chen could resist the will of the Nether Emperor. As he formed a series of hand seals, the eight gates exploded into eight giant spatial whirlpools, doubling the Netherworld’s power in this space.
The Dragon Domain’s warriors spat blood under the increased pressure. Their bodies and souls felt on the verge of collapse. Despite this, the majority of the pressure remained concentrated on Long Chen, leaving everyone else horrified.
The chains Long Chen had just shattered rapidly fused again, becoming even thicker as they bound him once more.
“Stop! You idiot, I want him alive! You can’t kill him!” the Silver Hair Void Crusher cursed furiously.
However, Netherdragon Tianfeng ignored him, driven by envy and fear of Long Chen’s power. He would only feel secure once Long Chen was dead.
“Don’t fight its will! Hurry up and execute your plan!” urged the Earth Cauldron anxiously.
The Earth Cauldron knew Long Chen’s plan, but Long Chen refused to follow it and started to challenge the Nether Emperor’s will. His stubborn nature threw the plan awry.
Long Chen ignored the Earth Cauldron’s warnings, stubbornly pushing against the crushing pressure of the Nether Emperor's will. He seemed determined to prove whose will was stronger.
The Earth Cauldron trembled with frustration, nearly cursing him outright. It now regretted acknowledging Long Chen as its master so early. If it hadn’t, it could have acted independently to block this power.
However, having formally recognized Long Chen as its master, it was bound by his will and could only watch helplessly as he confronted the cage with unyielding defiance.
Long Chen’s entire body was drenched in blood, his torn skin revealing scarlet muscles beneath. His eyes burned with madness. Despite the odds, he gritted his teeth and resisted.
Understanding Long Chen’s resolve, Yue Zifeng slowly lowered his sword. Although Yue Zifeng knew that Long Chen would die if he lost, he also knew that Long Chen didn’t want him to interfere.
Long Chen was shaking and covered in blood, but his sharp killing intent only grew sharper.
All of a sudden, a heaven-shaking explosion rang out. The chains binding Long Chen shattered, and the oppressive power in the surroundings vanished in an instant. Everyone regained their freedom, but their shock deepened as they turned their gaze to Long Chen.
They saw two beautiful figures standing behind Long Chen. Though the two figures were rather blurry, their black dresses flowed with otherworldly grace, and their long, dark hair billowed as if carried by an unseen wind. Their sheer aura of peerless beauty left everyone awestruck.
Long Chen was soaked in blood. Yet now, within his blood, black granules started to gather, swirling and concentrating into the two figures behind him.
“Nethergod power? How can this be?”
Netherdragon Tianfeng froze in disbelief, his jaw slack as he stared at the scene unfolding before him.