Chapter 5514 Demon Race’s Ancient City
Streaks of sword-light ignited the heavens like dazzling fireworks, stealing the very souls of those who witnessed them. Amidst this breathtaking spectacle, the resonant sound of a sword being sheathed rang out—a clear, solemn bell that seemed to call the lost souls back to their bodies.
When Yue Zifeng sheathed his sword, the experts watching in the distance suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, as though their souls had been momentarily severed from their bodies. Only when the sword was fully sheathed did they feel released from its invisible grip. Cold sweat poured down their faces as horror gripped them.
That sword was a nightmare incarnate, a blade that made ghosts weep and gods tremble. Its mere presence decided life and death, leaving no room for resistance.
An eerie silence fell over the battlefield. The onlookers stood pale and frozen, as if they had just glimpsed the gates of hell slamming shut before them.
The experts surrounding Long Chen and Yue Zifeng were frozen, stupefied by Yue Zifeng’s sword.
Those in the distance thought that Yue Zifeng’s action was just to scare them off, but then a strange scene played out in front of them. Like puppets with their strings cut, the experts surrounding Long Chen and Yue Zifeng collapsed one by one. Weapons clattered to the ground, leaving the area eerily empty. Only the vice valley master remained standing, trembling uncontrollably.
“What?!”
Cries of disbelief echoed from the distant spectators as they realized the shocking truth: the fallen experts were dead. Their Yuan Spirits had been obliterated.
The vice valley master stared at Yue Zifeng, trying to maintain a facade of courage, but his shaking limbs betrayed him.
Just now, when Yue Zifeng unleashed his sword, the vice valley master’s Yuan Spirit was pulled out of his body by some invisible force. The only reason he survived was Yue Zifeng’s mercy. However, the others weren’t so fortunate.
Seeing their bodies on the ground, the vice valley master finally believed that the Silver Hair Void Crusher had truly died here. In front of Yue Zifeng, his faith energy was moving extremely sluggishly. It should have automatically protected him, but it hadn’t done anything.
“That was badass,” said Long Chen, amazed.
Yue Zifeng was truly a monster. With a single sword stroke, Yue Zifeng had severed their Yuan Spirits, bypassing even Lord Brahma’s formidable faith energy. It was an achievement that bordered on the divine.
In fact, even Long Chen didn’t know when Yue Zifeng had become so powerful. But after thinking for a while, he understood.
Yue Zifeng was a peerless genius. After clashing against the Silver Hair Void Crusher twice, he had found the weakness of faith energy. With his unparalleled comprehension of the Sword Dao, he had refined his will to bypass its defenses and strike directly at the Yuan Spirit.
Yue Zifeng’s ability to grow stronger under pressure was extraordinary. The greater the challenge, the sharper his Sword Dao became. Unlike others who advanced through cultivation, he advanced through comprehension.
Once Yue Zifeng comprehended a principle, his Sword Dao underwent a transformation. Sword cultivators were indeed unique and could not be judged by normal means.
That one attack made even Long Chen jump. Fortunately, they were brothers. If Yue Zifeng were an enemy, then Long Chen would never be able to rest in peace.
If Yue Zifeng had comprehended this realm when facing the Nether Emperor, perhaps they would have been able to drive the latter away without the sovereign dragon reverse scale’s power.
Yue Zifeng had killed countless experts just like that, sparing only the vice valley master.
Yue Zifeng stared at the vice valley master, who was shaking in terror. Despite knowing that he was about to die, the vice valley master still acted tough. Shaking his head, Yue Zifeng declared, “The Silver Hair Void Crusher has already been killed by my boss. Not even his corpse remains. Go and deliver that news.”
After experiencing the battle of the Dragon Domain and bearing witness to the terrifying Nether Emperor, neither Long Chen nor Yue Zifeng were interested in killing this weak vice valley master before them.
Knowing that they had no intention of killing him, the vice valley master instantly relaxed, almost falling to the ground. He was actually even more cowardly than an ordinary person. It was indeed true... the higher a person’s status, the more they cherished their life.
The vice valley master wanted to say some tough words to gain back some face, but he was afraid of angering Long Chen and Yue Zifeng. Hence, his mouth only twitched a few times; he didn’t dare to say anything.
Taking a few hesitant steps back, he turned and fled, shouting over his shoulder, “This is a declaration of war against Divine Venerate Brahma! Just you wait!”
Long Chen and Yue Zifeng simply ignored him.
Yue Zifeng and Guo Ran possessed power no lower than his own, and the Dragonblood Legion was also rapidly growing. They relieved a great deal of the pressure on him. Once they could fully open all the gates in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, they would be able to control this powerful divine weapon of the sovereign dragon race. Then the Dragonblood Legion would have the foundation to roam the nine heavens and ten lands.
Long Chen couldn’t help but feel grateful.
“With you and the rest of the Dragonblood Legion here, I feel truly blessed,” said Long Chen, clapping Yue Zifeng on the shoulder.
Yue Zifeng chuckled softly. “It’s all thanks to Boss’s patronage.”
This rare moment of boot-locking from Yue Zifeng startled Long Chen, but the two quickly exchanged glances before bursting into hearty laughter.
As their laughter faded, Yue Zifeng’s expression grew serious. “Your enemies keep getting stronger, Boss. Even the Nether Emperor appeared. If we don’t improve, we’ll only hold you back.”
With a note of resolve, Yue Zifeng continued, “Facing the Nether Emperor nearly shattered my Sword Dao, but it also gave me the insight I needed to evolve. The pressure he exerted forced my will to its limit, and I broke through. Just now, I tested this new Sword Dao, and I found that Lord Brahma’s faith energy barely affects me anymore. Next time I face the Nether Emperor, I won’t be as helpless.”
Long Chen nodded in admiration. Yue Zifeng’s ability to use adversity as a springboard for growth was astonishing. The Nether Emperor had unwittingly paved the way for Yue Zifeng’s transformation.
Long Chen pulled out a formation disc, and the two stepped onto it, disappearing under countless stunned gazes.
After dozens of supreme long-distance teleportations, they arrived at a bustling city. From there, they navigated through three more transportation formations, finally emerging in an ancient, imposing city.
The moment they stepped out, their gazes sharpened. This ancient city belonged to the demonic beast race.
Traversing through this territory was unavoidable for Long Chen’s return to the Wind God Sea Pavilion. Though this path was technically open to outsiders, the tension between the demon race and the human race was no secret.
More troubling was the fact that Long Chen had no clear idea which specific race held dominion over this region.
As Long Chen and Yue Zifeng stepped away from the transportation formation, heading toward a larger one for their next transfer, an unsettling sensation rippled through them.
Suddenly, both of their hearts quivered as a sharp sword intent locked onto them like an unyielding predator honing in on its prey.
For Long Chen, that sensation was more than just alarming—it was familiar.
The two of them looked in the same direction. A group of people was glaring at them, their eyes full of sinister killing intent.