Chapter 5801 Battle Commences
Who would have thought that Long Chen would act without warning?
Without hesitation, he charged out of the violet blood race’s barrier, diving straight into the heart of the devil race’s strongest camp.
The devil race’s forces were led by nine three-eyed elders, all of them late-stage Devil Emperors. As they observed the violet blood race behind the barrier, they strategized how to crush them most efficiently.
Even with their overwhelming advantage, they remained cautious. The race leader and the Shadow Guard were their only real threats. Hence, once the battle started, those two had to be eliminated immediately. Without them, there would be nothing to worry about.
Yet just as they were plotting how to kill their targets, Long Chen suddenly appeared out of nowhere. With a brick in his hand, he blew apart one of the elders’ heads. Blood and bone splattered as the elder’s head exploded on impact.
For a moment, time seemed to freeze.
Not just the devil race, but even Luo Zichuan and the others were stunned.
“This brat!”
Luo Zichuan’s heart clenched. This little fool had guts bigger than the heavens. Instead of feeling relieved that Long Chen had killed one of their leaders, Luo Zichuan almost had a heart attack.
Those nine elders were all late-stage Devil Emperors. Even the race leader wouldn’t dare to charge into their midst alone, yet a Heaven Saint like Long Chen had done exactly that.
Luo Zichuan didn’t hesitate. He had no time to think, no time to discuss it with the race leader. Without a word, he shot out of the barrier, terrified that he wouldn’t reach Long Chen in time.
“You insects dare invade the violet blood race? Where did you find the courage?”
Long Chen’s voice rang out, cutting through the stunned silence. Taking advantage of their momentary shock, he pointed at the remaining eight leaders and taunted them.
“Die!”
One of them roared. His third eye flashed ominously, and the space around Long Chen twisted and collapsed—it was a terrifying pupil art meant to crush its target instantly.
BOOM!
The distorted space exploded, but Long Chen’s figure was already gone. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared deep within the enemy ranks—right among the mid-stage Devil Emperors.
A sickening crack echoed as he struck the back of a devil’s skull. Unlike the sturdier late-stage Devil Emperors, this one’s head burst apart instantly.
“Bastard!”
The devil race leaders roared in fury. Long Chen’s movements were eerie—there were no spatial fluctuations, yet he was vanishing and reappearing like a phantom. It made no sense. Their eyes quickly locked onto the brick in his hand.
Before they could act, Long Chen was already on the move again. He flashed through the battlefield like a ghost, smashing skulls in rapid succession.
In a single breath, seven mid-stage Devil Emperors were reduced to corpses.
Fear spread like wildfire. The devils scrambled to retreat, desperate to put distance between themselves and the invisible fellow. They would only feel slightly safer once they were far away from him.
Just because of Long Chen, chaos erupted in the devil army’s rank.
Buzz.
Suddenly, the air trembled.
A massive spirit banner unfurled, and an explosion of devil qi swept across the battlefield.
Long Chen’s figure was forced to materialize.
The elder who summoned the banner bellowed, “Found him! Kill him!”
But before they could do so—
A blinding saber-image streaked across the battlefield and slammed into the spirit banner. The artifact quivered violently, its devil qi momentarily dispersing. In that instant, Long Chen vanished once again.
Luo Zichuan had arrived. Yet as his saber struck, his eyes narrowed in shock. This spirit banner was a supreme devil weapon.
His full-power attack failed to destroy the spirit banner. It only forced the banner to retract its energy temporarily, buying Long Chen a moment of freedom.
“Die!” a devil elder roared, lashing out with a white bone whip.
Just then, a divine diagram blazed into the sky. As its runes swirled, divine light cascaded down to cover the battlefield.
“Those are original devil divine runes!” shouted one of the three-eyed elders, shocked.
BOOM!
This diagram was the Devil Sealing Diagram. As its divine light covered the battlefield, the devils felt their blood turn sluggish.
“Don’t panic!” One of the three-eyed elders barked. “At most, these runes will suppress us by twenty percent! Even with that, we can still crush them!”
Although their devil blood was a bit sluggish, it wasn’t too big of an impact.
At that moment—
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Battle God Drum roared to life.
A strange power ignited within Long Chen’s veins, and his violet blood burned like a raging fire, invigorating him. It felt as if divine blessings were pouring into his body.
So the Battle God Drum has this effect?
Long Chen was amazed. The race leader had prepared for this all along.
Had everything gone according to plan, then by using killing points to activate the Devil Sealing Diagram, the devil race’s strength would have been halved. Meanwhile, the violet blood race would have been fully empowered by the Battle God Drum.
In that scenario, the devil race would instantly be torn apart.
But because of Long Chen’s intervention, the plan failed. Their enemies were only weakened by twenty percent. The violet blood race was still at a severe disadvantage.
Yet there was no turning back now.
“Kill!”
The race leader roared, charging forward with the Battle God Drum floating above his head. Beside him, the Shadow Guard followed, brandishing a golden dragon spear.
The violet blood race’s experts poured out of the barrier, engaging the enemy in all-out war.
Seeing the situation, the race leader and the Shadow Guard immediately lunged at the remaining eight devil elders. Luo Zichuan was currently surrounded and in danger.
“Stick to the plan!” one of the elders commanded.
Their strategy was clear: eliminate the race leader first.
As the heart of the violet blood race, his death would shatter their morale. If he fell, their forces would take a heavy blow and likely crumble entirely.
Moreover, by focusing all their might on him first, they could flush out any hidden trump cards the violet blood race might be concealing.
With that in mind, all eight devil elders abandoned their targets and charged toward the race leader. Even the one fighting Luo Zichuan turned away and shot at the race leader.
But that was a big mistake.
Just as the devil elder turned around, violet qi erupted around Luo Zichuan as he became one with his saber. Then, a terrifying killing intent locked onto the fleeing devil elder. For a brief instant, flickering magical flames could be seen swirling around Luo Zichuan’s blade.
A chill ran down the devil elder’s spine. Only now did he realize—Luo Zichuan had been holding back during their exchanges. He had deliberately masked his true power, making himself seem weak just to lure the devil elder into lowering his guard.
And now that he had turned away—
It was already too late.
Luo Zichuan unleashed his full power, and the power of his lock made it impossible for the devil elder to dodge.
“How despicable!” the devil elder roared furiously.
Without any other option, the devil elder was forced to block the attack with his whip.
Swish!
Luo Zichuan’s saber sheared through the whip like paper, continuing its deadly arc. With a flash of violet light, the devil elder’s arm disintegrated, and a fountain of blood burst forth as he coughed violently.
This was all within Luo Zichuan’s expectations. His second attack quickly came, piercing the devil elder’s chest all the way through.