Chapter 5930 Ten Thousand Devil Domain
The Ten Thousand Devil Domain was a battlefield from the primal chaos era, but it had never been of much importance. There were no legendary relics or historic remains. In truth, it had once been nothing more than a nameless battlefield.
However, recently, this place became particularly famous. It had become a lawless haven for forbidden treasures—things that could never see the light of day.
In the words of the human race, it was a black market.
There were no rules or laws in this place. It was a land of nefarious evildoers trying to outdo each other.
Long Chen arrived on the border of this region through a transportation formation. Immediately, a sharp-mouthed man closed in on him.
“Brother—”
Smack!
Long Chen slapped him into a cloud of blood before he could finish his sentence. The bystanders jumped in shock.
Although this was a lawless region, the area around the transportation formations was an exception. The local rulers had carved out protected zones around it. Hence, experts rarely dared to fight in this area, as it would be viewed as a provocation toward the rulers.
The Ten Thousand Devil Domain had four transportation formations in the north, east, south, and west. These formations were heavily guarded by powerful factions because teleportation here was outrageously expensive—one hundred times more costly than elsewhere. Such a lucrative business naturally belonged to the strong.
To be able to control a transportation formation in this lawless place meant that the faction was truly powerful. Otherwise, they would have long since been devoured by someone else.
The moment Long Chen killed someone, he drew the ire of the two elders overseeing the formation. Both were terrifying Demon Emperors. Only experts of their level could maintain order here.
“Brat, are you looking to die?” they snarled, appearing in front of Long Chen, their auras surging with bloody pressure.
They were demon race experts, and their killing intent was overwhelming.
But Long Chen simply stared at them, his gaze cold and indifferent.
In that instant, the two elders froze. Their hair stood on end. An invisible pressure crushed their souls, as if their spirits might flee their bodies at any moment. Cold sweat soaked their backs.
They had never expected some youngster from the human race to be this terrifying. They had misjudged. The poor fellow greeting Long Chen had also misjudged.
That unfortunate soul had intended to scam Long Chen—lure him into a dark alley where his gang could slaughter him like a fat sheep. In fact, he had just done this to someone else not long ago, and that person’s resentful spirit was still lingering around him.
The Ten Thousand Devil Domain attracted many greenhorns—curious wanderers with no experience, who unknowingly walked to their deaths. Whether they came to sell illicit goods or buy them, one thing was certain: they carried great wealth.
Scammers like the sharp-mouthed man made a living off such prey. But this time, he had miscalculated. Long Chen hadn’t even said a word before killing him.
“What did you say?” Long Chen asked coldly, his gaze locking onto the two elders.
“Forgive us! Please... do as you please...” one of the elders stammered, his voice trembling.
Long Chen’s aura was absolutely terrifying. Despite clearly being a Heaven Saint, their years of experience told them that their life and death were in his hands.
They quickly bowed and stepped aside, unable to withstand Long Chen’s killing intent.
In truth, Long Chen had nearly killed them. Both were demonic beasts in the Demon Emperor realm. For him, they were walking treasures, rich in Blood Qi. Their corpses would’ve been perfect offerings to his primal chaos space.
However, Long Chen managed to endure. He was after something bigger.
When Long Chen passed through the crowd and left, the two of them almost collapsed. One of them asked, “What kind of aura is that?! How could it be so terrifying?!”
“To suppress us so completely... it must be a Sovereign Lord’s aura. He might be a Heaven Saint, but he probably has a Sovereign Lord divine weapon. That’s the only way he could overpower us like that.”
“A Sovereign Lord divine weapon?! Such a peerless treasure, shouldn’t we...”
“Forget it. Anyone who can wield such a treasure must have a monstrous background. We’d choke trying to swallow a mouthful like that. But with how arrogant he is, it won’t be long before the other factions take notice. We might just get to watch a good show.”
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Long Chen headed straight for the heart of the Ten Thousand Devil Domain. In this lawless place, there were almost no presentable buildings. There were often battles here, resulting in everything being in ruins.
From above, the entire region looked like a pile of rubble. Yet in the shadows of those ruins, secret exchanges took place. People moved furtively, trading secret stuff in hidden corners. The shattered buildings acted like dens, and the cloaked figures inside them were like rats.
“Just one person? Kill him!” shouted someone.
A group of hidden figures spotted Long Chen traveling alone. Seeing that he was only a Heaven Saint, they launched a sudden ambush.
A flash of sword-light cut through the darkness. Thirteen late-stage Demon Emperors were instantly cleaved into pieces and tossed into Long Chen’s primal chaos space.
Once inside, their bodies transformed into giant pythons. They all belonged to the demon race.
The ringing sound of a sword being sheathed echoed briefly. The Sword Qi vanished, but in that fleeting moment, countless divine senses swept toward Long Chen.
Many had been silently observing him. The brief flash of that devastating Sword Qi shook them. Fortunately for them, those bandits had become a living warning: this man was not to be touched casually.
Suddenly, Long Chen vanished and reappeared before another ruin. A shadowy figure tried to flee, but Long Chen was faster.
He begged, “Senior—!”
Long Chen extended a finger and instantly pierced his head. His soul shattered in an instant. Long Chen forcibly soulsearched him.
This man wasn’t a fighter—he had likely been a scout or informant for the earlier group.
“Ten Thousand Devil Den?” Long Chen sneered, tossing the corpse into the primal chaos space.
He then followed the trail revealed in the man’s memories.
...
“Little fellow, you dared to kill the people of the Gold Scale Blood Python race? You must be tired of living!”
A terrifying roar rang out as a peak Demon Emperor descended. A golden hand tore through space, crashing toward Long Chen like a falling mountain.
Clearly, anyone who could survive in the Ten Thousand Devil Domain had formidable strength. Even when killing for treasure, one had to be cautious. Otherwise, death was the result.
In this chaotic land, might made right. A lone Heaven Saint like Long Chen seemed to lack the qualifications to stand tall. The moment he killed some small fry, a bigger fish immediately emerged to take revenge.
This expert possessed a primal chaos bloodline and surging Blood Qi that shook the heavens. His power vastly exceeded that of an ordinary Demon Emperor.
A golden hand smashed down, crushing the space around Long Chen and sending golden ripples tearing through the void.
The elder snorted in disdain, certain that Long Chen had been annihilated. But just then, the sharp sound of a sword being drawn echoed through the air.
A blinding ray of sword-light flashed—clean and swift.
The elder was cleaved in two.