Chapter 6221 Fight Over the Spear
After sending Kun Wufa flying with a slap, Long Chen stood in front of the innate bead. His gaze roved over these experts.
Long Chen said, “The people inside are my wife and my little sister. I won’t waste breath talking about giving face. To me, they are more important than my life. Anyone who dares disturb them will have to get through me first.
“Of course, if they fail, I will immediately take them away, unlike some people who shamelessly keep trying after failing. There’s no way people won't be tempted by such a treasure, and naturally there is no mercy on the martial path. If my words cannot quell your greed, then go ahead and make your move. If I die at your hands, I can only blame myself for not training hard enough. Of course, if you die at my hands, I hope you won’t blame me either.”
Long Chen’s words were neither arrogant nor submissive. This contrasted starkly with Long Biluo’s domineering style. For now, everyone paused, suppressing their desire to attack.
His meaning was clear: he was buying just one chance for Meng Qi and Cloud. If they failed, he would withdraw and no longer compete for the legacy.
Moreover, the power Long Chen had displayed was simply too great. Few were eager to go all out now. After all, the ones who truly had a stake in this were Kun Wufa and Long Biluo.
Wouldn’t it be better to let the monsters fight it out? Perhaps that would leave an opening for the rest.
“Long Chen, you bastard! You’ve long been on the Kunpeng race’s kill list! You’re not leaving alive today!” roared Kun Wufa, flying back in fury.
His five hundred Sovereign flames burned crazily, and his Kunpeng manifestation surged.
With a single step, the void beneath his feet exploded, and he appeared right in front of Long Chen. The pressure he released twisted the very air, making many nearby experts feel like the world had flipped upside down.
They were all startled. It seemed they had underestimated Kun Wufa. Now that he was fighting outside of the innate bead, they could feel his terrifying pressure.
“I’ve heard that line too many times already,” Long Chen said coldly. “Do you really think you can kill me?”
As starlight bloomed across his body, it condensed into a shimmering battle robe of the cosmos. He simply raised his hand.
BOOM!
All color disappeared from this world for an instant. Following that, Kun Wufa once more went flying.
“What?!”
Last time, they could chalk it up to a sneak attack. But this—this was a full-powered exchange. There was no ambush or trick, just raw power. And Kun Wufa had been completely overpowered.
Kun Wufa tumbled through the air, leaving ripples in the void as he tried to stop. But in the end, he couldn’t.
“Kun Wufa has lost. His aura has dropped too much, and he is no longer qualified to compete with Long Chen,” sighed one person.
Despite his strength, Kun Wufa had exhausted much of his power trying to subdue the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird. His divine abilities had drained him too heavily. If he had been at his peak, perhaps he would have posed a threat to Long Chen. But now, the difference was clear for all to see.
“The nine star line is terrifying,” someone murmured, their eyes fixed on the starry robe covering Long Chen’s body.
Only with the power of the stars, Long Chen could send someone like Kun Wufa flying.
But another voice countered, “It’s not just the nine star line... It’s Long Chen himself who’s strong. The Brahma line has hunted many nine star heirs before this, and though powerful, most weren’t as fearsome as the legends claim. Many were slain by the top heavenly geniuses of this era.”
“So, is Long Chen a nine star heir or not? Everyone said nine star heirs are solitary figures. Aren’t they supposed to be aloof, not getting along with others?”
As the boss of the Dragonblood Legion, Long Chen had many powerful subordinates, including four monstrous captains. This fact was completely different from what a nine star heir should be.
Everyone looked at the starry robe on Long Chen’s body and discussed amongst themselves. In any case, with Kun Wufa and Long Biluo present, they didn’t mind watching the show.
“Damn it! I refuse to believe this!” Kun Wufa roared, charging forward once more—only to be stopped by Long Biluo.
“His life is mine. Everyone, stand back!” Long Biluo commanded, her eyes glowing coldly.
Earlier, she had let Kun Wufa test Long Chen to gauge his strength. Was he truly as powerful as the rumors claimed?
Now, she had her answer. Long Chen was no ordinary opponent.
In the end, Kun Wufa’s full power couldn’t pose any pressure to Long Chen, let alone force him to use up his trump cards.
Just then, the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear suddenly blazed with divine light. Chains materialized around it, pulsing with endless resentment. They were forged from the will of the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird.
Despite standing right beside it, Long Chen hadn’t made a move to grab the spear because he could sense the remnant curse energy within it. If he were to seize it in that state, he would have to pay a price.
The Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear’s item-spirit was awakening. The runes all over its body ignited and blazed with divine light.
All of a sudden, the curse chains exploded. The Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear was finally free.
Long Biluo’s expression changed. She hadn’t expected it to break free so soon. Based on her calculations, it should have taken another two hours. However, she had miscalculated.
Countless experts saw their chance and charged at the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear. If they didn’t fight over it now, when would they?
Snorting coldly, Long Biluo flicked her finger. A drop of essence blood shot toward the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear like a streak of light.
This spear was a priceless treasure of the Jiuli race. Even if someone from another race seized it, they wouldn’t necessarily be able to subdue it. At the very least, anyone below the Sovereign Lord realm was unqualified to wield it.
On the other hand, once Long Biluo’s essence blood touched the spear, it would recognize her identity as a member of the Jiuli race. At that point, no one else would have a chance to subdue it.
But just as the drop neared the spear, a wall of flames appeared out of nowhere, blocking its path and incinerating it into nothingness.
At the same moment, a drop of blood radiating seven colors descended from above and landed on the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear.
The spear instantly absorbed the seven-colored blood and erupted with blinding light. A terrifying pressure burst forth, blasting away the experts who had been rushing toward it.
“As I said, this treasure is fated to be mine,” Long Chen chuckled, raising his hand toward the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear.