Chapter 6410 Fighting Ming Cang
The other outsider experts were shocked to hear Ming Cang’s response. They had long since heard that the competition within the vile dragon race was exceptionally intense, but they had not expected it to reach this level. Had their three top geniuses reached the point where they couldn’t coexist?
Only the vile dragon experts looked normal. After all, this was the law of survival in their race—there was no right or wrong; strength decided it all.
In fact, as long as someone was strong enough, they could kill the race leader and take his place. Furthermore, no subordinates could oppose the new ruler.
This was the inheritance of the vile dragon race—simple and crude. In fact, their higher-ups wanted to use the heaven region’s battlefield as a hunting ground where geniuses devoured one another and emerged stronger.
Their three top heavenly geniuses could fight until only one remained—the victor who would become the future race leader. The wise old leader would gradually cede their authority. After all, if they dared to resist or cause trouble, they would invite disaster upon themselves.
The vile dragon race raised its geniuses like raising poison bugs, forcing them to slaughter one another until only the strongest survived. The survivors were all elites, while mediocrity was weeded out by these brutal conditions.
Ming Cang’s power was only the slightest bit lower than Long Wu’s, and he knew that the heaven region’s battlefield was his only chance to turn the tables. If he could not surpass Long Wu here, he would have to either submit or die. There was no third option.
Ming Cang was a cunning and resourceful man. The moment he got into the heaven region’s battlefield, he immediately killed all the spies Long Wu had secretly planted around him. He brought only his most trusted subordinates with him, leaving the rest to fend for themselves.
Furthermore, his branch had long been paving the way for him, drawing in countless dragon experts to strengthen his faction.
Compared to the vile dragon race’s internal chaos, the other outsider dragon races were somewhat safer. The vile dragon race alone couldn’t possibly dominate the entire heaven region’s battlefield, so for the other dragons, helping Ming Cang reach the realm of merging his Sovereign flames into one was mutually beneficial.
Still, the greedy dragons were motivated purely by self-interest. If they succeeded in killing Long Chen and seizing the Heaven Earth Cauldron, they would immediately flee with it. None of them intended to hand it over to Ming Cang or share it with him.
However, all fighting stopped the moment Ming Cang awoke. Whether it was Long Chen’s Heaven Earth Cauldron or the Sovereign Dragon Divine Nest, no one dared to touch either.
All the outsider dragons retreated into the distance, showing that they were merely spectators. Looking at the endless corpses, they couldn’t help but sigh. It seemed the deaths of their fellow dragon experts were meaningless.
“Why would I take that deal? I can wring off Long Wu’s head by myself,” Long Chen said, shaking his head indifferently.
“Long Chen, I heard you actually beat Long Wu and killed all his subordinates,” said Ming Cang. “To be honest, I was shocked when I first heard it and found it hard to believe. I want to hear the truth from your own mouth. That’s not a problem, right?”
“What’s there not to believe? Last time, he was lucky to escape with his life. If he met me now, he wouldn’t even get the chance to run,” Long Chen replied as he stretched lazily.
The outsider dragon experts were stunned. Long Wu was the strongest of the three peak experts of the vile dragon race, and Long Chen had defeated him?
“Fuck, no one told me he was this strong! Didn’t we almost send ourselves to our deaths?!” cursed one of the outsiders.
He had already lost an arm, and half his body was still covered in corrosive Bloodfiend Qi. Healing such an injury would take years. Receiving such a wound now would delay his cultivation, perhaps even destabilize his foundation and extinguish his Sovereign flames.
“Not necessarily. Long Chen didn’t actually fight himself. He relied on that puppet and this strange barrier. Who knows how strong he really is?” said another outsider through gritted teeth.
He clung to the belief that if they had broken through the barrier, they could have captured Long Chen. The only question was whether Long Chen would have fled with the Heaven Earth Cauldron. He refused to believe that Long Chen could stop them with his own power.
After all, Long Chen didn’t emit the oppressive aura like other peerless experts. He seemed more like someone who relied on external treasures to survive.
“Interesting. It seems you really beat that fellow. If I can subdue you, then next time I see Long Wu, his expression will definitely be marvelous, hahaha!” Ming Cang laughed, looking very pleased as if he could already see that image.
Long Chen waited for him to finish before replying coolly, “I don’t think you’ll be seeing him again. After all, you won’t be leaving here alive.”
Ming Cang didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled even wider.
“Good. I, Ming Cang, like challenges. Once I brand my slave seal into your soul, I hope you can maintain that stubborn attitude.”
Flames surged around him as a violent power erupted forth. Meanwhile, the experts in the distance suffocated, their Sovereign flames dimming within them.
“He just merged his Sovereign flames, but his Sovereign might has undergone a fundamental transformation—it suppresses ours!” exclaimed one of them.
They had lost the right to even compete with such a being. Before Ming Cang, they could only submit.
Countless gazes filled with awe, reverence, and envy focused on him. After all, merging all one’s Sovereign flames into one allowed a cultivator to transcend the peak of the Human Emperor realm and reach an ultimate realm where they could look down on all others.
Though just a single step, it was as difficult as ascending the heavens. Every person here knew they would never be able to reach that realm in this lifetime.
They lacked Ming Cang’s talent, his immense background, and the billions of lives he could use as stepping stones. Even though they had seized good fortune here, there was simply no comparison.
“I have just merged my Sovereign flames, so I can’t control my power too well. Don’t accidentally get killed, okay? I’ll be very disappointed in that case,” Ming Cang said.
The space around him shuddered as Grand Dao runes filled the air.
A massive hand slowly materialized in the void above Long Chen’s head, the air splitting with a low rumble.
“Heavens! He doesn’t even need hand seals to summon the power of heaven and earth!” someone cried out.
“Be suppressed!”
Ming Cang roared, and the giant hand suddenly clenched. The space around Long Chen was instantly crushed within its grip.