Chapter 6549 Heart-Devil Descends
While everyone else was fighting, the Zither Sect remained aloof, busy setting up some kind of formation. They were merging their colossal Heavenly Devil Zither with the genuine one, creating a temporary bridge of control.
Once the fusion was complete, Prince Chun Yang gained control of the true Heavenly Devil Zither and pulled out a translucent figure—Zi Yan’s soul.
Prince Chun Yang couldn’t pull out her physical body, but with his subordinates’ aid, he was able to confine Zi Yan’s soul.
Prince Chun Yang held Zi Yan by the neck, and she hung in his grasp like a lifeless puppet, unable to resist.
“Hehe, Long Chen, you’ve lost one woman. You don’t mind losing another, right?” Prince Chun Yang sneered. Seeing Long Chen’s killing intent spiral upward, he only smiled wider.
Long Chen had killed so many disciples of the Zither Sect on this battlefield, almost wiping them out.
As a result, Prince Chun Yang hated him to the bone. Watching Long Chen’s composure fray was satisfying for him.
“Don’t panic, you have so many women. Losing one or two won’t hurt. What’s wrong? Are you angry? Hahaha. Then kneel. Beg me. Maybe—just maybe—I’ll spare her. I’m curious... Does the great Long Chen, master of the dragon race, the youngest dean in the history of the High Firmament Academy, care more about his face or his women?”
Prince Chun Yang’s fake righteousness had long since vanished. His grin was that of a petty villain reveling in cruelty.
“Big Sister Zi Yan...” Tang Wan-er trembled, her nails drawing blood from her palms.
Meng Qi, Bai Shishi, Dong Mingyu, and the others were filled with rage, but Zi Yan’s soul was in Prince Chun Yang’s hands. They didn’t dare to act rashly.
The Dragonblood warriors’ killing intent surged, but they were trapped behind endless enemies, unable to reach him.
“Prince Chun Yang, why not ask for a trade?” Long Biluo suggested coolly. “Let one of the four captains of the Dragonblood Legion kill themselves for this woman’s soul.”
Long Biluo was not far from Long Chen and could sense his aura growing unstable. He seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Prince Chun Yang’s eyes lit up. “A wonderful idea. Then—”
“Shut up!”
Long Chen’s roar ripped through the battlefield like a demon’s wail, shaking everyone’s ears and soul.
A dark, bloodthirsty aura suddenly erupted from Long Chen’s body. It was as if he had torn open a seal, and a true devil was emerging, about to terrorize this world.
“Green Old Sixth, get out here!” Long Chen barked, his voice ice-cold, devoid of emotion. Only murderous hunger lingered beneath it.
All of a sudden, the center of the battlefield twisted, revealing the green parrot.
“What now? Sure, you gave me some good stuff this time, but I can’t beat that Heaven Earth Cauldron! Don’t count on me to—”
“Protect my friends! Please...” Long Chen’s voice remained cold, but the faintest tremor of pleading leaked through.
Just then, the eight astral gates behind Long Chen exploded, and his aura plummeted.
“This is it!” Long Biluo shouted, pleasantly surprised.
She immediately lunged forward. The Jiuli Tower rune reappeared on her palm.
“Boss!” Gu Yang and the others shouted.
BOOM!
Blood exploded.
Long Biluo’s arm exploded into mist, and she shot back like a shooting star.
Everyone stared at her, startled. When they looked back at Long Chen, they saw that the black spots in his eyes had converged together into black pupils that could not be blacker, like black holes that could devour everything within heaven and earth.
Now, white spots spread from his collar.
The black robes faded, replaced by white. It was a white of absolute purity, unmarred by other colors at all.
By the time his robes fully whitened, Long Chen’s aura had transformed. It was glacial—cold enough to freeze everything in existence.
“Long Chen...”
“Boss...”
Everyone who knew him felt their hearts clench. His blood qi, his soul, even his will had shifted. This wasn’t simply a different state—it was a different person.
“I’ve finally come out,” the white-robed Long Chen murmured, raising his hands and flexing his fingers, as though adapting to this body.
“I’ve said it before, but I am the true Long Chen, the one who can look down on everyone else beneath the heavens. I’m not trash like you, who can be constantly manipulated by others.” The white-robed Long Chen spoke to himself, his gaze drifting lazily across the battlefield.
Standing there, he seemed like a natural ruler. Even though he had no crown, the weight of an emperor radiated from him.
“Hmph, it’s an act! Kneel or I’ll kill her!” Prince Chun Yang declared, still holding the hostage in his hands.
The white-robed Long Chen slowly turned over to look at Prince Chun Yang.
“Are you threatening me?”
The white-robed Long Chen flicked his hand ever so lightly. And far away, an invisible blade severed Prince Chun Yang’s arm.
“What?!”
It was the arm holding Zi Yan’s soul. The instant it was cut, her soul was sucked back into the Heavenly Devil Zither.
“You bastard!” Prince Chun Yang shrieked. Just as he was about to make a move, a streak of white light flashed in front of him.
The moment Long Chen appeared before him, everyone from the Zither Sect gasped.
“If you enjoy kneeling so much,” the white-robed Long Chen said, “then kneel.”
All of the Zither Sect’s disciples, including Prince Chun Yang, knelt in unison, their knees torn apart. A terrifying pressure pressed down on them, forcing them to kneel in front of the white-robed Long Chen.
“This is... a domain! But how can that be?! How can his domain be this powerful?!”
Now, many experts realized what it was. The power that severed Prince Chun Yang’s arm was actually a domain. However, they couldn’t comprehend how Long Chen’s domain could silently invade other domains.
“I-is he a Sovereign Lord?” That was the first guess people had because only an absolute realm suppression could have such an effect.
“But Sovereign Lord law power cannot exist in the heaven region’s battlefield!”
“Then how?! His domain has to be ten times stronger than Prince Chun Yang’s to do this!”
Prince Chun Yang and his disciples strained with everything they had, yet they couldn’t stand up. It was as if a mountain sat on their backs.
Long Chen stood there, his white-robes swaying in the wind, like an emperor receiving worship from his followers.
Prince Chun Yang and the other heavenly geniuses couldn’t move under the power of his domain.
“Long Chen, how dare you humiliate me?!” Prince Chun Yang roared.
The runes all over his body flowed, and his law power erupted. By boosting the power of his domain, he managed to get to his feet.
But before he could stand, Long Chen tapped his foot.
Prince Chun Yang was smashed back to the ground. Meanwhile, the Zither Sect disciples behind him vaporized into dust.
“Long Chen!!!”
Prince Chun Yang howled hysterically. His bones cracked under the pressure. His face distorted. He was being crushed alive.
BOOM!
Suddenly, the void exploded, and Long Chen’s domain shattered. When people looked at Prince Chun Yang, they couldn’t help crying out in horror.