Chapter 6617 Disperse
“Senior is joking. With you here, let alone a little projection—even if I were to descend in person, it would still be of no use,” Lord Brahma replied, shaking his head lightly.
“It’s all my fault for not teaching my disciples properly. I will strictly chide them for being so foolish as to fight with Senior.”
No one had expected such words from Lord Brahma. He addressed the sweeping elder as “senior” again and again, leaving the crowd stunned. Even Long Can and Le Xing’s expressions changed.
Long Can had thought that summoning the projection of Lord Brahma would be enough to slay the old man. But instead, Lord Brahma had shown him courtesy.
Long Can’s heart sank. She had expended an immense amount of faith energy to summon this projection, yet it had accomplished nothing.
Long Chen had destroyed the Brahma holy land and slain countless disciples. Before all eyes, he had killed Fan Ji, a son of Brahma, and Ye Xun, a son of Daynight. Long Can had not yet found a way to make up for these losses.
Not only had the losses grown, but she had even summoned Lord Brahma himself, only to realize she had called forth her own executioner.
Lord Brahma turned to Long Chen and smiled faintly.
“Brother Long Chen, your talent is extraordinary, and your potential is limitless. You are truly a blessing to the human race. Though our philosophies differ, I believe that as your strength grows, your vision will broaden. One day, you may come to understand me—and perhaps become another me.”
Long Chen shook his head.
“Don’t curse me so viciously. I, Long Chen, will never become a traitor who kills their own master.”
The experts of the Brahma line immediately glared at Long Chen. His rudeness was a merciless slap to Lord Brahma’s face.
Yet, Lord Brahma did not get angry and actually laughed.
“I’m sorry that you see it that way. But as I said, when the day comes that you comprehend the truth of this world, you will understand me. You can judge me then!”
With that, Lord Brahma cupped his fists toward the sweeping elder and waved his hand, taking all of the Brahma line’s experts with him.
Once Lord Brahma departed, Ye Boran, the Kunpeng Divine Sovereign, and the Nine Color Deer Divine Sovereign also withdrew.
Only now did they realize how foolish they had been. Even the Venerate amongst Gods did not dare to face this old man directly. How did they think they could kill him and Long Chen?
Not only had they failed to kill Long Chen, but they had also ensured that Long Chen would not let them off. With Long Chen’s character, his retribution would definitely be bloody.
Most terrifying of all, Long Chen already possessed the power to kill Divine Sovereigns. In the future, who could possibly stop him?
Lord Brahma left. Ye Boran left. The Kunpeng race left. Of all of them, the Nine Color Deer race’s Divine Sovereign was perhaps in the worst state.
His essence blood was extremely precious. After losing so much essence blood, perhaps his realm would become unstable. If he were to fall from the Divine Sovereign realm, he would have no chance of returning to it in this lifetime.
Under the present circumstances, there was no way he could reclaim his essence blood. Judging by the multicolored spots on Wilde’s body, it had already been fully absorbed. Even if it could be forcibly extracted, it would be useless.
The spectators started to leave as well. Those who had taken part in the assault on the Dragonblood Legion were deathly pale. In this world, there was no medicine for regret. They departed with dread weighing on their hearts.
Many others had come only to observe and had not joined the attack. Even so, they were wise enough not to try currying favor with Long Chen now. They could tell that Long Chen had reached a height that the likes of them couldn’t even hope to fawn over.
“Let’s go back to the academy,” said the sweeping elder.
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Once they returned to the first academy, Tang Wan-er cried out, “Master!”
Tang Wan-er hadn’t expected Feng Xinyue to be waiting for her at the academy. The Hidden Dragon Legion’s warriors all respectfully bowed.
“Master!”
Dong Mingyu hurried to a woman clad in skintight leather armor, her hair cropped short. This was her master—Ye Wusheng, the Shadow Sect’s leader.
Meng Qi stared in shock at an elder.
She asked, “Master, you... How did you get here?”
The elder leaned on a wooden cane, his hair white as snow. His eyes were unfathomably deep, as though they contained the world itself, with Dao runes subtly evolving within them.
He was Meng Qi’s master and was called the Heavenly Soul Elder, an extremely mysterious existence.
Even with Long Chen’s power and immense Spiritual Strength, he couldn’t sense this elder’s spiritual fluctuations. He was most likely another Divine Sovereign, and an extremely terrifying one at that.
Wilde ran over to a large figure, shouting excitedly.
“Grandpa race leader!”
The person Wilde called “grandpa race leader” was an old man, who was even taller and more muscular than Wilde. Wilde looked like a child that hadn’t grown up yet in front of him.
The Barbarian race elder’s skin was copper-colored, barbarian runes flickering across it and radiating tremendous pressure. His Blood Qi felt ready to erupt like a volcano.
“Mountain Lord Qingyu!”
Long Chen suddenly spotted a familiar figure and felt a surge of joy. He had not expected the violet blood race to send Mountain Lord Qingyu as well.
Other than Feng Xinyue, Ye Wusheng, the Heavenly Soul Elder, the Barbarian race leader, Mountain Lord Qingyu, there were also experts from the Four Cardinal Alliance, the Lightning Falcon race, and other sects.
They had all been worried upon hearing that their disciples were undergoing tribulation alongside Long Chen. Long Chen had sent word through the Huayun Trading Company, telling them not to panic. If they still could not be at ease, they could wait for news at the first academy.
This time, Long Chen had prepared for every possibility. He had expected the Nether Emperor, Ghost Sovereign, Dark Master, or even the Star Prince to interfere. That was why he had asked the sweeping elder to personally protect him.
But unexpectedly, other than Lord Brahma, none of those supreme existences showed up. It was a good thing that Lord Brahma had shown up. Otherwise, calling over the sweeping elder would have seemed superfluous.
“Greetings, Senior.”
Feng Xinyue, Ye Wusheng, and the others immediately paid their respect to the sweeping elder. Clearly, his status was far greater than theirs.
The sweeping elder exchanged a few pleasantries with them before heading off with Long Chen. Finally, Tang Wan-er and the others had a chance to talk to their masters and tell them about that battle.
Wilde shouted excitedly, “Grandpa Race Leader, I found something delicious!”
“Heavens, you brat! You can’t take something like that out here!”
The elder leapt in alarm as Wilde summoned the corpse of the devil python.
The corpse’s devil qi would instantly trigger the grand formation. Fortunately, this elder took action quickly, or the academy would have been thrown into chaos.
The seniors examined their disciples. Following the Dragonblood Legion, every one of them had achieved a perfect advancement. Seeing this, they were so emotional that they couldn’t even speak.
This was especially true for the Four Cardinal Alliance, the Lightning Falcon race, and other factions without deep foundations. They were left stunned by such fortune.
Just as the seniors and juniors talked excitedly, the sweeping elder brought Long Chen to a private room.
He looked at Long Chen and asked calmly, “So, what did you think of Lord Brahma?”