Ye Wuchen was killed, without even a chance to resist. A prodigy of his generation fell just like that.
Long Aotian had been crippled, Lian Wuying's fate unknown, and now Ye Wuchen had also been killed in one blow. The peerless prodigy appeared so fragile before Long Chen.
"Long Chen, my Ye family and you are mortal enemies."
The Ye family experts roared. They did not join the siege of Long Chen but chose to watch from a distance.
After all, the Ye family is one of the eight great immortal clans of the human race. Like the Long family, they represent the human race and cannot act against Long Chen.
But Long Aotian, Ye Wuchen, and the others only intervened to compete for fortune. This is martial arts competition; even if some think they're too much, there's no way to blame them.
However, these older generation powerhouses are different. If they intervene, it won't be a martial contest, but rather a fight among their own clans, which will draw criticism.
So when a half-step immortal human attacked Long Chen before, they needed to conceal their true identity—precisely for this reason.
They were far from the battlefield, neither attacking nor helping Long Chen. Instead, they chose to watch, and when Ye Wuchen was in danger, they simply couldn't save him in time.
"Don't offend me, or you won't even get the chance to kneel and beg for mercy." Long Chen snorted coldly, swinging the Seven Absolute Sword in his hand, pointing the long sword straight at Zhao Xingtian in the distance.
Zhao Xingtian was terrified out of his wits, disregarding his dignity and running at full speed, like a lost dog, looking as miserable as possible.
Zhao Xingtian fled, and the Zhao family's strong members followed suit. As they fled, the Ye family, Long family, and other immortal clans' experts all escaped.
Long Chen pointed his long sword diagonally, his aura soaring to the sky. Countless powerful warriors fled in terror, fleeing for their lives. As the human warriors fled, the other clans' powerhouses also retreated in fear, completely intimidated by Long Chen.
"Long Chen, don't let them escape. Take them out. Don't be afraid. Even if you're exhausted, I can take you away."
I can't guarantee anything else, but if I take you to escape, even if an immortal-level expert comes, they won't be able to stop me. Seeing so many people escape, Mo Nian transmitted to Long Chen.
"You think I don't want to take them out? I'm already exhausted. Hurry and think of a way, get ready to escape. Long Chen replied to Mo Nian with a hint of annoyance.
In fact, Long Chen was already at the end of his rope. If Long Aotian hadn't arrived, he wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer.
Long Chen kept the power of the Purgatory Eye precisely to deal with Long Aotian. After reclaiming his spiritual blood, spiritual root, and spirit bone, Long Chen was too weak and could only fuse with the Seven-Colored Supreme Blood.
He no longer had the strength to fuse the purple blood, because fusing the Seven-Colored Supreme Blood required a terrifying amount of soul power. His soul power was only enough to fuse the Seven-Colored Supreme Blood, and it was barely fused, unable to fully control it.
If it weren't for the fact that the Seven-Colored Supreme Blood came from himself, he simply couldn't have unleashed such power.
But this was already his limit. Killing Ye Wuchen was already his limit. Now, he was just a terrifying shell, completely powerless to kill.
In fact, due to the terrifying consumption of his soul, even maintaining his current aura was extremely difficult.
"No way, no way!"
Mo Nian was startled. Long Chen's overwhelming aura had even fooled him. He had thought that after Long Chen reclaimed his spiritual blood, root, and bones, they would immediately fuse and undergo a phoenix nirvana, barefoot in blood.
They hadn't expected that Long Chen was just putting on an act. Not only did Mo Nian fail to notice, but no one else noticed. They were so frightened by Long Chen that they kept retreating, their eyes filled with terror.
"To be honest, even though you've reclaimed your own things, your power is only half gone.
If you want to kill me, come ahead. I want to see how many people I can drag down with me before I die."
People like Long Aotian, Lian Wuying, Ye Wuchen, and the like—if I could slay over a hundred, even if I, Long Chen, survived here, it would be worth it. Long Chen said coldly.
Long Chen's words shocked countless people. If Long Chen said he was at his peak, many might have doubted him.
But Long Chen said he still had half his power left, which was convincing. Even half of his power, given his terrifying destructive power, who knows how many people would be taken out by him.
Even a half-step immortal level expert has been wiped out—who could possibly stop him? If billions of experts rushed in here, they could indeed wear Long Chen down.
But even if Long Chen was killed, most of the people here would likely be wiped out. Everyone wanted to take advantage; no one wanted to stand out, because whoever stood up would die.
These beings wanted to kill Long Chen partly to prevent the human race from having peerless powerhouses, and partly to test their luck to see if they could compete for the Pearl of Fortune.
Earlier, they had rushed in all at once, treating Long Chen like a piece of fat, all wanting to take a bite. Now they realized that in front of Long Chen, they were the real fatty meat.
"Brothers, it's time to turn the tables. Avenge our fallen brothers and sisters."
Seeing those strong figures retreat enough and stop in their tracks, seemingly hesitant, Mo Nian suddenly shouted loudly, wielding his longbow and being the first to counterattack the enemy.
The strong warriors on the Dragonblood Legion side were stunned. Avenge their fallen brothers and sisters? So far, although some people have been injured here, no one has been killed yet.
But Mo Nian moved, and they roared in anger, following Mo Nian in charge to attack.
"Rumble rumble...
As the Dragonblood Legion charged in with weapons, the powerful warriors finally changed color and fled at full speed.
"Do not pursue a desperate enemy."
At this moment, Long Chen put on a posture of strategic planning and determination to win from a thousand miles away, stopping the crowd's pursuit.
"Why?" Why not kill them all? The blood of brothers and sisters must not be shed in vain. "Mo Nian roared angrily.
Long Chen almost burst out laughing. Mo Nian's acting skills were just as good as his tomb raiding skills.
But Long Chen couldn't smile and pretended to be very serious: "Just a bunch of ants, no intention to kill them." Long
Chen waved his hand, and the Dragon Blood warriors and Long Chen rushed off into the distance, trying to stay as far away from the battlefield as possible.
Once they left the battlefield and were no longer affected by half-step immortal-level experts, whether it was Xia Chen or Bai Xiaole, they could use formations or ocular techniques to teleport everyone out together.
At that time, the sea would be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky high for birds to fly. At this moment, Long Chen's heart was in his throat.
He didn't dare run too fast, as that would make some people think they were bluffing and scaring people. If a half-step immortal-level expert tried to test him, it would be completely exposed.
However, what comforted Long Chen was that they slowly left, and no powerful figures were chasing after him, which finally made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Long Chen felt the world spinning; this was a sign of soul overdraw, but he forced himself to hold back, unable to let himself collapse.
He couldn't even let Mengqi help him, as that would expose him too. Just as Long Chen was struggling to hold on, about to reach the edge of the battlefield,
"Buzz"
Suddenly, the void ahead twisted, and three figures appeared at once. As soon as these three appeared, Long Chen sighed inwardly:
"It's over."