Chapter 5688 - Shadow Candle Blood Curse
"Ka ka ka..."
The cracks kept expanding, and chaotic energy surged out from within the cracks. Amidst the cracking sounds, it seemed as if people could hear the wailing of the Heavenly Vein Profound Realm.
At that moment, everyone was shocked.
"What level of power is this?"
Someone's voice trembled, countless people were frightened; this strike brought despair, as if it severed their confidence in cultivation.
"A terrifying blow."
Even Gu Yang and others felt their scalps tingle. They had never seen White-robed Long Chen before. At this moment, seeing their leader transformed into this appearance, his aura icy and cold, he was completely unrecognizable compared to the Long Chen they knew. Everyone was astonished.
With this strike from White-robed Long Chen, the entire world was shattered. The Dragon Scale space was pierced, and the barrier became transparent, revealing the scene within.
In front of White-robed Long Chen stood a man, with a crack from head to abdomen, exposing a gap about the width of a thumb. This strike had cleaved him in two.
"Scheming trash, I never thought I, Candle Shadow, would fall into your trap and die at the hands of such a petty person like you. But don't rejoice too soon. Join me in hell!" Candle Shadow roared in anger.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, his body exploded, transforming into countless purple dragon symbols, flowing like a tide, instantly enveloping White-robed Long Chen.
"Candle Shadow Blood Curse!"
Candle Shadow roared, and the countless runes exploded with a thunderous sound. Amidst the rising purple flames, the entire Dragon Scale space ignited.
"Spurt..."
In the instant the countless runes burst open, White-robed Long Chen activated all his power to form a barrier. However, the barrier shattered instantly, and a gush of blood spewed out. He hadn't anticipated that the power of this blood curse would be so terrifying. What was even more horrifying was that the curse's flames had actually invaded his soul.
"Buzz..."
Just then, White-robed Long Chen's body trembled violently. The outer ring of his black eyes turned white, and the white quickly spread, restoring one of Long Chen's eyes to its normal appearance. The white robe gradually turned back to black, and the malevolent aura surrounding Long Chen also receded.
"You used me..." White-robed Long Chen's voice was filled with astonishment and anger. In that moment, it seemed as though he understood everything.
"Why do you make it sound so harsh? I gave you a free stage for a performance. Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Long Chen's lips curled into a sly smile, a smile that appeared incredibly cunning.
"Wait for it. The next time I appear, you'll vanish forever," White-robed Long Chen said coldly.
"Well, let's save that for next time!" Long Chen replied with a faint smile.
"Buzz."
The aura of White-robed Long Chen completely disappeared, and Long Chen regained control of his body. At this moment, endless purple flames surged around him, engulfing the entire Dragon Scale space in a sea of purple fire.
Within these flames lay the curse that Candle Shadow had unleashed before his death – a curse that could destroy the physical body and consume the soul in agonizing pain, leading to utter annihilation. It was an extremely terrifying curse.
However, this curse was effective against White-robed Long Chen, but it had no effect on Long Chen. This was no joke; the dragon blood here was of the same origin as his own. Who in this world would curse themselves?
As for the flames, they posed no threat to Long Chen; instead, they served as nourishment for Fire Spirit. Long Chen didn't need to take action; Fire Spirit sensed the power of the flames and had already begun absorbing them automatically.
"Hehe, it came without much effort."
Long Chen chuckled, sitting cross-legged in the void, his hands forming seals. Nine strands of dragon blood essence surged around him, voraciously devouring the surrounding flames.
"You're really cunning, Candle Shadow was so powerful, yet you managed to outwit him and kill him."
The Chaos Dragon Emperor couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. Candle Shadow was its inner demon, having grown up together. Its understanding of Candle Shadow's strength was unparalleled.
Seeing Candle Shadow die in such a miserable state, it couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity. Back then, it had teased Candle Shadow with words, hoping to give Long Chen a fair chance. Little did it know that Long Chen would actually summon White-robed Long Chen, who had already condensed thirteen strands of dragon blood essence. Candle Shadow was caught off guard.
Candle Shadow, with nine strands of dragon blood essence, suffered a great loss against White-robed Long Chen with thirteen strands of dragon blood essence. It wanted to destroy the altar and elevate its power to the level of thirteen dragon blood essences to compete against White-robed Long Chen.
However, White-robed Long Chen seemed completely unaware that Candle Shadow could still continue to enhance its strength. He directly severed its arm with a single strike, without bothering to waste time. He aimed for a swift and decisive victory, concentrating all his power in that single strike.
The mighty Candle Shadow, unexpectedly treated as a minor character and killed by White-robed Long Chen, met an incredibly unfair end.
Based on the Chaos Dragon Emperor's understanding of White-robed Long Chen, if he knew that Candle Shadow possessed thirteen strands of dragon blood essence, with his pride, he would definitely have given Candle Shadow the opportunity to condense those thirteen strands and then engage in a fair battle.
However, now it's all meaningless. Candle Shadow is already dead, the death curse severely wounded White-robed Long Chen, but it didn't touch Black-robed Long Chen in the slightest. It can be said that Long Chen effortlessly took down Candle Shadow, inflicted a heavy blow to his inner demon, and gained control of the Dragon Scale space. This scheme was incredibly cunning.
Even the Chaos Dragon Emperor couldn't help but feel pity for both Candle Shadow and White-robed Long Chen, who remained clueless about what had transpired from beginning to end.
"Boom, boom..."
After dealing with Candle Shadow, the Dragon Scale space began to burn. The dragon pillars and altar started to melt, and as they melted, pure power was rapidly released, spreading outward.
"Infiltrate the Dragon Scale space, seize the Dragon Source Essence Blood!"
Suddenly, someone shouted loudly. Countless people rushed toward the Dragon Scale space as if they had gone mad. Only when they charged forward did they realize that countless figures were already lying on the surface of the Dragon Scale space, greedily absorbing the energy from the flames.
Although the flames carried cursed power, most of these monster-level experts had methods to resist curses. Furthermore, as the flames burned, the curse's power diminished, no longer posing a threat to them.
"Get lost! This is our territory! Intruders will be exterminated!"
"Screw off! This is my territory! Let's all attack and kill them!"
While the Dragon Scale space's perimeter was vast, the number of people was simply overwhelming. In an instant, figures filled the entire space, and the majority of the experts, numbering ninety-nine percent, hadn't even approached yet.
Amid the chaos, countless powerful individuals started fighting to establish their dominance, resulting in splattering blood and scattered limbs. The powerful factions condensed their formations, adopting a purely defensive posture, allowing as many people as possible to absorb the sacred power within the flames.
Although they were all Ninth Vein Celestials, unable to further condense their Veins, the flames contained the sacred power of dragon blood, along with the principles of imperial Dao. Absorbing them not only helped them advance to the Emperor realm more smoothly, but even achieve a perfect advancement.
Advancing to the Emperor realm came in various forms, and achieving a perfect advancement was the aspiration of many. This was because there were distinct ranks even among Emperors, and the differences between them were substantial.
Due to the significance of achieving a perfect advancement, numerous prodigies went wild. While others were fiercely contending for resources, the Myriad Dragon Nest had already embedded itself onto the barrier of the Dragon Scale space. The Dragonblood Legion bathed in the flames of dragon blood while remaining prepared for battle.
"Attack the gaps! We'll charge through the gaps!" Hou Tianwu's roar resounded, causing the expressions of Gu Yang and the others to change. Finally, someone was taking action.
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