Chapter 5717 - Ling Tian's Seven Sons: Zuo Yan
With that abrupt shout, a group of figures emerged. Leading them was a middle-aged man with a square face, a beard along his jawline, and a long sword slung over his back.
As he appeared, everyone, including Long Chen, felt a shiver in their souls. This was a terrifying sword cultivator. Not only was he a sword cultivator, but there was also an aura of chaos surrounding him. He was a powerful emperor sealed from the chaotic era.
He didn't exhibit the crown of an emperor, but his aura surpassed by countless times the father of Hou Tianwu and the old whale clan woman that Long Chen had killed. He wasn't even in the same realm.
Behind the middle-aged man were numerous young disciples, each carrying a sword on their backs. Their auras were like unsheathed blades, sending a chill down one's soul.
"Ling Tian Sect..."
When Long Chen saw this group of people, his heart sank rapidly, yet his gaze became even more intense.
As they appeared, the battle came to an instant halt. Tang Wanyuer led the group, returning to Feng Xinyue's side.
"Master..."
Tang Wanyuer was somewhat nervous, looking towards Feng Xinyue.
"Let's observe the situation for now," Feng Xinyue reassured.
This group of people wasn't numerous, only numbering in the tens of thousands, a very small count compared to other races. Yet, their arrival brought immense pressure to countless individuals, as they were a formidable group of sword cultivators.
"Long Chen, do you recognize this guy?" Just then, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and two disciples walked forward supporting a man covered in blood. When Long Chen and all the Dragonblood Warriors saw that figure, their heads buzzed, and their hands tightened around their weapons. Surging intent to kill distorted the surrounding space.
The person was none other than Yue Zifeng. However, at this moment, Yue Zifeng's entire body was pinned with spikes, and each spike bore strange runes that circulated. They were subjecting him to cruel torture.
"Creak..."
Long Chen's fist clenched with a grinding sound. Veins popped on his forehead, and in his eyes, black specks flickered incessantly. The intent to kill burned non-stop. Due to anger, Long Chen's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Long Chen, stay calm. Yue Zifeng's life is in their hands; we shouldn't act violently." Seeing Long Chen's expression, Mo Nian hurriedly sent a message through voice transmission.
However, even Mo Nian was in a fluster. Despite his immense strength, with Yue Zifeng held hostage and a chaotic era emperor present, they didn't dare to act rashly.
Seeing the murderous intent on Long Chen's face, the middle-aged man seemed quite satisfied, and he coldly said,
"This guy named Yue Zifeng killed tens of thousands of disciples of my Ling Tian Sect within the Tianmai Profound Realm. He was eventually captured alive. Tell me, how should I deal with him?"
"Carve down a line." Long Chen said with a grim expression.
The middle-aged man seemed to not entirely understand the meaning of Long Chen's words. In his era, it seemed that nobody spoke like that. A disciple whispered a few words to him, and he then looked at Long Chen and said, "Without further ado, have him hand over the fragment of the divine sword. The grievances will be settled."
Hearing the term "divine sword fragment," Long Chen instantly understood. According to his calculations, the divine sword fragment would attract countless sword cultivators and inevitably lead to a bloody feud.
However, from Long Chen's understanding of Yue Zifeng, there was absolutely no one among his peers who could defeat him. Even if he faced a group attack, Yue Zifeng, even if not victorious, could retreat unscathed. But now, he had been captured, and that held some mystery. Long Chen looked at the middle-aged man with sharp, knife-like eyes, not saying a word.
"You can rest assured, as one of Ling Tian's Seven Sons, I, Zuo Yan, absolutely keep my word," the middle-aged man said arrogantly as he noticed Long Chen's gaze flickering.
Ling Tian's Seven Sons were the seven most powerful disciples under Ling Tian Sword God. Zuo Yan was the seventh disciple.
In the chaotic era, Ling Tian's Seven Sons had already made a formidable reputation, and nearly everyone in the cultivation world knew of them.
"Don't think about using any tricks. In front of me, you're at most just a slightly stronger ant. I advise you to give up your fantasies and not engage in futile resistance," Zuo Yan sneered, seeing Long Chen's gaze still sharp.
"Don't spout useless crap. If it weren't for you personally taking action, all of your Ling Tian Sect would have been wiped out by my brother alone. If you dare claim you weren't involved, I'll immediately cut off my own head and present it to you," Long Chen said coldly.
"You..."
Zuo Yan was suddenly consumed by anger, yet he couldn't refute Long Chen's words. Just as Long Chen had guessed, it was indeed his remote attack that had severely injured Yue Zifeng. At the time, Yue Zifeng had just integrated the Sword God Fragment, which had depleted a significant amount of his soul power, preventing him from maintaining his peak state.
Furthermore, the Sword God Fragment had already merged with Yue Zifeng. This caused urgency for Zuo Yan and the others, as separating the fragment from Yue Zifeng required his active cooperation. Forcibly extracting it would result in the fragment shattering along with Yue Zifeng's soul, rendering their efforts futile.
Later, they learned that Yue Zifeng was the Fourth Legion Commander of the Dragonblood Legion. They immediately sought out the Dragonblood Legion and found them engaged in a fierce battle. They rushed over immediately after learning this.
Now, seeing how much Long Chen and the others cared about Yue Zifeng, Zuo Yan felt somewhat relieved. As long as they were concerned for each other, he had a chance to acquire the Sword God Fragment.
However, Long Chen's counter-question had irked him greatly. He spoke with a sinister tone, "Enough with the nonsense. If he's defeated, then he's defeated. You can only blame his insufficient skills. Speak up, should he live or die?"
Zuo Yan waved his hand, and the unconscious Yue Zifeng was brought before him. He grasped Yue Zifeng's neck and looked at Long Chen, his threat clear.
"Creak..."
Zuo Yan's action was filled with a sense of humiliation, causing Long Chen's body to slowly lower.
"Long Chen..." Mo Nian exclaimed. This was not the time to act recklessly; this person's strength was unpredictable. If Long Chen acted rashly, Yue Zifeng's life would be in grave danger.
"He who humiliates my brother shall die!" Long Chen roared in anger. Thunderous wings materialized behind him, and he moved like a streak of light, slashing his blade towards Zuo Yan.
"Long Chen..." Both Bai Shishi and Tang Wanyuer exclaimed in unison.
"Big Brother..." Gu Yang and the others yelled.
They couldn't comprehend why Long Chen, who was usually composed and calm, had suddenly become so impulsive. Yue Zifeng was still in the enemy's hands, wouldn't this action accelerate his demise?
Seeing this scene, Feng Xinyue was also taken aback. However, when she noticed Mo Nian lowering his hand while secretly forming hand seals, a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes.
"Boom boom boom..."
Long Chen's figure moved like lightning, and his Evil Bone Dragon Slash descended. His unwavering momentum shocked countless people.
However, as Long Chen rushed forward, an expression of surprise unexpectedly appeared on Zuo Yan's face. He watched as Long Chen's blade came down, and with a single hand, he reached out and directly caught the Evil Bone Dragon Slash.
"Buzz."
While people were astonished by Zuo Yan daring to clash head-on with Long Chen's divine weapon, a purple emperor's crown suddenly manifested above Zuo Yan's head.
As the purple emperor's crown manifested, silence blanketed the heavens and earth, and all things came to a standstill. Long Chen was shocked to find himself instantaneously bound; his previously unstoppable strike suddenly became feeble.
"Crack."
The Evil Bone Dragon Slash struck Zuo Yan's hand but couldn't even scratch him. At that moment, the hearts of the Dragonblood Warriors sank to the bottom as they witnessed this scene.
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