Chapter 5720: Long Zhantian vs. Zuo Yan
"Boom"
"Boom"
"Boom"
The heavens and earth trembled as the footsteps drew near. A massive entity bathed in a tide of blood-red hues slowly approached. The colossal figure hadn't appeared yet, but a vast aura of malevolence radiated, causing even Purple Crown God Emperor level experts to change countenance.
Within the rolling malevolent aura were contained the laws of chaos and an overwhelming intent to kill. Drawing closer, a figure standing over a hundred zhang tall emerged from the blood-red tide. It resembled a creature akin to a qilin, but its entire body was covered in blood. The horns atop its head were similar in shape to dragon horns, yet they glittered with sharp and cold brilliance.
Within its immense eyes were three pupils, each glinting with a wicked and fierce light. It bore a pair of bat-like wings on its back, covered in countless runic symbols resembling eyes. As it appeared, its ferocious aura intimidated the entire scene.
This was a species from the era of chaos, unseen by the experts present. However, from its horrifying malevolent aura, one could sense its terror.
"That is... the Blood Demon Linglong..."
A cry of astonishment came from a distance. People turned their gazes in the direction of one of the Four Great Divine Clans, the Dragon Clan. The person who exclaimed was an elder of the Dragon Clan, a God Emperor.
It turned out that the Dragon Clan's experts had also arrived. Yet, though this elder was also an immensely powerful individual, he was completely overshadowed by the Purple Crown God Emperor. He was even far inferior to the father of Houtian Wu, who had been defeated without resistance, and could only watch from a distance.
Seeing the malevolent aura-soaked creature soaring into the sky, he immediately recognized it. This was the malevolent demon that the Dragon Clan had sealed for countless years, unable to be completely exterminated.
Upon hearing the name "Blood Demon Linglong," Dragon Tianrui, who stood within the Dragon Clan's camp, felt her heart race. She looked up at the head of the Blood Demon Linglong.
Atop the head of the Blood Demon Linglong stood a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe. Despite his middle age, his features remained handsome and exceptional. His arched eyebrows seemed like flying swords, and his eyes were as deep and profound as the sea. His appearance shared about seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Long Chen, exuding an air of vigorous handsomeness. His demeanor was seven parts mature and three parts reserved.
Ink thoughtfully looked at the man, then glanced at Long Chen, his eyes as wide as lanterns.
"Father!"
Long Chen was overwhelmed with excitement. Since their last parting, he had gone through countless hardships. Seeing Long Tian again now felt as if a thousand years had passed.
Long Tian nodded at Long Chen, then jumped down from the head of the Blood Demon Linglong. He bowed to Feng Xinyue and said, "Thank you, senior, for taking care of my son."
Feng Xinyue smiled faintly and replied, "No need to call me senior. I'm afraid it won't be long before we're of the same generation."
Beside Feng Xinyue, Tang Wan'er felt her heart pounding. This was her future father-in-law, and she was incredibly nervous.
Long Tian also smiled faintly. He came before Long Chen and looked at his somewhat pale face due to exhaustion, the bloodstains at the corners of his eyes from using the Purgatory Eye. A pang of heartache swept over him, along with a sense of pride.
This was the path of growth for every individual—a journey to reach higher heights, to witness exceptional vistas, to not be trampled upon. Everything before their eyes was a necessity to experience.
"You truly are my son, Long Tian. Your father is proud of you." Long Tian patted Long Chen's shoulder, his face full of pride.
Long Chen was also incredibly moved, his nose feeling a tinge of sourness. However, he suppressed the tears that were about to fall. Even in front of his father, he didn't want to reveal his vulnerable side.
"Dad!"
Suddenly, Mo Nian beside Long Chen exclaimed in excitement.
Long Tian was taken aback. Mo Nian hurriedly said, "Don't you remember me? I'm Long Chen's half-brother from another mother!"
Mo Nian's words directly baffled Long Tian. As he was still trying to understand the relationship of a half-brother from another mother, Long Chen chuckled and said, "Dad, this is my good brother Mo Nian. He's practically the same as a real brother to me. Apart from having a good eye for things and accepting me as his brother, he doesn't really have many other qualities."
Long Tian burst into laughter. "Alright, alright. After being apart from my son Long Chen for so many years, enduring endless hardships, now that father and son are reunited, we suddenly have so many more sons. Haha, great, this is wonderful!"
Long Tian looked at the Dragon Blood Warriors, sensing their camaraderie with Long Chen, a bond forged through life and death. He was brimming with pride and touched. However, deep within his eyes, a hint of melancholy lingered.
"Dad..."
Long Chen looked at his father and suddenly understood. He remembered his brothers who fought alongside him on the Tianwu Continent. Unfortunately, they were all gone. Long Chen knew that this was an irreparable pain in his father's heart.
"What do you think you are? Even if you have a pure-blooded malevolent demon, what does it matter? Whoever I, Zuo Yan, want to kill, no one can save them." Just then, Zuo Yan's cold voice rang out.
At first, he was astonished by the fierce aura of the Blood Demon Linglong. But after sensing that Long Tian's aura was weak and ordinary, despite having the power of an Emperor, he immediately dismissed him. In his eyes, this was just a mere malevolent demon, unworthy of his attention.
Facing Zuo Yan's provocation, Long Tian didn't even spare him a glance. He continued to look at Long Chen and said, "We are father and son, but we differ in the application of the Dao and techniques."
You've been overly focused on violence, relying on brute force to break through obstacles, and neglecting the application of technique. Otherwise, you wouldn't be left with only 30% of your strength right now; you could have retained at least 80%," Long Tian said.
"80%?" Long Chen was surprised.
"Don't believe it? Let your old man show you an example. As fellow God Emperors, using the God Emperor's Crown is too much of an advantage. Watch closely!" Long Tian smiled faintly.
"Whoosh."
Suddenly, with a swift movement that showed no fluctuations in Emperor's Power, Long Tian appeared right in front of Zuo Yan. Zuo Yan was shocked; he hadn't expected Long Tian to strike so suddenly.
"Sshh."
Zuo Yan took a step back, creating distance, then unleashed a sword strike. The blade of his sharp sword whistled through the air with a fierce intent.
It must be said that as one of the Seven Sons of Lingtian, Zuo Yan's talent in swordsmanship was astonishing. Even caught off guard, his sword techniques were still sharp and forceful.
However, facing Zuo Yan's fierce strike, Long Tian stood his ground without dodging or evading. Astonishingly, he reached out with his bare hand. Seeing this scene, Long Chen, Mo Nian, and others couldn't help but gasp.
How powerful was Zuo Yan's sword strike? Even if it were a divine weapon, it would be severed by his single strike. Yet, here was Long Tian, without gathering Emperor's Crown, without summoning the power of Heaven's Dao, and not even releasing his bloodline power, directly confronting such a terrifying sword strike with his flesh and blood. Even Long Chen was taken aback.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
Suddenly, a rapid succession of five light sounds rang out. Zuo Yan's longsword trembled rapidly, creating countless layers of overlapping sword shadows. People's eyes blurred, and in astonishment, they realized that the longsword was now in Long Tian's hand. The sharp tip of the sword was already pointed at Zuo Yan's throat.
At that moment, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence. Countless jaws dropped open as people watched this scene in disbelief.
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