Chapter 5802: Swordstorm
"Die with me!"
The old man's body was pierced through, and there was no hope left. He roared in anger, and from a distance, a Soul-Calling Banner surged straight toward Luo Zichuan. If Luo Zichuan killed him, he wouldn't be able to escape the Soul-Calling Banner's attack. He was also doomed.
Originally, he had thought that Luo Zichuan's strength was average and had no intention of using the Soul-Calling Banner against him. Instead, he intended to continue using the banner's power to locate Long Chen. After all, this young man was too hateful. If he wasn't found and killed, the powerful members of the demon clan would feel as if a sharp sword was hanging over their heads, making it impossible to focus on the battle.
However, his actions had directly led to his own demise. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and wanted to die with Luo Zichuan.
"Boom!"
But just then, a bronze ancient cauldron appeared and collided with the Soul-Calling Banner. There was a loud explosion, and the banner was sent flying. It turned out that Long Chen had used the Demon Moon Cauldron to knock the banner off course.
"Splurt!"
Luo Zichuan's long knife trembled, and the old man's body exploded, becoming another late-stage God Emperor of the demon clan who had fallen.
At the beginning of the battle, Long Chen and Luo Zichuan each killed a leader of the late-stage God Emperors of the demon clan. The members of the Purple Blood Clan erupted in joy and saw a glimmer of hope. Especially the disciples of the Luo family, who were initially exhausted after a continuous battle, were now full of energy. After being bolstered by the War God Drum, they were brimming with strength. They were greatly inspired by the heroic deeds of Long Chen and Luo Zichuan and roared as they fought the demon clan army.
"The clan chief is in danger; I need to go help him. Long Chen, be careful," said Luo Zichuan as he coordinated with Long Chen.
"Don't worry, Grandpa, leave this to me!" Long Chen replied.
"Phew."
Long Chen moved like lightning, directly pouncing on the Soul-Calling Banner. This was a valuable treasure, and he intended to store it in his chaotic space, thinking it might be useful in the future.
"Phew."
However, just as Long Chen was about to grab the banner, it suddenly emitted an endless crimson radiance and formed a spatial portal. It rushed into the portal and disappeared in an instant, escaping. As it left, the blood mist it emitted enveloped Long Chen. He realized that this blood mist was similar to a curse. Just like before, he would not be able to use the power of the Heaven-Toppling Seal to hide.
"The brat can't hide; kill him!" Seeing that Long Chen had been cursed and was now at the heart of the demon clan army, alone and surrounded by countless demon clan experts, they roared and charged at him.
"Long Chen!" Long Yanfeng and the others cried out from afar. At this moment, Luo Zichuan had already rushed to another part of the battlefield, where the void was twisted and formed its own world. They couldn't see what was happening on this side, and even if they could, Luo Zichuan wouldn't have time to come to the rescue.
"You bunch of shameless frogs at the bottom of a well, dare to speak of killing Lord Long? Who gave you the courage? Today, Lord Long will show you what true power is." Faced with countless demon clan elders, Long Chen's face revealed a trace of arrogance.
"Hum."
Thirteen purple dragon veins appeared behind Long Chen, and the noble purple radiance flowed. At that moment, Long Chen seemed like the Purple Blood Divine Emperor descending to the mortal world. Above Long Chen's head, the Universe Cauldron trembled, emitting a faint divine radiance that helped Long Chen counter the suppression and locking of a mid-stage God Emperor. This was the only thing the Universe Cauldron could do for him, but it was already enough.
"Purple Blood Ignition, Lingfeng's Return, with my blood, I command all laws and paths. The blood stirs, the wind reaches its peak, the sword's soul, the convergence of the three..."
Long Chen held a long sword, grasping the hilt with both hands and the tip of the sword pointing downwards. As he chanted, the sword in his hand kept trembling. One sword shadow, two sword shadows, three... hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... Countless sword shadows, with Long Chen as the core, layered upon each other. The entire world cracked and began to crumble because of these sword shadows.
"What a terrifying sword aura."
At that moment, the sharp sword aura radiated throughout the entire battlefield. Regardless of whether they were allies or enemies, everyone felt a soul-rending fear.
"Swordstorm!"
Just then, Long Chen roared, like a war god bellowing, and forcefully pressed down with his long sword.
"Boom!"
The sword aura formed by countless sword shadows blossomed like a lotus. Each sword aura bore a purple divine pattern, and the sword shadows instantly covered a space of hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Splurt splurt splurt..."
The sword aura pierced through the void, and the densely packed demon clan army was instantly reduced by 90%. Only a few demon clan experts were left, their bodies covered in blood, standing in mid-air.
"It's the Supreme Divine Technique from the Lingfeng Sword Art. I heard that since we hid in the small world, no one has ever successfully mastered this move," said Luo Yingchen from afar as he watched the area where Long Chen was almost cleared. His voice trembled.
The difficulty of this move was too high, to the point of despair. For countless years, not only had no one succeeded in mastering it, but they hadn't even qualified to practice it. So, the members of the Purple Blood Clan believed that there might be some secret, not recorded in the books, which required oral transmission. Or perhaps it was because the era had changed, and the laws of heaven and earth needed for its practice were no longer present, which is why no one had succeeded.
However, when Long Chen used this technique, they finally understood what it meant to be "frogs at the bottom of the well." Thinking about this, countless people felt a sense of bitterness in their hearts. They didn't want to admit it, but they had no choice but to. The Purple Blood Clan had many legendary techniques and abilities that they couldn't cultivate, and they all ended up with those two, which now seemed laughable.
On the battlefield, Long Chen held the long sword, his arms slightly bent, and he maintained the posture of unleashing the Swordstorm. At that moment, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.
Under Long Chen, 90% of the experts were killed, including over ten mid-stage God Emperors. As for the tens of thousands of early-stage God Emperor experts, less than one-tenth of them survived.
If mid-stage God Emperors survived, it was due to their strength, while early-stage demon clan experts relied on luck.
As for those below the God Emperor level, they were almost all crushed into pieces. The terror of this strike sent shivers down the spines of countless demon clan members.
Long Chen's attack, though terrifying, wasn't much for the mid-stage God Emperors. The reason over ten of them were killed was that they were indeed too weak and not true combatants. In essence, Long Chen's strike weeded out the pretenders, leaving only the genuine strong warriors behind.
There were more than 400 mid-stage God Emperors in the demon clan, with over 300 concentrated in this area. With only a few casualties, the impact on them wasn't significant.
However, they were indeed frightened by Long Chen's attack. This unparalleled, large-scale attack was unstoppable and unavoidable, leaving them all bloodied and in disarray.
"It's a shame. If Zifeng were to use this move, not a single one of these guys would survive," Long Chen sighed inwardly when he saw that many mid-stage demon clan experts had only suffered minor injuries, none of them fatal. It made him realize that he was still an imitation sword cultivator.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, Long Chen's long sword burst, unable to withstand his power. This also indicated that this move had too many flaws, and his control was too rough.
"Kid, your Purple Blood has already burned out. Now, are you ready to die?" The demon clan's experts approached, their faces filled with malice.
"Violet Dragon Warform - Activate!" Long Chen responded to them with his actions.
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