Dragon's Gambit: Long Chen's Fiery Revenge in the Battle of the Flames
Translated by: Basingh
Xi Yuanqing's expression changed. His perception was incredibly sharp, and he had already sensed the inescapable net that Long Gu Xieyue had laid out. He also felt the terrifyingly evil aura emanating from Long Gu Xieyue, an aura that sent shivers deep into his soul.
At that moment, sweat dripped down his forehead. Only then did he realize that this place was nothing more than Long Chen's training ground. Everyone here would die; no one would leave alive.
"Lord Yuanqing, we should leave quickly and stay far away from these fools," one of Xi Yuanqing's trusted subordinates whispered. He had understood Xi Yuanqing's thoughts from the beginning. Seeing Xi Yuanqing hesitate, he thought his leader was struggling with the decision to leave. After all, the Xi Long clan had already offended everyone here. Staying would bring no benefits.
"Lord Yuanqing..." The subordinate called out again, noticing that Xi Yuanqing still hadn't moved. Seeing his leader's pale face, the subordinate was also startled.
Xi Yuanqing took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, stay here. Don't move. We're going to gamble!"
The Xi Long clan's experts were confused, unsure of what Xi Yuanqing was planning. However, seeing his grave expression, they dared not ask questions.
Meanwhile, the other experts were still frantically hunting Long Chen. Long Chen appeared to be on the verge of death, struggling desperately, as if he could be killed at any moment. Yet, his "final" counterattacks were fierce, and he continued to kill some of the attackers.
The top-tier experts, however, grew more cautious as time passed. While they kept their eyes on Long Chen, they also monitored each other's conditions. To them, Long Chen was a prized prey, and they were all wary of their "allies" potentially betraying them.
Time ticked by. One incense stick's worth of time passed, and Long Chen remained standing, though he looked increasingly battered. Two incense sticks' worth of time passed, and Long Chen still clung to life, like a flickering candle in the wind. After an hour, Long Chen was still in the same precarious state. At this point, the top experts finally realized something was wrong.
They glanced at the Xi Long clan, who were watching coldly from a distance, and seemed to understand something.
"Stop hesitating! Let's all attack Long Chen together! This guy is tricky. Go all out! If anyone dares to scheme at this moment, my Ming Long clan will not spare them!" Ming Long Xuan suddenly shouted.
Previously, everyone had been cautious, afraid that if they focused on Long Chen, someone might stab them in the back. But now, with Ming Long Xuan's assurance, they felt more confident.
"Scram, you weaklings!" A roar echoed as a dragon expert with 999 Dao Emperor Flames charged forward. His body crackled with lightning, and his thunderous palm tore through the void, bypassing countless experts as it slammed toward Long Chen.
"Have you finally realized? But it's too late now," Long Chen sneered.
"Boom!"
As the expert's palm struck, Long Chen also thrust out his palm. A divine ring appeared behind him, and a sacred dragon's roar echoed through the heavens. The two palms collided, and a violent surge of dragon blood energy erupted. Most of the attackers were forced back, but some, confident in their strength, stayed close, waiting for an opportunity.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The aftermath of the collision turned those who stayed into clouds of blood mist. Only a dozen or so experts with 998 Dao Emperor Flames managed to escape, though they were left dizzy and with cracked internal organs.
"What?!" The expert who had clashed with Long Chen was horrified. Long Chen's strike was full of vitality and power, leaving his arm numb and his chest aching.
"Kill him now! He was pretending earlier!" the expert screamed in panic. Long Chen no longer looked weak in the slightest.
"Kill!" A dozen experts with 999 Dao Emperor Flames charged at Long Chen, their hearts filled with unease and even fear. They no longer held back.
"You had your fun earlier. Now it's my turn!" Long Chen grinned. With a sudden movement, he broke through the encirclement.
"Puff!"
A dragon expert wielding a weapon was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth, as Long Chen's fist smashed both him and his weapon.
As Long Chen broke free, he spun around, and a massive dragon tail, like a divine whip, swept through the sky.
"Dragon Tail Sweep!"
The enormous tail tore through the air, shattering space. The dragon experts who had beenå›´æ”» Long Chen turned pale and tried to flee, but they found themselves trapped, as if stuck in quicksand.
"No!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The dragon tail swept through the crowd, and the experts exploded into clouds of blood mist. Tens of thousands of experts were annihilated in an instant, their blood blooming like macabre fireworks, filling the sky with the stench of blood.
"Save me, my lord!"
"I don't want to die!"
The dragon tail continued its sweep, and countless dragon experts screamed for help, begging the top experts with 999 Dao Emperor Flames to save them.
Long Chen sneered, "You all attacked me for over an hour, and I didn't make a sound. Now that it's your turn, you're all wailing like cowards. You've shamed the dragon race."
"Boom!"
At that moment, Ming Long Xuan acted. Reacting quickly, he summoned a massive shield and slammed it into the dragon tail.
With a deafening explosion, the dragon tail shattered into countless runes. The experts who had been on the verge of being crushed by the tail cheered, having narrowly escaped death.
"Long Chen, no matter what tricks you have, today you will die!" Ming Long Xuan declared, his shield trembling with imperial might. The shield was made from a dragon scale, its aura terrifying and blood energy swirling. Its original owner must have been a monstrously powerful being.
Ming Long Xuan stood in the void, surrounded by the top dragon experts, all of whom had Long Chen encircled. The weaker experts, those with fewer than 998 Dao Emperor Flames, retreated to the outskirts.
In the distance, the Xi Long clan watched in horror, especially those who had been close to Long Chen earlier. Their backs were drenched in cold sweat. If Xi Yuanqing hadn't ordered them to retreat, they too would have been part of the blood mist. They glanced at Xi Yuanqing, who remained expressionless, as if he had anticipated this all along.
"Attack together!" Ming Long Xuan shouted, holding the shield in his left hand and a bone spear in his right. The spear's sharp aura locked onto Long Chen.
"Kill!" The experts charged at Long Chen, but this time, no one dared to act recklessly.
"It's time to show you what true dragon power looks like," Long Chen said coldly.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion erupted as a surge of energy burst from Long Chen. Nine hundred and ninety-eight Dao Emperor Flames appeared around him.
"Rumble..."
A violent Emperor Flame domain expanded from Long Chen, sending all the attacking experts flying.
"What?!"
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