Boom! Boom! Boom!
The barrier formed by the Dragonbone Evil Moon was being relentlessly assaulted by countless powerful beings. Yet, their attacks were as futile as ants trying to shake a mighty tree—there wasn't even a ripple.
The Dragonbone Evil Moon had grown immensely powerful. Of all the recent fortuitous encounters Long Chen had experienced, it had benefited the most. Unlike the Kunyin Cauldron, which was selective about the energy it absorbed, the Dragonbone Evil Moon devoured all Dao energy indiscriminately. As a result, it had absorbed several times more energy than the cauldron.
The barrier it casually erected was now nearly indestructible. With the strength of these attackers, there was no way they could break through.
"Don't be too cruel—give them a bit of hope," Long Chen said with feigned sympathy.
Boom!
Just then, a heavy strike landed on the barrier, causing it to tremble and form fine cracks.
The attackers, who had almost given up, suddenly saw hope and renewed their assault with fervor.
"Long Chen, you really are wicked!" The Dragonbone Evil Moon muttered helplessly as it cooperated with Long Chen’s plan.
By giving the enemies a false sense of progress, they would exhaust themselves while attacking the barrier, leaving them vulnerable to Cang Lu’s slaughter outside.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
The powerful cultivators kept attacking the barrier, while outside, Cang Lu was slaughtering them mercilessly.
The more they attacked, the more cracks appeared on the barrier, making it seem as if it was on the verge of collapse.
Inside the barrier, Long Chen stood calmly, observing not just the battle, but beyond it—to the figure standing atop the mountain of corpses.
That figure's aura was growing stronger, more terrifying. The flames behind him roared like an inferno, seemingly capable of burning through the very fabric of the world.
From within those flames, Long Chen could sense distinct waves of Imperial Flame energy. Clearly, the enemy had not yet fully merged his flames into one. If Long Chen struck now, the process would be disrupted, causing the fusion to fail instantly.
However, Long Chen had no intention of making a move. Instead, he observed the enemy’s fusion process carefully. After all, he would have to undergo the same process in the future, and this was a rare opportunity to learn.
Meanwhile, outside the barrier, Cang Lu fought more fiercely than ever. His aura grew increasingly menacing, and the killing intent emanating from his Bloodfiend Halberd was bone-chilling. Every swing of the weapon shrieked like vengeful spirits claiming lives.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the sky trembled violently as the Imperial Dragon Divine Nest emerged. Xi Yuanqing and the elite warriors of the Rhinoceros Dragon Clan had successfully absorbed the full power of their Imperial Flames under the blessings of their ancestors.
Now, over five hundred of their warriors wielded 999 strands of Imperial Flame, while the rest had at least 997 strands—each of them having stepped into the realm of true extreme power.
At this moment, the strength of the Rhinoceros Dragon Clan had reached an unprecedented level. Remembering Long Chen's warning about an upcoming brutal battle, they were eager to test their newfound power.
However, as they looked out at the endless horde of enemies blotting out the sky, their enthusiasm was quickly dampened.
Even Long Chen had been startled by the enemy’s numbers upon arrival. The Rhinoceros Dragons were even more overwhelmed. Yet, seeing Long Chen seemingly trapped, Xi Yuanqing gritted his teeth and prepared to lead his warriors into battle.
"With your current strength, charging out is suicide. Besides, Lord Long Chen doesn’t need your help," Bai Fan interjected.
"Senior, are we just supposed to watch?" Xi Yuanqing was unwilling to accept this. He had perfected his Imperial Flames and was ready to merge them, yet he was still too weak to help Long Chen. This realization stung deeply.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The emergence of the Imperial Dragon Divine Nest immediately drew the attention of numerous enemies. Some, seeing that they couldn't break through Long Chen’s barrier, turned their sights on the Divine Nest instead, aiming to claim it.
Seeing this, Bai Fan spoke, "Your opponents are them. Children, cherish this opportunity. Whether you get to follow Lord Long Chen in the future depends on this battle.
Your greatest talent as the Rhinoceros Dragon Clan lies in your heightened perception. It is precisely because of this ability that you once served as the left arm of the Imperial Dragon Clan.
Now, the Dragon Clan is undergoing a great upheaval. Talents abound, and monsters run rampant. If you wish to fight alongside Lord Long Chen, you must earn your place among the top ranks of the Dragon Clan.
The Dragon Clan’s top warriors are the spear that expands its territory and the shield that defends it. The second tier is made up of support troops who assist in lesser battles. As for the third tier… they are nothing more than logistics—tasked with battlefield cleanup, transporting the wounded, and managing supplies."
Hearing the words "third tier," the Rhinoceros Dragon warriors shuddered.
In the past, they might not have cared. But now, Long Chen had cleansed their name, given them a new purpose. They had been reborn.
If they were relegated to the third tier, how could they face Long Chen? How could they honor their ancestors? How could they ever hope to restore their clan’s former glory?
"Kill!" Xi Yuanqing roared, leading the charge as the warriors of the Rhinoceros Dragon Clan surged out of the Divine Nest, their battle cries shaking the heavens.
"The spirits of our ancestors still linger! Watch as we slaughter these alien demons!"
A warrior’s furious cry ignited the hearts of his brethren. They howled in unison, launching into battle with unstoppable ferocity. The only way to cleanse their disgrace was through bloodshed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The clash between the Rhinoceros Dragons and the foreign Dragon Clan erupted with terrifying intensity. Within moments, the battlefield was soaked in blood.
Inside the barrier, Long Chen observed the Rhinoceros Dragons’ battle with a slight nod of approval. Their combat strength was commendable, but what interested him more was their unique perception ability.
If even a fraction of them could develop the same level of perception as Xi Yuanqing, they could be strategically placed throughout the Dragon Clan’s elite squads, greatly enhancing survival rates and minimizing casualties.
During battle, their heightened perception allowed them to detect changes in enemy formations, pinpoint the strongest opponents, and identify key areas of danger. This was why they had once been invaluable to the Imperial Dragon Clan.
Yet, despite such talent, they had been forced to join the Nether Dragon Clan out of desperation. In truth, the blame lay with the Imperial Dragon Clan itself.
As the battle raged on, Long Chen continued to draw enemy attacks, maintaining the illusion that he was barely holding on when, in reality, he was completely secure.
The real pressure was on the Rhinoceros Dragon warriors. The sheer number of enemies overwhelmed them, pushing them to the brink. However, under the shadow of death, their perception ability was gradually awakening.
Surrounded, they had to distinguish which attacks were fatal, how to evade the most dangerous strikes, and how to maximize their kills with minimal losses.
At first, chaos reigned. Hundreds fell within moments. But Xi Yuanqing’s ferocious battle prowess drew most of the enemy's attention, alleviating the pressure on his comrades and giving them a chance to recover.
As time passed, their latent abilities awakened, slowly shifting the tide of battle.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion echoed as a pillar of flame pierced the heavens, dispersing the clouds. The aura of an Emperor surged, sweeping across the battlefield like a tidal wave.
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