Hearing how the Nine-Star lineage treated the Primordial Demon Clan, Long Chen almost lost control.
Bai Gu attacking him was one thing—Long Chen wouldn’t blame the entire Nine-Star lineage for it. Maybe that was an exception. After all, even among five fingers, there are differences in length. Among the countless inheritors of the Nine-Star lineage, it was inevitable that a few would turn out to be scum.
But for a Nine-Star powerhouse to target the Primordial Demon Clan, fully aware of the deep connection between the two lineages, was something he couldn’t accept.
In that moment, Long Chen thought of the Shadow Demon Bat Clan, of the Sky Bat Empress, and of Bai Gu’s smug face.
Rage surged within him, burning to the extreme.
The same arrogance. The same cruelty. This wasn’t just an accident. This wasn’t just a few bad apples.
“Long Chen, don’t be rash! There must be some kind of misunderstanding!” Yue Xiaoqian hurriedly said. She could feel the terrifying killing intent radiating from him, sending chills through her very bones.
She knew Long Chen was utterly enraged, but she still believed the Nine-Star lineage wouldn’t have treated the Primordial Demon Clan this way. She wanted to believe that a few rogue inheritors didn’t represent the entire Nine-Star lineage.
Long Chen’s overwhelming killing intent made everyone shudder. At first, they thought he was just angry because they were accusing his lineage. But when Yue Xiaoqian spoke, they realized—
Long Chen wasn’t directing his wrath at them.
They breathed a slight sigh of relief. At the very least, Long Chen believed their words.
“No… this is no misunderstanding.”
Long Chen shook his head and let out a deep sigh. Everything was unfolding in the worst possible way.
Hearing Long Chen’s words, Fei Shuang was visibly moved. Because… that was exactly what she wanted to say.
Those Nine-Star inheritors— Arrogant. Overbearing. Full of contempt. Yes, they were powerful, but they weren’t the terrifying monsters from legends.
Clearly, they were nothing but pawns, following orders from above. And if they were following orders—this wasn’t a misunderstanding.
A group of mere pawns wielding such immense power—that aligned with the legends of Nine-Star inheritors.
If they had encountered true elites instead… Perhaps they wouldn’t have even made it to Demon Cloud Mountain alive.
“Fei Shuang, the next time we meet them, I will get justice for you.”
Long Chen looked at Fei Shuang, feeling a pang of sorrow.
She possessed nine hundred and ninety-nine Emperor Flames. Even in her weakened state, her aura was still formidable. If she hadn’t lost an arm, she could have fought on par with a newly ascended Return-to-One powerhouse.
But now…
With her arm gone, and no way to restore it, her cultivation might forever remain stagnant.
Fei Shuang was proud and stubborn. This loss was a devastating blow. But her pride wouldn’t allow her to show it. Instead, she pretended not to care.
Everyone else was heartbroken for her, yet no one dared to show it. That was why, when her severed arm was mentioned earlier, so many people lost control of their emotions.
“I’m sorry, Lord Long Chen. I was rude. I apologize.”
Fei Shuang bowed deeply, her voice trembling with emotion.
Long Chen gently grasped her remaining arm and said firmly, “You have nothing to apologize for. As a Nine-Star inheritor, I bear responsibility for this.
But don’t worry. I will make sure you all get the justice you deserve.”
“Long Chen, please don’t be reckless. I don’t want you to become enemies with the entire Nine-Star lineage because of us!” Yue Xiaoqian’s face paled as she heard the resolve in his voice.
She knew Long Chen too well. When he got angry, he feared nothing.
Long Chen’s voice was cold and unwavering.
“The Primordial Demon Clan has shed endless blood for the Nine Heavens. The entire world owes you a debt.
Even if I have to go against the Nine-Star lineage for you—
Even if I have to stand against the whole world—
So be it.”
His words rang out like a divine bell, shaking the very souls of the Primordial Demon Clan warriors.
That declaration— Wasn’t empty bravado. Wasn’t some meaningless vow.
It came from the depths of Long Chen’s heart.
And in that moment— They swore to follow him to the very end.
If Long Chen was willing to stand against the world for them, then they would fight to the death for him.
Yue Xiaoqian bit her lip, fighting back tears.
This man… always “lied” to her tears.
Looking at everyone’s moved expressions, Long Chen sighed inwardly.
“Brothers… we need to work harder. At this rate, we really might end up fighting the whole damn world.”
The Nine-Star lineage had disappointed him greatly.
He had risked his life to shatter the Heaven-Peering Mirror. But now, he wondered—
Would those Nine-Star inheritors, who survived because of his sacrifice, one day raise their blades against him?
He still didn’t understand the full situation within the Nine-Star lineage. But based on Bai Gu and those other Nine-Star inheritors…
He had to prepare for the worst.
“Lady Saint, since Lord Long Chen is here, shouldn’t we use his power to activate the Ancestral Altar?”
A Primordial Demon Clan expert suddenly suggested.
“Yes! With Lord Long Chen here, we’ll definitely succeed this time!”
Hearing this, the warriors of the Primordial Demon Clan became excited.
Yue Xiaoqian’s eyes lit up, but she hesitated. “Our enemies have been slain, but everyone is too exhausted. Maybe we should recover first…”
Long Chen cut her off. “Sorry, Xiaoqian. We don’t have time to rest.
From that bastard’s memories, I saw that the top-tier powerhouses of the Extraterritorial Demon Race have already stepped into the Return-to-One Realm and are now in seclusion.
Once they emerge, they will have reached the peak of that realm and will have successfully condensed their Emperor Marks.
You’ve all seen the power difference between nine hundred and ninety-nine Emperor Flames and a fully unified Emperor Flame.
But when Emperor Marks are formed, their power will surge again, completely suppressing everyone at that level. At that point, you won’t even have a chance to resist.
That’s why we must push forward. We can’t afford to waste even a second.”
Through Zhi Zhi’s soul search, Long Chen had learned that after unifying their Emperor Flames, the next step was forming Emperor Marks.
Once a complete Emperor Mark appeared, it was akin to having one foot in the Emperor Realm. If they wished, they could step into it at any moment.
However, due to the laws of the Heavenly Domain Battlefield, true Emperor-level powerhouses were forbidden.
So those who condensed Emperor Marks— Would become the absolute peak powerhouses of the battlefield.
Long Chen didn’t know exactly how strong they would be…
But he had a feeling—
With his current strength, facing such an opponent would be a disaster.
“Alright. We’ll follow Long Chen’s lead. Let’s go—
We’re activating the Ancestral Altar.”
Yue Xiaoqian’s smile bloomed like a flower. She felt no discomfort at letting Long Chen take charge. Instead, she felt a profound sense of relief.
Without hesitation, she grabbed his arm and led the way toward Demon Cloud Mountain.
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