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Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6442

  The Wrath of the Nine Stars - A Battle Without Return Translated by Basingh Long Chen struck without warning. The distance between them was only a few hundred feet, and Bing Yi, brimming with confidence, never expected resistance. After all, with so many powerful allies on her side, how could Long Chen and his group dare to defy her? But the sudden attack came without the force of his Emperor Flame, slipping past her danger senses entirely. SMACK! Before she could react, Long Chen’s palm landed fiercely on her face. A deafening crack echoed through the battlefield as Bing Yi was sent flying. Even with her formidable strength, she was momentarily dazed. By the time she stabilized herself, a clear, burning-red handprint had already formed on her cheek. The raw power of a Nine Star descendant was terrifying. Had it been Xiao Li in her place, this unexpected slap might have shattered his skull outright. Bing Yi, however, was a woman. Her physical body was inherently weaker than a man...

Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6441

  The Bloodline of Betrayal Translated by Basingh

Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6440

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Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6439

  Translated by Basingh BOOM! The black war halberd pierced straight through Xiao Li’s body. His figure, like a ghost in the dark night, slowly materialized. "This… this is the power of darkness…" Xiao Li’s face twisted in terror. In a panic, he rapidly formed hand seals. “Buzz—” But Cang Lu gave him no chance. The Blood Fiend Halberd trembled violently, and Xiao Li’s body withered at an alarming rate. The laws of energy entwining his body were ruthlessly sucked away by the halberd. Xiao Li let out a terrified scream, struggling desperately. But after just two cries—he stopped moving. His entire body had been drained dry, reduced to a shriveled husk by the Blood Fiend Halberd. “Huff.” Cang Lu flicked his halberd, and Xiao Li’s lifeless corpse was sent flying. Now that every last ounce of his vitality had been consumed, there was no point in storing him in the Chaos Space. Long Chen didn’t even bother. “Long Chen!” At that moment, Yue Xiaoqian and the others rushed over. They ...

Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6438

  Translated by Basingh As Long Chen summoned the Seven-Colored Emperor Flame , an overwhelming pressure exploded forth, shattering the void. The very fabric of space collapsed under its might. If the Purple Blood Emperor Flame was like a gentle steed, then the Seven-Colored Emperor Flame was a raging wild bull. Though tamed, once provoked, its power turned utterly ferocious . BOOM! With a single punch, Long Chen shattered the void, tearing through countless laws, his fist carrying the power to annihilate everything as it smashed toward Xiao Li. Xiao Li roared, his forehead flashing with divine runes —the same ancient sigil that glowed in the eyes of the divine beast in his celestial vision. BZZT! With a single hand seal, endless blood energy erupted from Xiao Li’s body. Countless scarlet chains shot through the void, weaving into a massive net before him. "So what if you have two Emperor Flames? Before the power of laws, you are nothing!" Xiao Li bellowed, pouring his...

Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6437

  A Thunderous Roar, A Clash of Titans

Nine Star Hegemon Body Art chapter 6436

The Fist That Shatters the Heavens Translated by Basingh. A single punch—wrapped in roaring imperial flames. All nine hundred and ninety-nine streams of fire condensed into that one strike. A piercing sonic boom erupted, shaking the heavens. "Impossible! To control unmerged imperial flames like this—what kind of monstrous physique could withstand it?!" Xiao Li's face twisted in shock. In his understanding, no one could wield nine hundred and ninety-nine imperial flames in such a raw, brutal fashion. For ages, those who possessed such flames remained hidden, only daring to emerge once they had fully merged their flames. Why? Because no physical body could withstand the impact of nine hundred and ninety-nine imperial flames surging at once. Let alone fusing them into a singular force. Ordinary cultivators at this level unleashed their flames in scattered bursts. It appeared grand and overwhelming, but in reality, it was an illusion of power. Their energy constantly dissipat...