Long Chen's heart skipped a beat. He already knew the surrounding map. Even if he sprinted at full speed, it would take him three hours to reach it.
However, along the path, there was a huge spatial rift that Long Chen had to navigate around. That would take at least four hours to get there.
The Dragonblood Legion sent out such a dense distress signal, clearly showing the urgency of the situation, reaching a critical moment.
"Honorable Prophet, my friend is in trouble; I must go." Long Chen cupped his fists toward the Prophet, his thunderous wings spreading behind him.
"Where do you want to go?" Perhaps I can use the power of the spirit god to send you off on your journey. Seeing Long Chen's anxious expression, the Prophet spoke up.
Long Chen was overjoyed, his large hand open, soul power surging, forming a transparent map and saying, "I want to go to this place." "
Long Chen pointed to a direction. Back when Xia Chen and Guo Ran built this formation disk, they aimed for sensing distance, which sacrificed some precision. Long Chen could only be certain they were nearby.
"No problem,"
the prophet smiled slightly. Suddenly, a fallen leaf descended from the void, enveloping Long Chen. Runes flickered on the leaf, and Long Chen vanished from everyone's sight.
After Long Chen disappeared, the prophet's expression grew solemn as he shouted to all the Luoling Clan warriors:
"Gather all Luoling Clan warriors and prepare for battle. Our chance to reclaim the mother tree has finally come."
When the mother tree was heard, all the disciples of the Luoling Clan let out a thunderous roar, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.
...
"Whoosh!"
The leaves on Long Chen's body shattered, fluttering like butterflies. He was already standing atop a high mountain.
"Ding ding... The
compass in Long Chen's hand trembled even more violently. He glanced at it, and the thunder wings behind him trembled, speeding toward the direction of the pointer.
After several breaths, a roar and explosion echoed from afar. Crossing over a high mountain, Long Chen saw tens of thousands fighting madly.
A squad of Dragon Blood warriors was leading the Tianwu Alliance warriors, besieged by the Ancient Family Alliance and evil cultivators.
The Dragonblood Legion led the Tianwu Alliance's strongmen, charging left and right, but could never break through their encirclement. Tianwu Alliance warriors fell from time to time.
"Bastard, if you've got guts, come at us!"
A sergeant of the Dragonblood Legion shouted angrily.
These evil cultivators and the Ancient Family Alliance are extremely treacherous. They refuse to confront the Dragon Blood Warriors head-on, yet they slaughter disciples of the Tianwu Alliance on a frenzied scale.
The Dragonblood Warriors formed a formation with terrifying destructive power, but not as agile. The strong warriors from the Evil Sect and the Ancient Family Alliance only fought the Dragonblood Warriors directly, not daring to confront them head-on, choosing to kill the Tianwu Alliance disciples first.
The disciples of the Tianwu Alliance, facing so many enemies at once, immediately found themselves at a disadvantage. As soon as they made contact, thousands were slain.
Once too many people die and morale collapses, even with Dragonblood Warriors' extraordinary abilities, they will be powerless to turn the tide.
When a hundred thousand people besieged the Dragonblood Warriors, no matter how tough they were, they would be exhausted to death.
"The Ancient Family Alliance really has some nerve."
At that moment, a chilling voice echoed through heaven and earth, making the disciples of the Ancient Family Alliance and the Evil Sect feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"It's the boss, the boss has come to support us."
The Dragonblood warriors heard that familiar voice and were all overjoyed.
"Boundless Thunder Domain, wild thunder devours the heavens."
Rumble!
Long Chen shouted fiercely, clasping his palms together. Thunderous power surged out, centering on the battlefield and sealing off all space.
Endless thunder rolled, turning heaven and earth into a thunderous hell, with a violent will of destruction within the lightning, shaking the heavens and earth.
"Kill them! Don't let a single one go, wipe them all out!" After Long Chen finished setting up the Thunder Domain, with the Dragonbone Evil Moon in hand, he shot into the battlefield like a meteor.
"Run! Long Chen is here!"
Upon hearing Long Chen's voice, the powerful figures from the Evil Sect and the Ancient Family Alliance began to flee.
Unfortunately, Long Chen was furious and gave them no chance to escape. When those powerful figures charged into the Thunder Spirit Domain, they were all shattered into dust.
Within the Thunder Domain, tens of thousands of thunder dragons were roaming; anyone who approached the Thunder Spirit Domain was killed by the dragons.
"Puff puff puff puff... Long
Chen was truly furious. The long blade slashed down, leaving no bones behind, blood mist filling the sky, and no one could stop him.
If the evil path attacked the Tianwu Alliance, Long Chen wouldn't be so furious. After all, both sides were sworn enemies and didn't need to reason.
But the Ancient Clan Alliance and these idiots have no reason to attack the Tianwu Alliance. Even if they weren't allies back then, now that the Great Dark Age has arrived, even if they don't unite, they shouldn't be killing each other.
The grudge between Long Chen and Di Feng was a personal grudge; Long Chen had never vented his anger on the Ancient Family Alliance.
But this group of idiots from the Ancient Family Alliance not only actively attacked the Tianwu Alliance but also allied with the evil path, which instantly made Long Chen furious.
What slapped Long Chen most was that before entering, he had instructed everyone not to take out their anger on the disciples of the Ancient Clan Alliance because of him. One must be clear about grudges and gratitude, and as long as the other side isn't too harsh, don't provoke them.
Yet, the members of the Ancient Family Alliance actually took the initiative to attack disciples of the Tianwu Alliance, and their actions were ruthless, showing no mercy.
The Thunder Domain was set up, enveloping heaven and earth. The Thunder Dragon guarded the domain, with tens of thousands of avatars guarding it, making it as solid as a fortress—no one could escape.
Long Chen joined the battlefield like a tiger among sheep; wherever the blade passed, terrified cries echoed one after another, but it could not change their fate of being reduced to nothingness beneath the blade.
Long Chen joined the battlefield, and the disciples of the Ancient Family Alliance and the evil paths, who had previously held a huge advantage, were all terrified. Long Chen, the Murderous Demon King, had arrived, and they fell into deep despair.
They hadn't expected Long Chen to arrive so quickly. The tide of battle instantly reversed. All they felt was terror, their minds blank. They knew they were finished—no one could save them.
Meanwhile, the warriors of the Tianwu Alliance were greatly boosted, slaughtering enemies frantically. Long Chen's arrival gave them boundless confidence.
"No..."
"Ah..."
"Pfft puff puff..."
"Don't kill me, we're innocent, we're following orders... Ah..."
"Don't kill me, I'm telling you, you have ... here Pfft..."
No matter what the other person said, for himThere is only one word: kill, no hesitation required.
The cultivators of the evil path gritted their teeth, their faces twisted and fierce as they resisted madly, but that ferocious expression was nothing more than a form of self-comfort, or rather, a way to hide their inner fear.
The Dragonblood warriors specifically sought out evil cultivators to kill. Now that Long Chen had arrived, they no longer needed to form formations. They fought separately. With one sword strike, a large number of evil cultivators would inevitably be killed.
As for the powerful members of the Ancient Family Alliance, they clearly lacked the courage of the evil paths, resisting while crying and begging for mercy.
"Idiots, when you killed our brothers, why didn't you think of letting them off the hook? Never thought they still had wives and children at home? All of you, go to hell. Faced
with the cries of disciples from the Ancient Noble Alliance disciples, the only response was a slaughtering knife filled with endless rage. The battlefield was in chaos, and everyone desperately tried to avoid Long Chen, but there was no escape. Some who were farther away thought they were temporarily safe, only to be struck into a mist of blood by a thunderous arrow behind them.
It turned out that these people, seeing that charging into the Thunder Domain meant death, didn't dare charge any further. Living a little longer was already a blessing.
Seeing it had no business left, the Thunder Dragon couldn't sit still. It didn't dare unleash its thunderous power in crowds, fearing it might accidentally harm its own people. But those who were on the sidelines could be killed.
For a moment, those who left the battlefield were almost instantly killed; rushing into the battlefield meant death, leaving the battlefield was death too.
"Hahaha, Long Chen, what's so great about you? I just look down on you. No matter how good you are, what good does it do? Can you kill me twice with one slash? A disciple of the Ancient Family Alliance laughed wildly. At this moment, he was on the verge of madness, with no hope left, and began openly provoking Long Chen.
"Pfft"
He had just finished laughing but failed to attract Long Chen's attention, before being slain with a single strike by a disciple of the Tianwu Alliance.
"Trying to kill me, Zhao Kun?" Dream on, don't even think about it in this lifetime. I curse you and die here. "
Pfft"
A disciple from the Ancient Family Alliance had actually dodged several attacks in a row and ended up taking his own life.
The disciples of the Ancient Family Alliance were the first to be killed. At this point, the ferocity of the evil path was obvious. Although they knew they were doomed, they still went mad, hoping to drag a few others down before dying.
To avoid unnecessary casualties, Long Chen ordered all Tianwu Alliance warriors to retreat to the edge of the Thunder Domain, where five hundred members of the Dragon Blood Legion dealt with the remaining eight thousand evil cultivators.
With no worries left, the Dragonblood warriors reformed their formation, charging back and forth. These evil cultivators couldn't withstand them and fell one after another.
Some evil cultivators were unwilling to be killed in vain, abandoning the Dragonblood Warriors and charging toward the disciples of the Tianwu Alliance.
"Puff puff puff...
But before they could get close, they were killed by the thunderbolt. Within a few breaths, all the evil sect disciples were wiped out. The great battle ended, and not a single one escaped.
This battle was extremely brutal. The evil cultivators were ruthless. More than thirteen thousand disciples of the Tianwu Alliance had already died. If Long Chen hadn't arrived in time, they would have been wiped out.
Although the Dragonblood warriors might have managed to break through the encirclement in the end, as leaders, their entire squad was wiped out. Their solo escape was a shame they could never erase.
So although they won this battle, the Dragonblood warriors showed no sign of joy; instead, their eyes still held hatred and guilt.
"Boss, I'm sorry. We were useless and got ambushed." A sergeant from the Dragonblood Legion walked up to Long Chen, speaking with shame.
They had failed Long Chen's trust and entered someone else's ambush range, yet they didn't even realize it. It was truly foolish, and at this moment, they felt utterly ashamed.
Long Chen shook his head and patted the sergeant's shoulder to comfort him, "It's not your fault." After
speaking, Long Chen looked at the remaining Tianwu Alliance warriors, glanced coldly at the crowd, and said,
"Step forward and kill yourself. Your family—we'll take care of them for you."