Ahead was a massive altar, laid flat across the earth, wrapping the trunk of a giant tree in a crescent-shaped arc with almost no visible edge.
This massive altar was paved with countless corpses—the corpses of giant dragons with wings.
They were densely packed together, forming a series of distinctive patterns. The shriveled corpses seemed to have been drained by some force, yet their aura was terrifyingly terrifying.
Judging by the aura emitted by these dragon corpses, it was not a thirteenth-rank magical beast, but a peak twelfth-rank magical beast. Yet it gave off an extremely dangerous aura, sending chills down one's spine.
This was a dragon Long Chen had never seen before. Although it looked like a dragon, it was vastly different.
Dragons either don't have horns, or if they do, they have a pair. But these dragons before me actually have single horns and curve backward, as if they're carrying a sickle on their head, half exposed.
Moreover, they have a long, thin tail resembling a long whip, with sharp spikes at the tip, making them extremely peculiar.
"Is this your Evil Dragon clan's?" Long Chen exclaimed.
"Nonsense, don't insult our proud evil dragon clan. They're nothing but a spineless, lowly race—the Poison Dragons.
And among the poison dragons, the most disgusting long-tailed dragons. Damn, seeing them is just too disgusting. Long Chen, help me collect them all later, throw them into your chaotic space, and dissolve them all. They're the disgrace of all dragons. "Dragonbone Xie Yue saw these dragon corpses and gritted his teeth as he spoke.
There are many types of dragons. Currently, Long Chen has encountered the True Dragon Clan, the Dark Evil Dragon, the Hell Evil Dragon, and the Spirit Dragon. As for the other dragons, according to Dragon Bone Evil Moon, they are all sub-dragon types, with bloodlines already mixed and not included in the Dragon Clan.
Whether it's the Evil Dragon, Spirit Dragon, or Poison Dragon, they all belong to a vast race. For example, the Dark Evil Dragon and the Hell Evil Dragon live in different places, but they all belong to the Evil Dragon clan.
They are all races that descend directly from the True Dragon clan's bloodline. Within the dragon bloodline, there is noble bloodline, but nothing is absolute. Within the dragon clan, there is another large branch: the Poison Dragon.
The Poison Dragon is the only dragon among the dragons with poison, possessing terrifying combat power. Their poison is their most powerful weapon; if struck, even a stronger opponent will not escape death.
However, despite their strength, poison dragons have always been regarded as a disgrace by the dragon clan, because deep within their souls, they lack the spirit of the dragon race and the noble pride of the dragons. To survive, they are willing to submit to any race.
They were even widely raised by humans as mounts, making them the only dragons with a servile nature.
Because of this, the Poison Dragon Clan has always been regarded as the worst among dragons. Whenever a powerful dragon encounters them, they will kill them with all their might.
It's unclear whether the Poison Dragon clan was born spineless and liked to rely on the strong, or was killed by the dragon clan and forced to side with others. History can no longer be traced.
But the hatred for the Poison Dragon Clan is deeply buried in their souls. Whenever they see them, no matter the occasion, they will fight desperately.
Long Chen didn't have time to collect the corpses of the long-tailed venomous dragons. He rushed straight toward the central area, because in that area, streaks of divine light were lit up—Ye Ming should be among them.
Long Chen sped all the way. As he neared the core of the altar, he could clearly see Ye Ming sitting cross-legged at the center of the altar.
In front of Ye Ming stood a tall figure clad in black armor, standing ten zhang tall. He sat cross-legged on an altar, with a black giant sword placed before him, black flames blazing around him.
Ye Ming sat face to face with the man, seemingly performing an ancient ritual, communicating with the strange man.
"Could it be that he wants to wake that strange person?" Long Chen's heart tightened.
"That's right, this is the corpse of the Devouring Heaven Evil King. His essence has dissipated in the struggle with the Dragon King.
But the physical body remains intact. Like other Devouring Heaven Black Armored Army soldiers, the seed of resurrection is buried, waiting for the right moment to revive.
I remembered, while we were fighting for treasures in the Dragon Nest, beneath the nest was another body of the Devouring Heaven Evil King.
We extracted the divine bones of Dragon Source, Dragon Blood, and Dragon Nest, which weakened the suppressive power, allowing Ye Ming to gain the soul imprint of the Devouring Evil King.
In fact, that clone was nothing more than a key to Ye Ming; his goal was this true body's corpse.
He wanted to refine this corpse into his puppet, and it seemed he had already succeeded more than halfway. The entire Devouring Heaven Black Armor Army here was under his control, attacking only us, not Zhao Ritian and the others.
Once this Devouring Heaven Evil King is revived, everyone here will die here. We must stop him quickly. "Dragonbone Evil Moon's voice grew grave, and even the venomous dragons couldn't care about it anymore.
"He's quite ambitious. Can he really control this Evil King?" Long Chen's heart raced wildly. Ye Ming was truly bold. If the Evil King backfired, he would surely die. That was an unimaginably terrifying existence, willing to risk dying together with a Dragon King-level powerhouse. Could such a powerful being be controlled by him?
"If the Devouring Heaven Evil King is killed by someone else, after revival, he will retain his consciousness. Trying to control him is basically courting death.
But it was different. He was in a stalemate with the Dragon King, and the dragon clan's will was the strongest. After his death, his own will was worn away.
In other words, even if he were resurrected, he would be just a shell without any consciousness. To Ye Ming, he was practically the perfect puppet.
Although the resurrected Devouring Heaven Evil King is less than half of his fighting power when alive, he is still an evil king, and far beyond what you can handle now.
Moreover, this Ye Ming has cultivated a Dark Body, and is even a Nirvana cultivator. Who knows how many other tricks he has? You must interrupt him now." "Dragonbone Evil Moon said in a deep voice.
"Buzz!"
As he spoke, Long Chen had already reached the top of the altar, slashing down at Night Nether ahead.
Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Long Chen, a disdainful cold smile appearing on his face:
"Long Chen, you're too late. Everything is under my control. Today, all of you will die here."
"Boom!"
Long Chen slashed down with his blade, and the massive blade shadow suddenly struck a black light screen. The void trembled, the entire altar trembled, and at its center, there was actually a formation guarding it.
"Oh no, this bastard expected it all along. The power here actually shares the same origin as mine." Dragonbone Xie Yue's voice changed.
Even though they were all dark powers, they attracted and restrained each other, and its power was actually assimilated.
"It's all in vain. Every move you make is part of my calculations. Keep struggling. I admire the expression of a strong person before death." Ye Ming said calmly, his voice full of mockery, and his tone carried the calmness of a strategist.
Long Chen slashed down with his blade, but instead of breaking the light screen, he retracted the Dragon Bone Xie Yue and sneered:
"Ye Ming, you've truly lived in vain. With your character, you can become a god? In my previous life, I was lucky you weren't from the same generation as me; otherwise, I could have beaten you like a dog.
If it's empty, make it real; if it's real, make it fake. Is it really worth playing such childish tricks with me?
You behavedThe calmer you are, the more nervous you are. You deliberately provoke me because you're afraid I'll calm down and find your weakness.
I used to look down on you, and now, I look down on you even more. "
Buzz"
Long Chen sneered, lightning erupted all over his body, and a thunder spear appeared in his hand, with thunder wings spreading behind him.
"Rumble... Endless
lightning roared through the void, and the lightning around Long Chen grew increasingly intense. Countless tiny thunder dragons circled back and forth around him.
At this critical moment, Long Chen ordered Lei Long to hold nothing back, unleashing his full power. Lei Long poured all his power into Long Chen's body like seawater.
Long Chen was covered entirely in a layer of thunder armor. At this moment, he looked like the god of thunder descended to earth—wild and fierce, even his eyes bore the symbol of lightning.
"Crack, crack, crack... For
the first time in years, the Thunder Dragon had completely defeated Long Chen without reservation. Under the raging force, cracks appeared in the void. Even Long Chen hadn't expected the Thunder Dragon to possess such formidable strength.
It should be noted that since the last tribulation, Long Chen had rarely used the power of thunder; it had always been his auxiliary strength.
Now, with Lei Long unleashing his full power, he realized how foolish he had been—possessing such a powerful trump card and hiding it for so long.
If it weren't for the dark power and his nature being restrained by thunder, Long Chen wouldn't have thought of using the power of the thunder dragon.
Now that the Thunder Dragon and Long Chen had merged into one, endless thunderous power surged back and forth within his body. Thanks to the Dragon King essence blood Long Chen absorbed, his physical body was transformed once again. Otherwise, he himself wouldn't be sure if he could withstand such a terrifying impact.
Seeing Long Chen surrounded by lightning and his violent power sweeping across the heavens, Ye Ming's face remained calm and unyielding, showing signs of perseverance. However, the hair on the back of his neck had quietly stood on end.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the thunder wings behind Long Chen trembled violently. Long Chen shot out like a meteor, and after the trembling of the thunder wings, they vanished in an instant.
Meanwhile, the thunder spear in Long Chen's hand suddenly doubled, lightning surged from his arm, and a raging force surged out like a tsunami.
"Mad Thunder Battle Soul Spear" Lightning
stretched for miles, tearing through the heavens. Amidst the thunderous sound, it was like the furious thrust of the Thunder God, charging straight at Ye Ming.
"Buzz"
As the lightning rolled, a black light screen appeared again. It was this light screen that blocked the Dragonbone Evil Moon's strike, causing the shield-breaking effect of the Eighth Form of Heaven-Opening to disappear.
"Boom!"
But when the tip of the Thunder Spear pierced the black shield, the shield was instantly lit up by lightning, sending out a ripple that covered the entire shield.
With a loud "bang
," the black shield finally couldn't stop Long Chen's thunderous strike. After being assimilated by the thunder's power, it instantly shattered.
The black shield shattered, and the thunder spear shattered at the same time. Long Chen charged in like a raging wind, his large hand spreading. The Dragonbone Evil Moon appeared once again, slashing at the now unsettled Night Nether.