Seeing this scene, Long Chen knew today wouldn't end peacefully. He couldn't help but feel speechless—how could he be so unlucky?
"I'm asking you, are you deaf?" Seeing Long Chen silent and just sizing them up, a disciple of the Golden Crow clan was furious.
"Brother Long Chen..."
At this moment, Huo Ling'er quietly called out to Long Chen.
"What?" Long Chen replied.
"Brother Long Chen, these Destiny Children have Destiny Totems. I think I can absorb them, refine them, and nurture them on the ancient Fusang tree." Huo Ling'er lowered her voice. Even though it was soul transmission, she still seemed afraid someone would overhear.
Huo Ling'er's voice was filled with excitement. She had made a new discovery, because as soon as these people appeared, the ancient Fusang trees in the chaotic space became noticeably more active.
The Fusang Ancient Tree and the Golden Crow Clan coexist and nurture each other. In the past, although Long Chen had encountered powerful members of the Golden Crow clan, he had never sensed any unusual movement from the ancient tree.
In fact, Long Chen didn't feel it this time either, but Huo Ling'er did. Perhaps after advancing to the Child of Destiny, her spiritual sense had grown stronger, even to the point where she could read the ancient Fusang tree.
"Buzz!"
While Long Chen was talking with Huo Ling'er, a disciple of the Golden Crow clan grew impatient. In a flash, he appeared before Long Chen like lightning, and a large hand filled with flames reached for Long Chen's throat.
"Smack!"
As soon as his hand touched Long Chen's neck, Long Chen's figure suddenly vanished. Immediately after, the Golden Crow clan disciple's neck tightened, and Long Chen's large hand firmly gripped and lifted him up.
That disciple of the Golden Crow clan was merely a Nine-Star Destiny Cultivator, no match for Long Chen, who could be easily dealt with.
Long Chen subdued the Golden Crow clan disciple with a single move. The clan experts were shocked—Long Chen's movements were so fast that even the Twin Veins Heavenly Saint felt a chill in his heart.
"Kid, if you dare kill him, I guarantee you'll regret coming into this world." The Golden Crow Clan's Twin-Vein Heavenly Saint shouted sternly.
"Brother Long Chen, he's useless. This guy can't condense the Golden Crow Totem. Only those few Destined Children can do so."
"Pfft!"
Long Chen exerted force with his large hand, and with a loud explosion, golden flames erupted. Golden blood filled the sky, and the disciple of the Golden Crow clan was crushed by Long Chen.
Long Chen was never threatened by anyone, and besides, this person was completely useless. Long Chen simply killed him outright.
After killing that person, Long Chen pretended not to hear clearly: "What did you just say?" Speaking too fast, can you say it again? "
Courting death!"
The Jinwu clan experts were furious. They never expected Long Chen to dare kill their people under such circumstances.
The Twin-Vein Heavenly Saint, furious, was about to strike, but a disciple of the Golden Crow clan struck first—a Child of Destiny. With a flicker, countless golden lights appeared, and behind him, the Destiny Wheel appeared, like a great sun floating in the sky. The violent power of Destiny changed the color of heaven and earth.
"Leave this kid to me."
The Destiny Child of the Golden Crow clan shouted loudly, already closing in on Long Chen. His claws were like hooks, aiming straight for Long Chen's throat, using the exact same move as the previous disciple.
Clearly, this man was extremely arrogant. Although his moves were identical to those of the previous Golden Crow clan disciples, the force of this claw was a hundred times stronger than that of the previous person. Before the first strike landed, the space around Long Chen began to twist and collapse.
The Destiny Child of the Golden Crow Clan struck with a fierce strike. Seeing him make his move, the clan experts stopped making any further moves, because in their minds, as long as he made his move, everything would be over.
Because among these disciples, there were three Sons of Destiny, and this man was the strongest among them.
"Brother Long Chen, kill it and let me draw his Destiny Totem." Huo Ling'er shouted excitedly.
"Buzz."
At that moment, Long Chen slowly opened a large hand, and a purple cross appeared.
"Bang!"
The clash of palm and claw did not erupt with a towering gale or a thunderous explosion—only a muffled thud. The Golden Crow clan's destined child trembled violently.
He felt a strange current of heat flow from his palm into his body, instantly spreading throughout his limbs and bones. Immediately, these hot currents erupted like magma, surging from his limbs and bones to his dantian.
"Pfft!"
The Destiny Child of the Golden Crow clan spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared at his palm in terror and was horrified to find spiderweb-like cracks forming on his palm.
"Crack, crack... His
palm cracked and fell like shattered porcelain. Seeing this, he screamed in terror, and the Golden Crow clan experts were also stunned.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, with a loud explosion, the Destiny Child of the Golden Crow clan exploded, golden divine radiance scattering everywhere. But at that moment, a fire dragon appeared and swallowed all the golden divine radiance in one gulp.
That fire dragon was none other than Huo Ling'er. Long Chen used the Purple Blood Cross to destroy the gods, killing the Destiny Child of the Golden Crow clan. It must be said, the power of purple blood was truly miraculous—needles hidden in cotton, strength gathered but never dispersed. With a single strike, it killed the opponent without damaging the opponent's primordial power in the slightest.
Although the Seven-Colored Supreme Blood and Dragon Blood's Cross Godslayer are more powerful, their power is hard to control. A single strike would pulverize the Destiny Child of the Golden Crow clan, and their source power would be scattered in a single palm.
This primordial power was not wasted at all; it was completely devoured by Huo Ling'er. After swallowing it in one gulp, it immediately returned to the chaotic space and spat out a mass of energy toward an ancient Fusang tree.
"Buzz!"
The massive trunk of the ancient Fusang tree trembled, absorbing all the power. Immediately, Long Chen was shocked to discover that on the branch of the ancient Fusang tree, a golden bird was perched.
The little bird was only palm-sized, extraordinarily majestic, with three legs on its feet, golden flames swirling around it—it was the Three-Legged Golden Crow.
As soon as the little bird appeared, Long Chen immediately sensed Huo Ling'er's soul fluctuations on its body, and also sensed a strange aura.
"It worked, it worked!"
Huo Ling'er transformed into a little girl, lifting the tiny three-legged golden crow in one hand, waving her arms and legs with excitement. As soon as the three-legged golden crow appeared, the entire ancient Fusang forest began to stir. Their power slowly infused into the golden crow's body, and in almost an instant, it grew from the size of a sparrow to the size of a rooster.
As it grew, its fluctuations became increasingly powerful. Long Chen was also surprised—this was truly an extraordinary discovery.
"Die!"
At that moment, a thunderous roar echoed in Long Chen's ears. All the Jinwu clan experts charged at him like madmen.