As he spoke, a man over ten feet tall, with nothing growing on his head and densely covered in black markings, walked out from the Dark Dragon Clan's Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
His entire face, including his scalp, was covered in black markings, like a black venomous snake, making one's scalp tingle.
Although Long Chen's face was also covered with flame runes, the runes on his face were symmetrical, making him look like he was wearing a finely crafted mask.
The bald man's black runes were not only chaotic but also layered, and as he moved, those runes crawled like venomous snakes, giving people goosebumps.
"Aura of the Nether Emperor."
When Long Chen saw that man, his heart raced wildly. He immediately thought of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu, whose aura was exactly the same as the one he had killed.
The first time Long Chen fought the Nether Dragon Amaterasu, he didn't have this aura yet. Later, when Long Chen couldn't defeat Long Chen and sacrificed himself, the second time he met him, he already had this aura.
This is the aura of the Nether Emperor, meaning this person bears the Nether Emperor's mark and may even carry an imperial magical artifact. In that case, their strength is truly astonishing.
The bald man stepped down from the Wanlong Nest, and with every step, the nest beneath his feet trembled, its violent aura suffocating.
"This is an ancient powerhouse, and he should be a reincarnated expert. His soul is extremely ancient. Once he enters the Heavenly Fire Demon Domain, you must be careful of him!" Bai Yingxuan's reminder echoed in Long Chen's mind.
Long Chen nodded secretly. This man was very strong, but Long Chen wasn't afraid of him. Even without the Emperor's Blood Seal's restraints, Long Chen was still unafraid. As long as they were of the same rank, whether they were ancient prodigies or reincarnated, Long Chen feared no one.
"I just woke up and realized how arrogant you are. If you're afraid, I can tie up your hands and feet and fight you one by one." The bald man from the Nether Dragon clan looked at Long Chen and said calmly.
This person's aura was not obvious; even the fluctuations of the Destiny power were extremely weak. Yet he gave off an extremely dangerous aura. No one would look down on him because of his presence. Moreover, the younger generation disciples of the Underworld Dragon clan looked at him with reverence, showing his extremely high status within the clan of the Underworld Dragon.
When the man from the Underworld Dragon clan said this, the powerful members of the Dark Dragon clan burst into laughter. They had done it on purpose. After suffering so much from Long Chen before, now that the man had appeared, they could finally hold their heads high.
"If you think I'm scared, just say I'm scared. I've already played seventeen matches today and am very tired. I need to rest well." Long Chen shook his head and said.
This person was very strong, making Long Chen feel a bit restless. However, when facing a powerhouse of this level, Long Chen couldn't hold back—it would easily expose him. Safety comes first.
Long Chen refused outright. The bald man snorted coldly and was about to speak when the elder of the Nether Dragon clan stepped forward and said,
"Wushang, forget it. Why bother arguing with someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong? Today, we have to give Brahma Heaven Pill Valley some face. Any grudges can be settled in the Heavenly Fire Demon Domain!"
In fact, the bald man's appearance was rather abrupt. The elder from Brahma Pill Valley had just said this matter would end here, and then he ran out—clearly a slap in the face to Brahma Pill Valley.
The elder from Brahma Pill Valley immediately looked grim. Fortunately, the elder from the Nether Dragon clan was not blind; stepping out now to smooth things over still gave him a chance to make amends.
The elder of Brahma Pill Valley said, "Thank you very much. I hope everyone in the Cold Heaven Domain will follow the rules and not make things difficult for us." After
speaking, the elder of Brahma Pill Valley left with his people, and the Golden Crow clan experts also left with grim faces.
The most frustrated were them. They never expected Long Chen to be so cunning, so strong, yet deliberately deceiving their disciples. It was utterly disastrous.
Long Chen also walked with the others toward the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. At that moment, the bald powerhouse's voice came from behind:
"Remember my name—Minglong Wushang, because he will twist your head off."
Without turning his head, Long Chen said, "Hearing things like yours almost makes my ears callouse, and everyone who says such things to me without exception dies quite brutally." After
Long Chen finished speaking, he had already entered the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. It seemed the bald man's cold sneer could be heard behind him, but with the formation blocking the way, it was impossible to hear what he was saying.
"Long Chen, why do you have to go to such lengths to kill the Jinwu clan's lackeys?" After returning, Bai Yingxue couldn't help but say.
She couldn't figure it out. With Long Chen's strength, he should be able to kill a large group of such a powerful opponent in one go.
"It's nothing, just for fun!" Long Chen said with a smile.
Of course, he wouldn't tell the truth. The Golden Crow clan's primordial power must be absorbed the moment it was killed; otherwise, it would be absorbed by the Heavenly Dao, and Long Chen would have to compete against the Heavenly Dao for time.
Additionally, absorbing the power of the origin and condensing totem runes was something Huo Ling'er figured out on her own. The method was stiff and her movements were unpracticed.
If a mass kill would waste a large amount of primordial power, wouldn't that be a waste of valuable resources? A thrifty person like Long Chen would never do such a thing.
Killing them one by one was both to ensure safety and to give Huo Ling'er some practice, encouraging her to try more ways to absorb their source power.
Huo Ling'er had indeed accumulated considerable experience. By the time she killed the last Child of Destiny of the Golden Crow clan, she was already able to absorb its source power from a distance, preparing for large-scale harvesting in the future.
"You're too bad." Hearing Long Chen say this, Bai Yingxue couldn't help but laugh.
"When dealing with bad people, you should stop at nothing, without a shred of pity." Long Chen chuckled.
In any case, when dealing with enemies, Long Chen showed no mercy, because if he fell into their hands, dying would be an extremely luxurious thing.
Long Chen immersed his mind into the chaotic space. Now, within the chaotic space, eighteen Golden Crows—one large and seventeen small—were soaring above the ancient Fusang tree.
However, this golden crow is very strange. Whenever it grows from an ancient Fusang tree, it only circles around that tree and never flies to another tree.
Long Chen suddenly noticed that with these Golden Crows, the eighteen ancient Fusang trees began to grow wildly, already taller than those without Golden Crows.
This also confirmed Long Chen's earlier suspicion: the ancient Fusang tree had not grown for a long time because it had reached its limit, but with the Golden Crow, it broke through and could start growing again.
Three days passed peacefully like this. Wanlong Nest continued forward with the group, and soon, Long Chen saw the vast white snow and towering glaciers reaching into the clouds outside.
At that moment, all the powerful members of the White Dragon Clan had left the Wanlong Nest. As soon as they stepped out, a chilling cold swept over them.