Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

Long Chen grabbed the falcon-eyed man’s throat and yanked him out of his concealed space. Terror filled that man’s falcon eyes, which contained a spatial power that specialized in ambush tactics. As an eight-vein Heaven Saint, he had never even considered Long Chen a threat.

He hadn’t even activated the power of his core veins, opting for speed and stealth instead. His plan was simple—capture Long Chen in one swift strike. But the moment he emerged from his cloaked space, Long Chen caught him.

“Remember, you weren’t killed by me. You were killed by your own stupidity,” Long Chen muttered.

Long Chen stared at the horrified man and tightened his grip ever so slightly. A sickening crack echoed as the man’s body trembled, the light vanishing from his eyes. His Spiritual Strength dissipated, leaving behind nothing but a lifeless husk.

Long Chen tossed the corpse into the primal chaos space. Instantly, it morphed into a massive bird. Normally, he would let the black soil devour it, but with Wilde back, he decided to let his old friend feast instead.

Just as Long Chen had said, this fool had perished due to his own arrogance. Xue Yingfeng hadn’t even bothered to warn him, using him as nothing more than a test subject to gauge Long Chen’s strength. Yet, the man had been so overconfident that he lost his life before he could even do anything.

“Xue Yingfeng, are you afraid?” asked Long Chen.

Long Chen clasped his hands behind his back and eyed Xue Yingfeng disdainfully, relishing the flicker of fear in his opponent’s gaze.

“Just now, who was the one shouting for me to come out and die? Now that I’m here, where is he?” mocked Long Chen.

His mocking words made Xue Yingfeng’s fists clench in rage. As the prince of the Blood Crystal Demon Lizard race, he was their pride.

Crystalline dragons surged behind him, their presence warping the world around. His aura was dozens of times stronger than when he had been a seven-vein Heaven Saint.

“Foolish human, You only won last time because of underhanded tricks. If that barbarian hadn’t interfered at the last moment, you would have been torn to pieces! I don’t know why your aura has changed, but it doesn’t matter. No matter what tricks you have up your sleeve, you will die today!”

With a roar, Xue Yingfeng thrust his hand forward, causing the void to rupture and divine light to fill the sky. A colossal battle-axe appeared in his grasp, its pole and head encrusted with dazzling jewels. Every single jewel pulsed with blood-colored runes swirling inside of it.

When this battle-axe appeared, Long Chen’s instincts screamed danger. It felt like some primordial beast had set its sights on him.

“Wow, it seems this is your real weapon. I’m curious, why didn’t you use this weapon before?” asked Long Chen.

“Hahaha!” Xue Yingfeng laughed. “Back then, you weren’t worthy of dying by its blade.”

“I see. So you either didn’t have it or weren’t strong enough to use it. If it’s neither of those reasons, I’ll cut off my own head and give it to you,” Long Chen said, his voice dripping with scorn.

Last time, Xue Yingfeng had been beaten so badly that he had to flee, nearly crying for help. If he had possessed such a weapon then, he would have wielded it without hesitation. Long Chen refused to believe otherwise.

“You…!” Xue Yingfeng's face twisted in fury, but he couldn't refute it. The Blood Lizard Battle-Axe was a treasure of the Blood Crystal Demon Lizard race, a Divine Emperor weapon. Only after condensing his eighth core vein did he finally gain the strength to barely awaken it. Even now, he couldn’t control its full power, but wielding even a fraction of it filled him with newfound confidence.

“Cut the crap. Your companions are in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, right? Heh, don’t worry. After I kill you, I’ll personally hack it apart and send them to accompany you in death. As for that divine daughter of the Wind God Sea Pavilion… I’ve taken a liking to her. I won’t kill her so easily, hahaha—!”

Xue Yingfeng’s laughter was abruptly cut off by an explosive impact.

Long Chen had moved like a phantom, and his resounding slap shattered Xue Yingfeng’s crystalline head into fragments.

The sudden turn of events made the demon experts jump in shock. Nine dragon veins had briefly surfaced on Long Chen’s palm. But after obliterating Xue Yingfeng’s head, they vanished without a trace.

“Are you a pig who never learns?” Long Chen sneered.

Though headless, Xue Yingfeng didn’t die. He staggered backward, his head regenerating instantly.

“You damned ant! I’ll grind you to dust!” Xue Yingfeng roared, fury distorting his features.

As he raised his divine weapon high, his eight heaven veins ignited, channeling their immense power into the battle-axe. The crystals embedded in the axe flared one by one, radiating an apocalyptic aura.

With a deafening roar, he swung the Blood Lizard Battle-Axe downward, unleashing a strike that could shatter mountains. This was his all-or-nothing gambit. After all, he knew he couldn’t match Long Chen in close-range combat. His only hope was to end it in a single decisive blow, and he couldn’t let Long Chen use any tricks.

“There are plenty of people who want to kill me. The real question is—do you have what it takes?” Long Chen sneered.

The space behind Long Chen trembled as nine colossal dragons emerged, their roars shaking the heavens. In the blink of an eye, their sacred aura covered the battlefield, paralyzing the demon experts with their sheer pressure.

“Nine core veins?!”

Xue Yingfeng’s eyes widened in horror, but there was no time for shock. He poured every ounce of his strength into the battle-axe, determined to cleave Long Chen in two.

Yet, Long Chen remained calm. Instead of drawing a weapon, he calmly raised his hand. Dragon scales materialized across his palm, golden runes flowing over them like liquid fire. As the monstrous battle-axe descended, Long Chen simply reached out to meet the devastating strike head-on.

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