Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6029 Flashy Light

The Dragonblood Legion’s massacre lasted two days and one night. During that time, they annihilated 158 powerful factions. The number of Sovereign Lords they slew surpassed ten thousand, and among them was a true Sovereign Lord.

This shocking news spread like wildfire across every corner of the nine heavens and ten lands. Just as Long Chen had anticipated, the name of the Dragonblood Legion thundered throughout the world.

Within the Sovereign Emperor Heaven, many middle- and low-tier human factions stood isolated, with no one to rely on. They had sought the protection of supreme sects, but they all ignored them. To those titanic powers—especially to Lord Brahma—they were worth less than dust.

With the rise of the ten thousand races, many such small factions were slaughtered mercilessly. Helpless and hopeless, many gave up resistance entirely, waiting in despair for death to claim them.

They were simply too weak—so weak that they couldn’t even hope to survive the storm.

Some of them had managed to nurture one or two Sovereign sprouts. At first, they had hoped that these sprouts would rise and lead them to glory.

But when they stepped out from their minor worlds and walked once more in the nine heavens, they were struck with the cruel reality: Sovereign sprouts were everywhere.

In desperation, some factions tried sending their Sovereign sprouts to larger sects, just to preserve their bloodlines. But even then, they had to pass brutal trials just to qualify.

For the smaller factions, raising even a single Sovereign sprout was enough to bankrupt them. Though the sprouts could be gifted, their foundations were unstable without proper resources. They were overshadowed by peers from wealthier sects.

The major sects were already burdened with too many Sovereign sprouts. They were even looking for ways to cull the numbers, choosing only to invest in the elites. They had no interest in half-formed talents raised in desolate corners.

And so, even some Sovereign sprouts could only wait silently for death. As for the ordinary folk? They had no hope at all.

But just as the ten thousand races started their brutal purge of the human race, the Dragonblood Legion descended like a tempest, violently striking back and raising their butcher’s blades toward the ten thousand races.

In two days and a night, they slaughtered 158 non-human factions. The ones who fled were hunted down and slaughtered to the last.

News spread with terrifying speed. Across distant battlefields, the invaders abruptly retreated.

Some human cities were down to their last legs when the enemies suddenly withdrew. These cities didn’t know what was happening as their communications had been cut off from the rest of the world.

The ten thousand races were finally afraid. Even factions backed by true Sovereign Lords were not safe.

However, their fear wasn’t directed at the current Dragonblood Legion—it was fear of what the Legion would become.

Even in the Heaven Saint realm, the Dragonblood warriors could kill a true Sovereign Lord by joining forces. Once they reached the Human Emperor realm, wouldn’t true Sovereign Lords fall as easily as leaves in autumn? And what about when the Dragonblood warriors reached the Divine Emperor realm? The Sovereign realm?

The humans who were saved by this finally learned of what was happening beyond their borders. Many were so overcome with emotion they knelt down and cried out the Dragonblood Legion’s name in worship.

Anyone with the slightest brains could tell what the Dragonblood Legion was doing. They wanted the whole world to see their power, their potential.

They could be insignificant now to the titanic powers of the world—but what about in the future?

Long Chen had issued a blood-soaked warning to the ten thousand races: if you dare to slaughter the human race wantonly, the Dragonblood Legion will repay you in kind. Don’t come crying when the blade falls.

His challenge letter was written not in ink—but in the blood of over ten thousand Sovereign Lords.

Soon, people started noticing a pattern: Long Chen’s targets had all massacred human cities and sects. This was retribution, plain and brutal. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Unexpectedly, when news of Long Chen slaughtering the ten thousand races spread, an unexpected second storm began to rise.

Another wave of slaughter surged across the lands—this time, a true counterattack by the human race. From within the darkness, monsters of their own appeared. Human warriors swept through cities occupied by the ten thousand races, bathing them in blood just like the Dragonblood Legion had.

This counterattack reinvigorated the human race, showing that the human race had not fallen. The human race still had powerful experts.

Other than the Dragonblood Legion, there were many more amazing heavenly geniuses. The ten thousand races were not qualified to enslave them—let alone treat them as food.

Strangely, these human experts did not leave behind names. Only death and the lingering pressure of Heaven Saints remained where they passed.

Only one left his mark.

This man slaughtered an entire city, then drew every corpse into a massive coffin. On that coffin, he scrawled a single line:

“The limitless palace in front of the limitless mountain, the limitless pine in front of the limitless gate, the dreams of heavenly geniuses vanish without a trace as soon as they encounter Mo Nian!”

What was most terrifying was that this man had, reportedly, slain over ten factions in a single day by himself. He also left the body of a true Sovereign Lord dangling from a flagpole like a war banner.

How could a Heaven Saint slay a true Sovereign Lord in a single combat? This news was incredibly shocking.

The Dragonblood Legion had required combined force to kill a true Sovereign Lord, yet Mo Nian had done it solo? Was he stronger than even the Dragonblood Legion?

Later, it was revealed that this true Sovereign Lord had been poisoned—his bones rotting away. Whether Mo Nian had poisoned him or not, no one knew.

Regardless, Mo Nian’s feat rocked the world, and his name blazed across the heavens.

In contrast, the other mysterious human powerhouses continued their campaign without identity. They would annihilate a city and then vanish without a trace. But this mysteriousness only deepened the fear. Unknown enemies were always more frightening.

One by one, the various races withdrew from human territory. Even those who had only seized part of a city or shared rule fled in panic.

This storm lasted a full ten days before all the invaders in the human race’s territory completely retreated.

The morale of the human race surged. The actions of Long Chen, Mo Nian, and countless unnamed heroes ignited a flame of hope.

The ten thousand races fell silent. Their assault had started with overwhelming force, but its abrupt end felt strange, almost unnatural.

In theory, these races should also have terrifying existences with profound foundations. They should be comparable to the Jiuli race and the violet blood race, yet none of them made a move.

Setting everything else aside, the fact that Long Chen, Mo Nian, and the other human heavenly geniuses had emerged to slaughter their so-called geniuses should have at least provoked a response. Even if only to save face, they should have sent someone to retaliate. They couldn’t afford to look weak.

But instead, there was only silence.

It didn’t make sense. There had to be something more behind it.

And just as everyone was growing increasingly suspicious, a certain rumor suddenly spread like wildfire…

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