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Evilmoon rested heavily on Long Chen’s shoulder, its dark presence tainting the air with a sinister killing intent that seemed to warp the very laws of nature.
During their time together, Evilmoon had grown even stronger, and its murderous aura was also more oppressive, like a weapon forged in the depths of hell itself. Its very name was synonymous with death and devastation.
Together, Long Chen and Evilmoon unleashed an overwhelming killing intent—so intense that even the strongest experts around felt a primal fear when looking at them. Their souls quivered, and they could not help but tremble.
Even Ye Lingkong and the others outside of the barrier felt it. This kind of killing intent infected the soul and drew out the most primal fear in a person’s heart. Despite their high cultivation, even half-step Divine Emperors felt fear gnawing at their hearts.
In front of death, all people were equal. Perhaps death was truly the fairest thing in this world.
Long Chen walked toward Ye Linfeng, his eyes icy and unforgiving, like a death god from hell. The space behind him was constantly twisting and collapsing.
“The human race is so foolish because they lack reverence and gratitude,” Long Chen's voice was as icy as it was cutting. “The weak should revere the strong because the strong can take everything they have at any moment. However, the strong also need to respect the weak; otherwise, the tables will turn when the weak grow stronger. You don’t understand this, do you? You think your little power and your connections make you a god, and you are entitled to kill others at will? Let alone you, even Lord Brahma almost had his Yuan Spirit destroyed and his Dao vanish. And you, a mere quasi-god, what gives you the right to be so arrogant?”
Long Chen’s voice struck like thunder, reverberating through everyone present.
Ye Linfeng was a generation’s genius, someone with his own god inheritance and the support of countless years of accumulated faith energy. But now, he seemed like a frightened rabbit cornered by a tiger. The two of them were incomparable.
At this moment, Long Chen’s words were like a heavenly sovereign’s murmur, yet also like a devil god’s hiss. It shook people’s souls, including Ye Linfeng’s.
Regrettably, with his eyes gone and his face disfigured, people couldn’t see what kind of expression he had. He trembled—whether with anger or fear, no one could say.
“A little ant like you, what gives you the right to judge a god?! You think this is all I’m capable of?! You’re wrong!” roared Ye Linfeng, his voice distorted and slurred without a proper set of mouth and teeth.
The spectators were barely able to understand what he was saying, but the confidence in his voice was unmistakable.
“Faith energy ignition!” With a furious shout, Ye Linfeng was engulfed in milky white flames as his faith energy ignited, unleashing a sacred and blinding aura.
“Heavens, he still had a trump card!” exclaimed someone.
Just as people thought it was over, Ye Linfeng’s aura soared once again.
“Igniting faith energy?” a demon expert observing from the sidelines muttered. “That’s a steep price to pay. Faith energy is difficult to accumulate. By igniting it, he will gain temporary power, but the lost faith energy might take thousands or tens of thousands of years to replenish. In that case, he won’t make it for this reopening of the nine heavens, and he’ll miss his chance to condense heaven vein dragon qi. Even if he does kill Long Chen now, it won’t be worth it. He’ll never be able to catch up to us.”
The demon expert had a decent relationship with Ye Linfeng, though it was more like a business relationship. After all, the faction behind him wanted to use his relationship with Ye Linfeng to uplift themselves.
Now that Ye Linfeng had ignited his faith energy, his cultivation base would stall for a while, causing him to fall from the peak. As the Martial God Hall had countless experts, his position would quickly be taken by someone else. Since that was the case, the demon expert’s efforts to form a relationship with Ye Linfeng would be in vain.
As Ye Linfeng’s faith energy blazed, his wild pressure shook heaven and earth. Yet, Long Chen’s pace was unbroken as he walked toward him, one step at a time.
“Even if we’re all ants, who dares to say an ant can’t climb to the top of the world?” Long Chen declared coldly.
These words struck the Hidden Dragon warriors deeply. After all, they had once been top heavenly geniuses in their sects. However, after arriving at the Wind God Sea Pavilion, they were drowned out by the countless heavenly geniuses. At that moment, they realized just how ordinary and weak they were, feeling as insignificant as ants.
In the Wind God Sea Pavilion, the native disciples called them ants and insects to describe their weakness and inferiority. While they wanted to counterattack and prove themselves, reality was cruel. Every time they tried, they were beaten and were only mocked more.
It was a dark period of their lives. They had thought they would only be ant-like existences in the Wind God Sea Pavilion until their longevity ran out.
However, Long Chen triggered the grand ambitions buried deep within their hearts. Since Long Chen and Tang Wan-er had crawled up from the bottom of the mortal world, who could say for sure that an ant could not walk to the peak of the world?
“You filthy bug, shut your mouth! I’ll kill you, and then these women—!” Ye Linfeng snarled.
In an instant, starlight burst beneath Long Chen’s feet. He surged forward, swinging Evilmoon at Ye Linfeng.
Ye Linfeng bit back his curse, hastily raising an ancient bronze bell that was covered in glowing white runes to intercept the strike.
Evilmoon struck the bell with a force that sent a shockwave rippling through the battlefield. A sound like tearing metal echoed, and many onlookers coughed blood, disoriented and reeling from the impact.
Tang Wan-er and the others were no exception. They felt a painful ringing in their ears, a jarring force that seemed to shake them from the inside out.
Long Chen staggered back a few steps, but Ye Linfeng fared worse. Blood dribbled from his lips as the flames around him dimmed slightly. From this one clash, Long Chen knew that this bronze bell was no ordinary object. It radiated immense faith energy, which marked it as a true faith divine weapon.
After that, Long Chen snorted and poured astral energy into Evilmoon without reservation. With this infusion, Evilmoon’s sinister aura soared to a new level, and it slashed at Ye Linfeng again.
The previous attack had been entirely Evilmoon’s power. But now, the two joined forces and launched an apocalyptic attack.
“Know your place, you ant!” shouted Ye Linfeng.
Knowing that anything less than his full power would spell his end, Ye Linfeng gathered every bit of his ignited faith energy, pouring it into the bronze bell.
BOOM!
The ground shook as these two divine weapons collided again, releasing a blast so intense that everyone nearby instinctively covered their ears and erected layer upon layer of protective barriers. They could only watch as these two peerless divine weapons smashed into each other.