Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6310 Dragon Blood Heaven Blocking Shield

Another Netherdragon expert fell. The instant Long Chen joined the battle, the fight reached a fever pitch, yet only a few breaths had passed.

In that short span, four of the Netherdragon race’s top experts had been slain. Meanwhile, Long Chen remained completely unscathed. Not even a single hair on his head was out of place, as though the battlefield itself bent to his will.

Di Mengyao’s eyes were shining as she watched. With Evilmoon protecting her, she could focus entirely on observing the battle. Long Chen’s movement technique and combat skills were flawless.

Even while surrounded, he never truly fought all of them at once. No matter how many attacks came, their timing was never perfectly in sync. Long Chen seized on those minute differences, slipping through their strikes with terrifying precision.

Others might notice such gaps, but they would lack the speed and instinct to exploit them. But for Long Chen, every flaw in their coordination became a fatal opening.

Another nine-hundred-flame divine sprout fell beneath his hand. An existence of this caliber stood at the very peak of the heaven region’s battlefield. Yet, against Long Chen, they were powerless, their strength meaning nothing.

In truth, the combat strength Long Chen displayed wasn’t even overwhelming. After all, the strongest vile dragon expert still held his ground against him. Their powers seemed nearly equal. And yet, despite this balance, Long Chen could dictate the flow of the fight, systematically culling his enemies one by one.

The moment another Netherdragon expert died, Long Chen’s aura surged. Though he tried to suppress it, he failed.

Sovereign flames roared into the sky, and a dragon’s sacred might exploded outward. 732 Sovereign flames spiraled around his body like blazing stars.

The deaths of four Netherdragon elites had poured an ocean of energy into him. His Sovereign flames erupted like an unstoppable volcano.

As they raged, a sacred dragon might swept across the battlefield. Qi waves split the void, shattering Grand Dao runes like brittle glass. The surrounding experts were hurled back, their eyes wide with terror.

“Lord Lord Chen...!” Di Mengyao’s voice trembled. Overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of those flames, she could barely even speak.

Long Chen’s Sovereign flames blazed into a majestic violet sea—mysterious and dazzling. Their light even swallowed the stars in the heavens. The sacred dragon might they released made countless experts instinctively tremble with the urge to kneel.

“How is this possible? He only has around 700 Sovereign flames! How can his aura be this powerful?!” The Netherdragon and vile dragon experts were aghast.

The force of those seven hundred flames reached deep into their souls, dragging out their primal terror. This wasn’t a mere difference in numbers—this was power that shattered their understanding.

Long Chen dismissed his astral energy entirely, allowing his Sovereign flames to rage unchecked. They could no longer be suppressed.

In just a few breaths, his flames had soared from five hundred to seven hundred. For anyone else, that kind of sudden surge would have been disastrous, tearing their flames out of control. But Long Chen’s Supreme Bone refined and stabilized the eruption.

“He must be out of astral energy! This is his final trump card!” Long Yu roared, with greed flickering in his eyes. “His Sovereign flames are strange—each one is condensed to an unimaginable level! Their sacred energy isn’t even inferior to Di Mengyao’s! If we kill him and seize both of their flames, we’ll reach the peak of Sovereign flames!”

Long Yu could sense incredibly powerful fluctuations coming from Long Chen’s Sovereign flames. He had never seen such pure Sovereign flames before.

“Kill!”

Blood qi surged skyward as Long Yu ignited his essence blood and soul. To obtain Long Chen’s Sovereign flames, he was going all out. The next moment, his aura grew wilder, more violent, like a bloodthirsty wild dragon.

“Wild Dragon Heaven Raker!”

Long Yu’s manifestation detonated, all of its might condensing into a colossal dragon claw that descended to tear the heavens apart.

This attack contained his full power. He was betting everything on it.

“Kill!”

The others followed his lead, igniting blood and soul. Their divine weapons screamed as they unleashed their deadliest arts.

Locked in place by Long Yu’s heaven-rending claw, Long Chen now faced the combined all-out strike of every expert at once.

At this sight, Di Mengyao’s heart clenched tight.

“Then I’ll start with you. Dragon Blood—Heaven Blocking Shield!” Long Chen bellowed, his voice ringing out clearly through the chaos.

Violet Sovereign flames rose within his shield. The moment they appeared, they transformed into dragons coiling around each other throughout the shield.

BOOM!

The combined might of the enemies slammed into the shield, crushing the surrounding land. Heaven’s laws were shredded, and chaos flooded the void.

Di Mengyao sensed the world quivering. It felt like she was caught in a stampede. If it weren’t for Evilmoon’s protection, she would have been trampled.

When the raging currents faded, Di Mengyao opened her eyes to a devastated world. Long Chen still stood where he had been, his Sovereign flames and manifestation completely gone. Yet, his gaze remained calm and steady.

In front of him, Long Yu was drenched in blood, one arm missing. His breathing was ragged, he gritted his teeth in agony.

Around him, the remaining vile dragon and Netherdragon experts were pale and trembling. Their auras had collapsed, their strength utterly drained. That all-out assault had consumed nearly all of their core energy, and they no longer had the ability to keep fighting.

Their eyes were filled with unwillingness. After all, whether it was Di Mengyao or Long Chen’s Sovereign flames, both were treasures beyond measure. Now, these experts could only watch helplessly, as they had lost all qualifications to compete.

“Long Chen, don’t be too happy,” Long Yu spat through blood-stained lips. “My vile dragon race already has someone who has condensed 997 Sovereign flames. Pray you never encounter him; otherwise, death will be a luxury to you.”

With that, Long Yu pulled out an ancient talisman, and his face twisted with spite as he crushed it. The next moment, divine light wrapped around him and his companions.

BOOM!

Their figures vanished in an explosion of radiance. After that, the void trembled and steadied... only for them to suddenly reappear.

Confusion filled their eyes, followed by visible horror.

“Oh? Back so soon?” Long Chen asked, his lips curling into a grin. “It seems you can’t bear to leave me. In that case... you can stay forever.”

That grin was chilling. Long Chen’s teeth gleamed like a wild beast’s fangs, sharp and bloodthirsty, promising nothing but despair.