Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6312 The Heaven’s Spine Mountain Range

Other than Long Yu, everyone else was dead. The stench of blood hung thick in the air, and the echoes of their terrified screams seemed to linger, haunting the battlefield.

Long Yu shivered. His former arrogance and bravado had vanished without a trace.

Perhaps before this, his fearlessness came from being locked in a combat state, where his mind had no space to think about death.

But now that the battle was over, that illusion was gone. Terror surged like a tide, and his desire to live roared a thousand times stronger than before.

Long Chen leaned back in his chair as if it were a throne, his posture carrying the weight of the Yama King who ruled life and death.

Before that presence, Long Yu shook like a leaf in a storm. He was utterly spent, and his body no longer obeyed him.

Di Mengyao quietly walked over and sat on the ground. She didn’t dare look at Long Yu, unable to reconcile that this quivering broken man was the same figure who had led so many experts so confidently just moments ago.

Not even half an incense stick had passed since Long Chen arrived. The battle had ended, and Long Yu had gone from domineering leader to helpless prisoner. The contrast was so stark it felt unreal.

Long Chen waved his hand, summoning a chair for Di Mengyao. But she shook her head. Sitting down beside him felt like blasphemy.

Perhaps there were people qualified to sit next to Long Chen, but she knew she was not one of them. To her, simply standing by his side was already the highest glory.

“W-what do you want to know?” Long Yu stammered, panicked. Terror had full control over him now.

This was exactly as Long Chen had predicted. That was the reason he had kept Long Yu alive—not because he was stronger than the others, but because his heart was the weakest.

Too many people put on a facade of dominance to mask the fragility within. Once that shell was stripped away, they collapsed entirely. Long Chen had seen countless experts like this.

“When it comes to the core secrets of the vile dragon race... I... I have spiritual restrictions,” Long Yu stuttered desperately. “If I say a single word about them... I’ll instantly die!”

Whether he answered or not, death awaited him. Worse, the death from those restrictions would be slow and agonizing. The thought of such torment made him quiver all the more, especially as he recalled the countless experts of the nine heavens he had once tortured to death.

“Evilmoon, do you have any solution?” Long Chen asked calmly. This was indeed a thorny problem.

“Yes.”

“Really? What do you need?” Long Chen’s eyes lit up with delight.

“Kill him.”

“Fuck off!” Long Chen rolled his eyes. If he killed Long Yu, how would he interrogate him?

Just then, Zhi Zhi’s voice rang out, and it surprised Long Chen. Zhi Zhi said that it wanted to try, though it wasn’t completely confident.

Long Yu was powerful, and his position in the vile dragon race was clearly high, which meant he likely carried many secrets that were invaluable to Long Chen.

“Since you can’t say, sorry about this,” Long Chen sighed.

Just as he raised his hand, he gave Di Mengyao a meaningful look.

Di Mengyao instantly understood, but she did not retreat. “Lord Long Chen, go ahead. I’m not so gutless.”

“What... what are you doing?!” shouted a terrified Long Yu.

BOOM!

The earth exploded, and black vines shot out of the earth, wrapping around Long Yu and lifting him into the air.

His screams echoed as vines suddenly sprouted from his back. These weren’t ordinary vines—they were grown from his very body, as though they were a part of him. This was Zhi Zhi’s newly awakened divine ability: Blood Soul Parasitism.

In the next instant, black vines pierced through Long Yu’s eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The agony made him convulse violently, but he could no longer utter a sound.

Even though Di Mengyao had steeled herself, she still shuddered at the ghastly sight.

Just then, Zhi Zhi’s voice rang out in Long Chen’s mind, indicating that Long Chen could start.

Long Chen organized his thoughts and asked, “Who is the strongest expert of your vile dragon race? What level have they reached?”

Though Long Yu could not respond, a strange, artificial voice emerged instead.

“Our vile dragon race’s number one expert is called Long Wu. He has condensed 998 Sovereign flames.”

“Nine hundred and ninety-eight...” Di Mengyao muttered in shock.

Though gentle by nature, she had immense pride in her cultivation speed. She wasn’t the strongest, but she was the fastest among her peers. Yet, hearing that a vile dragon had condensed 998 Sovereign flames left her utterly shaken.

Just then, a vine protruding from Long Yu’s back shuddered, and curse runes appeared on it.

“Not good! The spiritual restriction is a curse!” Long Chen bellowed, his heart sinking.

The vile dragon was truly vicious to place such a curse on their heavenly geniuses. Once this curse was triggered, its power was unimaginable.

Zhi Zhi’s vine crumbled under the curse, but the malignant energy did not spread further. At the cost of that vine, Zhi Zhi successfully dispelled the curse.

Though it came at a price, the cost was tolerable.

Seeing this, Long Chen exhaled in relief, inwardly amazed at Zhi Zhi’s abilities.

“If he has 998 Sovereign flames, then Long Wu’s power is unimaginable,” said Di Mengyao, doing her best to calm down.

Long Chen nodded. Qing Yi had previously said that condensing the last three Sovereign flames was as difficult as ascending the heavens. The difference in power was just as large.

Di Mengyao had 996 Sovereign flames. Without activating his astral gates, even the total sum of Long Chen’s energies could not match her core energy.

From that, it was possible to extrapolate that Long Wu’s power was absolutely terrifying. He was only one step from the peak.

“Where is he now?” demanded Long Chen.

“The Heaven’s Spine Mountain Range! He is receiving the legacy of the ten thousand ancestors!” answered Long Yu.

“The Heaven’s Spine Mountain Range? The mountain range that splits the entire heaven region’s battlefield in two?”

Long Chen was startled and hastily took out the map the Shadow Devil Bat race had given him.