Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

The figure slowly raised his head, revealing a strikingly handsome face. His sharp, slanting eyebrows framed a pair of deep violet eyes that shimmered like gemstones in the night sky.

While Little Nine also had violet eyes, they were filled with swirling runes—runic patterns of various colors that lent them ethereal beauty. In contrast, this man’s eyes were the purest, deepest shade of violet, which exuded an aura of majesty and nobility. Just looking into them created an almost irresistible urge to kneel and kowtow.

But beneath their grandeur lay something far more terrifying. Those eyes were like bottomless pools—voids of endless darkness that desired to swallow the world whole.

“Friend, you’re very handsome!” Long Chen greeted the chained man with a warm smile.

However, the man didn’t respond. The arrogance in his eyes seemed to say that he didn’t even deign to speak to Long Chen.

Long Chen raised a brow. “Sorry, I take that back. Let me start over…”

The man finally turned his gaze toward Long Chen, his lips curling into a sneer. Now, his contempt was even more apparent.

“... You piece of trash,” Long Chen finished.

The man’s eyes turned cold, his aura subtly shifting. He had clearly expected submission, not defiance.

“Xiu Yang, I know you’re here.” Ignoring Long Chen, the man suddenly called out, his voice echoing through the space. “I hear your situation is even worse than mine. Do you no longer have the face to meet me? Hahaha!”

A calm, steady voice responded, carrying with it a hint of sorrow and regret. “Zhu Yin, it has been many years. You still hate me, don’t you?”

“Of course I hate you.” Zhu Yin’s voice was laced with venom. “You suppressed me for countless years, made me live a life worse than death. Am I supposed to be grateful?”

The violet-eyed man was the Dragon Sovereign’s heart-devil. Its name was Zhu Yin[1].

Long Chen shrugged. “You were the one who refused to put in the effort to improve yourself. Why blame others?”

“Shut your mouth!” Zhu Yin roared, veins bulging at his temples.

The violet light in his eyes surged as a sharp, sinister aura erupted, filling the space.

Long Chen winced, covering his ears. “All that shouting is meaningless. If the power of your throat represented true strength, donkeys would have ruled the world by now.”

“You—!” Zhu Yin’s fury spiked. In all his years with the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign, he had never encountered someone as aggravating as Long Chen. “Xiu Yang, are you mocking me by sending this trash to face me?!”

“Zhu Yin, after all these years, you remain as brash as ever. Your intelligence, however, seems to have stagnated. Do you feel like he’s unworthy to challenge you?” asked the primal chaos Dragon Sovereign.

“Hm? Challenge me? Hahaha!”

Zhu Yin laughed like he had just heard the world’s funniest joke. The force of his laughter sent ripples through the air, causing Long Chen’s head to throb. However, he refused to look weak.

“I was stripped from you before you reached the Emperor realm. Even though you placed layers of seals on me, I now possess thirteen core veins—I’m only half a step from the Emperor realm. In this world, only you can challenge me. And yet, you send a mere boy with nine heaven veins? Are you trying to make me laugh to death? Hahaha!”

His laughter faded into a sneer. After that, he continued, “You must have some scheme. Perhaps this brat is just bait while you wait for an opportunity to strike and steal my energy? Xiu Yang, you’ve really fallen. Do you think I’d fall for it?”

The Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign replied, “Zhu Yin, you’re overthinking things. No matter how dire my situation is, I am still the dragon race’s Sovereign Xiu Yang. If I wanted to fight you, I wouldn’t resort to tricks or use someone else’s hands. Furthermore, I cannot lend Long Chen my power here, even if I wanted to.

“But I believe he has the strength to face you. Everyone who has underestimated him has perished. If you still have the pride of a dragon, if you still have the dignity of a young Sovereign, then share the energy of the dragon pillars with him. Let him condense thirteen dragon veins and fight on equal ground. Do you dare?”

Long Chen’s heart shook. It seemed that the Dragon Sovereign had already planned for this. If Long Chen wanted to advance, he would need the power of those dragon pillars.

Understanding the plan, Long Chen grinned and patted his chest. “No need. If he doesn’t dare, I’ll kick his ass with just the power of my nine veins. I have that much confidence.”

“Hahaha! You think I’d be so foolish?” Zhu Yin sneered. “You want to use the power of the dragon pillars to help him cultivate? I’ve painstakingly expelled the sealing power and kept your essence energy in the dragon pillars. It’s all in preparation for me to break the seal and merge with the laws of the Heavenly Daos. The moment I do, I’ll instantly ascend to the Emperor realm. And you think I’d share that power with this brat? Keep dreaming.”

The Dragon Sovereign indifferently said, “That choice may not be yours to make. When the altar breaks, the dragon pillars will shatter as well. Their power will be released and split between you both.”

“What a joke. Who says I have to break the altar?” Zhu Yin sneered.

“If you don’t break the altar, you will at most have the power of nine veins. Are you not worried?” asked the Dragon Sovereign.

“Hahaha! Other than you, no one in my realm is a match for me. Do you think I’d be afraid of a mere human?”

Long Chen suddenly realized the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign had been leading Zhu Yin into this confrontation from the very start. It was the only way to level the playing field—forcing a battle between them at nine veins. Otherwise, with thirteen veins, Zhu Yin would crush him effortlessly.

The Dragon Sovereign had no certainty that Long Chen could win. But the opportunity had been created. Now, it was up to Long Chen and his trump cards.

The chains binding Zhu Yin creaked ominously before suddenly shattering. He took a step forward, standing a full head taller than Long Chen. His immense Blood Qi surged like a volcano on the brink of eruption.

“Wait a moment!” shouted Long Chen. After that, he raised a hand, summoning Evilmoon and slinging it across his back.

Zhu Yin sneered. “Are you ready now?”

“One more moment!”

Long Chen clenched his fist. A surge of divine light gathered around his fist before he struck his own stomach with full force. As a result, blood spurted from his mouth, dyeing his robes red as he collapsed to the ground.

Both the Sovereign Xiu Yang and Zhu Yin were flabbergasted.

“What the hell are you doing?!” they shouted in unison.

Just then, darkness expanded in Long Chen’s eyes. As his whole eyes turned black, his robes transformed to pristine white. An icy, sinister aura rose around him.

“He…”

Even the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign was stunned.

1. Xiu Yang would be to cultivate Yang, and Zhu Yin would be to illuminate Yin. ☜

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