Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

BOOM!

Little Nine and Bai Xiaole’s combined attack was far stronger than Little Nine’s solo assault. Even half-step Human Emperors couldn’t endure it and were sent flying.

However, the sea demons’ bodies were truly formidable. Their thick, armor-like scales absorbed most of the impact. As a result, not a single sea demon perished under Little Nine’s attack.

“Thank you, warriors of the Southern and Northern Alliances. The Dragonblood Legion will remember this debt. Please retreat and leave the rest to us!” shouted Guo Ran, sighing when he saw how many people had just died to buy them time.

With another heavy sigh, Guo Ran turned back, his golden crossbow appearing in his hands. He unleashed his Thousand Arrows like they cost nothing. One arrow after another shot out, transforming into a wild storm of arrows raining down on the sea demon race.

Screams of the sea demons permeated the battlefield. Although their scales were tough enough to block the first wave of attacks, they couldn’t block the second. And even if they could block the second, they couldn’t block the third.

Seeing the fallen warriors of the Southern and Northern Alliances ignited a blazing hatred within Guo Ran—hatred for his enemies and hatred for himself. As the commander, he had failed to sense the temporal current moving them. Their deaths were on him.

“Kill!”

Bai Shishi, Xia Chen, Gu Yang, and the others roared, launching into battle. Until now, they had been focused on support, ensuring that not a single Dragonblood warrior perished. But everything had changed. The warriors of the Southern and Northern Alliances had sacrificed themselves for Long Chen and them.

Their grief ignited unquenchable killing intent and fury. This fury demanded retribution, and only the blood of their enemies could ease it.

Now, the Dragonblood Legion clashed head-on with the sea demon race. Though vastly outnumbered, their blades carved through the sea demon tide, leaving carnage in their wake.

Behind them, the Hidden Dragon Legion followed suit, their lethality no less terrifying. Their sword qi reaped countless sea demons.

The dragon race and the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s experts filled in the gaps, supporting from behind. They weren’t as powerful as the Dragonblood or Hidden Dragon Legions. But they did what they could—cleaning up the remnants, maintaining formations, and ensuring the Dragonblood warriors could fight without restraint.

Among the dragon race army, powerful figures like Chi Wufeng and Mo Yang gritted their teeth. Once, they had been unrivaled in their own time, yet now they were mere spectators. At this moment, let alone competing with Long Chen, if they didn’t work hard, then even the ordinary Dragonblood warriors would surpass them.

Most of these experts had been sealed since the primal chaos era, and preserving them had used up an astronomical amount of resources. Did they waste so much just to become spectators in this battle?

With that realization, the dragon race and Wind God Sea Pavilion’s experts redoubled their efforts, maintaining formations while slaughtering their enemies. They had to prove their worth, or they wouldn’t have the motivation to live any longer.

The battlefield was a maelstrom of slaughter, but the fatfuck of the sea demon race only stood at the edge of the carnage, her cold eyes locked onto a single figure.

She was staring at a beautiful woman whose hair and robes billowed beautifully, as if she were an ethereal goddess.

“I didn’t expect such a hidden expert here. It seems you’ve just condensed your thirteenth vein,” the fat woman sneered, her venomous gaze narrowing even further.

She was correct. Tang Wan-er had been absorbing the sacred energy pouring from the barrier, and just moments ago, she had successfully condensed her thirteenth heaven vein.

Upon waking, Tang Wan-er was shocked by the battlefield’s chaos and immediately attacked the fat sea demon, disrupting her control and allowing the Dragonblood Legion to break free.

Now, Tang Wan-er’s thirteen heaven veins gave off powerful divine energy fluctuations, shocking everyone. They had never expected the Dragonblood Legion to be hiding such a terrifying expert.

“What you just used wasn’t spatial energy,” Tang Wan-er noted coldly. “It was water energy. You control it so perfectly that you can move people without them even noticing. Who are you?”

The fat woman cackled, her rolls of flesh shaking with the effort. “Hah! Why would I tell you, just because you’re prettier?”

Suddenly, her expression twisted into something sinister. Space warped in front of Tang Wan-er, and out of nowhere, a claw swiped at her face.

There had been no warning.

Tang Wan-er instinctively shot backward, narrowly avoiding it. This claw was translucent, and after attacking, it vanished just like that.

A thin bloody line appeared on Tang Wan-er’s cheek.

The fat woman grinned, revealing jagged, shark-like teeth.

“I despise women prettier than me. I especially despise strong and beautiful women,” said the fat woman while licking her lips. “Before I kill Long Chen and seize the Emperor Blood Crystal, I think I should tear your face apart first.” ṘἈΝộᛒЁS̩

Behind her, thirteen massive water dragons roared. The ten thousand Daos rumbled as her immense body suddenly hurtled toward Tang Wan-er like a meteor of flesh.

“Wind’s peak, Heaven Splitter!”

Tang Wan-er’s sword cut through the air in a seemingly light slash. But the moment it fell, an explosive gale ripped through space, tearing open the void itself. A black rift streaked toward her opponent.

BOOM!

The sea demon woman didn’t even dodge and took the attack head-on.

In the next instant, she was split clean in two.

Gasps rang out, but before anyone could react, her halved body suddenly morphed into two separate figures. Two identical morbidly obese figures lunged at Tang Wan-er from both sides.

“What?!”

Even after being bisected, she was completely unscathed. Everyone was stunned. Just what kind of ability was this?!

Meanwhile, a new threat moved.

“If this continues, the Emperor Blood Crystal will fall into Long Chen’s hands. I’m not wasting time here.”

A figure shot toward the Dragonblood Legion. It was Fantian De, who had waited long enough.

In a flash, he appeared above the Dragonblood Legion, raising his hand as faith energy gathered in his palm.

But before he could unleash his attack—

“Dragonblood Cross Slash!”

Guo Ran roared. Instantly, all the Dragonblood warriors’ heaven veins dimmed.

“What?!”

Fantian De’s eyes widened. At that moment, a giant cross materialized in the sky.

And then, it slammed into him.

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