Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5775: Seeking Your Own Misfortune

“Kill!”

The roars of the devil experts and the Luo family disciples erupted simultaneously as they charged at each other. This was already the seventh wave of devil experts they had encountered. Since they were advancing straight through enemy territory, each wave had been stronger than the last.

At first, the enemy groups outnumbered them, but by the third wave, both sides were equal in number. Starting from the fourth, the Luo family disciples already outnumbered their opponents.

However, as the number of enemies decreased, their power soared. The sixth group had been filled with vicious monsters—though only a third of the Luo family army’s size, this group had nearly overwhelmed them.

As a result, several disciples had suffered severe injuries, with some barely escaping death, which forced them into a more defensive role.

Facing their current opponents, they felt even greater pressure. There were only a few hundred devils, yet each exuded a terrifying aura. Every move they made unleashed torrents of devil qi, suffocating the battlefield with oppressive power.

At this moment, Luo Yanfeng and the other core members were still holding their ground. But for the rest of the disciples, the battle was perilous without resorting to formations.

The last time they used formations prematurely, Long Chen scolded them, reminding them that Bi Yingxue and her forces had fought even stronger enemies without relying on formations and still returned alive. How could the Luo family disciples be inferior?

Stung by his rebuke, the Luo family disciples had made a vow—unless Long Chen ordered it, they would not form battle formations, even if it cost them their lives.

Fueled by their pride and competitive spirit, they gritted their teeth and fought ferociously, determined to prove themselves.

After several hours of brutal combat, they finally slaughtered the last of their opponents. After all, thanks to their superior numbers, they could immediately surround their enemies and prevent any from escaping.

“Same rules. You have ten minutes to rest,” Long Chen announced.

From the start, Long Chen hadn’t interfered. Though the battle had been intense, everything remained within his expectations. As long as they weren’t at immediate risk of dying, he wouldn’t step in—that was the only way for them to grow stronger.

Without a word, the disciples immediately sat down and focused on recuperation. The rate at which they were improving was astonishing. They had learned to conserve their energy in battle, not wasting a single drop, which allowed them to recover far faster than before.

Their resting time passed in the blink of an eye. Without hesitation, Long Chen led them deeper into the battlefield. When they encountered a group of devils numbering only a few dozen, Long Chen’s eyes narrowed.

“Enter formations.”

Long Chen’s decisive order snapped the disciples into action.

Despite their small numbers, the devils radiated an ominous energy. The moment the Luo family disciples appeared, the leader of the devils opened his eyes and grinned menacingly.

“How interesting. A crazy woman just fled through here with a crippled army, and now a fresh force arrives. Could it be the devil god has sent us another feast?” said the leader of the devils.

Another devil licked its sharp teeth, which still bore violet bloodstains. “Haha, such powerful violet blood! It seems fresh meat has delivered itself to our doorstep.”

Earlier, Bi Yingxue had stumbled into their territory while fleeing. Though injured, she had been strong enough to break through their blockade. However, in the process, a few hundred elite disciples lost their lives here and were eaten.

The devils were still digesting the power of the violet blood they had just consumed when a larger group of fresh meat appeared. Their excitement was palpable.

Luo Yanfeng took the lead, targeting their commander. The devil expert met him head-on with a devil blood saber.

BOOM!

The impact sent a tremor through the devil’s body, but Luo Yanfeng was knocked back six steps, nearly losing his footing. His expression changed.

“No wonder you dared to come here. It seems you do have some skill,” the devil leader sneered. “But if this is all you’ve got, you might as well say your last words to your mommy and daddy, hahaha!”

The devil leader stepped forward, swinging his devil blood saber. Blood Qi filled the air, completely locking down Luo Yanfeng.

“We’ve finally encountered some real experts. I can’t hold back any longer!” Luo Yanfeng shouted.

Gritting his teeth, Luo Yanfeng ignited his thirteen violet blood veins. As his broadsword slashed through the air, violet divine light exploded, shaking heaven and earth. The void rippled from the force, sending the devil expert flying this time.

“Hahaha! Little human, you have some ability! Alright, this will make it interesting!”

Rather than being enraged, the devil leader laughed with excitement. As he wept the blood from his mouth, his expression was filled with savage delight.

“You talk a lot!” Luo Yanfeng sneered.

Luo Yanfeng’s violet qi flared, and like a bolt of lightning, he charged forward. He unleashed sixty-six consecutive slashes in an instant, forcing his opponent into a desperate defense.

Meanwhile, Luo Ying, Luo Jiang, Zihei, and the other squad leaders each engaged a devil expert. Though slightly weaker than the leader, these devils were still incredibly powerful, making every battle an intense struggle.

The remaining devils were targeted by the disciples’ formations. However, these were basic battle formations meant for large-scale skirmishes against enemies on the same level.

They could hold their own against experts who outnumbered them dozens of times without fear. However, against a few incredibly powerful experts, its effect was limited.

They could barely hold their ground. Worse, seeing that the disciples were focusing on defense, the devils became even more aggressive, attacking with reckless abandon. If the formations broke, the disciples would be slaughtered in an instant.

Tension gripped everyone. They finally understood the true horror of the devil race’s elite warriors.

Realizing the urgency, Luo Yanfeng and the others ignited their violet blood and pushed their power to the limit. Their goal was simple—defeat their opponents as quickly as possible. If any one of them managed to beat their opponent, the balance of this battle would be broken, and the scales of victory would lean toward them.

As they fought, Long Chen stood in the sky with his hands clasped behind his back. He kept an eye on the whole battlefield.

Suddenly, one of those devil experts turned to him, thrusting his white bone spear at him.

“Are you seeking your own misfortune?” asked Long Chen.

Long Chen extended his hand, and violet runes instantly surged across his palm.