Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6577 Two Matters

Ye Boran’s appearance did not even draw a glance from Long Chen. Without acknowledging him, Long Chen walked straight toward the frail young woman.

Only then did that young woman raise her head. Her disheveled hair parted just enough to reveal a face covered in warped, centipede-like stripes.

Even Long Chen was caught off guard.

This young woman looked no older than fifteen or sixteen. Her expression was filled with resentment, but she had kept her head lowered so no one would see it.

Upon seeing Long Chen, she whispered, “Are... are you Long Chen? The one Big Sister Tianrui often talked about?”

Long Chen nodded. At this distance, he could sense the wounds hidden beneath her thin, threadbare clothes. And seeing how she clutched those two chests as though her life depended on them, he instantly understood. This young woman had endured torment after torment just to protect the last remnants of Long Tianrui.

“Patriarch, save me!”

Those four people had already been turned to ash by the Yan Xu Flame. All that remained were their Yuan Spirits.

Ye Boran frowned. They had been burning too long, and there was no saving them. He raised his hand to end their suffering.

BOOM!

A black saber-image tore through the air, shattering his palm-image.

“What?!”

The divine clans’ experts were all shocked. Ye Boran was a Divine Sovereign. Even a casual strike of his carried supreme law power, enough to force a half-step Sovereign Lord to muster their full strength. Yet, Long Chen had casually dispersed it with a single swing of his saber.

“His saber...”

Ye Boran was also surprised. When he had faced the white-robed Long Chen, this saber had not exuded such a ferocious, fiend-like aura. Now, this saber carried its own law power, resulting in this simple attack containing so much power.

“Patriarch...”

“AH!”

Seeing that even their mighty patriarch could not save them, the four of them instantly despaired. Their Yuan Spirits were incinerated.

At this sight, Ye Boran’s expression was dark.

Long Chen had increased the intensity of the Yan Xu Flame specifically to kill those women in front of Ye Boran. That was a blatant declaration of war to the divine clans. He was saying that no one could stop him from killing whoever he chose, not even a Divine Sovereign.

Seeing this, the frail woman held back her tears and pushed the two chests to Long Chen.

She said, “Long Chen, these are all that remain of Big Sister Tianrui. She left behind no corpse. Please... please find her a resting place.”

Long Chen nodded and accepted the chests. Then he extended a hand to the frail woman.

She stared at Long Chen in disbelief. After all, due to the stripes on her face, the rest of the divine clans had always viewed her as a monster. Her disfigured face had earned her a lifetime of mockery and hatred.

Only at the very end had Long Tianrui taken her in. Their few months together had been short, but they were the warmest moments of her life. However, this warmth had ended so quickly that it felt like a dream.

As Long Tianrui was dead, her immortal cave had to be emptied. Anything precious within it had been taken by others. Only a few personal belongings of little worth remained, yet the frail woman held them as if they were priceless. To her, they were the final fragments of Long Tianrui’s existence.

Even though she was beaten and mocked, she didn’t mind. She even made herself look more pitiful to amuse them, so they would allow her to keep what they considered trash.

According to Long Tianrui, Long Chen was the only man in the world worthy of being her man. And now, this man—who treated the countless experts around him as if they were nothing, who didn’t even place Patriarch Boran in his eyes—was extending his hand toward the frail woman.

She was caught off-guard, tears spilling out of her eyes. She wanted to lift her hand, yet her body trembled too much to move.

Because of her appearance, she had been bullied all her life. Even her parents had abandoned her. Inferiority had seeped into her bones. But when she looked up and saw Long Chen’s warm and encouraging gaze, she gritted her teeth and forced her hand forward.

Long Chen’s hand was large and warm. Holding his hand, she felt like the entire world became much warmer.

Ye Boran shouted, “Long Chen, you are from the divine clans, yet you treat your fellow disciples so viciously. Your hands are stained with blood—”

“Shut up!” Long Chen interrupted Ye Boran. “I’m here for two things. One is to bring away Long Tianrui’s remains and this girl. Secondly, I want the divine clans to execute Long Biluo and everyone else who attacked me in the heaven region’s battlefield.”

Hearing this, the divine clans experts were outraged. Who did Long Chen think he was? They possessed a Divine Sovereign and the Jiuli Tower, one of the primal chaos divine items. And yet Long Chen dared spout such arrogance?

“Hahaha!” Ye Boran laughed furiously. “Good, good, as expected from someone from my divine clans! You are arrogant enough! However, do you think I’d agree? Do you think you can leave Jiuli City alive?!”

“This isn’t a negotiation,” Long Chen replied coldly. “I’m informing you of your choices. Whether you live or die depends on what you do next.”

Long Chen met Ye Boran’s glare without blinking.

“As for whether you can keep me here... do you truly believe you have that ability?”

BOOM!

Starlight soared to the sky as Long Chen’s eight starry gates flared open. The next moment, the Jiuli City trembled beneath the soaring astral tide, and the formations throughout the city shook as if they were about to shatter.

“Damn!”

Ye Boran was shocked.

His aura had locked onto Long Chen. Under normal circumstances, Long Chen shouldn’t have been able to activate his manifestation. But Long Chen’s astral energy was not affected by this lock.

The eight stars inside the astral gates shone like eight blazing suns. However, their astral energy was unstable, like a volcano on the verge of erupting.

Once the energy of these eight gates erupted, Jiuli City would be turned into ruins.

“You dare to threaten me?!” demanded Ye Boran.

“Do you think you’re worthy of being threatened by me, Long Chen? This is simply what’s happening. If you wish, you can try to use the Jiuli Tower to suppress me. I happen to be curious whether it’s in the same condition as the Heaven Earth Cauldron and the Heavenly Devil Zither—and whether my astral energy can crush the divine clans under its protection.”

Holding the girl with his left hand, Long Chen aimed Evilmoon at Ye Boran. Starlight condensed at its sharp tip.

A vein bulged on Ye Boran’s forehead. Killing intent burned in his eyes, but he didn’t dare move. He couldn’t guarantee he could suppress Long Chen in an instant. And if he failed for even a breath, Jiuli City would be destroyed.

The grand formations here were powerful enough to block a Divine Sovereign, but only if an enemy attacked from outside. Since Long Chen was already inside, his astral eruption would crush them all from the inside.

And worst of all, the saber in his hand carried an aura as terrifying as Long Chen himself.

If Ye Boran dared to summon his heaven-earth law manifestation and failed to crush them at once, Jiuli City would be done for.

Seeing that Ye Boran did not dare to attack, Long Chen sneered at him.

“Trash.”

Then, Long Chen sliced the void with Evilmoon and pulled the frail woman into the spatial tear.

“Next time I come here will be the day Jiuli City is destroyed,” Long Chen muttered, before vanishing without a trace.

Ye Boran’s expression was frightening. The others didn’t dare to make a sound. They stood there motionlessly like stone statues.