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However, the corpses of the dragon race’s sealed experts did not produce this kind of energy.

Is this because the world is changing? Long Chen mused.

Long Chen immediately retreated after taking their corpses, acting as if he was doing a good deed for them. After that, he focused on the changes in the primal chaos space.

There, the appearance of the runes seemed to sanctify the divine light of the Fusang Trees, making it even more radiant. Golden liquid faintly shimmered within their glow. Meanwhile, the hibernating Golden Crows were enveloped in swirling runes. These corpses were clearly the right nourishment for them.

Feeling excited, Long Chen turned to look at Yue Zifeng.

“Zifeng!”

Yue Zifeng caught Long Chen’s gaze and nodded to show he understood.

“What are you two plotting now?” Tang Wan-er asked curiously.

With a solemn expression, Long Chen started, “The heavens bless the virtuous. Watching them slaughter one another like this... it fills me with sorrow for the world’s state—”

“Get to the point,” Tang Wan-er interjected, rolling her eyes.

“I’m going to mediate things, of course.”

“Mediate?”

Before Tang Wan-er could comprehend his meaning, the void quaked with another deafening explosion. Two bloody rank-one Divine Emperors collided once more.

At this sight, Long Chen and Yue Zifeng moved simultaneously, vanishing into the battlefield.

When Long Chen reappeared, he was on the battlefield of the two rank-one Divine Emperors. A terrifying pressure instantly crashed upon him, and the tearing force made him feel as though his very bones would splinter.

“These rank-one Divine Emperors… even after taking such a beating, their forcefields are still this strong?” Long Chen marveled, gripping Evilmoon tightly.

The stars within him blazed as he swung the blade with all his might.

“Waning Moon Heaven Shaking Slash!”

Evilmoon slashed down with unmatched astral energy, targeting the devil expert right at his vital point. Long Chen had been waiting for this moment.

“Ignorant brat, die!” shouted the rank-one Devil Emperor, enraged that a little Heaven Saint would take this chance to sneak attack him.

No matter how much the Devil Emperor was weakened, he wasn’t an existence that a Heaven Saint could challenge. He swung the white heavy bone sword in his hand toward Long Chen.

BOOM!

When Evilmoon collided with the devil’s blade, the impact sent a shockwave through the void, tearing it apart. Long Chen grunted as the recoil struck him like a divine hammer, propelling him backward.

The Devil Emperor spat blood, his already grave injuries worsening. Just then, Sword Qi sliced through the ripple of shockwave, striking the Devil Emperor’s head.

BOOM!

The Devil Emperor screamed as his devil horn exploded, deflecting Yue Zifeng’s strike.

“He missed?” Long Chen was startled. Yue Zifeng’s attacks were always precise, aimed for the kill. For the sword to strike the devil’s horn instead meant that even in his weakened state, the devil had reacted in time to parry it.

“How terrifying… even on the brink of death, he can counter our killing blows,” Long Chen muttered.

“Die!”

Driven into madness, the Devil Emperor infused his sword with blood-red energy and swung it at Yue Zifeng.

“Not good!” Long Chen rushed over, forming a series of hand seals with his left hand. There was no way Yue Zifeng could withstand such a powerful attack; even its astral winds could wipe him out.

But before the attack could land, an elegant figure materialized before Yue Zifeng. Tang Wan-er raised her hands, conjuring a colossal shield of swirling light.

BOOM!

The devil expert’s strike crashed into the shield, but instead of shattering, two whirlpools spun next to the shield, absorbing the immense force. Tang Wan-er stood unscathed, her calm defiance leaving even Long Chen in awe.

Just as the devil expert was distracted, Long Chen swung Evilmoon once more. This time, the devil expert’s head flew into the air.

Even a rank-one Devil Emperor, after suffering repeated injuries, couldn’t withstand Long Chen’s final blow.

Without hesitation, Long Chen pulled the corpse into the primal chaos space, its value far too great to waste. Tossing it onto the black soil, he noted with satisfaction the immediate ripple of energy it released.

The remaining devil experts scattered in panic. Fearless as they were in battle, they weren’t suicidal. With their leader slain, staying behind meant certain death.

“Humans, how dare you attack the great devil race! Just you wait, the devil race will avenge this blood debt!” one of the fleeing devils shouted, his voice trembling with fury and fear.

However, no one took this threat seriously. The devil race had always been the human race’s mortal enemy, so what was there to say? Long Chen just ignored it.

Right now, Long Chen was more interested in Tang Wan-er. He asked, “Was that… the Wind God Incantation?”

Tang Wan-er smirked. “What do you think?”

Long Chen exhaled sharply. Ever since mastering the Wind God Incantation, Tang Wan-er had grown so much stronger, her strength skyrocketing beyond his expectations.

“Since you have this power, you can’t show it recklessly. You’re our ace now,” Long Chen said in a low voice.

As the heavenly geniuses of the Wind God Sea Pavilion grew stronger, so too would Tang Wan-er’s power. Moreover, as long as she didn’t use the Wind God’s power, no one would notice it. It was just like having a hidden killer trump card—keeping it secret would be the best strategy.

“Hehe, alright.” Tang Wan-er giggled obediently.

Just as Long Chen prepared to strategize their next move, the red-scaled lifeforms encircled the three of them. As their rank-one Divine Emperor stepped forward, the air grew tense, crackling with an uneasy energy.