Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5388 Ye Lin Feng

“Come on, if you’re real men, stop yelling and show me what you've got!” Long Chen taunted from atop the Qilin Horn Heaven Swallowing Sparrow, his voice full of confidence.

Long Chen had thought things through. If it came to an all-out battle, he’d have the Qilin Horn Heaven Swallowing Sparrow retreat with the Hidden Dragon Legion, leaving only himself, Ye Lingkong, and Tang Wan-er.

In this battle, their enemies outnumbered them immensely, so Long Chen didn’t want to take any chance—the Hidden Dragon Legion had to leave first.

While the Hidden Dragon Legion was growing stronger, they weren’t ready for a battle of this level yet. In any case, Ye Lingkong could handle the half-step Divine Emperors, while Long Chen and Tang Wan-er would deal with the disciples.

One thing bothered Long Chen: despite Ye Lingkong’s strength, he was not vicious enough. He might not be willing to kill all his enemies, which wasn’t a good thing for Long Chen and his companions.

Two disciples, in particular, stood out as dangerous adversaries: the red-haired man from Brahma Pill Valley and the muscular expert from the resonant dragon race. Both radiated a menacing pressure. Sensing other powerful auras around, Long Chen was prepared to retreat if necessary.

If the three of them didn’t have to worry about the Hidden Dragon Legion, they could fight without reservation. Even if they couldn't achieve total victory, they’d ensure their enemies paid dearly. There was no downside to this.

Hence, Long Chen was confident to fight them all here. Due to his power growing immensely, he wanted to test his new abilities. Just what level had he reached?

Long Chen’s challenge darkened those experts’ expressions. They hadn’t expected the always cowardly Wind God Sea Pavilion to show such boldness.

“Where did this brat come from? Shut your mouth!” the elder from Pill Valley shouted, thinking that Long Chen was just an ordinary disciple of the Wind God Sea Pavilion.

“And where did an old bastard like you come from? To ask Boss Long San to shut his mouth, who do you think you are? Either accept my challenge or scram! Let’s soak this land in blood!” Long Chen shot back without flinching.

“You...!” The elder then turned to Ye Lingkong, sneering, “Ye Lingkong, what are you thinking?!”

Ye Lingkong replied calmly, “His attitude reflects the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s stance. Whatever you want to say, say it to him. I take orders from him now.”

Ye Lingkong had decided to embrace his freedom. Before going, Feng Xinyue had mentioned to him that if he was tired of carrying this burden, he could always hand it over.

At first, Ye Lingkong didn’t fully understand what Feng Xinyue meant. But on the journey here, Long Chen’s bold actions, confidence, and unique style left a strong impression on him, allowing him to finally grasp Feng Xinyue’s words.

So, he let Long Chen carry this burden. To his surprise, Long Chen seemed entirely unfazed, carrying the weight effortlessly and continuing to act in his own way. This wasn’t carelessness or impulsiveness but a display of immense confidence, which allowed Long Chen to treat the burden as if it were nothing.

With this realization, Ye Lingkong felt he no longer had to worry about anything. He could trust Long Chen to make the decisions. If Long Chen wanted a fight, he’d fight.

“You... your Wind God Sea Pavilion has guts! Do you really intend to challenge the Brahma Pill Valley and the countless factions of the Heaven Essence World on your own?!” roared the elder.

“That’s right, we have the guts for it. So what’s the problem? You don’t like it? Then come, let’s fight! Why stress yourselves out when we could just peacefully sit down and hack away at each other?” Long Chen shrugged.

What? Peacefully sit down and hack at each other?

Everyone was dumbfounded. After all, it was the first time they had heard this combo of words. In any case, it only further enraged the elder from Pill Valley.

Noticing Ye Lingkong’s silence and how he let Long Chen take the lead, the elder and the others realized Long Chen was not an ordinary disciple. An all-out battle, however, wasn’t an option for them. As administrators within their factions, they were responsible for passing down legacies, communicating, and negotiating, rather than fighting.

Ye Lingkong, however, was a warrior through and through. Even with their numbers, they might not be enough to stop him if he decided to strike. Most importantly, if they were to slaughter the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s disciples here, Ye Lingkong might slaughter all their disciples in revenge, and no one would be able to stop him.

A battle now would mean trading their disciples for the Pavilion’s. That was a loss they were unwilling to pay.

The elder from Pill Valley coldly looked at Long Chen. “Then what do you want? Does your Wind God Sea Pavilion intend to monopolize the Wind Domain Battlefield? Have you thought about the consequences? Offending everyone here won’t end well.”

“Damn, how amazingly shameless! How could you say such a thing with a straight face?” scoffed Long Chen. “Since the beginning, the Wind Domain Battlefield has always belonged to the Wind God Sea Pavilion. You all forced your way in for a share, and now that you’ve had a taste, you want to push us out. I guess a dog starts to think it owns the house once it gets comfortable. What a joke. I declare that the Wind Domain Battlefield belongs to the Pavilion alone. If you want entry, first get approval from the Wind God Sea Pavilion. Otherwise... well, you’ll be treated the same way you treated us.”

After saying that, Long Chen turned to the disciples and shouted, “Don’t say Boss Long San didn’t give you a warning. The Wind Domain Battlefield is the territory of the Wind God Sea Pavilion. Barge in, and you’ll be provoking our authority. Anyone who dares to step on our dignity will bear the consequences.”

“Haha, better be careful you don’t bite your tongue saying such big words! A declining god inheritance dares to spout such arrogance? What dignity or authority does the Wind God Sea Pavilion even have? Don’t make us die of laughter. Just pray you don’t run into me, Ye Linfeng, in the Wind Domain Battlefield, or I’ll make you beg for death,” sneered the red-haired man.

With a savage smile, the resonant dragon expert added, “I’ll pray to run into you, just so I can torture you until you spit out where that dragon blood of yours came from.”

“No, let me be the one to find you—I’ll grant you a quick death. I’m a very compassionate guy, not nearly as cruel as they are,” said a man cloaked in black qi, clearly from the devil race

“If you run into me and get on your knees to beg, I might consider sparing your life.”

“Hahaha!”

Countless sneers echoed in response to Long Chen’s warning, but he only smiled. He’d expected this response. It was all just formalities, after all. This way, he could kill them without hesitation.

Long Chen then looked at the elder from Pill Valley. “Old fellow, tell me, do you know someone called the Silver Hair Void Crusher?”

The moment Long Chen mentioned that name, the elder’s expression faltered, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at Long Chen.