Yan Chen’s face twisted into a ferocious snarl, his eyes bulging.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
A succession of bone-shattering sounds erupted from within his body. The intense pain contorted his face, and the veins on his forehead bulged as he let out agonized squeals like a pig being slaughtered. Blood flowed from all seven of his orifices.
Long Chen slowly opened his hand.
The force that had bound Yan Chen’s body suddenly dissipated. He smashed directly onto the ground, convulsed uncontrollably a few times, and then breathed his last.
Everyone stared in stunned silence, their faces etched with shock. No one had imagined that the esteemed Sect Leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect would die at Long Chen’s hands just like that. For a moment, the Heavenly Demon Sect disciples looked at one another, at a complete loss. Their faces showed more terror than anything else. Chu Lingjun and the others were also completely astonished.
Only after dealing with Yan Chen did Long Chen relax his guard. His head drooped, and he began to fall from the sky.
"Brother Chen!"
Seeing this, Long Xin immediately rushed toward Long Chen. She caught him and held him tightly in her arms, preventing him from hitting the ground.
Chu Lingjun also arrived by Long Chen’s side at once. She reached out to check his pulse before speaking, "Don’t worry, he’s fine. It’s just that there’s an extremely powerful force within him that hasn’t been fully expended, which is causing this adverse reaction."
Hearing Chu Lingjun’s words, Long Xin finally felt somewhat relieved.
"Help him up," Chu Lingjun said to Long Xin.
"Alright." Eager to help Long Chen recover, Long Xin immediately complied without hesitation.
Chu Lingjun forcefully circulated her battle qi, directing all of her small remaining reserves into Long Chen’s body to help balance the immense power raging within him. With the infusion of Chu Lingjun’s battle qi, Long Chen’s condition gradually improved.
"Thank you," Long Chen said, raising his head to look at Chu Lingjun.
"It’s nothing. We’re in your debt this time," Chu Lingjun replied. "If it weren’t for you, all of us would have died here today."
"Brother Long, I never would have thought you were hiding such strength!" Tang Le said, approaching with a wide grin.
Tuoba Beast also stepped forward and asked, "How do you have Demonic Qi on you? Surely, this has nothing to do with the Tianmo Pill, does it?"
Upon hearing this, everyone’s gaze turned to Long Chen, waiting for his response.
Long Chen was silent for a moment before he slowly began to explain, "Actually, the last time I was on a mission with Sister Chu, we fell into Demon Fall Ridge. There, we encountered a Demon Path cultivator named fight Zhong Tian. He tried to devour our souls, and perhaps that’s when a remnant of Demonic Qi lingered on me."
"fight Zhong Tian?"
"The number one figure of the Demon Path from back then?!"
Upon hearing this name, everyone present was taken aback, a flash of surprise in their eyes.
"That’s right." Chu Lingjun nodded. "Although it was just a sliver of his remnant soul, his strength was still extraordinarily formidable. He nearly immobilized me with a simple technique."
"He was that strong? Then how did you two manage to escape?" Tang Le asked, puzzled.
"That... that was all thanks to him," Chu Lingjun said, patting Long Chen’s shoulder.
Seeing everyone’s attention fall back onto Long Chen, Chu Lingjun quickly changed the subject. "Alright, that’s all in the past. For now, let’s focus on the Demon Pursuit Conference."
Hearing this, everyone dropped the matter, their gazes sweeping over the remaining disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
THUD!
THUD!
...
The hearts of the Heavenly Demon Sect disciples tightened. Scared out of their wits, they all fell to their knees. "We surrender! Please be merciful and spare our lives..."