Supreme Dragon Lord

Chapter 477: The Giant Sword!

"Ants."

"If they’re dead, they’re dead. At least they won’t drag us down."

A cold smile touched Xue Wuying’s lips upon seeing this. Nearby, Feng Lin and the others naturally heard everything Xue Wuying said, and grave expressions flashed across their faces.

He hastily plucked up his courage and flattered Xue Wuying, "Son of Blood is absolutely right!"

Xue Wuying turned, casting a cold glance over Feng Lin and the others. Feeling the chill emanating from his gaze, a shiver ran down their spines, and their faces instantly turned pale. Feng Lin and Wang Cheng exchanged looks, each reading the fear in the other’s eyes.

Ignoring their fear, Feng Lin braced himself and flattered him again, "Son of Blood, we are disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect. We’ve long heard of your great name, and we have always admired you. Seeing you today, the demeanor you’ve shown is truly unprecedented and unparalleled!"

"The Heavenly Demon Sect?" Xue Wuying chuckled, scanning them with a nonchalant gaze as his eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Cheng quickly pledged his loyalty. "Son of Blood, we are willing to serve you!"

Feng Lin hurriedly chimed in, "We will do whatever you tell us to, with absolutely no thought of disobedience. We only ask for the chance to follow by your side and strive for a good ranking in this Domain Alliance competition so that the Heavenly Demon Sect can secure the qualifications to become a First-class Force."

"You two know which way the wind blows," Xue Wuying said indifferently. "Although your Heavenly Demon Sect is trash, you’re barely passable for running errands. Since that’s the case, follow my orders diligently from now on, and I won’t treat you unfairly."

Upon hearing Xue Wuying’s words, excitement spread across Wang Cheng’s and Feng Lin’s faces. They bowed hurriedly and said, "Thank you, Son of Blood! We will certainly not let you down!"

Xue Wuying laughed heartily, quite pleased with the behavior of the group from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

With Xue Wuying’s backing, Feng Lin’s arrogance swelled, and his demeanor grew more confident. He shot a cold glance toward Long Chen’s group and sneered, "This time, your Jinglei Sect has only one fate: to be trampled under the feet of our Heavenly Demon Sect, never to rise again."

Lei Shishi responded coldly, "Isn’t your Heavenly Demon Sect supposed to be composed of invincible demon lords? It’s rather laughable to see you so willingly become someone’s lapdog."

"How dare you!"

"The audacity!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, hearing Lei Shishi’s mockery, all stepped forward and rebuked her and Long Chen’s group.

"Stop wasting your breath on them!" Feng Lin ordered coldly. "Take them down now!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Feng Lin’s command, the Heavenly Demon Sect disciples immediately moved to attack Long Chen and the others.

However, just then, the giant red net that had dispatched the twenty-plus experts suddenly dispersed. Countless red glints shot out toward everyone present. The hearts of those who saw this trembled. Those who could block, blocked; those who could dodge, dodged.

Facing the sudden barrage of red glints, many were too slow to react or couldn’t defend themselves and were grievously injured. Severed hands and feet, pierced bodies—all kinds of injuries appeared in an instant. Cries of pain rose once more, filling the space with an incredibly grating sound.

We can’t go on like this. We have to find the entrance to the second trial, Long Chen thought, his gaze sweeping over the scene. He watched the movements of the attacking Sharp Swords and spears closely, noticing they seemed to be acting under some kind of command.

With this thought, he decided to investigate. His figure flashed, vanishing from his spot and leaving behind a residual shadow as he moved toward the chamber’s great doors. In the blink of an eye, he was inside.

However, before he could find his footing, countless Sharp Swords and spears, pulsing with malevolent red light, struck at him. Seeing this, Long Chen hastily circulated the Battle qi in his body, quickly forming a Defensive Barrier in front of him.

BANG!

The red glints all slammed into the Defensive Barrier, and terrifying ripples of energy incessantly assaulted Long Chen. Then, a surge of the Power of Thunder coiled around the red glints, corroding them until they turned to ash. Only then did Long Chen manage to break free.

But he did not stop there. He activated his Divine Demon Eye, taking in the entirety of the space at a glance. He noticed a giant altar ahead, upon which stood a giant sword. This sword was marked with skull emblems that twitched from time to time. With every few twitches, several red glints were unleashed from it.

A cold smirk appeared on Long Chen’s lips. As expected. Just as he had guessed, the attacks from the spears and Sharp Swords were all commanded by that giant sword.

The colossal blade stood there, exuding a hostile and domineering aura. Long Chen was still some distance away, yet he could clearly sense the oppressive force it emanated, looming over him like Mount Tai. This intense pressure was deeply unsettling.

Enduring it, Long Chen gathered his strength and threw a punch. A terrifying and powerful Fist Shadow burst forth toward the giant sword. However, just as the Fist Shadow was about to strike its target, a mysterious force disintegrated it completely.

Seeing this, Long Chen’s brow furrowed. He hadn’t expected the giant sword to contain such formidable power, so easily neutralizing the Fist Shadow he had released.

Not only that, but the giant sword trembled slightly, and an even more terrifying Might erupted from it. Countless red glints instantly converged into a crimson Sharp Sword that shot straight toward Long Chen. This attack carried an overwhelming force, prompting Long Chen to retreat quickly rather than confront the red Sword Shadow head-on.

Long Chen returned to the great hall. Seeing Feng Lin and his group nearby, an idea struck him, and he headed in their direction.

When Feng Lin saw Long Chen approaching, his brow knitted. Thinking Long Chen was coming for him, he immediately brandished a Sharp Sword and stabbed fiercely. Long Chen sidestepped the attack with ease.

An expression of displeasure crossed Feng Lin’s face. Just as he was about to attack again, the crimson Sharp Sword suddenly shot toward him.

Feng Lin sensed the danger. Turning his head, he saw the power radiating from the crimson weapon, and his heart trembled violently as every nerve in his body tensed. His sixth sense screamed that this attack was no simple matter. In his desperation, he immediately unleashed a powerful Sword Qi to intercept the incoming Red Glint Sword Qi.

BANG!

A dull sound erupted. The Sword Qi Feng Lin had released was instantly devoured by the Red Glint Sword Qi, whose power didn’t diminish in the slightest as it continued to shoot straight toward him.

His eyes bulged in shock. Before he had a chance to react, the Red Glint Sword Qi pierced straight through his body.

SCHLICK!

Feng Lin was split in two. Blood splattered everywhere. He was dead beyond any doubt. Even in his final moments, he could never have imagined he would meet such an end.

Everyone present was stunned. No one had expected the attack to possess such immense power. While shocked, they also felt a sense of relief. Had that Red Glint Sword Qi been directed at them, they would be the ones lying dead.

"Feng Lin!" Wang Cheng cried out, overwhelmed with grief at seeing his martial brother die before his eyes. The three remaining Heavenly Demon Sect disciples stood frozen, their faces etched with disbelief.

Meanwhile, a cold smile resurfaced on Long Chen’s lips. Feng Lin had been spouting nonsense and mockery from the start—he deserved to die. He got off lightly with such an easy death. Long Xin and the others also felt a satisfying sense of relief, as his death spared them further annoyance.

At that moment, Wang Cheng’s frosty gaze fell upon Long Chen. "Damn it!" he bellowed. "You’re the one who killed my martial brother! I must have vengeance!"

As his words fell, a Sharp Sword appeared in Wang Cheng’s hand. With a low shout, he lunged toward Long Chen, rapidly swinging his blade as a powerful Sword Qi burst forth from the weapon.

Seeing this, before Long Chen could even move, Lei Shishi’s figure flashed. She vanished, transforming into a residual shadow that appeared in front of Long Chen in the blink of an eye. She struck out with her palm, unleashing a wave of the Power of Thunder.

Instantly, the two engaged in a fierce clash.

Watching this, Long Chen’s brows knitted together. He promptly channeled his Battle qi, concentrating it in his palm, and began to activate the Great Brahman Holy Palm.