Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6131 Slaughter Complete

A divine sprout with twelve Sovereign flames exploded just like that.

A wave of blood-colored light surged outward, annihilating everything in its path. Ordinary Sovereign sprouts didn’t even have time to react—the blast instantly pulverized them.

The wave engulfed an enormous area. When it faded, the only ones still alive were the divine sprouts and a few Sovereign sprouts who possessed extraordinary divine weapons. The rest had been wiped out.

The original devil race’s experts stood frozen in disbelief. When that terrifying light reached them, they had already accepted death. However, the Demon Moon Cauldron had blocked it at the last second. Even so, the barrier was trembling violently, threatening to shatter.

They looked up at the sky to see Long Chen covered in starlight. With his Starry Sky Battle Robe on, he looked like a god of war.

That terrifying explosion didn’t seem to affect him at all. With his icy eyes, he looked down on the wretched divine sprouts. Step by step, he advanced toward them.

Suddenly, the sharp wail of a zither echoed across the battlefield. A wave of Sovereign flame surged within the divine sprouts’ bodies.

“Long Chen, you’re still going to die today!” Wei Wuqing shouted, his voice venomous as he played his zither. “With my blood soul, I can double their power! Ugh—”

Partway through, he spat out a mouthful of blood

“Our strength…”

All the divine sprouts were stunned, feeling boundless Sovereign flame power within them.

“Idiots, hurry up! Otherwise, we’ll all die! Cough—” Wei Wuqing roared, spitting out more blood.

He was burning away at his own life to boost these idiots’ power, but they were just standing there blankly.

“Attack!” the giant shouted, being the first to react.

With this boost, the giant’s aura became even more explosive. He raised a colossal hammer, the size of a house, and swung it at Long Chen with terrifying force.

But he hit nothing.

Long Chen’s Kunpeng wings flapped, and he vanished. The next moment, he was in front of the giant’s face, pressing a single finger against the giant’s forehead.

“Even if your Sovereign flames double, it’s just quantity,” said Long Chen calmly. “You can only eat one bowl at a time. Even if I give you a barrel of rice, you still can’t swallow it all at once. And even if you could… you couldn’t digest it. What’s the point?”

The giant’s face twisted in horror. He stared cross-eyed at Long Chen and shrieked, “Don’t kill me! I-I can—”

A bolt of lightning shot out of Long Chen’s finger, piercing the giant’s head.

With a final strange shriek, the giant collapsed.

His face froze in an expression of terror and regret. Perhaps he had felt remorse before death, but it was just too late.

Only now did the others’ attacks arrive. Unfortunately, they couldn’t save that giant.

Long Chen’s Kunpeng wings fluttered again, leaving behind afterimages as he weaved through their attacks like a phantom.

A head flew into the air… another dead man.

“Damn it! Do you only know how to run? Fight me head-on if you dare!” roared one expert clad in full battle armor.

Long Chen replied, “As you wish… Two Stars, Flying Rainbow!”

Long Chen shot forward like a meteor. That armored expert never expected Long Chen to take the bait, so he had no time to raise his lance in defense. All he could do was activate the full defense of his battle armor, divine runes flaring from his toe to his crown.

BOOM!

The first star slammed into the armored expert’s chest, triggering all of the armor’s defenses—a gap in its protection was created.

The second star arrived a heartbeat later with a thunderous sound. It was the killing blow.

It blasted the armored expert backward, sending him tumbling into the distance before crashing into the ground like a dead sausage.

Blood flowed out of the cracks in his armor. His armor was indeed powerful—Long Chen had noticed that earlier. But armor meant nothing if the man inside was dead.

Long Chen’s twin strike had been perfectly timed: the first to disrupt the defense and the second to destroy the life within.

Then, Long Chen’s massacre resumed. Every one of Long Chen’s strikes took a life.

Now, Wei Wuqing’s music sounded more like a requiem, not for Long Chen but for the divine sprouts. In just a few breaths, seven of them were dead.

With less than twenty remaining, they were trembling. Their will to fight had crumbled.

This man was a demon in human form—an unstoppable slaughter god.

“Run!”

Finally, someone broke.

Although running was embarrassing and could result in punishment for their sect, it was better than dying pointlessly.

With that one shout, everyone scattered, running in every direction.

However, before they could go far, countless flower petals transformed into furious dragons engulfing them. The petals were incredibly sharp and sliced through them crazily.

“What is this?!” they shouted.

Evilmoon’s attack left no gaps.

Although they were divine sprouts with power comparable to third Heavenstage Sovereign Lords, they didn’t possess the latter’s domain. So, they were still small fry in front of Evilmoon.

“No!”

“Save me!”

“Patriarch!”

Their desperate cries filled the air, but one by one, they were shredded to pieces.

When it ended, the petals fluttered back, reforming into Evilmoon on Long Chen’s back.

Every last member of the younger generation—the ones sent to eliminate the original devil race—had perished.

All except for one… Wei Wuqing.

He looked like he had aged a hundred years in a moment. His skin was ashen, his hair completely white, his body emaciated. He had burned away his life essence to increase everyone’s power, but it was all for naught.

His zither slipped from his finger, and his bloodshot eyes glared at Long Chen.

“Y-y-you can’t kill me. I—”

A single flower petal flew out, piercing Wei Wuqing’s head.

“I… you…” Wei Wuqing’s voice trembled as he pointed at Long Chen, eyes full of disbelief.

Then darkness took him, and he collapsed.

Long Chen sneered, “Is there anyone in this world that I, Long Chen, cannot kill?”

With a wave of his hand, Long Chen gathered the zither.

It was an extraordinary object, and he should keep it for now. Perhaps he could sell it in the future.

Suddenly, a terrifying Sovereign might crashed down, sinking the entire world.

Feeling it, Yue Xiaoqian and the others were alarmed. This was the domain of a third Heavenstage Sovereign Lord.

Just then, a panicked cry came from high above.

“Quick, run! I can’t stop him!”

The void twisted, revealing a murderous figure that came charging over with a blood-colored halberd.

“Damn human brat, how dare you slaughter by disciples?! I’ll tear you to pieces!”