Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

Chapter 6521 Nether River Demon Race


Chapter 6521 Nether River Demon Race

Long Wu’s black armor shimmered with countless tiny runes. Each one exuded a sinister aura, as if they were alive in their own right. Their powers resonated with one another, amplifying into a terrifying force.

“This Ten Thousand Dragon Armor seems to be a priceless treasure of the vile dragon race,” Xia Chen said. “Every single rune represents the heroic spirit of their dragon. If I’m right, they sealed the souls and bloodline power of over ten thousand dragon experts into it, likely dragons on the level of Divine Sovereigns.”

“Over ten thousand Divine Sovereigns? Is the vile dragon race even capable of that?!” Li Qi asked.

“If they were alive, no,” Xia Chen replied. “But if they’re dead, then it’s possible.”

Long Wu stepped across the sky, a cloud of black qi coiling behind him. All of a sudden, he charged toward Wilde like a bolt of lightning.

In response, Wilde roared and swung his bone club, meeting Long Wu head-on. Their clashes sent destructive ripples across the battlefield. For a moment, neither of them could suppress the other.

“Quick—kill the outsider dragon experts!” Yue Zifeng transmitted sharply.

Without hesitation, he charged forward and cut down a dozen half-step Sovereign Lords. Guo Ran and the others stiffened. If Yue Zifeng acted so decisively, he must have discovered something critical.

As they joined the assault, they quickly saw what Yue Zifeng had discovered. When the outsider dragon experts fell, new dragon phantoms flowed into the Sovereign King Dragon Crown on Long Chen’s head. Though the phantoms struggled fiercely, their sinister aura was soon purified and expelled, leaving behind only pure energy.

Thinking of Long Wu’s Ten Thousand Dragon Armor, they directly realized Yue Zifeng’s intent and redoubled their effort.

But there were too many of them. Even as Gu Yang and the others went all-out, some dragon experts still slipped past them.

At that moment, a new force rushed over. To everyone’s surprise, this group of thousands of experts consisted of women only. They arrived like a storm on the battlefield—it was the Hidden Dragon Legion.

Carrying wind-attribute divine weapons, they unleashed storms of wind blades that tore through the outsider dragons. Even elite dragon experts were shredded.

Just like that, the balance of the battlefield shifted again.

“Damn bitches, die!” a dragon expert roared, activating a legacy Divine Sovereign item.

But before he could do any damage, a giant wind blade descended from the heavens. It smashed the dragon expert’s Divine Sovereign weapon into the ground and blew him apart before anyone could react.

“What?!”

Everyone turned their eyes upward in surprise.

Tang Wan-er hovered in the sky, with a sword in her hand, her robes billowing elegantly. The moment a “Wind” character glowed on her forehead, its divine aura spread to all female warriors in the Hidden Dragon Legion.

“Follow me!” shouted Tang Wan-er.

Though overwhelming, unlike Wilde’s wild and explosive aura, Tang Wan-er’s was much more solid.

By using some secret art with the Hidden Dragon Legion, she tapped into the divine power of the god path. Her sword gleamed with a cold, fluctuating light, and its sharpness rivaled Yue Zifeng’s own Sword Qi.

With the assistance of the Hidden Dragon Legion’s warriors, Tang Wan-er seemed to completely transform. She led them forward, leaving devastation in their wake.

Another dragon expert with a Divine Sovereign item tried to block her, but he was sent flying with a single blow.

“Damn, they have a god’s legacy! Kill them! Don’t let them condense their god energy!”

But shouting orders was one thing, and executing them was another. No one could stop Tang Wan-er now.

The Hidden Dragon Legion’s warriors were powerful, but their coordination was even more terrifying. Their formation had no openings, which left the enemy with no way to pick them off. In terms of precision, they were nearly on par with the Dragonblood Legion. And in certain finer details, they even surpassed the Dragonblood warriors.

Anyone attempting to break their formation was swiftly cut down. Before long, Tang Wan-er successfully wiped out the small fries that had slipped past their formation. Then she turned to the enemy’s side, starting a true massacre.

With the Hidden Dragon Legion’s arrival, the battle instantly swung in their favor. Outsider dragon experts fell in waves, and the golden crown above Long Chen’s head grew increasingly defined. Unlike the ornate Sovereign King Dragon Crown of old, this new crown was much more simple, looking just like a pair of dragon horns.

However, this simplicity emitted a sacred dragon might. Dragon runes shimmered across it, and its golden light flowed over Long Chen’s body.

“Is this Sovereign King Dragon Crown... Boss’s essence rune?” muttered one of the Dragonblood warriors.

Guo Ran and the others stared in confusion. Long Chen had previously condensed a rune on his forehead using both essence runes, yet only the crown manifested now. Could the Sovereign King Dragon Crown replace an essence rune entirely?

The slaughter raged on.

With the Hidden Dragon Legion sealing the breach, the outsider dragon race lost all hope of slipping past. Thanks to that, the Dragonblood Legion regained the upper hand and pressed forward, easing the pressure across the High Firmament Academy’s forces: the Four Cardinal Alliance, the original devil race, the dragon race, the Lightning Falcon race, and the rest.

BOOM!

However, before they could get a chance to relax, a terrifying aura surged across the battlefield. An army of outsider demon experts appeared, numbering in the millions.

“It’s the Nether River Demon race!”

Startled cries rang out from the outsider experts.

The Nether River Demon race was known as an incredibly tyrannical race in the Primal Chaos World.

The Nether River itself was a river of death; no living being could approach it without being consumed by its death qi. Yet, this race survived beneath it, isolated from the rest of demonkind and feared even by the vile dragon race.

The Nether River Demon race was relentlessly vengeful. They had long memories, so even if they couldn’t win now, they would simply sink back into the Nether River and become a nightmare for future generations.

Now, they had appeared here, with death qi spilling from their bodies. Their numbers rivaled even the outsider dragons.

With a collective roar, they charged toward the Earth Cauldron.

At the front was a two-headed giant the size of a small mountain. With a massive flail in its hand, it crossed the battlefield in only a few steps.

“Damn!” Guo Ran cursed through his gritted teeth.

Just as he was about to rush over, the ground beneath the Earth Cauldron suddenly churned.

The blood sea swelled violently. Black qi erupted upward, and from within it a figure in black armor rose. With a halberd in hand, the black figure blocked the two-headed demon’s path.

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