As Tang Yaochen formed his seals, runes on the battlefield lit up, and space began to distort.
"Oh no, Tang Yaochen still wants to teleport Long Chen out." Someone outside exclaimed in surprise.
"Long Chen finally managed to rush over. If he gets teleported away again and comes back, the daylilies will be finished."
"Chu Kuang is ruthless, trying to anger Long Chen to death, making Long Chen watch helplessly as Mu Qingyun and the others are defeated and killed, and yet he's powerless."
When they saw the spatial runes lit up, the disciples outside felt a wave of deep helplessness. Chu Kuang was far too vicious—every step of the plan was interconnected, and every wrong step led to another misstep, leaving one feeling utterly hopeless.
Seeing Long Chen wrapped in runes, people sighed. No matter how strong Long Chen was, he was still at Chu Kuang's mercy. Chu Kuang wanted strength, power, wealth, and background—how could anyone else possibly compete with him?
Just as everyone thought Long Chen was about to be teleported out, suddenly a divine ring on his back stretched open.
With a loud explosion, the runes enclosing Long Chen were instantly burst apart by the Seven-Colored Divine Ring, runes flying everywhere, revealing Long Chen's figure.
"What?"
"The teleportation array was interrupted?"
"Oh my god, what kind of technique is that colorful divine ring?" For a moment, the strong fighters outside all exclaimed in shock.
The colorful divine ring behind Long Chen surged, divine might unleashed, and the violent power changed the color of the winds and clouds, shaking the void like a demon king descending.
"Third Brother,"
Long Chen arrived. Mu Qingyun looked at Long Chen, a woman who had never shown any fear even in the face of death, and her voice choked with emotion.
"Well done, you're giving Third Brother some face. No need to feel wronged. Martial arts contests aren't really a game; the so-called rules are just for fools."
The strong can stand above the rules, but don't complain. Everyone can stand above the rules—it depends on whether you're strong enough. Long Chen looked at Mu Qingyun, tears welling up in his eyes, and comforted him softly.
With Long Chen's arrival, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance withdrew, and the Supreme Alliance members also returned to their own camps, both sides locked eyes.
"Third Master... I ... I'm sorry, I'll throw it away for you... Face. "Li Cai was being supported, his body nearly falling apart, his injuries terrifying, but he gritted his teeth and fought hard. When he saw Long Chen arrive, his face was full of shame.
Before the battle, they were full of confidence, even thinking about how to crush Chu Kuang and the others. Now, Long Chen's assessment of them was proven naive.
They were truly naive. Facing Chu Kuang's powerful lineup, they were simply no match. Thinking back to the boasting they made back then, they wished they could just smash their heads into this place.
"You're great. At critical moments, each of you is a true man. I'm proud of you." Long Chen took out a healing pill and gave it to Li Cai. Although his pill couldn't instantly restore Li Cai, at least it could ease his pain.
"Third Brother, let's admit defeat. I don't want the brothers and sisters to fight desperately and sacrifice for nothing." A trace of sorrow appeared on Mu Qingyun's face as she looked at the corpses lying on the ground, unable to hold back her tears.
Usually, everyone was chatting and laughing together, but suddenly seeing those people lying on the ground, unable to stand up, her heart was about to break.
She wasn't afraid of dying, but she didn't want to see others die again. The other side was too strong, and the gap in strength between them was huge, leaving no chance at all. She even more didn't want Long Chen to risk his life knowing he couldn't do it.
Chu Kuang had set up a deadly trap. If he kept fighting, Long Chen would die in it.
Facing death had cleared her mind even more. She had already realized that Chu Kuang's ultimate target was Long Chen.
He deliberately humiliated and slaughtered everyone to provoke Long Chen, making him fight them to the death without surrendering, so they could kill Long Chen here. So Mu Qingyun decided to concede.
"No... We never give up. "
That's right, I'd rather die here than bow to this bunch of trash."
"I'm going to kill. I've already killed two, I've already made a profit, and I can keep fighting. Before I die, I want to bring a few more people along."
"That's right, people live a lifetime, plants live a lifetime. Third Master once said, cultivation is for living with dignity.
With no dignity left, what meaning does our life have? If we fight them today, we will use our lives to witness the unyielding spirit and passion of our Xiaoyao Alliance. Hearing
that Mu Qingyun was about to give up, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance suddenly became excited. The Supreme Alliance was being too harsh and had to make them pay the price. They would rather die fighting here than live a life of mere survival.
In the recent battle, more than seventy members of the Xiaoyao Alliance had died. Looking at the brothers lying on the ground, they were completely enraged. They feared no death—they were determined to kill, refusing to admit defeat.
"Hahaha, a bunch of ant-like trash dares to act arrogant? If you're not convinced, come on. If you've got guts, don't kneel and beg for mercy later. The Supreme Alliance experts on the other side sneered.
The number of deaths in the Supreme Alliance was twice that of the Xiaoyao Alliance, yet some disciples of the Supreme Alliance, when facing danger, shouted the slogan of surrender and were teleported out.
Now, aside from the hundred people inside the formation responsible for lighting the lamps, Chu Kuang had fewer than a hundred people left by his side.
However, these hundred were all true powerhouses. They weren't afraid of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance at all, just waiting for them to come and die, so they deliberately mocked them.
"Third Brother..." Mu Qingyun's voice choked with emotion. Right now, she didn't know what to do.
Long Chen gently patted Mu Qingyun's shoulder and said softly, "I'm in charge of everything. Just watch as you watch. Some hatreds, once they arise, are only allowed to be repaid in blood—there's no other way." Long
Chen had a female disciple help Mu Qingyun to rest at the back. Long Chen walked to the front of the group, and the other disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance immediately followed. They gripped their weapons tightly like a pack of fierce wolves, charging forward at Long Chen's command.
The disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance are so reckless, partly due to Long Chen's teachings, and partly thanks to Chu Kuang.
Chu Kuang kept humiliating everyone, especially Yang Fang, the demon eye, who humiliated Mu Qingyun. He was their goddess, and they would rather give up their lives than avenge Mu Qingyun.
"I didn't expect you to have some skills, yet you didn't fall for it." Tang Yaochen, standing behind the crowd, looked at Long Chen and curled his lips.
Originally, according to the original plan, Long Chen was to be teleported out again, making Long Chen watch helplessly as the Xiaoyao Alliance was defeated, completely driving him mad and giving up any thought of surrender.
This was a task Chu Kuang had assigned to him, but an unexpected incident occurred—Long Chen actually broke through his formation's restraints, which made him furious.
"No one can use the same trick twice in front of me." Long Chen looked at Tang Yaochen and said coldly.
"Long Chen, right? You're arrogant. I heard you're strong—take a beating from me."
Seeing Long Chen arrive, he drew everyone's attention and looked like a ruler of the world, which greatly annoyed Yuan Xinghui. Seeing Tang Yaochen still wasting words with Long Chen, he swung his staff at Long Chen.