BOOM!

Long Chen, who was fleeing for his life, felt as if a meteorite had struck him. He was flung into the air, spinning wildly. When the void was destroyed, he could see countless human skulls flying through the air.

Suddenly, the skulls started to explode one after another, releasing waves of intense suffering and murderous intent.

Long Chen could feel their raw and unfiltered emotions—rage, humiliation, and despair. These skulls belonged to warriors who had fallen in battle, only to have their remains desecrated and enslaved by their enemies. That was the greatest humiliation to them.

Luckily, Long Chen’s attack had destroyed the altar, obliterating the devil runes that bound the skulls. With nothing binding them anymore, they chose to detonate so their enemies could no longer use them.

Boundless fury and killing intent poured forth with each detonation, but it was ultimately futile. No matter how deep their anger ran, the power for vengeance was forever beyond their reach.

“Seniors, go in peace. But don’t rush too much—you might miss the moment he calls me daddy,” Long Chen quipped, his tone flat despite the chaos.

With a sweep of his wings, he stabilized himself mid-air and then stamped down with force, propelling himself deeper into the battlefield.

Long Chen then reached out and caught Evilmoon as it flew back at him. Just now, due to his lack of control, his power had dispersed across the entire altar instead of concentrating on the blond man. Although the man only endured a fraction of the blast, it still left him coughing blood and forced him away from the altar.

Amidst the wreckage, Long Chen glimpsed thirty-six Golden Wing Heaven Devils lying beneath the altar in a ritualistic formation. His head buzzed as he sensed their overwhelming auras.

“Fuck, I couldn’t be this unlucky, right?!” Long Chen cursed furiously.

The blond man was already strong enough, and now there were thirty-six more Golden Wing Heaven Devils? Long Chen felt like going insane.

But as his gaze sharpened, he realized these devils’ souls emitted no fluctuations; they were just corpses.

Corpses?

Long Chen’s eyes suddenly turned red.

Without hesitation, Long Chen shot toward the Golden Wing Heaven Devils’ bodies. Behind him, the blond man, who had been blasted into the distance, was still struggling to recover. Unable to stop Long Chen, he could only watch as the scene unfolded.

At first, the blond man was taken aback by Long Chen’s actions. But moments later, his expression twisted into a sneer. In his eyes, Long Chen’s intent was clear—he must be planning to destroy the corpses in some futile display of bravado. But then, these corpses were the pinnacle of power in the Wind Domain Battlefield, far beyond what someone like Long Chen could handle, even in death.

In that ancient battle, the blond man had followed these Golden Wing Heaven Devils. When the eight trigram blood curse was unleashed, the thirty-six Golden Wing Heaven Devils endured the majority of its power and were cursed to death.

As for the blond man himself, his weaker power allowed him to escape annihilation. In the wake of the curse, his soul was the first to rekindle its will, granting him a twisted form of sentience after death.

After that, he painstakingly gathered their remains and constructed a powerful formation. By opening a spacetime channel, he sought to steal fragments of primal chaos laws from the distant past, hoping to revive his fallen brethren.

In truth, the countless half-step Devil Emperors and weaker devils on the altar had been sacrificed to awaken these thirty-six Golden Wing Heaven Devils but to no avail.

While these Golden Wing Heaven Devils were dead, there was no way Long Chen could damage their bodies. Thus, the blond man wasn’t the slightest bit worried upon seeing Long Chen charge toward the corpses.

A sneer curled the blond man’s lips as he released his golden saber, forming intricate hand seals. He was preparing a powerful move while Long Chen attacked those corpses.

When Long Chen grabbed one of the Golden Wing Heaven Devils, a terrifying force numbed his hand.

“What terrifying devil qi bloodline fluctuations.” Long Chen muttered, awestruck.

Yet, beneath that shock burned a manic excitement. With a roar, Long Chen mustered all his strength and heaved. The corpse, which felt heavier than a mountain, slowly rose into the air.

Within the primal chaos space, a quivering resonance responded to his efforts. With a forceful toss, Long Chen hurled the corpse into the primal chaos space, where it disappeared in a flash.

“Success!” Long Chen’s excitement surged. Adrenaline coursed through him as he lunged for the next corpse.

One after another, Long Chen grabbed the Golden Wing Heaven Devils, flinging their big bodies into the primal chaos space. In mere moments, he had secured seventeen of the thirty-six corpses.

Just as Long Chen went to grab the eighteenth, an intense chill ran down his spine. A streak of deadly saber qi surged toward him, making his hair stand on end.

Instinctively, Long Chen abandoned the corpse and spun around, gripping Evilmoon with both hands. With a mighty swing, he met the incoming attack head-on.

BOOM!

Evilmoon and the golden saber collided once more, the sheer force of the clash creating a deafening explosion. Both Long Chen and the blond man spat out blood as they were blown back.

“Hand over the Golden Wing Blood Emperors!” the blond man roared.

The blond man had been preparing a powerful move to trap Long Chen, intending to crush him completely. However, he had never anticipated that Long Chen would be capable of taking away the Golden Wing Heaven Devils’ corpses. The realization struck him like lightning, and his soul practically fled in terror. Without hesitation, he launched an attack.

“Fuck off! Those corpses are all mine!” shouted Long Chen, charing back.

What kind of joke was that? Those were Devil Emperors from the primal chaos era. If the blond man refined them into puppets, wouldn’t he be able to sweep through the Heaven Essence World with ease?

An existence like this blond man? The thought of commanding an army of Devil Emperors made Long Chen’s eyes gleam with greed. Without wasting time on his opponent, he dashed straight for the remaining corpses like a plundering bandit.

“Bastard, you’re courting death!”

Seeing Long Chen brazenly attempting to snatch the corpses, the blond man panicked. His golden wings flared wide, and his saber blazed with an almost blinding light.

In a fit of desperation, the blond man unleashed his full power. Devil Emperor pressure erupted from him, suffusing the battlefield. The surrounding space solidified as if frozen in time.

“Evilmoon, wake up! You have to help me out!” shouted Long Chen.

Long Chen’s Spiritual Strength poured into Evilmoon as he needed Evilmoon awake. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to beat this fellow.

Evilmoon quivered violently in his grip, responding to his call. A sinister aura burst forth, and countless malevolent runes spread across its blood-red blade.

“End it quickly!” shouted Evilmoon.

It was clearly at an important juncture and didn’t want to waste much time.

It was clear Evilmoon was at a critical juncture and wanted to finish things quickly. Its sudden resurgence filled Long Chen with renewed confidence. The starry sea of his astral energy once again spread across the battlefield, illuminating it with a brilliant, celestial glow. Earlier, when Long Chen’s technique spiraled out of control, he still could withdraw his power. As a result, eighty percent of his astral energy still remained, ready to be unleashed.

“Again! Seven Stars, Waning Moon Slash!” Long Chen roared as his starry sea twisted and surged into Evilmoon.

This time, however, Evilmoon didn’t passively accept the energy—it actively devoured it, leaving not a single drop behind.

The world suddenly fell silent. An enormous Dragonbone Evilmoon tore through the dome of the heavens and swung it down with unmatched divine might.

The blond man was horrified to find that he actually couldn’t move.

“You little human, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of the great Heaven Devil race?!” he bellowed furiously. His golden wings unfurled to their full span, blazing with a divine radiance. Two wing designs also emerged on his saber, glowing with an ancient power.

With a deafening roar, devil qi exploded from his saber. The void around him cracked and shattered as he unleashed his counterattack.

At that precise moment, a group of figures suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Tang Wan-er and the others arrived just in time to witness a scene that left them utterly stunned.