Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

Through fighting Hou Tianwu, Xue Yingfeng, Xiang Tu, and the others, Long Chen learned just how many monsters existed in this world. The main thing was that they were just one part of the Heaven Demon Alliance. If all the experts of the Heaven Demon Alliance gathered, who knew how many monsters there would be?

Although Long Chen had the Six Horn Fiend Fly, this trump card was a one-time use. So once used, it would be gone. Furthermore, just because he had such a trump card didn’t mean that other people didn’t have a similar one. If just a single Heaven Demon Alliance could cause so much trouble for Long Chen, the addition of Fantian De, Li Changgeng, Long Zaiye, and other bastards would make it much worse.

At that time, he would have to face all those experts and protect the Dragonblood Legion. Worst of all, he had no idea how many experts on that level existed here. Who knew how many terrifying trump cards they had? Who could say they hadn’t obtained some shocking legacy in the Heaven Vein Mystic Realm?

Thinking of that, Long Chen felt immense pressure. But no matter what, he had to ensure that the Dragonblood Legion received the best baptism. Long Chen was extremely unwilling to let them absorb second-rate power.

“Senior, can you give me some pointers?” asked Long Chen.

“For now, abandon condensing your astral veins. Instead, cultivate dragon blood heaven veins,” said the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign immediately, as if it had predicted Long Chen’s question.

“Huh?”

Long Chen was baffled. Abandon his astral veins to condense dragon blood heaven veins?

The Dragon Sovereign explained, “There are two reasons. One is that your astral veins require too much natural energy. It will take you too long to condense them. The second reason is that your Eight Star Battle Armor still has many flaws. It has not reached its peak yet. Before that, you will not be able to see how to change its form. If you don’t change the Eight Star Battle Armor’s form, you will not be able to unleash your full astral energy.”

Ever since condensing the Five Star Battle Armor, Long Chen had forcibly altered his cultivation path, forging a path entirely his own.

Right now, the Eight Star Battle Armor was in its most basic state, far from reaching its peak. Neither he nor his eight stars had attained their full power. In this unstable condition, attempting to alter the form of his eight stars was too dangerous—one misstep could spell disaster.

He had no choice but to wait until the Eight Star Battle Armor reached its true peak. As for what that peak was, even he didn’t know. He only had an instinctive feeling that once he reached it, he would understand.

For now, all he knew was that the Eight Star Battle Armor was incomplete, missing something crucial. But what exactly that was, he had no idea. Thus, his plan had been to focus on condensing his astral veins first, believing it to be the logical next step.

However, the Dragon Sovereign’s advice made him hesitant. According to the Dragon Sovereign, time was running out.

If the time came and others had successfully condensed nine core veins while he was stuck at six or seven, wouldn’t he be trampled like a dog?

“There’s no need to rush your astral veins,” the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign reassured him, reading his concerns. “I’m not saying to abandon them permanently—just put them aside for now and focus on the immediate crisis.”

After thinking about it for a moment, Long Chen said, “Then I’ll do as senior suggests. I’ll cultivate dragon blood heaven veins. Can senior guide me?”

Long Chen gritted his teeth and ultimately decided to delay the advancement of his astral veins. There was no way around it. He needed to deal with more pressing matters.

It wasn’t an easy choice. His astral energy was growing at an astonishing rate, and suppressing that progress—even temporarily—felt like going against the natural order. But he trusted the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign. There was no time to hesitate.

“I will transmit a technique to you. Once things are settled, both inside and outside the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, you can begin,” the Dragon Sovereign said.

A rune materialized in Long Chen’s mind.

“Is this an original Jiuli immortal character?”

He didn’t recognize the symbol, but his instincts told him it carried ancient power—one of the primal Jiuli immortal characters.

“Ignore it for now. Take care of the matters outside and steady your heart. Once you are ready, I will teach you how to comprehend it,” the Dragon Sovereign instructed. ℟ΑꞐՕ₿ĘS

Long Chen nodded and placed his hand on the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. In response, the structure trembled, countless runes flashing across its surface, forming millions of protective chains. In an instant, it entered its strongest defensive state.

With this, even if people did attack the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, it wouldn’t disturb the people inside.

“Big brother Long!” exclaimed Wilde.

Even though Tang Wan-er was constantly cajoling Wilde, he was still listless. But the moment he saw Long Chen, his face lit up with joy.

“Wilde, you fought a fierce battle. You should rest. Go to sleep,” Long Chen said, noticing the exhaustion hidden in Wilde’s eyes.

“I’m not tired! I’m worried that once I go to sleep, I won’t see you again,” replied Wilde as he shook his head fervently.

Too many times, he had seen Long Chen in his dreams—only to wake up and find him gone.

Long Chen felt a wave of pain when he saw Wilde like this. Despite everything, this child remained as pure as ever—still afraid that all of this was just a dream.

“Wilde, go to sleep. Otherwise, when the bad people come back, you won’t have the strength to fight them,” Long Chen said gently, patting Wilde’s shoulder. His voice slowed, becoming deep and soothing. “Be good and rest. We’ll guard you, and if there’s danger, we’ll wake you.”

Wilde blinked drowsily, suddenly feeling even more exhausted. With just a few reassuring pats, he drifted into slumber.

Long Chen arranged for four Hidden Dragon warriors to watch over him. He understood Wilde better than anyone—his power was monstrous, but so was his energy consumption. Thus, he had to sleep a lot to reduce his energy consumption. If he didn’t, he would burn through his rations in mere days, and once starvation set in, his combat strength would plummet.

With Wilde safely resting, Long Chen turned his attention to the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s experts.

At this moment, they looked at him as if he were a god.

Hou Tianwu, Xue Yingfeng, Xiang Tu—each one of them had been a monstrous powerhouse, their strength towering over most. Yet before Long Chen, they were still beaten one by one. Though Wilde had appeared at the end to save him, it did nothing to diminish the awe and reverence in their gazes.

“All of you were willing to risk your lives to protect my brothers. I, Long Chen, will remember this favor.”

Then, turning to Tang Wan-er, he said, “The Emperor Reverse Scale has begun to awaken, and Heavenly Doyen energy is surging—this is the perfect time for everyone to power up.”

With a wave of his hand, an enormous tree materialized.

The Seven Treasure Colored Glass Tree radiated divine brilliance, its dazzling light illuminating the heavens.

Above its crown, three thousand stars revolved in a mesmerizing dance.

Seeing those runes, Tang Wan-er gasped, covering her mouth in disbelief. Her eyes shimmered with shock and wonder.

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