Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6096 Army Breaker

The swarm of devil creatures was annihilated in an instant. The flower petals vanished without a trace, leaving behind only a field of corpses.

The Lei family had fought devil creatures for countless years, yet they had never witnessed such overwhelming power. A crisis that should have dragged on for days had been resolved in the blink of an eye.

From their past experience, once the devil creatures amassed in sufficient numbers, they would launch an all-out assault. However, it always took time for them to gather, granting the defenders a window to rest and regroup.

Long Zhantian smiled. Clearly, this was within his expectations. With Long Chen here, the tide had turned. Their crisis would be undone soon.

Luo Ningshuang, meanwhile, looked at Long Chen with unconcealed pride. Long Zhantian had often told her that their son was a genius among geniuses. But seeing it with her own eyes was something else entirely.

With just a wave of his hand, Long Chen had wiped out an entire army. That relaxed and suave manner made her think of Long Zhantian back in the day.

“The bat devils won’t attack again for a while. Let’s go back to the city. I have many questions,” said Luo Ningshuang, gently taking Long Chen’s hand.

Long Chen nodded. The three of them returned together—though calling it a city was generous. The place was just a bit better than a ruin.

They followed a narrow passage into an underground world. Nearly all of this realm’s natural resources had been depleted. Only this last bastion clung to life, protected by a rapidly fading spirit stone vein buried beneath it. That vein was their final lifeline.

After every battle, the city’s defenders relied on it to recover. But now, the vein was nearly dry. Each person only dared to draw the barest sliver of energy from it. If it were completely exhausted, it would mean their end.

It was just like the final drop of water in a desert. While it couldn’t save their lives, it was the mental pillar that kept their hope alive. If Long Zhantian were to absorb it at full power, he would have directly refined it all.

Once underground, the others tactfully withdrew, giving the family some privacy. Even Long Zhantian stepped away to let mother and son talk alone.

It was only two hours later that Luo Ningshuang walked out with a pained expression.

“Where is Chen-er?” asked Long Zhantian.

“He’s sleeping. He’s… exhausted.”

Luo Ningshuang collapsed into Long Zhantian’s embrace, sobbing. “This child has suffered far too much. But he refused to say it. He just kept telling me he’s doing well… That he has many brothers… and many women who like him…”

Luo Ningshuang buried her face in Long Zhantian’s chest, crying quietly.

Long Chen had hidden his pain, speaking only of the love Long Tianxiao and Madam Long had shown him. He said they had never let him feel alone or unloved. But Luo Ningshuang was his mother—she could see the truth in his eyes.

Still, Long Chen refused to talk about his hardships. Instead, he only asked about Luo Ningshuang. That maturity was like a knife to her heart.

As he spoke to her, he eventually lay down on her leg and fell asleep. He was like a weary child that had finally found a warm shelter and fell soundly asleep.

To her, Long Chen was just like Long Zhantian—always protecting her, always keeping his suffering to himself. The thought moved her deeply, yet also filled her with sorrow.

She had been unable to watch her own child grow up. That would be every parent’s greatest regret, and it could not be made up for.

Long Zhantian gently rubbed her back and whispered, “He’s suffered, yes… but we’re together again now. That’s what matters. Let’s be happy from now on.”

Luo Ningshuang nodded. She had prayed to the heavens countless times for this reunion. Now, it had finally come true. Hope bloomed in her heart once more.

“However…” she began, her voice tense.

Long Zhantian smiled reassuringly. “Now that Chen-er is here, we can face whatever comes. He’s no longer a crying infant. He’s grown into a towering tree, strong enough to shake the heavens.”

Luo Ningshuang didn’t say anything in response to that. When the two of them returned to their residence, Long Chen was still sleeping, a gentle smile on his face.

Cultivators rarely slept. In fact, years of intense training dulled their connection to ordinary human habits. To fall into a natural sleep was a rare and precious occasion.

Seeing him like this, Long Zhantian and Luo Ningshuang shared a smile. It reminded them of the days when they would watch their baby boy sleep peacefully.

Long Chen slept deeply and sweetly, waking six hours later.

After waking up, Long Chen felt completely reinvigorated. His essence, qi, and spirit were at an all-time high. It was as if he had broken through to a new level of cultivation just from that rest.

Meanwhile, Long Zhantian and Luo Ningshuang were patrolling the city. Something was amiss. Normally, it took time for devil creatures to regroup after a failed assault. But this time, waves of them were converging from all directions.

However, they didn’t directly attack—they seemed to be waiting for orders.

“Mom, what is the deal with these devil creatures?” asked Long Chen.

Staring at the army of devil creatures, Luo Ningshuang replied, “No one knows where they come from. We only know they hail from beyond the heavens. This necropolis has its own spatial laws, and we can’t fully explore it. It’s like a cage trapping us here. The devils can enter—but just like us, they can’t leave.

“They attack as soon as they appear, and they leave behind nothing of value—no resources, no treasures. So we spend our energy defending against them, with no way to replenish ourselves. That’s why we’re stuck in this stalemate.”

“Mom, you said that a bladeseer guided you here? Is it that blade on your waist?” asked Long Chen.

It was a long, narrow blade sheathed at her side. Long Chen hadn’t seen her use it in the earlier battle, so he couldn’t help finding it curious.

A mysterious “bladeseer” had also given a weapon to Luo Zichuan. Now his mother too? Who was this person? Could they really divine fate? Was this the will of the heavens… or the manipulation of a hidden hand?

If this person had ill intent, weren’t they all just pieces on a chessboard?

Luo Ningshuang smiled and handed the blade to Long Chen.

She said, “This weapon’s name is Army Breaker. But ever since I received it, I’ve never drawn it. I’ve never been able to…”

However, as she said this, she froze in astonishment.

The moment Long Chen grasped the hilt of Army Breaker, the blade trembled.

With a soft hum, the sword slid out of its scabbard three inches on its own. A gleaming edge, coated in a thin layer of frost, was revealed beneath the hilt.

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