The war ended

"My shop has thin margins, no bargaining allowed. However, I'm not entirely unreasonable. I'll give you three hours to think it over slowly. I'm in no rush!" Long Chen said indifferently.

The Ghost-Eyed Old Freak was nearly angered to the point of fainting. Those Disciple members couldn't even hold on for half an hour, so what was the point of talking about three hours?

This was clearly a refusal to let go. Seeing the Evil Path Disciple members falling one after another, there were now less than five hundred people left.

On the other hand, the Righteous Path Disciple members were surging with Aura, having barely lost anyone. This was a highly unequal war of attrition.

"Fine, I agree. Stop now!" the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak roared.

Hearing the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak's voice, the Evil Path Disciple members let out a sigh of relief, and their weapons slowed down.

However, even though they slowed down, the Righteous Path Disciple members were already bloodthirsty and didn't show any signs of easing up. In an instant, a dozen Evil Path Disciple members were hacked to death. Before dying, they still had expressions of confusion: "Wasn't it already over? Why are you still killing me?"

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly," Long Chen tilted his head, pretending he hadn't heard.

"Bastard, I said I agree to your conditions! Stop now!"

The Ghost-Eyed Old Freak's anger soared to the heavens, his hair standing on end, his face turned green with rage. With a roar, the entire battlefield trembled.

"Oh, oh, I heard you clearly this time. Sorry. Brothers, stop now, retreat," Long Chen shouted. Although his words were ruthless, he also wanted to wipe out the Evil Path Disciple members.

But doing so didn't fit the strategy. These remaining Evil Path Disciple members were the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak's last hope.

If he really killed them all, the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak would have nothing left to worry about and would go insane. If he went mad, even if Tu Fang could fight him to a draw, he definitely couldn't stop a madman.

If the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak went mad and started slaughtering the younger generation, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain. The final result would be mutual destruction, which would be meaningless.

Long Chen knew the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak's mindset, so he controlled the situation perfectly. By leaving these five hundred people, he left a glimmer of hope for the Evil Path.

After all, having experienced such a great battle, these Evil Path Disciple members were the elites among elites. They still had a chance to make a comeback.

Long Chen left the Ghost-Eyed Old Freak a hope, so he would be cautious and not go berserk.

As for whether this "hope" was real or fake, Long Chen didn't care that much. Anyway, his goal had been achieved.

On the battlefield, he was an invincible warrior, fighting to the death, but as a commander, he had to remain calm and calculate everything flawlessly.

This was also why Long Chen liked fighting but didn't like calculating. He preferred solving problems with his fists; it was much more satisfying than using his brain.

Following Long Chen's voice, the Righteous Path Disciple members retreated one after another, coming to Long Chen's side.

The Evil Path Disciple members finally let out a sigh of relief. More than half of the five hundred people collapsed directly to the ground, and some even fainted.

Enduring in fear was a huge shock to both body and spirit.

With the Disciple members below stopping, those Senior Brother-level experts and Elder members also ceased their fighting.

Tang Waner supported the pale-faced Chu Yao and came to Long Chen. Long Chen looked at Chu Yao and said with a pained expression:

"I'm sorry, I'm a spendthrift. Before dawn, I even used up all your pocket money."

Long Chen's final strike had completely drained Chu Yao's Spiritual Qi; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to block Yin Luo's strike that carried Innate power.

Because of this, not only was Chu Yao's spiritual power exhausted, but she had also suffered tremendous mental shock.

Looking at Long Chen, Chu Yao's heart was filled with warmth. Long Chen was still that same Long Chen, a figure who attracted attention wherever he went. Even among numerous Dao-Derivers, no one could overshadow his radiance.

Long Chen was the hero in her heart. Even though she was strong now, Long Chen was no weaker than her. The entire battlefield had been under his command, completing a near-perfect reversal.

Reaching out with her jade hand, she gently tidied Long Chen's slightly messy hair. Chu Yao's beautiful eyes were full of pride.

At this moment, Tu Fang arrived with all the Elder-level experts and a group of Senior Brother-level warriors.

Long Chen looked at the crowd and his expression suddenly changed: "Where is A'Man?"

Because Long Chen had looked around and couldn't see A'Man's tall figure, he couldn't help but be startled.

"Don't worry, A'Man was tired from fighting and fell asleep," Tang Waner smiled slightly and pointed behind her. Seven or eight Disciple members were carrying a wooden bed, and A'Man was lying on it, snoring loudly.

It turned out that after A'Man killed that Dao-Deriver wielding the giant axe, the red glow on his body faded, and he immediately fell asleep, unable to be woken up.

Although he didn't know why, Long Chen knew it was nine times out of ten related to the strange phenomenon that appeared on A'Man earlier.

When the strange phenomenon appeared on A'Man, it seemed that something had awakened within him. Although he couldn't figure it out, it was good that A'Man was fine.

Looking at the crowd, besides Lei Qianshang, three other core Disciple members hadn't arrived, making Long Chen's heart sink.

Sure enough, war was that cruel. It was impossible not to have casualties. Now, the team of over three thousand people was left with only over a thousand.

The branch's seventeen hundred Disciple members were now less than eight hundred. It could be said to be extremely tragic.

Although he had long expected the result to be tragic, this casualty number still far exceeded Long Chen's expectations.

Behind those numbers represented vivid lives. Long Chen even discovered that some familiar faces had disappeared, disappearing from this world forever.

This made Long Chen both angry and pained. Looking at the Evil Path experts in front of him, he roared: "You bastards, what are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and hand over your spatial rings? If anyone dares to hide anything, we will fight to the death, starting the war immediately!"

The Righteous Path Disciple members, seeing Long Chen who had just been calm and composed, immediately had red eyes when they saw them. How could they not understand what Long Chen was thinking?

Whether it was the branch Disciple members or other Righteous Path Disciple members, seeing that Long Chen, although fierce and unparalleled, had no airs of an expert, was a man of true character who really treated everyone around him as brothers.

Although Long Chen tried his best to hide the pain on his face, everyone could see the emotions flowing in his heart from his red eyes.

"Start the war immediately!"

"Start the war immediately!"

"Start the war immediately!"

The Righteous Path Disciple members, whose anger had just subsided, were instantly ignited by Long Chen. They all had weapons in hand, gnashing their teeth like a group of fierce beasts, staring fixedly at the Evil Path Disciple members.

The Ghost-Eyed Old Freak saw the battle subside and wanted to take the opportunity to bargain, but seeing the Righteous Path Disciple members looking like they were going to fight to the death, he hurriedly told his Disciple members to hand over their rings.

Those Evil Path Disciple members couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. The world had changed; Righteous Path Disciple members were far more ferocious than Evil Path Disciple members.

After confiscating all the Evil Path Disciple members' spatial rings, the anger on the Righteous Path side finally subsided slightly.

"You wait, this isn't over between us."

The Ghost-Eyed Old Freak glared fiercely at Long Chen and left slowly with the Evil Path Disciple members. The once mighty army had become a lonely remnant.

The biggest change was that of the original twenty thousand new generation Disciple members, only about five hundred were alive. For the Evil Path Disciple members, this was an unprecedented blow.

"Long Chen, you should keep this golden spear!" Song Mingyuan and Luo Cang walked over, carrying a golden spear.

Long Chen glanced at the golden spear, knowing it was a Spirit Weapon, extremely powerful, but its weight was slightly less than Evil-Slaying, and he wasn't used to using a spear.

He said to Mo Nian: "Take this trophy back! It will count as an explanation when you return."

Listening to Mo Nian's tone, he knew he had run away from home, wanting to defeat Yin Luo, but unfortunately, this Yin Luo was too powerful. The two of them together couldn't kill him.

To put it plainly, it wasn't the two of them together, it should have been the three of them together. If it weren't for Chu Yao's support, Long Chen and Mo Nian would have already died under Yin Luo's strike that contained a trace of the power of heaven and earth.

The three of them together still couldn't keep him, which indeed made Long Chen and Mo Nian feel helpless. While helpless, they also had to admit that Yin Luo was truly powerful.

"I have trophies. What trophy could be more convincing than this?"

Mo Nian changed from his usual indifference. A thigh appeared in his hand. While being triumphant, he actually stroked it twice gently.

The crowd felt a chill. Holding a thigh and having an expression of intoxication like stroking a young girl's tender skin was indeed a Realm.

Long Chen reached out and took the spear. The weight was nearly 30% lighter than Evil-Slaying. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice. If it weren't for the advantage of the weapon, it was hard to say who would win this battle.

After pondering for a moment, among the current new generation of Disciple members, no one could lift this spear, let alone use it. No, there should be one person who could use it.

"Gu Yang," Long Chen called out.

Gu Yang walked out of the crowd. Now, his shattered arms had been treated by the experts of the Heavenly Wood Palace. Apart from the exhaustion of Spiritual Qi, other external injuries were no longer serious.

"You are also a strength-type, so this spear is for you. Try it," Long Chen reached out and handed the spear to Gu Yang.

Gu Yang looked at the spear, his eyes a little red. He wanted to take it but didn't dare to: "Long Chen… I…"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take it. This thing is too heavy, my hand is getting sore," Long Chen simply pushed the golden spear towards Gu Yang.

Gu Yang was taken aback, hurriedly reached out both hands, hugged the golden spear, and staggered back several steps before barely stabilizing his figure.

Gu Yang looked at the spear in his hand, and his nose felt a little sore. Such a treasure, their Family only had one. Long Chen actually threw such a treasure to him directly.

And he had once forced Long Chen into a desperate situation, but Long Chen didn't hold any grudges. Even with Gu Yang's arrogant personality, he couldn't help but be moved to tears, choking up: "Long Chen, I…"

"If you want to offer yourself, don't say it. You know what kind of person I, Long Chen, am. I only like beautiful women," Long Chen hurriedly shook his head, not wanting to hear his rambling.

The crowd couldn't help but laugh. Tang Waner's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help but peek at Chu Yao, seeing that Chu Yao was smiling at Long Chen the whole time, without a trace of anger.

"Since things here are over, I should go back too," Mo Nian walked to Long Chen and said.