Transform, Long Chen

After Great Master Yunqi finished speaking, flames suddenly surged from his entire body, and countless chains of fire appeared between his hands, forming a cage that covered the man in white.

"Flame Cage."

The speed was unparalleled. Before the man in white could react, he was covered, and simultaneously, countless chains bound him tightly like a wrapped zongzi.

"Ah!"

The man in white was bound by the chains of fire, which were Great Master Yunqi's Origin fire—something even alchemists like Wei Cang and Wang Luyang could not withstand and were instantly killed by.

Although Great Master Yunqi was in a fierce battle, he had been keeping an eye on Long Chen. Now that Long Chen had fallen into crisis, he had finally erupted.

An alchemist's flame power is long-lasting. Although Great Master Yunqi had the upper hand, he could not decide the outcome in a short time.

Seeing that Long Chen was about to lose his life, he held nothing back and directly summoned his Origin fire, an ability he had only recently comprehended in the last few years.

By fusing flames into his life's Origin, once his life's Origin was cultivated to be sufficiently powerful, he could use it to step into the next Realm—the Alchemist King.

At this moment, the Origin fire was summoned outside his body. Its combat power was boundless, burning everything, but it was also consuming his life's Origin.

Trapped by the Origin fire, the man in white struggled frantically, but no matter what, he could not break free, emitting shrill howls.

Yet, what was shocking was that the Origin fire, which even alchemists like Wei Cang and Wang Luyang could not withstand, could not instantly kill the man in white.

"Sigh."

Great Master Yunqi sighed, shook his head, and said, "I am old and useless. Long Chen, I am truly sorry…"

Following Great Master Yunqi's words, people discovered in horror that his figure was slowly disappearing from his feet. As his final words still drifted in the air, he had already scattered with the wind.

"Great Master Yunqi…"

Long Chen could not help but shed tears. Since meeting Great Master Yunqi, he had always treated him with great care; he was a respectable elder. Now, for his sake, he had perished and dissipated into the Dao, and Long Chen's heart was filled with resentment.

"Ah…"

With the disappearance of Great Master Yunqi, the chains of fire binding the man in white also vanished, and the man in white let out an angry roar.

However, at this moment, the man in white could no longer be called "white-clothed." His entire body was scorched pitch-black, resembling a human-shaped piece of charcoal, yet his aura remained terrifying.

"Bastard! I will return the pain you inflicted upon me tenfold!"

The man in white actually gave up on killing Long Chen. With a wave of his large hand, Long Tianxiao in the distance suddenly trembled, as he was sucked over by a terrifying suction force.

"Snap."

The man in white's scorched hand tightly gripped Long Tianxiao's neck, and he said sinisterly to Long Chen, "Brat, you have enraged me. I will not let you die first. As a reward, I will make you watch as the people around you die one by one. Hahaha!"

"Bastard, let go of my father!"

Long Chen's eyes were splitting with rage, and he wanted to rush over, but his body simply would not listen to him, and he was unable to move.

"Haha, are you in pain? Very good, that's right. This is just the beginning; let's take our time." The man in white laughed crazily, filled with satisfaction.

"Chen'er, a real man should have no shame before heaven or earth. Life and death can be regarded as trivial; there is no need to be sad." Although Long Tianxiao was being gripped by the neck and unable to resist, he had no fear at this moment.

Watching his father being gripped by the neck, Long Chen's rage broke through his crown, and endless killing intent spread within his chest.

What Long Chen did not know was that when the killing intent in his heart reached its extreme, the Fengfu Star beneath his feet began to spin crazily.

The angrier Long Chen became, the more crazily the Fengfu Star operated. When Long Chen's rage reached an extreme, the Fengfu Star suddenly came to a halt.

"You're not afraid of death? Very good, then I'll start with you. Go to hell!" The man in white sneered, his right hand exerting force, about to crush Long Tianxiao's throat.

"You go to hell!"

An angry roar shook the firmament, as if coming from above the Nine Heavens, representing the wrath of thunder. Everyone present felt their eardrums roaring and their minds shaken.

The man in white was the closest and bore the brunt of it, his head buzzing, as if his brains had been shaken into mush.

Bang!

The man in white felt a sharp pain in his body; his entire person flew backward and slammed heavily onto the ground. Only then did he regain his senses, looking ahead with a face full of horror.

In that instant, the sky that had been shining with a bright sun was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Countless thunderbolts flashed incessantly, covering a radius of ten thousand miles, as if the apocalypse had arrived. The scene was terrifying.

At the same time, he saw a figure. A faint halo appeared on his body, and a terrifying aura constantly washed over heaven and earth.

"What is this?"

The man in white could not help but be greatly alarmed. He saw clearly that the man was none other than Long Chen. However, at this moment, Long Chen was more like a Devil King Awakening or a Heavenly God descending, with his entire body radiating terrifying pressure that made one's heart and soul tremble.

"Crack."

The Fengfu Star beneath Long Chen's feet cracked, its layers of outer shell peeling away like a pearl covered in mud, finally releasing its own luster.

After the outer shell peeled off, inside was a star—a real star. One could see mountains, rivers, and vast oceans within.

When this star appeared, Long Chen's originally exhausted Spiritual Qi was immediately filled by this star. With one punch, he sent the man in white flying and rescued Long Tianxiao.

He reached out and sent his father away, letting him get far from his battlefield. This was an instinct, because he felt that something terrifying was likely to happen in a moment.

Long Chen slowly closed his eyes and, as if whispering in a dream, spoke a single sentence.

"First of the Nine Stars, Fengfu Battle Body—Appear."

When he opened his eyes again, a star appeared within his pupils.

After this star appeared, heaven and earth shook violently, like a mountain collapsing or a tsunami. Even those watching from tens of miles away fell down one after another, fleeing with faces full of horror, as if heaven and earth were about to shatter.

At the same time, an endless, violent aura surged from Long Chen's body, shooting straight into the clouds. The Nine Heavens shook, and countless gravel stones around him broke free from gravity, slowly floating into the air.

"Pop, pop, pop, pop."

Those gravel stones floating in mid-air seemed to be under the pressure of some force and exploded one after another. Long Tianxiao and the others looked at Long Chen with horror. Was this still the Long Chen they were familiar with?

At this moment, Long Chen was like a Devil King descending, or a Heavenly Emperor walking, looking down upon all directions, capable of making all of eternity submit.

"Whoosh."

Long Chen disappeared from his spot, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of the man in white, throwing a punch.

Although the man in white was looking at Long Chen with horror, he was also constantly paying attention to him. Seeing Long Chen disappear, without a second thought, he threw a punch.

"Crack."

The sound of breaking bones arrived. The man in white collided with Long Chen's punch, and his entire arm was shattered, causing him to let out a miserable groan.

Shattering the man in white's arm with one punch, Long Chen did not pause in the slightest; he stomped his left foot on the ground and violently raised his right knee.

"Bang."

Long Chen's knee slammed heavily into the bridge of the man in white's nose. A teeth-aching sound of bone cracking came, and the man in white flew backward.

But just as the man in white flew out, Long Chen streaked through the air like a phantom, soaring into the sky. He raised his right hand high and smashed down with a punch.

"Bang."

The man in white's body smashed heavily onto the ground like a falling meteor. The hard ground, like the surface of water, was struck, sending out ripples that spread in all directions.

The solid ground was smashed into a large crater with a radius of a hundred zhang. In the center of the crater, the scorched figure lay there, no longer resembling a human.

His bones were completely shattered, and he was almost in an inverted U-shape. Yet, what was horrifying was that the man in white still had not died, breathing frantically.

"Are ants not supposed to struggle? Then what are you struggling for now? Are ants supposed to die in pain? Very well, I will fulfill that for you."

Long Chen walked to the edge of the giant crater, looking at the man in white at the bottom, a pile of nails appearing in his hand.

"Feel the pain!" Long Chen gave a low shout, flicked his hand, and dozens of nails flew straight toward the man in white.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff…"

The sound of iron nails entering flesh arrived. The man in white, who had been breathing frantically, immediately had his eyes bulge outward, nearly popping out.

"Ah…"

A miserable scream arrived, which could be heard even from tens of miles away. The scream was filled with pain, making one's hair stand on end.

"You are the true ant. My brother was hit by these Bone-Eroding Nails and didn't make a single sound. You are just trash."

Long Chen coldly watched the man in white, who was screaming incessantly. His eyes were filled with coldness, and at the same time, his heart was filled with the satisfaction of revenge.

He hated weakness, hated others being high and mighty, and hated being treated like meat on a chopping block. He secretly swore to himself that he would become stronger and would absolutely not allow anyone to humiliate him like this.

Suddenly, the star in Long Chen's eyes slowly disappeared, and Long Chen immediately felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him, causing him to fall backward.

However, Long Chen did not fall onto the cold ground; instead, he fell into a warm embrace. A faint, lingering fragrance wafted over, making him feel incomparably warm.

"Long Chen."

Chu Yao held the extremely weak Long Chen, her beautiful eyes filled with tears of happiness. After many twists and turns, the sky had finally cleared after the rain.

"Lying in your arms is so comfortable; I really want to sleep here," Long Chen said with his eyes closed, sounding somewhat exhausted.

Chu Yao's pretty face flushed red. Long Chen felt something was unusual, so he opened his eyes and looked. Seeing his father, mother, Shi Feng, and a group of others looking at him with strange expressions, Chu Yao's face turned even redder.

Long Chen also gave an awkward smile, trying his best to stand straight. Taking advantage of Chu Yao in front of so many people—his thick skin still needed more Cultivation.

Looking at the man in white at the bottom of the crater, he had already stopped wailing at this moment. Even an expert in the Tendon Transformation Realm could not withstand the pain of the Bone-Eroding Nails and had been tortured to death.

Looking at the man in white's corpse, which was almost scorched and resembled a hedgehog, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This monster-like, powerful person had finally died.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the distance. A man who looked like a general ran up to Long Tianxiao, bowed, and said, "Reporting to the Marquis, we have captured spies from Great Xia, but they are holding the Seventh Prince hostage. Please, Marquis, make a decision."

That officer was very clever and knew how to read the wind and steer the rudder. Seeing that the situation on Long Chen's side was settled, he immediately switched sides.

Chu Yao's expression changed. Long Chen said, "Let's go take a look."

Layers of soldiers opened up a path. Long Chen saw two acquaintances and could not help but let a cold sneer appear at the corner of his mouth.

Those two were none other than Zhou Yaoyang and Xia Baichi. They were holding long swords, tightly pressed against Chu Feng's neck. Seeing Long Chen arrive, Xia Baichi said nervously, "Long Chen, if you don't want anything to happen to him, hurry up and let us leave, otherwise…"

"Kill him," Long Chen smiled slightly.