"Kid, are you alright?" At this moment, a Saint of the Dragon Clan walked over and asked Ye Chen.

This person was named Long Tian, the youngest Saint of the Dragon Clan and Long Chan's uncle.

"I'm fine, just a bit frustrated!" Ye Chen replied, having been quite familiar with the Seven Saints through their exchanged Dao Fruits.

"Frustrated?" Long Tian laughed. "The Six Saints bullying the young with numbers, indeed you should be frustrated."

Ye Chen was just a young junior, while the six of Xuanyang were all old antiques. It's no wonder Ye Chen felt frustrated being bullied by them together.

"Do you need me to avenge you?" Long Tian asked.

"Avenge?" Ye Chen hesitated.

"..."

Long Tian's casual question made Xuanyang and the other Saints nervous, feeling an urge to run away.

The six Saints of the Dragon Clan were all mighty and invincible. Whether the strongest Long Zhen or the youngest Long Tian, they were both supremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary Saints.

If they were to truly engage in battle, Xuanyang and the others would likely be swept away!

"I want to avenge myself!" Ye Chen said in a deep voice.

"Avenge yourself?" Long Tian asked in surprise.

"Saint Long Zhen, I want to ask you to restrain them so that I can duel them one-on-one!" Ye Chen looked at Saint Long Zhen.

"One-on-one?" Saint Long Zhen frowned.

"Yes." Ye Chen nodded. "They have many people and great power. I can't beat them together, so I can only defeat them one by one!"

"Ye Chen, you still have a gap compared to them. Let me help you avenge." Long Tian said.

Ye Chen's cultivation wasn't weak, but there was still a gap compared to a Saint.

Xuanyang, Dao Yi, and the other six Saints, Ye Chen couldn't defeat a single one. Wanting to avenge himself was indeed a pipe dream.

"No way, I want to take action myself, beat them till they cry for their parents and call me grandpa!" Ye Chen insisted.

"..."

"Since that's the case, I'll help you this time!" Saint Long Zhen said.

Dragon Esteem saw Ye Chen's potential and wanted him to become the Dragon Clan's son-in-law, so the Seven Saints were very kind to him.

Moreover, Qin Zhen had been graced by Ye Chen and had made great progress practicing the Heavenly Emperor Fist. Now that Ye Chen asked for help, Qin Zhen couldn't refuse.

"Saint Long Zhen, what do you mean by this? Do you want to declare war against us?" Xuanyang Saint said in a deep voice.

"I'm just intervening to mediate, not to suppress you!" Long Zhen said.

"Mediate?" Jin Chixiao sneered. "Our enmity with Ye Chen is already to the death, how can it be mediated?"

Saint Long Zhen was terrifyingly powerful, his cultivation far beyond the other Saints, likely a Great Saint.

Xuanyang, Jin Chixiao, and the others were no match for a Great Saint, but they had powerful backgrounds and were leaders of sacred grounds. Even if a Great Saint descended, it wouldn't be easy to oppress them.

"Your enmity is easy to resolve, just a few battles are enough!" Long Zhen said.

"Haven't we always been fighting?" Sage Dao Yi said.

"Haha." Long Zhen laughed. "I want you to duel, not gang fight, understand?"

"Our advantage is evident, why abandon it?" Dao Yi said.

"Because with our arrival, you no longer have an advantage!" Saint Long Zhen said. "Now, I give you two choices: duel Ye Chen one-on-one, or be crippled by me!"

When Long Zhen said these words, his scholarly aura disappeared, replaced by a tyrannical one!

"Long Zhen, we are all Saints, by what right…" Sage Dao Yi seemed displeased.

"Boom!"

Before Sage Dao Yi could finish, Saint Long Zhen struck.

Long Zhen didn't use any Divine Skills, just a simple punch aimed directly at Sage Dao Yi.

But this plain punch blossomed with an invincible terror.

"One Path Gives Rise to Ten Thousand Magic... ah, how is this possible!"

As Saint Long Zhen suddenly struck, Sage Dao Yi tried to resist, but his Divine Skills were instantly swept away by a storm, and his body flew horizontally.

"..."

The storm came quickly and left quickly. In an instant, peace returned to the place.

However, in that moment of the storm, terror erupted, and everyone was deeply shocked, looking at Saint Long Zhen with reverence.

"A single punch shattered all I had, ending my brilliance, such combat power…" Sage Dao Yi coughed blood on the ground, his life force rapidly declining, suffering unimaginable trauma.

"This is my qualification!" Saint Long Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the Saints. "If you don't want to duel Ye Chen, then duel me!"

"..."

Qin Zhen appeared casual, exuding an air of calm clouds and light breeze, but it filled the Saints with fear.

"Strong, too strong!" Ye Chen looked at Saint Long Zhen, his eyes gleaming brightly.

Saint Long Zhen's strike that heavily injured Sage Dao Yi had used the Heavenly Emperor Fist!

Long Zhen's Heavenly Emperor Fist was somewhat crude, not fully grasping the Emperor's essence.

Yet even so, it was terrifying!

With a single punch, Long Zhen had crippled Dao Yi, his combat power reduced to nothing, barely clinging to life.

The reason for such a result wasn't that the Heavenly Emperor Fist was too fierce, but that Saint Long Zhen was too fierce!

"The Heavenly Emperor Fist of Sage Long Zhen has only about thirty percent of my prowess, but its power when it erupts...what exactly is Sage Long Zhen's cultivation level?" Ye Chen looked at Sage Long Zhen, deeply shocked.

Ye Chen, at his fullest strength, could at most battle Saints. Defeating Saints was impossible, let alone crippling one.

However, Long Zhen's Heavenly Emperor Fist was extremely crude, yet it crippled Sage Dao Yi with one punch, opening Ye Chen's eyes wide!

"Has Long Zhen ascended to a Great Saint?"

Han Yue looked at Sage Long Zhen, his face filled with bewilderment, as if he was utterly stunned.

Han Yue and the Dragon Esteem were battling fiercely, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.

But Long Zhen suddenly erupted, taking Han Yue by complete surprise, leaving him almost incredulous.

The punch just now, stripped of all excess, peerlessly powerful, shining brilliantly, was definitely of Great Saint level combat power!

But Great Saints are the strongest existences, even hundreds of lifetimes can only produce one or two.

The Dragon Clan already had a Dragon Esteem, and now there was another Long Zhen—how could anyone survive this?

"Why did you stop fighting?" the Dragon Esteem asked Han Yue, puzzled.

"Dragon Esteem, tell me!" Han Yue looked at the Dragon Esteem, his eyes alarmingly bright. "Who is the great enemy of the Dragon Clan, capable of exterminating two Great Saints!"

"I don't know either." The Dragon Esteem shook his head slightly. "Shall we continue fighting?"

"After such a battle, what's the point in continuing, I can't beat you!" Han Yue said, quite matter-of-factly.

"..."

Han Yue, an invincible Great Saint, had shaken all ten continents, unbeaten except in forbidden zones.

However, the Dragon Esteem was even more formidable, which made Han Yue feel somewhat disheartened.

Moreover, the Dragon Esteem had fallen for millennia, his cultivation no longer at its peak. Even if Han Yue defeated him, it would be a dishonorable victory.

The Dragon Esteem remained still majestic, and Long Zhen had also ascended to Great Saint, making Han Yue somewhat fearful. Two Great Saints joining forces could easily wipe out superpowers and flatten forbidden zones. But even with two Great Saints and five Saints presiding over, the Dragon Clan had been exterminated... This was inconceivable for Han Yue, unimaginable, and unacceptable.

Who exactly wiped out the Dragon Clan, bringing the once-mighty ancient clan to such dimness?

Han Yue's brain ached from thinking; he didn't want to think anymore, as the more he thought, the more he felt a chill, shock, and fear.

Even the illustrious Dragon Clan was wiped out, if terror strikes again, who can resist?

"Ye Chen, if you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" Xuanyang Saint roared at Ye Chen. "Come, you and I will battle!"

Long Zhen erupted with extreme terror, definitely possessing Great Saint level combat power, shocking Xuanyang and the others.

Faced with the pressure of Great Saint Long Zhen and the gaze of the Dragon Esteem, Xuanyang and the other Saints could only duel Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen, no matter how monstrous and unparalleled, couldn't do much to them. But if the Dragon Esteem and Long Zhen got angry, they could perish!

"Long Chan!"

Ye Chen didn't rush to fight but came before Long Chan, looking at her with hopeful eyes.

"You want the Divine Artifact?" Long Chan deciphered his thoughts after a second's gaze.

"Not want, but borrow!" Ye Chen said. "Lend me the Divine Artifact to kill the enemy, and I'll return it after I exact my revenge!"

Ye Chen had Saint-level combat power, but his realm was inadequate, ultimately difficult to overwhelm Saints.

However, the Divine Artifact is the ultimate weapon. If Ye Chen got the Divine Artifact, the outcome would be unpredictable.

"Who are you? What's the relationship between us? Why should I lend you the Divine Artifact?" Long Chan said indifferently.

The Dragon Esteem had betrothed her to Ye Chen, yet Ye Chen refused to marry her, filling Long Chan with an unspoken resentment and anger.

Moreover, not only did Ye Chen refuse to marry her, but he also deliberately neglected her, leaving Long Chan feeling gloomy and unbearably aggrieved.

Now, Ye Chen was shameless enough to ask her for the Divine Artifact, it would be odd if Long Chan didn't make things difficult for him.

"We've shared intimate moments together, hugged, kissed on the lips, have you forgotten?" Ye Chen said, astonished.

"Get lost!" Long Chan's cheeks flushed slightly, she said angrily.

Ye Chen's words were too bold, with so many people around, wasn't he afraid of being overheard?

"Hurry up and give me the Divine Artifact, or I'll kiss you in front of everyone. Dragon Esteem won't blame me anyway." Ye Chen threatened Long Chan.

"..."

"Long Chan, hurry up, remove all the seals, don't let the Divine Artifact resist me!" Ye Chen said.

"..."

Ye Chen's tone was so casual, as if the Divine Artifact was his. This infuriated Long Chan greatly.

This guy wouldn't even marry her, what right did he have to command her!

"Chan'er, if you obediently lend me the Divine Artifact, I'll marry you!" Ye Chen said softly.

"You..."

Long Chan looked at Ye Chen's mischievous smile, not knowing what to say for a moment.

If she lent Ye Chen the Divine Artifact, he would marry her?

This was indeed tempting, but it was also too impetuous, wasn't it?!

"The Dragon God Spear, the Dragon God Helmet, the Dragon God Armor, and the Dragon God Cloak..."

In the end, Long Chan's cheeks blushed slightly, and she removed the Divine Artifacts from herself, handing them all to Ye Chen.

"..."

Long Chan's straightforwardness left Ye Chen stunned, what was happening? What was Long Chan intending, why was her face blushing?

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