Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts - Chapter 6177 Immense Pressure

Chapter 6177 Immense Pressure

“Long Biluo? Is she some kind of god?” asked Long Chen.

“You don’t know Long Biluo, but you know Long Aotian, right?” replied Feng Fei.

“Of course.”

Although Long Aotian had died many years ago, Long Chen still harbored deep resentment toward him. In the Seven Treasure Space, Long Chen would often summon Long Aotian’s image just to kill him over and over to vent his anger.

And it wasn’t just Long Aotian. Everyone from that branch of the Long clan was the target of Long Chen’s hatred. Back when he rescued his father from their prison, he had nearly slaughtered the entire branch. If not for his father stopping him, he would have done so without hesitation. fre(e)webnove.l.c.om

“That Long Biluo is from the same branch as Long Aotian. I’m sure you, more than anyone, understand the relationship between you and that branch,” said Feng Fei.

“So… their branch is on the rise?” Long Chen asked.

“Exactly. Several terrifying figures have emerged from their lineage. They currently have seven divine sprouts who’ve reached the hundred-flame level.”

“Is that verified?”

Long Chen’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Reaching one hundred Sovereign flames was a near-impossible feat. Among ten thousand divine sprouts, perhaps only one would succeed. Hence, for a single branch to produce seven was staggering.

“It’s true,” Feng Fei confirmed. “And they’re not just average divine sprouts—they’re monsters among monsters. That Long Biluo in particular is said to be the number one prodigy of the Long clan. Just yesterday, the Jiang clan received confirmed news that she’s already surpassed the three hundred flame threshold.”

Long Chen couldn’t help but gasp. According to the Earth Cauldron, every hundred-flame threshold marked a qualitative leap.

Feng Fei continued, “Our patriarch said that once Long Biluo comes out of seclusion, she will be able to sweep through the Sovereign Lord realm. Unless a Divine Sovereign appears, no one will be able to stop her.

“In his words, a divine sprout with one hundred Sovereign flames is unmatched amongst early-stage Sovereign Lords. Two hundred sweeps through mid stage. Three hundred… and they can reign supreme over the entire Sovereign Lord realm. In other words, once this generation of divine sprouts matures, those old Sovereign Lords who’ve slumbered since the primal chaos era will be discarded by the times—reduced to mere spectators.”

Hundred-flame divine sprouts were already extremely rare existences. For Long Biluo to have surpassed three hundred meant she truly was a peerless monster.

None of the other divine clans had produced anyone close. Even their most dazzling geniuses paled in comparison to her. The gap was hard to overcome.

Feng Fei continued explaining that dark undercurrents had already begun flowing within the Jiuli race. In terms of divine sprout numbers and overall strength, the Long clan stood at the top. The Ye clan came second, the Zhao clan third, and unfortunately, the Jiang clan was dead last.

From her tone, Long Chen could tell the Jiang clan had been going through difficult times. The Jiuli race’s internal strife was a major headache.

With Long Biluo’s rise, the Long clan’s dominance grew firmer. Moreover, they maintained close ties with the Brahma line and had the full support of the Zhao clan. The entire Jiuli race was now holding its breath, waiting for the hammer to fall.

After all, the Ye clan had drawn a clear line. They declared that if the Long clan dared to align with the Brahma line, they would sever all ties and go to war. If pushed, they would fight to the death.

The Jiang clan was doing its best to mediate between the factions, but with its next generation so weak, its influence had been waning steadily.

Feng Fei had clearly been bottling all this up. Now, with someone she trusted before her, all of her frustrations came pouring out.

“You’ve seen it for yourself. Our people have fallen to the point of helping others grovel before the Jiuli race,” she said bitterly. “In the future, the Jiang clan may be of limited help to you.”

The Jiuli race had great aspirations. Since they had their own entrance to the heaven region’s battlefield, they planned on using this opportunity to pull in more allies. Then, the Jiuli race’s Divine Sprout Legion would sweep through the heaven region’s battlefield.

“Feng Fei, thank you,” said Long Chen sincerely.

This information was very important to him.

“No need for thanks,” she laughed. “If you really want to show your appreciation, why not pull me to your side too?”

“Uh…” Long Chen looked a little flustered.

“Hehe, I’m just teasing you. Did you take it seriously? You’ve already got too many women, and I wouldn’t want to join that harem,” she grinned. “Anyway, I’ve said what I came to say. I suppose I should thank you for sparing Jiang Zihao. I never liked him, and ever since you beat him up, he doesn’t even dare to leave his room. Hahaha!”

Though Feng Fei was laughing, she understood Long Chen’s temperament well. If not for their connection, Jiang Zihao wouldn’t have lived no matter how many lives he had.

The fact that Long Chen spared him had nothing to do with the Jiang clan and everything to do with her. That meant more to her than she could say.

Feng Fei was intelligent and made it a point to tie herself to the Jiang clan, hoping to redirect Long Chen’s goodwill toward them as well.

In this, she had succeeded—at least to a degree. Although Long Chen had killed a fourth Heavenstage Sovereign Lord of the Jiang clan, he had spared one of their young core disciples. For someone like Long Chen, who was known for his ruthlessness, that was proof of his respect for her.

“Alright, I have to go back and report the success of this mission. The Jiang clan’s internal affairs are also a mess… it’s driving me mad,” Feng Fei said, dispelling the screen.

Just then, Jiang Yue’e brought the other disciples to bid farewell to Long Chen. Feng Fei also spoke a few polite words to Feng You and Cui Hao to show her goodwill.

Feng Fei truly had talent in navigating interpersonal matters. At the very least, no one present left with a bad impression of her. In fact, she seemed just like the sharp and elegant daughter of a noble family.

In the end, she left with the Jiang clan’s disciples, but her steps were heavy with reluctance. Her parting gaze held a quiet sorrow.

Clearly, she loved her clan deeply and was doing all she could to protect it. Yet, despite her best efforts, she felt powerless. The Jiang clan was too large and chaotic, like a gigantic beast she couldn’t rein in.

At the same time, she was worried for Long Chen. Despite his incredible strength, he still hadn’t ignited a single Sovereign flame. Meanwhile, more and more divine sprouts were rising. If things continued this way, he would eventually be surpassed.

In truth, she wanted to stay a bit longer. However, she feared that her concerns would become a burden for Long Chen. In the end, she kept her worries to herself.

After seeing Feng Fei off, Cui Hao got to work. He started setting up transportation formations between the Four Cardinal Alliance and the mixed beast race, as well as reconstructing their protective barrier.

This was a massive investment in the mixed beast race. As compensation, all of their divine sprouts would be required to join the Four Cardinal Alliance’s Elite Legion.

Although it was an exchange of benefits, for now, it seemed mutually beneficial.

With the crisis resolved, Long Chen also bid farewell to Cui Hao and Feng You. However, he didn’t leave immediately.

He found a secluded place not far from the mixed beast race’s territory and set up a formation. Then, he started training with three silver rods and their weight runes. He had to strengthen his constitution now.

Feng Fei’s warning had lit a fire in his heart.

Three hundred Sovereign flames… just the thought of it was suffocating. That kind of power was enough to dominate the entire Sovereign Lord realm. fre.eweb(n)ovel\.c om

Moreover, there was the Heavenly Demon Golden Monkey race’s patriarch. Long Chen’s instincts told him that had they fought, it would have been an incredibly risky gamble. Even if he did win, he would have had to use up all his trump cards.

And that patriarch was only a seventh Heavenstage Sovereign Lord—the weakest among late-stage Lords.

Though Long Chen hadn’t seen Long Biluo’s strength for himself, he trusted Feng Fei’s words. He had to grow stronger.

“I have to open the second gate.”