Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts - Chapter 6411 True Sovereign Flame
Chapter 6411 True Sovereign Flame
Heaven and earth shuddered as the massive hand closed in. Endless Grand Dao runes flickered within the sealed space, flowing like rivers of divine light.
This hand was not a divine ability or magical art—it was simply pure Sovereign power.
A simple strike, yet heaven and earth submitted to it. The ten thousand laws followed its command, as if Ming Cang himself had become the ruler of the world.
BOOM!
The hand crushed the space around Long Chen. Ripples spread outward, distorting the void. The suffocating pressure made even distant experts gasp for breath.
Even those who had reached 999 Sovereign flames felt as though their hearts were being squeezed in Ming Cang’s grasp.
“This is the power of someone who transcends the Human Emperor realm? Absolutely terrifying.” “He has just completed the merger and is already so strong. Once he becomes a true Sovereign Lord, won’t he be completely unrivaled under the heavens?” “This is the true Sovereign flame. Our Sovereign flames are fake in comparison. They have the form, but not the divine nature.” “You’re right. Ming Cang is the only one with a true Sovereign flame blessed by the Heavenly Daos. It can incinerate everything in existence and shake the world.”
As they sensed Ming Cang’s overwhelming aura, countless experts felt despair rise in their hearts. So what if they had reached the peak of the Human Emperor realm? In front of Ming Cang, who had merged three nines into one, they were nothing more than ants.
Seeing Ming Cang’s unstoppable power, the vile dragon experts cheered excitedly.
“Lord Ming Cang is already so strong. Once he seizes the Heaven Earth Cauldron, he’ll be unstoppable. Long Wu will only be fit to kneel at his feet!”
When they had first chosen to follow him, they’d been uncertain about how the power struggle would end. However, it seemed that they had chosen correctly. Their gamble had paid off. Ming Cang was so powerful that he could crush Long Chen with a mere wave of his hand.
“Lord Long Chen…!”
Within the Sovereign Dragon Divine Nest, Xi Yuanqing and the others’ expressions all changed.
“You want to suppress me with just this little bit of power? Ming Cang, you’ve really disappointed me!”
Long Chen’s voice echoed from within the massive hand. The gigantic palm suddenly trembled. Cracks spread across it like spiderwebs.
“What?!”
BOOM!
That giant hand blew apart, transforming into tiny runes.
When the light faded, a figure stood amidst the chaos—Cang Lu, who was clad in black armor. Behind him unfurled a pair of pitch-black wings.
These black wings looked like they could tear through the dome of the heavens. As the dark energy swirled around Cang Lu, he looked like a god of darkness.
Everyone stared in disbelief at Cang Lu’s transformation, especially those who had fought him before. None of them had realized that this puppet had been concealing such terrifying power all along.
Remembering how they had once fought him head-on, thinking they could actually kill him, they shuddered.
Ming Cang’s pupils contracted, yet his expression remained calm.
He said, “If I had crushed you with a single strike, you wouldn’t even be worthy to follow me. But this puppet of yours… it’s quite a surprise. With such pure dark energy, its origins must be extraordinary.”
Long Chen replied casually, “It’s not that amazing. He calls himself Cang Lu and claims to be some kind of a Dark Son. Who knows if that’s true? But his power is decent; otherwise, he wouldn’t be qualified as my puppet.”
“Cang Lu…”
Ming Cang’s expression finally changed. He had heard that name before. In the primal chaos era, Cang Lu had been a major figure. And now, Long Chen had refined him into a puppet?
Ming Cang narrowed his eyes. “How brazen. You refined a Dark Son into a puppet. Is this a declaration of war against the Dark Master?”
He was shocked at first, but then felt that Long Chen had simply coincidentally found Cang Lu’s corpse and refined him into a puppet.
In any case, Cang Lu was still in the Human Emperor realm. He wasn’t that great of a threat to Ming Cang.
“The Dark Master? Is he that great? Unfortunately, I wasn’t born in the same era as him, or I’d have beaten him until he cried!” Long Chen sneered contemptuously.
In response to Long Chen’s arrogance, Ming Cang shook his head.
He sighed, “Long Chen… ah, Long Chen. You are too brazen. Since you already refined the Dark Son into a puppet, I probably can’t keep you. What a shame.”
Unwilling to offend the Dark Master, Ming Cang gave up any thought of making Long Chen submit to him.
Otherwise, if the Dark Master were to investigate this issue, then let alone Ming Cang, the entire vile dragon race would perish because of the Dark Master’s wrath.
Long Chen said, “You’re overthinking it. Today, I want to see just how strong this so-called ‘three nines in one’ really is.”
At this moment, Cang Lu’s Bloodfiend Wings quivered, and countless runes lit up on him, transforming him from illusory to real. His body now seemed forged from solid metal, radiating a chilling light.
Through the slaughter, Cang Lu had recovered all of his power. He now teetered on the edge of the next bottleneck. If Ming Cang had already stepped into that realm, then Cang Lu was half a step behind him.
All of a sudden, the void beneath Cang Lu’s feet exploded, and he shot at Ming Cang like a bolt of lightning. Then, a black fist covered in Grand Dao runes smashed toward Ming Cang.
With this attack, the ten thousand Daos seemed to flow with Cang Lu, and Ming Cang sensed it immediately; his heart quivered. He had not expected this puppet to have touched the bottleneck as well.
Snorting, he muttered, “It’s just a puppet. Does it give you the confidence to act so arrogantly?”
Seeing that Cang Lu didn’t draw his weapon, Ming Cang followed suit. He unleashed a punch.
BOOM!
As the two fists collided, a dark shadow swallowed the once-bright sun. Within that darkness, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, sending a figure tumbling backward.
“What?!”
Everyone was stunned, unable to believe their eyes. The wretched figure tumbling backward was actually Ming Cang.
“How can this be?!” the vile dragons shouted.
Long Chen looked at Cang Lu, nodding. As expected, the title of the Dark Son was not given for nothing. Without that inherent power, he could never have been chosen by the Dark Master.
Long Chen had poured everything into defeating Cang Lu before, but now, Cang Lu’s strength had multiplied many times over. Even Ming Cang’s merged Sovereign flames were no match for this surge.
BOOM!
The void split open, and raging flames ignited the sky.
“Huh, you’re finally going all out?” Long Chen taunted.
Ming Cang had truly underestimated Long Chen. He had assumed a single wave of his hand could suppress Long Chen, but under Cang Lu’s pressure, he had to take it seriously. His Sovereign flame blazed around him as he attacked Cang Lu again.
BOOM!
The two figures collided. Darkness met fire in a cataclysmic clash that ripped through the heavens. Terrifying waves of qi spread across heaven and earth, shaking the very world.
