Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts - Chapter 6414 Traces of the Original Devil Race
Chapter 6414 Traces of the Original Devil Race
“Master, I am loyal to you—AH!”
Long Xu suddenly clutched his head and screamed, feeling as if millions of needles were stabbing his soul.
“You dare to use such petty tricks on me? You fool, if you want to die so badly, I don’t mind killing you.” Long Chen snorted.
He formed a one-handed seal, and Long Xu’s body was lifted into the air as if by an invisible hand.
“Master, spare me! Master, please! I won’t dare to do it again! I swear on my soul that I am absolutely loyal to you! Please, spare me this once! I’ve been useful, haven’t I?!” Long Xu’s shrill cries echoed through the air like a pig being slaughtered.
Even at his level, before death, he was nothing but a terrified ant.
Xi Yuanqing and the others shuddered as they watched. Someone who could kill Ming Cang was an existence they could only look up to. However, such an existence was simply Long Chen’s slave.
Then, Long Xu collapsed on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, terror swarming his eyes. He could feel Long Chen’s genuine killing intent, and it chilled his soul.
Watching Long Xu kowtow like a chicken pecking for corn, Long Chen said, “You intentionally lured me here but failed to mention Ming Cang’s power or the Divine Sovereign’s seal on his body. You hoped that the seal would kill me, which would free you from my control and remove a powerful rival.
“When you realized that the explosion only injured me slightly, you knew your plan had failed. Even if Ming Cang wanted to drag me down, the Earth Cauldron would’ve protected me. That’s why you acted afterward—to make yourself seem loyal and useful. Do you think I can’t tell?”
Long Xu’s face turned ashen. Long Chen’s words were spot on.
Naturally, he was unhappy about the slave seal. After reaching the peak of the Human Emperor realm, he recruited a huge number of vile dragons and was somewhat qualified to compete with Long Wu and Ming Cang.
However, qualification was not the same as power. He lacked their background, and in a direct confrontation, he would never win.
When he learned Ming Cang was preparing to merge his Sovereign flames using the dragon corpses as a formation, he thought of Long Chen. Then, he sent word to draw Long Chen here, hiding his intentions by masking the Slaughter Spear with his own Spiritual Strength.
According to his plan, Long Chen would die here after being surrounded by Ming Cang and his subordinates.
Even if Long Chen realized the betrayal in his final moments, Long Xu’s soul was anchored in the Slaughter Spear. Protected by it, Long Xu believed there was an eighty percent chance he’d survive Long Chen’s death-triggered slave seal.
In his wildest dream, Long Chen and Ming Cang would destroy each other, leaving him to finish them both off and take everything.
Hence, when he saw Long Chen grab Ming Cang’s throat, he almost passed out from joy. He knew the seal in Ming Cang’s body would activate when he was about to die, and it would kill Long Chen.
However, Long Chen reacted too fast. With Evilmoon’s aid, he survived with only a minor injury.
In an instant, Long Xu had a bad feeling. Seeing Ming Cang about to detonate, he made his move. That detonation was fueled by an immense amount of energy—energy Long Xu desperately wanted for himself.
Striking at that moment, he killed Ming Cang and absorbed his power, appearing to prove his loyalty while seizing his chance to grow stronger.
Yet, Long Chen saw through everything.
At this moment, Long Xu thought of the energy within the Slaughter Spear—the condensed essence of all the vile dragons he had slain. That power represented his future, his glory, everything he had worked for. The thought of losing it all filled him with terror and desperation.
He kowtowed frantically, his voice breaking as he begged for mercy.
“Lord Long Chen! Please, just give me one last chance! I’ve recruited many vile dragon experts and gathered a great deal of valuable information for you! I swear I can still be useful! Please don’t kill me!”
Long Chen said nothing. His expression was dark, unreadable.
Long Xu was trembling, knowing that saying anything more was useless. He had already said everything he could, and repeating it would only draw Long Chen’s ire. His fate would be decided right here and now.
Only now did he understand how foolish he had been. Long Chen had seen through his little schemes from the very start. Their intelligence wasn’t even on the same level. At this moment, regret flooded him. To die like this… it truly wasn’t worth it.
“I don’t dislike stupid people,” said Long Chen gloomily. “I don’t even dislike clever ones. But I do hate those who think they’re clever enough to trick me. And I especially hate traitors…”
“Master, I won’t dare again! I swear it!” Long Xu’s voice cracked as he wept, kowtowing once more.
This was no act; his tears were real. He had been so close to standing at the pinnacle of the vile dragon race’s younger generation. That was his life’s dream.
Even Ming Cang had fallen to his hands. Once he dealt with Long Wu and the others, he would be number one among his peers. To die now, with that dream so close—he couldn’t accept it.
“Since you were somewhat useful to me, I’ll spare your life this time,” said Long Chen coldly. “But if you dare play any tricks again, I won’t kill you. I’ll make you beg for death.”
“Many thanks, Master! Many thanks!” Long Xu kowtowed excitedly, his body trembling with relief.
“Reporting to Master,” he continued hastily, “when I discovered that Ming Cang was about to merge his Sovereign flames, I knew I wasn’t a match for him. That’s why I sought your aid. I’ll make up for my foolishness! Right now, Ming Cang’s energy and the Divine Sovereign Seal’s energy are locked inside the Slaughter Spear. Once I absorb them, I’ll be able to merge my Sovereign flames and even wield a trace of a Divine Sovereign’s power! My strength will rise to a new level.
“By then, even if Long Wu manages to merge his Sovereign flames, I won’t need to fear him. After I kill Long Wu and Yan Tuo, no one in the vile dragon race will be able to compete with me! I can help Master seize control of the vile dragon race and establish your foothold in the Primal Chaos World!”
Long Xu was not entirely foolish. Fearing that Long Chen might change his mind, he hurried to prove his value.
“Ah, that’s right. Yan Tuo is the one on par with Ming Cang. He’s the last of the three peak heavenly geniuses of the vile dragon race,” added Long Xu.
Although being schemed against irritated Long Chen, he had to admit that killing Long Xu outright would be a waste. After all, Long Xu was already this strong.
For now, Long Xu was too terrified to scheme against Long Chen. He possessed many things and didn’t want to lose them all on a foolish gamble. He would definitely be loyal to Long Chen—as long as Long Chen remained someone he deeply feared.
“Speak. Did you hear any useful information?” asked Long Chen.
Long Xu nodded. “Reporting to Master, according to the information one of my subordinates found, we have discovered the tracks of the original devil race!”
“What?!” Long Chen’s expression instantly changed.
