Chapter 6356 Boss San Is Back

Long Chen’s laughter shook the entire altar, disturbing all the cultivators around it.

This place was chaos itself. Experts from the nine heavens and from the outside world were all present. However, the Grand Dao qi was so precious that everyone was focused on absorbing as much of it as they could.

But soon, unease spread. They discovered that once this energy entered their bodies, it ruined the carefully maintained balance in them, igniting their tempers and unsettling their moods.

They wanted only the essence, but there was no way to separate it. They had to swallow everything together.

Worse, after absorbing a certain amount, they found themselves stuck. While their bodies’ capacity hadn’t reached its limit, they could no longer take in more. If they forced it, the Grand Dao qi they had absorbed would leak out uncontrollably. No matter how hard they tried, nothing changed.

At this moment, Long Chen’s arrogant laughter rang out. To everyone else, it felt like a blatant mockery, as though he were showing off.

Suddenly, a hand ripped through space. A winged lifeform with clawed hands streaked toward Long Chen, moving with terrifying speed.

Those claws were less than three inches from Long Chen’s face when his hand shot out and caught them. In an instant, the attacker froze, completely unable to move.

When the winged lifeform finally saw Long Chen’s face, his pupils shrank. Most of his rage instantly vanished, replaced by dread. In desperation, he lashed out with a kick to force Long Chen to release him.

“997 Sovereign flames? Are you trying to ruin Boss Long San’s reputation by making it look like I bully the weak?”

Long Chen snorted coldly. With a single swing of his arm, he ignored the attack and smashed the figure into the ground like a ragdoll.

The altar itself didn’t even quiver, unshaken by this attack. But the winged lifeform was reduced to a splattered paste of flesh and devil blood.

Zhi Zhi immediately swept in, cleaning up the mess, including the blood staining the altar. At the same time, however, it expressed a faint sense of displeasure toward Long Chen. Clearly, this kind of bloody execution created more work for it.

“This power...” Long Chen muttered, surprised.

That single casual throw had unleashed shocking might. The Grand Dao qi was truly extraordinary.

“Although the Grand Dao qi is powerful, it’s not something you can control. You only feel overflowing with strength because you’ve cast aside the chains binding you. Your power hasn’t suddenly grown... this is simply your true self,” said the Earth Cauldron.

The Earth Cauldron was pleasantly surprised. The human race truly was miraculous. With a single spark of insight, they could transform completely.

Cultivation was, by nature, a rebellion against the heavens. It demanded restraint and self-control. Yet, the more one cultivated, the more limitations they imposed on themselves—until, in the end, many lost sight of who they truly were.

In the mortal world, Long Chen started his cultivation with Qi Condensation, Blood Condensation, Tendon Transformation, Bone Forging, and Meridian Opening. Step by step, he expelled the impurities in his body.

Then he advanced into the Xiantian realm, and beyond that, Sea Expansion, Foundation Forging, Jade Core, Soul Transformation, Netherpassage, and Heavenly Merging. At every stage, he refined his body and soul, expelling impurities in the hope of one day merging with the Dao.

But now, after absorbing the Grand Dao qi, he understood: the essence of the Dao was not purity alone. It was everything—essence and impurity, Yin and Yang, all woven into one natural whole.

After comprehending this, Long Chen realized that Dao had nothing to do with one’s realm. Greater power did not mean greater closeness to the Dao. The Dao was always at their side—either they grasped it, or they did not.

Long Chen’s mind opened. While he didn’t know if this was the true Dao, he didn’t care. What he knew was that nothing could restrain him anymore.

“Damn human, you’re too arrogant!”

At this moment, another furious roar rang through the air, and a giant heaven-splitting hatchet hacked down on Long Chen like a bolt of lightning.

But Evilmoon had long since withdrawn its defenses, focusing fully on devouring Grand Dao qi. In any case, Long Chen didn’t need its protection anymore.

The giant hatchet froze in midair the moment Long Chen caught it. He sneered. “A child’s toy. You can take it back.”

With a flick of his arm, he hurled the weapon back along its original path.

“Ah!” A scream echoed.

The hatchet’s master reflexively caught it with one hand, only to have his entire arm destroyed. After all, Long Chen was quite sinister. He had secretly laced the hatchet with his Sovereign flames, planting a hidden trap.

The unfortunate guy had only recently acquired this divine hatchet and hadn’t had time to fully refine it. He never sensed the terrifying power concealed within.

Before he could react, Long Chen appeared in front of him. With a single extended finger, he pierced a hole through the man’s skull.

Just like that, another expert with 997 Sovereign flames fell.

Long Chen couldn’t help but shake his head. These people had climbed too quickly in power, but their perception was still anchored to their old selves. Had they not been so blind, they never would have provoked him.

Even before absorbing the Grand Dao qi, Long Chen never considered experts at their level a threat—let alone now.

His body and soul felt lighter than ever, like a bird freed from its cage at last, soaring into the heavens.

In the past, Long Chen had always felt that as his power grew, his guts seemed to shrink. Now, he understood that he had been putting shackles on himself.

He had done all he could to stop, to break free, but he struggled because of it.

It was like wearing clean clothes and being afraid of getting the slightest dirt on them. However, after absorbing the Grand Dao qi, he had fallen into mud. Since he was already filthy, why would he care about a bit of dirt?

From the start, man was born of contradictions, a union of Yin and Yang. Why force himself to be pure?

“When Boss San comes, the earth roars and heaven shrieks. When Boss San leaves, ghosts sob and gods weep. Little devils of the Primal Chaos World, it’s time to tremble beneath Boss Long San’s feet!” Long Chen declared.

Long Chen spread his arms wide. A wave of qi erupted from his body, sending astral winds howling through the altar.

The experts closest to him were trying to absorb the Grand Dao qi, but they were blasted away by these astral winds. Their power was insufficient to compete with him.

Against opponents like these, Long Chen couldn’t even be bothered to waste time. His target lay ahead—the altar’s very heart.

Each step he took made the altar quiver. With every advance, terrifying auras erupted like volcanoes, rising one after another to bar his path.

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