Chapter 6359 Wild

A dark-haired man with two horns on his head emerged. Though black qi swirled around him, he wore spotless white robes. That contrast of darkness and purity radiated a wild, domineering aura.

His expression was cold and aloof, as if he were a god that stood above everyone else. When he appeared, time itself seemed to halt. When his eyes fell upon Long Chen, Mu Qingyun felt her body locked in place by some kind of law.

Those eyes pierced through her like blades, stripping away every defense. Her hand trembled uncontrollably. Never before had she encountered such a terrifying existence.

The white-robed man looked at Mu Qingyun and seemed a bit surprised.

He said, “A female sword cultivator... and your power isn’t bad. If you are willing to serve me, I may consider sparing your life.”

This white-robed man was Cang Lu. His voice was just like his aura, proud and lofty, as if he were a god speaking to an ant.

Mu Qingyun’s hand gripped her sword tightly. A bead of sweat traced down her temple, and her heart quaked on the brink of collapse. If not for the sword in her hand anchoring her spirit, she would have already broken.

Just who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?

Seeing her struggle, Cang Lu lost interest. He turned back toward Long Chen, and instantly the suffocating pressure on Mu Qingyun lifted. Her knees almost buckled; if not for her powerful will, she would have collapsed.

Meanwhile, Long Chen stood calmly, hands clasped behind his back. His gaze was steady as he looked at the white-robed figure. When their eyes met, Long Chen mocked, “Go on—keep acting badass.”

Cang Lu narrowed his eyes.

He said, “What an interesting nine star heir. Your astral energy is a mess, as is your bloodline power. Even your heart-devil qi hasn’t been removed. And still, you’ve clawed your way to this level. Interesting.”

Once, such words would have shaken Long Chen. That someone could unravel his secrets at a glance would have bothered him deeply. But now his mental realm had reached a flawless state, so he no longer cared.

Who cared if someone saw through him? That knowledge had nothing to do with him. In the past, Long Chen had concealed his trump cards because he lacked confidence in himself. Without hidden blades, he would feel exposed.

Now he understood—confidence itself was the greatest weapon. With it, every move became a trump card.

Seeing that Long Chen wasn’t saying anything, Cang Lu coldly asked, “Are you too frightened to speak?”

Long Chen hadn’t intended to waste words, but a thought crossed his mind.

He asked back, “Just now, those idiots called you the son of the Dark Master, right?”

Long Chen’s mind flickered back to the time when he and Mo Nian had destroyed a divine statue of the Dark Master and shattered a spider altar. Evilmoon had devoured all of its power, and its strength had soared to terrifying heights.

However, Long Chen still knew nothing about this Dark Master, so he wanted to see if he could learn anything from Cang Lu.

Cang Lu snorted. “Ignorant fool. Do you think the Dark Master’s name is something an ant like you is worthy of saying? Even someone as powerful as the Nine Star Master fell beneath the Dark Master’s hand. And you—a pitiful seed of that line—dare to bring up his great name?”

Long Chen’s heart clenched violently. His expression twitched.

The Nine Star Master... died to the Dark Master? The Nine Star Master. The Dark Master. What does the title ‘Master’ signify? Why are they addressed as such?

At first, Long Chen had hoped to extract valuable information, but he was now irritated.

At this moment, Cang Lu raised two fingers and said, “I’ll give you two options. Surrender to me, or die!”

Long Chen mirrored him, raising two fingers as well.

“I’ll also give you two options. One—kneel down and call me daddy. Two—I’ll beat you until you call me daddy!”

Mu Qingyun gaped at her Brother San in disbelief. Faced with such a terrifying existence, he still had the gall to mock him?

This person’s power was beyond her comprehension, yet Long Chen acted as though it were nothing. Could he truly not sense it?

Space seemed to freeze. The two of them stared at each other. If someone were to come here and see the two of them standing there with two fingers up, they would find it rather comical. But the killing intent raging through this space made it impossible for anyone to laugh.

“Fool,” spat Cang Lu. “I only considered sparing you because your cultivation base was decent. To serve me would have been the greatest honor your despicable human race could attain. But since you refuse to accept my kindness, I’ll make sure you die in the cruelest way possible!”

“You’re the fool,” Long Chen retorted coldly. “Do you not know? I, Long Chen, will be the king who stands at the peak of the nine heavens. Being my son would be far better than being the spawn of some ugly spider. But since you refuse my kindness, I’ll pound you until your teeth litter the ground! Qingyun, fall back!”

“Brother San...!”

Mu Qingyun’s heart shook. She had never seen such a terrifying existence before, but she was ready to fight alongside Long Chen.

“Qingyun, your Dao-heart still isn’t fully mature. His aura has already shaken you, so you’ve lost the qualifications to face him. Step back and watch how your Brother San puts him in his place,” transmitted Long Chen.

Her sword will had only just taken form. Fighting such an opponent would temper it. However, if it shattered, she would likely never recover.

Seeing how careful Long Chen was, Mu Qingyun nodded and slowly retreated.

Seeing that, Cang Lu sneered, “Your power isn’t bad, but that’s all. With her aid, you might have stood a chance. But alone, you’re not even worth the effort.”

“Is that so?”

Long Chen smiled faintly. Star clouds bloomed beneath his feet. In a blur, he appeared before Cang Lu and threw a punch.

“Complete mastery of the Star Cloud Steps? Hmph, insignificant,” mocked Cang Lu.

Cang Lu seemed very familiar with this move and tilted his head slightly, easily avoiding Long Chen’s punch.

“Keep acting tough!”

Long Chen’s fist shifted mid-motion into a palm, its arc sudden and unpredictable.

Pow!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed across the altar, shattering the suffocating silence.

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