Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

“Long Chen, you are a calamity upon the Dragon Domain! A despicable ingrate like you dares to bring ruin to the Dragon Domain? Today, I won’t stop until I see you dead!”

A heaven-shaking roar resounded throughout the Dragon Domain. It was the voice of Ying Changkong, the leader of the resonant dragon race.

At this moment, the resonant dragon race, bone dragon race, and their subordinate factions stood united at the border of the Dragon Domain. Millions of experts had gathered, forming a fearsome lineup.

Ying Changkong stood at the front, roaring at the Dragon Domain. His preparations for battle were complete. Behind him, countless heavenly geniuses from the resonant and bone dragon races eagerly awaited the signal to strike.

These experts were the heavenly geniuses who had been sealed throughout the ages. When they learned that the Dragon Domain was undergoing a great transformation and they had a chance to become its new king race, their blood burned with ambition.

The Dragon Domain had been masterless for many years, and their desire to become its king burned brightly in their hearts. For them, might determined right; whoever claimed victory would shape the future of the Dragon Domain.

As if responding to their fervor, the eight colossal spatial gates around the Dragon Domain slowly opened. Waves of black qi poured forth, blanketing the skies and shrouding the surroundings in a suffocating aura of death.

From the depths of the Dragon Domain, a lazy voice rang out. “Brother Changkong, you seem confident. Does this mean you’ve made up your mind to betray the Dragon Domain?”

Long Chen emerged from the shadows, flanked by the Dragonblood Legion.

Behind the Dragonblood Legion were the ancient heavenly geniuses like Chi Wufeng and Mo Yang, their every step reverberating like a drumbeat of war. A sharp killing intent radiated from them, slicing through the air and pressing into the hearts of those who opposed them.

Following them were the race leaders and the warriors of the Dragon Domain. This time, there was no hesitation. With the Dragon Domain’s survival at stake, Mo Ying and the others mobilized their full force.

Of the nine major dragon factions, the resonant dragon race and the bone dragon race stood together in opposition. With their strength bolstered by the Brahma Pill Valley's medicinal pills, they were the most powerful dragon factions in the Dragon Domain. Yet, even with such an advantage, they were still two against seven. The disparity in numbers should have left them wary, but Ying Changkong appeared relaxed as he stared at Long Chen.

“Who do you think you dare to call me brother?” Ying Changkong sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “To say that I’ve betrayed the Dragon Domain, you are simply slandering me. Only an idiot would fall for it. I suppose that’s typical for the contemptible human race. Trying to sow dissension to destroy the entire Dragon Domain? How despicable.”

Long Chen stepped forward, meeting Ying Changkong’s confident gaze without a hint of fear.

With a mocking smile, Long Chen said, “How fake. The noble dragon race once disdained lies and excuses. Yet here you are, parroting falsehoods like a trained dog. It seems the Brahma Pill Valley’s pills have not only corrupted your body but rotted your mind as well. You’ve forgotten the pride and principles of the dragon race. Your betrayal is undeniable—your weapons are now pointed at the Dragon Domain.”

The dragon experts behind Long Chen bristled with fury. At first, many of them refused to believe that the resonant dragon race and the bone dragon race would betray the Dragon Domain. After all, no matter how chaotic the Dragon Domain became or how many of them died, it was all an internal matter of the Dragon Domain. However, the sight of their treachery left no room for denial.

For the dragon race, treachery was the gravest sin. No justification could lessen the betrayal they witnessed. Killing intent blazed within them, and they had the urge to charge forward and slay the dirty traitors right now.

“Your race truly excels at twisting truths and fabricating lies!” Ying Changkong roared, his voice filled with righteous indignation. “I act only for the future of the Dragon Domain! I refuse to let it fall under the sway of a deceitful human like you. Today, no matter how you try to spin it, I will remove you as the greatest threat to the Dragon Domain!”

With his words echoing across the battlefield, Ying Changkong turned toward Mo Ying and the other dragon leaders.

“We are all fellow members of the dragon race! Yet, you would rather trust a sinister human than one of your own? Why?!” Ying Changkong demanded, his voice rising to a crescendo. “If you hand over Long Chen, I, Ying Changkong, swear to surrender myself to your judgment. Do with me as you will” ȐäɴŏＢЁṡ

When Ying Changkong said this, the dragon experts were startled. For a moment, they wondered whether Ying Changkong had really betrayed the dragon race, or if he was simply after Long Chen.

“What an act. Go on, keep acting,” Long Chen said, gesturing for him to keep going.

“This is no act!” Ying Changkong bellowed. “You are the root of the Dragon Domain’s chaos! If you truly cared for the Dragon Domain’s peace, you’d surrender yourself instead of dragging everyone into your mess!”

Long Chen chuckled, shaking his head. “Your words are coming out quite smoothly; you must have practiced quite a bit. Sadly, your script is a mess. Weren’t you supposed to explain the eight spatial gates first? Maybe say you had no choice but to open them for some noble reason? Then you’d feign disappointment, claim everyone has been misled by me, and offer to close the gates if they handed me over. But instead, you skipped straight to demanding my head. Sloppy execution, really.”

“You—!”

Ying Changkong pointed at Long Chen, his throat tightening as words failed him. Indeed, he had been taught to say these words by someone else. In the heat of the moment, he had indeed forgotten his lines and skipped ahead, directly demanding Mo Ying and the others hand over Long Chen.

Now that Long Chen had pointed out this mistake, he was flabbergasted. There was no covering up this fatal mistake.

“How about we both take a step back, and you can start over from the beginning?” Long Chen suggested casually, a mocking grin tugging at his lips.

The Dragon Domain’s warriors nearly burst into laughter, but they were now sure of Ying Changkong’s motives. His so-called righteous indignation was nothing more than an elaborate charade.

Ying Changkong’s face darkened with fury, his teeth grinding audibly. He was no actor, and this failed performance had left him floundering in front of both allies and enemies.

Unable to recover from the humiliation, he barked, “I already said there’s no need for this farce. Wipe out the Dragon Domain!”

As his words fell, a bone-chilling voice rang out from the spatial channels behind him. The eight gates quivered, and countless figures came pouring out of them.

Upon seeing those figures, Mo Ying, Chi Yue, Xie Qianzhong, and the others froze momentarily before their expressions twisted in rage. They spat the name through clenched teeth, their voices thick with fury and hatred.

“Netherdragon race!”

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