Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts
Chapter 5486 Nether Emperor Wings

Chapter 5486 Nether Emperor Wings

“Those are the Nether Emperor Wings! Legend has it that only those blessed by the Nether Emperor can wield them,” exclaimed the white dragon race leader, his gaze fixed on the massive, ominous wings.

He explained, “The Nether Emperor Wings are divided into ranks: two wings, four wings, six wings, eight wings, ten wings, and twelve wings—the pinnacle. Only the sons of the Nether Emperor are qualified to use twelve Nether Emperor Wings. Yet, I’ve never heard of anyone from the Netherdragon race achieving such a status. The Netherworld has always kept the Netherdragon race at arm’s length, despite their betrayal of the dragon race and defection to the Netherworld. Even after countless sacrifices to prove their loyalty, the Netherworld remains wary of them. If Netherdragon Tianfeng is truly a son of the Nether Emperor, he would be the first in the history of the Netherdragon race.”

The revelation left Mo Ying, Xie Qianzhong, and the others stunned; they didn’t know any of this.

“A son of the Nether Emperor?”

Long Chen’s thoughts turned to Yu Qingxuan, who had once been a daughter of the Nether Emperor. The web of karma connecting him to the Nether Emperor felt inescapable, as though their paths were destined to collide. Sooner or later, this karma would have to be settled.

Long Chen’s gaze gradually sharpened as he stared at Netherdragon Tianfeng. With those twelve Nether Emperor Wings, Netherdragon Tianfeng could go toe to toe against Mo Yang and the others.

His strength far exceeded Long Chen’s expectations. Without the spatial gates, Netherdragon Tianfeng no longer had the support of the Netherworld’s laws. As a result, his power was being suppressed in this world.

Despite that, Netherdragon Tianfeng could still handle Mo Yang and the others who were going all out.

Long Chen understood Mo Yang’s strength well—enough to know that if they clashed using only dragon blood power, the outcome would be uncertain. Yet, even with Mo Yang and the others working together, they couldn’t defeat Netherdragon Tianfeng. This forced Long Chen to rethink his original plans.

“Long Chen, we should join the fight and take him down now. Traitors don’t deserve any mercy,” suggested Xie Qianzhong.

“That’s right,” added the white dragon race leader. “He’s too dangerous. If we let him escape and grow stronger, the entire dragon race will face calamity.”

Mo Ying agreed, “While the spatial gates are sealed, this is our chance. We can’t afford to miss it.”

However, Long Chen shook his head. “You won’t be able to kill him. Even if all of you join forces, he’ll escape. If he chooses not to fight to the death, the Nether Emperor’s power will shield him. None of you can stop that.”

“If we don’t try, how can we know?” asked Chi Yue darkly.

Long Chen’s words were very hurtful. Had anyone else said that, Chi Yue would have turned hostile against them. Couldn’t kill him nor stop him? That was an insult to them as the race leaders of the major factions.

Looking at Chi Yue, Long Chen sighed. “I want to kill him more than any of you. In normal circumstances, I’d never let such a powerful foe escape. But today, we can’t afford it. We have an even more terrifying enemy lying in wait, so we cannot waste any of our power. Don’t be deceived by our apparent advantage—one misstep, and we’ll lose everything. We will stay here and keep our greatest fighting force in reserve. The survival of the Dragon Domain is in our hands. Don’t be careless.”

Long Chen’s tone shook Mo Ying and the other race leaders’ hearts. Although they hadn’t known Long Chen for long, they knew he wasn’t the type to exaggerate things. For him to speak with such a tone, the situation must be even more grave than expected.

Mo Ying nodded solemnly, and the others fell silent. Above, the sky was painted crimson with dragon blood, its metallic scent permeating the air and stirring a primal frenzy.

The Dragonblood Legion’s slaughter shattered the resonant dragon and bone dragon race’s formations, leaving their forces in disarray. Scattered and isolated, the smaller groups could no longer regroup, while their strongest experts had already fallen.

Without missing a beat, the Dragonblood Legion shifted their focus. They charged toward the Netherdragon race’s flank, uniting with the Dragon Domain’s heavenly geniuses in a coordinated assault.

The result was devastating. The Netherdragon race’s army suffered catastrophic losses, with flesh and blood raining down in a gruesome display.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Just then, the heavens trembled as deafening explosions echoed across the battlefield. Rain of blood fell from the sky, each droplet corrosive enough to carve deep holes into the ground. This was Dragon Emperor blood, and it was too potent for the earth to bear.

Up in the sky, Ying Bufei had gone crazy. The Dragonblood Legion’s massacre of his people drove him to desperation. Forced into a corner, he had no choice but to go all out.

Seeing Ying Bufei go crazy, the Dragonblood Legion stopped attacking the leftovers of the resonant dragon race and the bone dragon race. They didn’t want to press Ying Bufei to the point of doing something extreme.

The seven patriarchs continued to hold Ying Bufei back. Even as his frenzied attacks left them battered and bleeding, they stood their ground. Even if they had to die, they would not let him return to the battlefield.

The patriarchs were burning their soul essence and longevity, but they didn’t care. They only focused on fulfilling the mission Long Chen had given them.

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the void, and the spatial gates reemerged. But these gates were bound tightly by innumerable chains—remnants of Xia Chen’s formidable sealing art.

The chains groaned under immense pressure, their metal creaking ominously. They could not endure the pressure and began falling apart. It seemed like it wouldn’t be long before the gates opened.

“Hold on! When the spatial gates reopen, we’ll slaughter these fools!” roared a half-step Dragon Emperor of the Netherdragon race.

BOOM!

Gu Yang took advantage of the distraction. As the half-step Dragon Emperor roared, his spear struck with precision. The clash sent both of them flying backward.

“Brothers, put in some extra effort! Slaughter them before the gates open!” shouted Gu Yang, challenging a half-step Dragon Emperor on his own.

What shocked people was that even after this bloody battle, Gu Yang’s Blood Qi was still soaring. He seemed untouchable, still fighting at his peak.

With ferocious determination, Gu Yang unleashed seven rapid strikes. His opponent retaliated with equal intensity, matching blow for blow. By the end, both combatants spat blood, their power colliding violently.

“Bastard, you’re cheating!”

“You bastard! You’re cheating!” roared the elder of the Netherdragon race, his frustration written on his face.

Gu Yang’s dragon soul was exerting an oppressive force the elder had never encountered in the Netherworld. Unfamiliar with the pressure of a true dragon soul, he could only label it as foul play.

“Cheating my ass!” retorted Gu Yang.

With the dragon soul empowering him, Gu Yang fought as if possessed by a divine force. His strikes carried a resonance that seemed to tear through the heavens. This rare opportunity to face a half-step Dragon Emperor pushed him to charge over again.

Thanks to the dragon soul’s pressure, the half-step Dragon Emperor was suppressed to the point that he almost spat out blood from rage. He was forced back repeatedly.

Suddenly, eight consecutive explosions echoed through the battlefield, and the chains binding the spatial gates shattered. The gates burst open, releasing an ominous wave of Netherworld qi that engulfed the battlefield.

“Scram!”

A thunderous roar erupted from Netherdragon Tianfeng as he absorbed the incoming Netherworld qi. His twelve wings expanded, their size and power surging dramatically. The overwhelming force of his wings blasted Mo Yang and the others away as if they were nothing.

His enormous wings emitted a terrifying Emperor aura, obliterating the natural laws of this world. Netherdragon Tianfeng’s expression looked twisted, reflecting his malicious intent as he let loose another deafening roar.

“None of you will be leaving here alive today!”