Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

“Jiang Yue’e?”

Long Chen was startled to hear that name. She was here?

Up ahead, divine light flooded the sky, suppressing even divine sense. Its intensity made it impossible to see. But as it softened, Long Chen’s vision returned, and he saw an enormous wasteland stretching endlessly before him.

At the heart of this wasteland stood an enormous stone stele. Countless runes shone across its surface, exuding a sacred, blinding light.

It was this light that had robbed Long Chen of his sight, but as his eyes adjusted, he felt his heart quake. The runes on the stele bore the unmistakable essence of Jiuli immortal characters.

Long Chen had delved into countless ancient texts, mastering most third-generation Jiuli characters and even recognizing some second-generation ones. However, these runes were beyond anything he had ever seen. They felt primordial, containing truths so profound they seemed to reverberate through his very soul.

As the stele rose from the ground, more runes were revealed, each stroke radiating divine intent. It was impossible to determine how deep the stele extended beneath the earth.

A sea of experts surrounded the stele, their sheer numbers dwarfing those who had fought for the Dark Golden Battle Armor. Tens of millions of experts from various races had gathered, forming an electrifying atmosphere.

At the heart of the gathering stood four distinct camps. Long Chen’s gaze immediately identified them: the Long, Ye, Zhao, and Jiang divine clans.

Each camp was a formidable force, boasting countless ancient sealed heavenly geniuses. Their divine auras carried the weight of time itself, which was a testament to their unrivaled heritage.

At the very center of the stele, two figures commanded the attention of the entire assembly.

One of them was a peerless beauty, and Long Chen instantly recognized her. She was Jiang Yue’e, the war goddess of the Jiang clan. Behind her, nine heaven vein dragon qi swirled majestically, four of which radiated a unique light-blue hue.

“Karmic luck heaven veins?” Long Chen’s heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t expected to encounter these heaven veins, which the Earth Cauldron had warned him about, so soon. Jiang Yue’e’s aura was overwhelming, her divine energy shaking even the heavens.

Her aura alone was ten times greater than that of an average nine-vein Heaven Saint. Long Chen finally believed what Lu Qingshuang had said. Her leader, Yue Changfeng, had likely merged his heaven veins.

Jiang Yue’e faced an imposing, muscular man whose Blood Qi was so overwhelming that it seemed as though the world itself struggled to contain it. His unkempt, savage appearance accentuated his presence. With a wide face and a large mouth, he was far from handsome, but his copper eyes struck fear into the hearts of those who saw him. They were flickering with a demonic red flame.

He looked like a beast trapped in a human body. His nine heaven vein dragon qi surged around him like a tempest, five of which gleamed with the crimson hue of fresh blood. These scarlet veins mirrored his savage nature, looking as though they could devour the life essence of the entire world.

When Long Chen saw this savage-looking man, a single name echoed in his mind: Long Zaiye. Renowned as the Long clan’s number one monster, Long Zaiye was an existence feared by all, an unrivaled force among the younger generation.

Both of their auras were clashing so hard in front of the stele that the ground beneath their feet cracked. Though their contest was a mere probe, the tension in the air was suffocating. Jiang Yue’e’s starry eyes locked onto Long Zaiye, her aura rising steadily with unwavering determination.

Jiang Yue’e had four karmic luck heaven veins, while Long Zaiye had five. In terms of realms, Jiang Yue’e was losing.

However, even with this disadvantage, Jiang Yue’e showed no signs of giving up, her icy gaze displaying her solid determination.

A dense crowd of experts from all races surrounded the scene. The oppressive atmosphere silenced them, their focus wholly absorbed by the standoff.

“Jiang Yue’e, you are no match for me. I have no interest in fighting you. If you don’t retreat, don’t blame me for disregarding the ties between the four divine clans and crushing a beautiful flower,” Long Zaiye said coldly, staring at Jiang Yue’e’s rising fighting spirit.

“You call yourself the number one expert of the junior generation of the four divine clans,” Jiang Yue’e retorted frostily. “And you’ve insulted me before. Even if my realm is lower, we must settle this today.”

When Long Zaiye had emerged from seclusion, he had brazenly declared that no other experts within the divine clans were worthy of his attention, belittling even Jiang Yue’e. His arrogance had incited her fury, and although the Long clan later issued an apology to smooth things over, it was an insincere gesture driven by political convenience.

The Jiang clan accepted their apology for the same reasons, but Jiang Yue’e had not forgotten, nor could she forgive such disrespect.

When Jiang Yue’e entered the Heaven Vein Mystic Realm, she relentlessly pushed herself, elevating her strength to new heights. Yet, despite her efforts, Long Zaiye still stood above her.

Even with the suppression of her realm, Jiang Yue’e refused to concede. After all, in a true clash between experts, victory wasn’t solely determined by one’s realm. Countless variables could tip the scales.

Seeing this scene, the Jiang clan’s experts felt extremely anxious. If both combatants were on equal footing, they would definitely have confidence in Jiang Yue’e. But the stark difference in their realms was undeniable.

Moreover, Long Zaiye wasn’t just any other opponent—he was the Long clan’s top prodigy of the junior generation, a name that carried weight even in the primal chaos era. Against such a foe, Jiang Yue’e’s chances seemed slim.

At this moment, Feng Fei stepped forward from the Jiang clan’s camp. With a steady and sharp voice, she said, “Big sister Yue’e, you’re wrong. Long Zaiye is the number one figure of the Long clan’s junior generation. Allowing him to rely on an additional heaven vein dragon qi to secure his position is an insult to the entire Long clan.”

The Jiang clan’s disciples couldn’t help but nod secretly. Feng Fei’s reputation as Jiang Yue’e’s chief strategist was well-earned.

With a few calculated sentences, Feng Fei skillfully cornered Long Zaiye. After all, a victory against Jiang Yue’e’s four veins would bring him no glory. But if he lost, he would lose all face. It wasn’t worth it.

This subtle maneuver not only allowed Jiang Yue’e to have an honorable way to withdraw but also gave Long Zaiye a way to step back.

The tension seemed to ease, hinting at the end of their confrontation—until a voice broke through from the Long clan’s camp.

“You’re mistaken. The true number one of the Long clan’s junior generation hasn’t even appeared yet.”

The calm declaration sent a ripple through the crowd.

Long Chen stiffened the moment he heard the woman’s voice. A cold shiver ran down his spine, and for a fleeting second, he almost turned to flee.

“Shut your mouth!” Long Zaiye bellowed, his fury erupting. “That Long Chen of yours is nothing but a cowardly piece of trash! He doesn’t even have the guts to show his face!”

Before the echoes of his roar faded, a strikingly beautiful woman emerged from the Long clan’s ranks. Her smile was radiant.

“He’s already here.”

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