YM778.TV Chapter 5498 Nether Emperor Appears
Chapter 5498 Nether Emperor Appears
Without a break, Evilmoon’s strike continued its trajectory, crashing into the Silver Hair Void Crusher himself. His body exploded into a mist of blood, and his Yuan Spirit emerged, fleeing toward the divine throne.
“Long Chen, how dare you destroy my physical body?! Just you wait!” roared the Silver Hair Void Crusher.
Never in his wildest imaginations did he think Long Chen could wield such terrifying power. In the end, the Divine Commander Blade and his physical body were obliterated, and even his divine throne was severely damaged.
Desperately, the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s Yuan Spirit merged with the divine throne, hoping to escape under its protection. But his retreat was cut short.
“Did I say that you could leave?” Long Chen and Evilmoon shouted at the same time.
In unison, they unleashed another strike. Evilmoon’s blade arced through the air, absorbing the residual energy of its previous attack, condensing it into a devastating blow. It then struck the divine throne.
BOOM!
The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s agonized scream echoed as his Yuan Spirit shattered, dissipating into nothingness.
“He really did it...” the patriarch of the white dragon race muttered, his voice trembling with disbelief.
One of Lord Brahma’s eight great divine commanders, beings said to be immortal, had been slain by Long Chen. An impossible feat now became a reality.
“I told you, you wouldn’t leave here alive,” Long Chen said coldly. “Boss Long San never makes empty promises. Now you believe me, right?”
As the battle concluded, Evilmoon’s light dimmed, and Long Chen’s complexion turned ashen. His eyes were clouded with exhaustion; the final two attacks had drained him completely.
“That fellow was truly a challenge,” grumbled Evilmoon. “We should have been able to kill him in one glorious strike. Instead, we’re left like this.”
The first strike had been intended to end everything, but while it destroyed the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s body, his Yuan Spirit survived.
With no other choice, Long Chen and Evilmoon had to adapt, absorbing the power scattered through the air for a second blow. Though the follow-up attack was not even half as strong as the first, the Silver Hair Void Crusher was on his last legs by then, and the divine throne was too damaged to protect him.
While the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s Yuan Spirit was destroyed, the divine throne remained intact. It then quivered slightly and vanished into heaven and earth.
Following the death of the Silver Hair Void Crusher, the Dragonblood Legion and the Dragon Domain’s experts burst into immense cheers. They had finally won the bloody battle.
However, their jubilation was cut short by a loud clapping. All eyes turned to see a figure standing in midair, gazing at them with a cold, disdainful expression.
“Netherdragon Tianfeng?!” someone exclaimed in shock.
Gasps rippled through the crowd. Netherdragon Tianfeng was supposed to be dead. He had been torn asunder by Long Chen’s Sovereign Blood Seal, his lifeforce completely extinguished. Yet here he stood, whole and unscathed.
After clapping for Long Chen, Netherdragon Tianfeng praised, “Not bad, truly not bad. You live up to the name of a nine star heir. This battle was truly marvelous.”
His voice was different, deeper and more commanding. As he spoke, the eight spatial whirlpools in the sky expanded, and the world itself seemed to resonate with his words.
An overwhelming Emperor pressure blanketed the battlefield, causing even the Dragon Emperors to quiver. The dragon race’s experts felt an indescribable despair, as they knew who this voice belonged to.
It was the primal chaos era’s Nether Emperor.
Long Chen simply placed Evilmoon on his shoulder, showing not even a hint of fear against this legendary existence.
“Thank you for your praise,” Long Chen said evenly. “You’re not bad yourself. For the great Nether Emperor to endure all this time, I’m impressed. The Silver Hair Void Crusher may have used Netherdragon Tianfeng, but it’s clear he didn’t realize he was your pawn. Even in death, he doesn’t know he was being played. But tell me, won’t Lord Brahma be displeased with you for not saving his divine commander?”
Speaking through Netherdragon Tianfeng’s body, the Nether Emperor laughed heartily. “Young friend, you’re clever, but do you really think petty provocations will work on me?”
His laugh confirmed his identity, and the air grew heavier with despair. For such a legendary being to appear now was beyond anyone’s worst fears.
However, one person let them hold on to a strand of hope. Long Chen remained calm even against the Nether Emperor, as if this was also within expectations.
The Nether Emperor’s piercing gaze settled on Long Chen. “I’m curious. How did you realize I was watching?”
“The moment Netherdragon Tianfeng started using your power, I knew you were here. After all, your Emperor Blood Silk Net is in my hands,” Long Chen replied coolly.
The Nether Emperor’s gaze flicked to Dragonbone Evilmoon, a glimmer of interest in his eyes. “Fascinating, just where is this saber from? It is absorbing my Emperor Blood Silk Net, but it’s incomplete. If I take the saber, I should be able to retrieve my Emperor Blood Silk Net.”
Suddenly, the Nether Emperor paused. After thinking for a bit, he said, “You are an extremely bizarre nine star heir. You have the Earth Cauldron in your hands, as well as this strange saber. There’s no way I wouldn’t be able to recognize such a powerful weapon, but I cannot recall it in my memories. Hehe, interesting, truly interesting. Long Chen, right? Why don’t we make a deal?”
“A deal?” Long Chen echoed, his brow furrowing in surprise. His allies were equally stunned.