Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

The moment Long Chen appeared, he acted like a god descending into the mortal world, looking like he was waiting for everyone’s veneration. That enraged the entire Devil Eye Water Lily race.

“This damn human brat!”

By the time Long Chen and his group arrived, the Devil Eye Water Lily race had received a full report on him. So the moment they saw this bold Heaven Saint swaggering in, they instantly recognized the arrogant troublemaker.

Seeing him leading this group and unashamedly asking them to kneel to him… If not for the presence of Liu Xihua and the others behind him, they would have rushed forward and torn him to shreds.

The Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts glared at Long Chen with cold hostility. No one spoke. The atmosphere was tense and awkward.

This was now a contest of shamelessness—of who could endure the discomfort the longest. And when it came to being thick-skinned, Long Chen had never feared anyone… except Mo Nian.

Lian Sanqiang ignored Long Chen and just stared at Liu Xihua and the others in the rear.

Lian Sanqian said, “Liu Xihua, the Undying race was once the sovereign race of the vegetative demons. Yet, you barge into our territory without a word? Are you declaring your fall from grace? Or has the mighty sovereign race already lost all its dignity?”

The Undying race’s experts merely sneered. Even if the Undying race had declined, it was not up to the Devil Eye Water Lily race to replace them.

Liu Xihua remained silent, simply smiling. As expected, it was Long Chen who opened his mouth.

“Hey, I say, Little Qiang-zi, speak properly, will you? When you sent the Azure Lotus race into the Undying Demon Forest, did you send word? Our Undying race has been out of touch with the outside world for quite some time, so we thought the rules of etiquette had changed. Aren’t we just responding in kind? How’s that a loss of status? Also, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to be talking about the fall of the Undying race when you’re part of the vegetative demon race yourself?”

“Little… Qiang-zi?”

The Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts turned green with rage, while Liu Ruyan and Chu Yao struggled to suppress their laughter, hurriedly turning away.

Lian Sanqiang was seething inside. But as the leader of his race, he couldn’t stoop to trading insults with a brat like Long Chen.

Glaring coldly at Long Chen, he barked, “Did you just say our Undying race? You’re from the lowly human race. Since when did someone like you qualify as a member of the Undying race? You’re not worthy to speak here! Get lost!”

A formless spiritual force lashed out at Long Chen like a blade. Pain instantly exploded in his soul, and his mind-sea surged violently. Even his Divine Gate trembled and cracked.

Long Chen’s expression shifted. This old bastard’s power was terrifying—able to bypass his defenses and strike directly at his soul. If he truly wished to kill, it would take no more than a thought.

This man was clearly on the same level as Liu Changtian. The spiritual blow he delivered was no bluff.

But Long Chen was unafraid. Deep within his mind-sea resided the Earth Cauldron, which could shield him from any spiritual attack.

However, it didn’t even need to act.

A palm-sized willow leaf silently appeared before Long Chen, glowing brilliantly. When a spiritual sword materialized before it, the leaf instantly shattered it.

That sword strike had been the real killing move, and most Heaven Saints wouldn’t have survived it. Only Liu Xihua and a few of the strongest here could’ve blocked it.

The leaf and sword disintegrated together, turning to nothingness. A silent shockwave rippled outward. The invisible blast blew Long Chen’s robes and hair backward, but his expression didn’t change in the slightest. He didn’t even bat an eye.

The Undying race’s disciples also didn’t react to this mental storm, looking at Lian Sanqiang fearlessly. Their gazes were frighteningly icy.

The Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts were stunned. They knew Lian Sanqiang hadn’t truly meant to kill Long Chen—he had counted on Liu Xihua’s intervention.

It was just a show of force, a way to put Long Chen in his place. At the very least, they had to knock Long Chen down a few pegs. However, Lian Sanqiang hadn’t expected the Undying race’s disciples to be so unperturbed.

Let alone this spiritual pressure, even if they were truly facing death, they would be fearless. They had been tempered into true experts.

Suddenly, a round of clapping broke the tension. It was Long Chen, applauding Lian Sanqiang with a smile.

He praised, “Little Qiang-zi, what an impressive move! I, a mere peak Heaven Saint, was caught completely off guard! Truly marvelous!”

“Admirable, truly admirable!”

Liu Minghao and the others also started to clap. After spending several days with Long Chen, they quickly learned how to coordinate with his antics.

Their synchronized applause echoed mockingly through the air—like a slap across Lian Sanqiang’s face. His expression twitched violently.

The sarcasm in Long Chen’s voice was obvious to all. Lian Sanqiang pretended not to hear it, but his face was growing darker by the second.

“Liu Xihua, what do you want here! Speak!” shouted Lian Sanqiang, unable to hold his anger back.

Still, Liu Xihua just smiled and said nothing.

Long Chen rolled his eyes and finally cursed, “Are you fucking blind? I’m the one speaking. I’m standing right at the front—do you not see that? I am the vice leader of the Undying race, second only to Sovereign Lord Changtian! If you can’t even recognize the leader, what use are you as the race leader!?”

Clearly, he used this moment to vent his frustration over the earlier sneak attack.

The Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts erupted with fury. Their killing intent surged as they surrounded the Undying race.

Long Chen had brought just over a thousand disciples and three hundred elders, while the Devil Eye Water Lily race had over a million experts on-site. The Undying race was instantly surrounded.

But even as the air turned deadly, Long Chen remained calm. He simply sneered in disdain.

“Stop!” Lian Sanqiang shouted, halting the experts from his side.

Long Chen narrowed his eyes and jeered, “Why stop? Come on, haven’t you been drooling over the Undying race’s sovereign position for ages? Now’s your golden chance—why hesitate?”

The more Long Chen acted so calmly, the more unsettled Lian Sanqiang became.

He gritted his teeth and roared, “Long Chen, speak! What do you want?!”