Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5245 Run Off

“Was it a failure?”

Seeing the totem and the altar collapse, all the dragon race’s experts felt their hearts sink. The elders didn’t even have the power to stand. If others hadn’t cto support them, they would have fallen.

All the dragon experts were in dismay. This was an unacceptable reality to them.

“Everyone, swear on your souls! Swear to the Dragon Sovereign that today’s events will not be mentioned to anyone!” Long Chen commanded coldly.

The dragon experts were startled by Long Chen’s words. The red dragon race leader’s voice quivered as he asked, “Are you saying...?”

“Swear!” repeated Long Chen coldly.

Although Long Chen didn’t say it explicitly, they all understood his intention. Swearing by the Dragon Sovereign meant that the Dragon Sovereign was still alive!

“No one moves! All Human Emperors and half-step Human Emperors, carry out the blood oath of the Dragon Sovereign!” the red dragon race leader commanded.

The higher-level experts immediately acted, drawing blood from their foreheads and inscribing runes. As the runes ignited, their blood oath was complete. They were solemn and filled with reverence.

After these experts finished the blood oath, their divine sense spread and locked onto their disciples. As higher-ups, their loyalty was not in question. They would have long since been drawn away by the Netherdragon race’s pressure if not for that.

Once they had finished the oath, they spread their divine sense to lock onto their disciples. Although their own loyalty wasn’t in question, they couldn’t be sure about all the disciples. To ensure absolute secrecy, they confirmed that every disciple swore the blood oath under their supervision.

Seeing this, Long Chen nodded. Being cautious was necessary. Although the Dragon Sovereign hadn’t specifically requested this, Long Chen felt that the fewer people who knew this, the better.

The Dragon Sovereign represented a suprexistence among the dragon race. Their conviction had been shaken because they thought the Dragon Sovereign had died, so now that they knew it was still alive, they didn’t dare show any disrespect.

Once everyone had completed the blood oath, they turned back to Long Chen. Their earlier suspicions and wariness toward him had vanished. The fact that Long Chen had activated over eighty percent of the totem’s runes showed he had a connection to the Dragon Sovereign.

They no longer dared to harbor dissatisfaction over Long Chen being human. Instead, they invited him to the white dragon race’s Ten Thousand Dragon Nest to discuss matters further.

Seeing that their business here was done, the Dragonblood Legion returned to their golden war chariot. They couldn’t be bothered with the dragon race’s affairs. Long Chen then accompanied the Human Emperors of the dragon race to the white dragon race’s Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.

Long Chen was invited onto the central throne, and he didn’t stand on courtesy. He sat right down on it, while all the Human Emperors respectfully waited for his orders.

However, Long Chen didn’t say anything, causing the atmosphere to grow extremely awkward. Normally, all these race leaders were incredibly arrogant, but they were shaking in front of Long Chen, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The race leaders looked at each other, not daring to transmit anything to each other. In the end, it was the white dragon race’s leader who thickened his face and stepped forward.

“Dean Long Chen, the Dragon Sovereign... how is it?” asked the leader of the white dragon race.

At this moment, everyone tensed, holding their breath in anticipation.

“Its situation is extremely dire. It is bound by ssinister power,” replied Long Chen gravely.

“What?!”

The Human Emperors erupted in fury, their faces twisted in disbelief. How could their revered Dragon Sovereign be bound?

Long Chen didn’t want to delve too much into the details. He only needed to tell them that the Dragon Sovereign was in no position to help them.

“Can you explain further?” asked the red dragon race leader cautiously.

“What’s the point of explaining? Do you think you’re capable of saving the Dragon Sovereign? Just look at what you’ve done to the Dragon Domain. You couldn’t even handle your traitors, and now you think you can rescue the Dragon Sovereign?” Long Chen snapped, his expression darkening. He practically pointed and cursed at him.

The dragon race Human Emperors hung their heads in shame. If there were a hole in front of them, they would directly jump into it. After all, it had been Long Chen, a human, who dealt with their traitors. What a freaking joke.

Seeing their silence, Long Chen coldly said, “You need to understand that the dragon race can no longer rely on the glory of the past. The tfor basking in the achievements of your ancestors is over. The nof the dragon race can no longer scare people. Do you know how many demon races are rapidly growing? They all feel like when they reach their peak, they can surpass the dragon race and replace you.

“You thought so highly of yourselves, but you couldn’t even deal with the Brahma Pill Valley’s infiltration or the internal conflicts of the Dragon Domain. The Dragon Sovereign didn’t even feel the need to pass any words down after seeing your state.

“The dragon race has becsimple fish that everyone wants to consume, but you weren’t even aware of it. You fought amongst yourselves like it was a joy. You looked down onwhen I chere, full of arrogance. But to be arrogant, you need the qualifications. Do any of you have that?”

Long Chen originally didn’t want to curse them, but he grew increasingly angry as he spoke. Although he wasn’t truly a member of the dragon race, he had the dragon race’s blood flowing in his veins. He had inherited their divine abilities and the will of the primal chaos Dragon Sovereign. Seeing the dragon race in such a pitiful state enraged him. The dragon race was supposed to be a holy race, an existence that could look down on the nine heavens and ten lands.

In the mortal world, they were suprexistences of legends. Having been saved by the Dragon Sovereign multiple times, Long Chen had started viewing the dragon race as his own family. However, their state was far too disappointing.

Those Human Emperors didn’t dare to say a word, simply enduring Long Chen’s curses. After all, Long Chen’s words represented the Dragon Sovereign’s will.

Moreover, thinking about the years they had spent fighting each other, they were too to defend themselves.

Long Chen took a deep breath and did his best to suppress his anger. With a slightly calmer tone, he said, “I don’t see many experts of the junior generation here. The number of Heavenly Chosen I saw is pitifully small, and they all seem to be from the white dragon race. What happened to the others?”

The red dragon race leader’s expression turned grim as he responded, “Dean Long Chen, many of our junior disciples refused to follow orders when they heard that our ancestors were in the depths of the Endless Desolation. They... they all ran off!"