<h4>Chapter 5437 Enraging</h4>
<i>BOOM!</i>
The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s attack contained the power of his divine throne, and it was incredibly powerful. Yet, as the powerful force surged forth, a broadsword etched with ancient runes intercepted it. Not only did the de halt the attack, but it also absorbed and dispersed the shockwaves, leaving the battlefield unnervingly calm.
Long Chen and the others had been bracing themselves, wondering how they would withstand such an impact. In Long Chen’s weakened state, enduring this kind of attack was unthinkable. Beside him, Tang Wan-er was equally vulnerable as she was still pale from using a forbidden technique. Even so, Long Chen instinctively pulled her behind him, shielding her with his own body.
This was Long Chen’s nature. As long as he had even a sliver of strength left, he would never let harme to his woman. Seeing that everything was within Ye Lingkong’s control, he sighed in relief.
Watching Long Chen ce himself in harm’s way despite his dire state, Tang Wan-er felt both moved and pained. She had thought that utilizing this forbidden technique would allow her to protect him, but the reality fell short of her expectations.
In truth, Tang Wan-er’s strength wasn’tcking. The problem was the enemy she faced. The Silver Hair Void Crusher wasn’t just any foe; he was one of Lord Brahma’s eight great divinemanders, a position that symbolized unparalleled might.
At this moment, the Silver Hair Void Crusher growled in frustration, pressing down with his Divine Commander de. However, no matter how much force he exerted, he couldn’t move Ye Lingkong’s broadsword.
“Shadow power?! You are from the Shadow race?!” the Silver Hair Void Crusher eximed, startled.
Ye Lingkong’s expression looked calm as he held the broadsword with a single hand, a strange, swirling aura enveloping him. He replied, “What race I’m from isn’t important. What <i>is</i> important is that you are heavily wounded, and the Wind God’s power has damaged the core of your divine throne. Have you not noticed your throne starting to tremble? If you don’t stop now, your throne might abandon you. Then the name of the eight great divinemanders will no longer have anything to do with you.”
This swirling aura around Ye Lingkong resembled an invisible vortex, continuously siphoning energy from the surroundings—even drawing away some of the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s strength.
“Shadow race?” Long Chen’s mind raced. Was Ye Lingkong truly from the Shadow Race? His surname, <i>Ye</i>, meaning <i>night</i>, stirred a memory within Long Chen—<i>The Heartless Wind Moon, Feng Xinyue</i>. <i>The Shadow of the Night, Ye Wusheng</i>. Could Ye Lingkong be connected to Dong Mingyu’s master, the legendary assassin feared across the nine heavens and tennds?
The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s eyes zed with fury. “Even if my divine throne is shaking, I can still kill you!”
Ye Lingkong smirked. “That’s ambitious. But let me remind you—I am the left emissary of the Wind God. I can channel more of the Wind God’s power than even a divine daughter. If Tang Wan-er’s power alone could damage your throne, what do you think I could do? At your peak, perhaps you might have stood a chance. But now? You’re just wasting my time. I don’t like working for nothing, and I know that I can’t kill you. Do yourself a favor and leave before you embarrass yourself further.”
“You...!” The Silver Hair Void Crusher roared in frustration, mming his Divine Commander de down repeatedly. Yet, no matter how many times he struck, he couldn’t shake Ye Lingkong.
Beforeing here, he had meticulously prepared to deal with Long Chen, whom he viewed as cunning and unpredictable. But despite his caution, he had been severely injured.
Huo Linger’s earlier attack had struck him with thebined might of the Yan Xu me, the Sun me, the Moon me, the Ice Soul Divine me, and countless other mes—many of which ranked within the top ten of the Heavenly me Ranking. Even he, a divinemander, couldn’tpletely suppress the residual mews burning within his body.
For now, his divine throne had suppressed them, but the cost was immense. His sh with Tang Wan-er had further destabilized his injury, leaving him gravely wounded once more.
He had never imagined that a mere girl could channel such pure divine energy, let alone harm the core of his throne. This throne, imbued with its own will, was loyal only to Lord Brahma. To put it frankly, it was a gift to the divinemanders. If the Silver Hair Void Crusher faltered, it would erase his seal, essentially crippling him, and then find a different divinemander candidate.
The thought sent chills down his spine. This divine throne was an opportunity that he had waited countless years to obtain, so he naturally didn’t dare to risk it.
“You... Just you wait!” The Silver Hair Void Crusher pointed at Long Chen, gnashing his teeth. He had never hated someone so much in his life.
“Last time you said the same thing! Just leave already,” Long Chen shot back, his voice dripping with mockery. “Seriously, go back and train properly. Every time you show up, you end up more pathetic than before. If your parents saw this, they’d be heartbroken.”
“You...!” The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s face turned crimson with rage, and a sudden cough sent blood sttering from his lips. His throne quivered ominously as the wounds inflicted by Huo Linger red up again.
“If you’re leaving, then just go,” Long Chen continued, his sneer unwavering. “But don’t leave a bloody mess. It’s disgusting.”
In truth, Long Chen was on the verge of attacking the Silver Hair Void Crusher. However, he knew that actually killing this idiot would be impossible. As long as that throne was present, even if this idiot was at the end of his rope, even Ye Lingkong wouldn’t be able to stop him from leaving.
Thus, Ye Lingkong couldn’t be bothered to attack him, knowing that it would be in vain.
“All of you just wait!” the Silver Hair Void Crusher roared, vanishing.
He had to immediately heal his injuries. Moreover, he was afraid he would die from rage if Long Chen’s vicious mouth struck again.
“How curious. Why didn’t that group of fools show up?” asked Long Chen.
In theory, those experts outside the Wind Domain Battlefield should have immediatelye here. However, other than them, there was no one here.
“That idiot set up a divine barrier, so no one but me could enter. He was quite unlucky. This divine barrier exhausted an enormous amount of divine energy,” replied Ye Lingkong, shrugging.
In other words, the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s greed had backfired. He had intended to trap the Earth Cauldron with this barrier, but it had weakened him significantly, making him vulnerable to Long Chen and Tang Wan-er’s attacks.
After all, Lord Brahma’s eight great divinemanders were renowned for their unmatched strength. For one of them to be reduced to such a pitiful state by two disciples was nothing short of astonishing. s, the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s greed ran deeper than anticipated.
“He’s dispelled the barrier. Those people are going to arrive soon,” said Ye Lingkong, his tone calm yet decisive. “I’d rather not waste time dealing with them, so I’ll take everyone back. Long Chen, will you be joining us, or...?”
“I won’t be,” replied Long Chen, shaking his head. “I’m heading southwest. Once I cross a stream of chaotic space, I’ll reach the Dragon Domain.”
Long Chen then turned to Tang Wan-er, his gaze softening. Tang Wan-er was also reluctant to part ways with him, but she knew that he had to rejoin with the Dragonblood warriors. Swallowing her reluctance, she offered him a few final words of encouragement.
Long Chen bade farewell and flew southwest by himself, vanishing from sight.
“Let’s move,” Ye Lingkongmanded. With a wave of his hand, the space around them distorted, enveloping the group. In the next instant, they disappeared.
A momentter, countless experts charged over from every direction, but they were one step toote. All that greeted them was a deste battlefield—its silence a stark contrast to the battle that had raged moments before.