The moment Lingxi's sword pierced his body.
Yang Chen knelt on the ground with a ferocious expression.
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
His body was trembling uncontrollably, just like Tong Qi. Lingxi's sword was a mysterious sword. Long Chen didn't know anything about it. He only knew that Lingxi's sword could hurt one's primordial spirit.
Back then, Long Chen was stabbed by Lingxi's sword too. It felt worse than death.
However, the one who suffered the most wasn't the young Martial God, but the Divine Ghost Gu in his body.
A beast-like roar could be heard from his body.
Long Chen and the others were being monitored at all times. Most people in the Dragon Dance Hall looked at the scene in confusion. There were less than three people who knew what was going on.
Even Wenren Xi had just found out about the Divine Ghost Gu.
Long Chen and the young Martial God's actions were extremely daring. They were provoking the same person, Ye Futu, the Massacring Martial Sovereign. Of course, the young Martial God was doing it for his own survival, while Long Chen wasn't afraid of Ye Futu at all.
Long Chen had saved Yang Chen from the Dark Nation and saved him again. He had already done his best. If Yang Chen was a grateful person, he would probably restrain himself after returning to the Martial God Palace.
In the Dragon Dance Hall, Ye Futu's smile gradually disappeared and he became extremely indifferent. He stared at the bronze mirror and an unknown emotion flowed through his eyes.
"What is Long Chen doing?"
"Yeah, why isn't Yang Chen resisting when he's using a sword?"
"He saved Yang Chen from the Dark Nation. Is he going to kill Yang Chen now?"
"How is that possible? If he is, the young Martial God would definitely resist."
Amidst the discussion, Long Chen remained expressionless and his gaze was calm. The Lingxi Sword in his hand pierced through the other party's body.
Yang Chen's body's recovery ability was rather abnormal. With Lingxi's sword stuck in his body, it would be difficult to pull it out without exerting a lot of effort.
Yang Chen clenched his teeth tightly. The movement in his body was getting louder and louder. The roar that sounded like that of a giant beast came from his body. Long Chen felt that he had provoked a ferocious beast that could cover the sky, and not a small worm.
The power of a mutated ancient species was indeed unfathomable.
"Come out."
As the Lingxi Sword twisted, the young Martial God's body trembled, and his face turned deathly pale. As his throat moved, his eyes suddenly widened and he opened his mouth, revealing a human-faced, fiendish bug. It reeked of blood and was extremely disgusting as it lunged toward Long Chen's head to bite him.
Long Chen held the God Slaying Sword with one hand and swung it down, cutting the face worm in half.
He heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he had completed his mission. He didn't expect Yang Chen to cry out in pain again. His throat continued to move as another face worm escaped from his body.
"There are two …" Long Chen didn't hold back at all. Ye Futu would probably be very distressed if he killed the Divine Ghost Gu. After all, it wasn't easy to obtain an ancient mutated species.
In order to control Yang Chen and make him the Great Emperor Zhenwu, he had made a lot of arrangements.
However, today, Long Chen ruined his chance.
Yang Chen fell to the ground softly. His face was pale and he temporarily passed out.
Only then did Long Chen pull out the Lingxi Sword. He looked at the sky and knew that everyone in the Dragon Dance Hall was looking at him. He smiled coldly and said, "It seems like I've ruined someone's plan. I'm sorry, but it seems like I can only dream."
The only one who dared to speak to Ye Futu like this was Long Chen.
This arrogant but strategic young man performed rather well in the second round of the trial. The higher-ups who didn't think highly of him before couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
Long Chen won everyone's respect with his talent and courage.
Feng Zhilin hadn't recovered yet. The Young Martial God Yang Chen woke up very quickly. His body's recovery speed was rather shocking and he was able to stand up in no time.
Long Chen thought, I've saved this guy twice in a row. I'm sure he'll be grateful to me.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Chen stood up, he first tidied himself up before his expression suddenly became extremely weird. He looked at Long Chen with a disdainful gaze and sneered for a long time before saying, "What a kind fellow. Thank you for your kindness. I've indeed regained my freedom, but … it seems like you've underestimated me. In this state, I'm even stronger …"
His gaze gradually became stern. "Why? Do you think I don't know how to be grateful? I'm sorry, but you can only blame yourself for being too kind. You're trying to use this method to convince me from the bottom of my heart and make me admit defeat in the third round of the duel. Your plan is pretty good, but do you think you can change me just by doing this? I have to say, although you're smart, you're too naive …"
What's wrong with this guy?
To be honest, Long Chen didn't expect him to be grateful.
However, the feeling of not getting what he wanted out of kindness was really uncomfortable.
He didn't expect Yang Chen to be this kind of person. Before this, he thought Yang Chen was a pitiful person. He didn't expect a pitiful person to actually be hateful.
"Even if you've given me freedom, I'll still do what I have to do. Some things belong to me, and I have to repay you. So stop dreaming. This doesn't belong to you at all. Today isn't the day for the duel, so I won't touch you for now. I'll let you have a few more days of comfort. Goodbye, kind lamb …"
Yang Chen who had regained his original personality made Long Chen feel a little puzzled.
Even if this guy was in a hurry to make Long Chen feel uncomfortable, he didn't have to say it like that, did he?
Faced with the other party's mockery, Long Chen didn't comment.
Yang Chen laughed dryly before turning around and leaving.
After he left, Long Chen sighed helplessly. He must have been wrong about Yang Chen. He did think that Yang Chen had regained his normal self and might be a friend. He didn't expect him to be an ungrateful dog who was still loyal to Ye Futu.
He might as well let this kind of person die.
Anyway, he was being cheap to stay alive.
Ye Futu had planted the Divine Ghost Gu in him. After Long Chen helped him get rid of it, he threatened to repay Ye Futu's kindness by making Long Chen his enemy. This wasn't just being stubborn. He didn't care about Long Chen at all. He only saw Long Chen as a means to get rid of the Divine Ghost Gu.
Even without the Divine Ghost Gu, he might still be Ye Futu's loyal lackey.
Seeing this scene, Ye Futu's ugly expression finally disappeared in the Dragon Dance Hall.
Returning to the mountain stream, Feng Zhilin was still recuperating. Long Chen could only wait to vent his anger when he returned.
"With my performance in the second round, it's definitely not a problem to reverse 25 points. If there's a problem, then the fairness of the Shengwu Emperor's selection is questionable."
Time gradually passed as he thought so. After half a day, Feng Zhilin had almost recovered.
Her pale face gradually became rosy. Because of the escape earlier, her dress was torn and exposed a lot of her skin. Her white and smooth skin was beautiful and charming. She blushed when she showed it in front of Long Chen. She prepared for a period of time before returning to Zhenwu Emperor Palace with Long Chen.
"If it wasn't for the last battle, I wouldn't have taken your things," Feng Zhilin emphasized.
The last battle and the following scores were the most crucial points.
On the way back, the two exchanged their methods of getting the statue.
Feng Zhilin was amazed by Long Chen's method.
"With the difference between you and Yang Chen, it shouldn't be a problem if it's a fair score. I'm just worried that Ye Futu's people will cheat."
"Cheat."
Everyone in the Dragon Dance Hall could hear the conversation between the two.
Long Chen smiled coldly and said, "If they really give random scores, this selection will be completely meaningless. I think these people don't even care about the existence of the Emperor. If that's the case, they'll definitely regret it."
This sentence was for everyone in the Dragon Dance Hall to hear.
Hearing Long Chen's words, a few cultivators snorted coldly.
When Yang Chen returned to the Wushen Palace alone, the news of the completion of the trial mission had already spread. Yang Chen first returned to the Dragon Dance Hall and returned to Ye Futu's side. When Long Chen and Feng Zhilin returned, they could grade the second round of the trial mission.
The Saint Martial Emperor was a major event in the Wushen Palace. In an instant, almost everyone came out from their cultivation and gathered on the first floor of the Five Elements Haotian Pagoda, waiting for the arrival of Long Chen and Feng Zhilin. This was also the biggest welcome for them.
Before they arrived, the Wushen Palace was already in chaos.
What they were discussing was nothing more than the trial mission. As for the details of the trial mission, they didn't know, so they were just making wild guesses.
"Little Martial God came back first. Could it be that he's already gotten the statue?"
Many young girls were Yang Chen's loyal followers. These young girls all had rosy lips, white teeth, bright eyes, and slender legs. They emitted an astonishing youthful heat.
"Little Martial God seems to have changed a lot. He's different from before. I see his naughty smile. It's so intoxicating."
"Yeah, I see that Little Martial God has changed a lot too. He's even more perfect now."
"As for Long Chen and Feng Zhilin, I wonder if they've gotten the statue."
"I heard that the Remnants of Darkness are very strong. They're not strong enough. They were promoted from the Three Thousand Halls. It's definitely difficult for them to get the statue. I'm willing to bet that they definitely haven't gotten it."