Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5448 Unable to Endure a Single Blow

Chapter 5448 Unable to Endure a Single Blow

“It’s Wu Yifeng!”

Startled cries erupted as a figure was hurled through the air and crashed into the ground.

Wu Yifeng—a name synonymous with fear and respect among the black crow dragon race—was known for his peerless strength and boundless arrogance. His vicious demeanor made him untouchable, and only a few experts dared to provoke him. Even someone as powerful as Chi Yunxiao had suffered at Wu Yifeng’s hands and been mocked by him ever since.

Despite achieving significant growth in the last few years, Chi Yunxiao never had the courage to challenge Wu Yifeng to another battle.

The black crow dragon race had a reputation for brutality, but they were also famous for their lack of intellect. Their tendency to screw up even simple tasks had made their name a byword for foolishness.

Although they were a branch of the black dragon race, their scales had no luster, as if they were simply dyed black. Their dark energy was also not as pure as that of the black dragon race.

Thus, amongst the larger dragon races, the black crow dragon race was viewed as a pack of powerful fools. While their brute strength was undeniable, their lack of intelligence and tact made them unsuitable for any mission requiring finesse or strategy. At best, they were seen as disposable fighters—but not even trusted enough to serve as bodyguards.

Yet, Wu Yifeng stood as an exception. His dark energy carried a unique oppressive force that suppressed opponents like Chi Yunxiao. Combined with his formidable physical strength, Wu Yifeng was a force to be reckoned with. Even though Chi Yunxiao’s power had grown significantly in recent times, he knew he was no match for Wu Yifeng.

However, no one anticipated the spectacle that followed. While Chi Yunxiao had managed to exchange a few blows with Long Chen, Wu Yifeng didn’t even get the chance to strike before being humiliated.

With a single slap, Long Chen sent Wu Yifeng hurtling through the air. The move looked effortless—unhurried and almost casual. The slap wasn’t particularly fast, and everyone saw it clearly, except Wu Yifeng.

For him, time seemed to freeze. He neither sensed nor reacted to the attack before it landed. The impact was thunderous, hurling him into the ground with such force that a massive crater formed around him.

“Kill me? Are you qualified?” Long Chen snorted.

Before anyone could react, Long Chen vanished, reappearing in an instant above the crater. His speed was so overwhelming that it seemed he had teleported.

Without hesitation, Long Chen stomped down. Wu Yifeng, still dizzy from the slap, barely managed to cross his arms in defense before the blow landed.

BOOM!

The earth trembled violently, and the crater expanded tenfold as the force of the strike echoed across the battlefield.

Moments later, a distant section of the ground erupted with a deafening blast, revealing a figure.

This figure was Wu Yifeng, and he was hacking up blood. Before he could regain his bearings, a flash of white light streaked through the air. The dragon bone spear pierced cleanly through his head, swift and merciless. Wu Yifeng’s body shuddered one final time before his aura faded into nothingness.

Hovering above the battlefield, Long Chen retrieved the dragon spear with a smooth motion. The next moment, the dragon spear flashed, and the black blood on it turned into smoke. It was as if the dragon spear was looking down on Wu Yifeng’s blood.

At last, Wu Yifeng’s lifeless body fell from the sky, crashing to the ground. The once-renowned genius of the black crow dragon race was dead just like that.

The crowd froze, their hair standing on end. Among them, Chi Yunxiao was pale with fright. He had just exchanged a few moves with Long Chen and hadn’t been convinced of his defeat. But now, he realized just how large the gap between them was. Even someone as powerful as Wu Yifeng couldn’t retaliate against Long Chen. Then what about him? For him to still be alive felt like a miracle.

Ignoring the commotion, Long Chen continued to walk toward the core region of the Dragon Domain. At this moment, countless experts were rushing over.

They arrived just in time to witness the aftermath: Wu Yifeng’s lifeless body and Long Chen’s unyielding presence. Stunned, they stared at the human who had defied the Dragon Domain, their faces pale with terror.

The fear in their eyes only fueled Long Chen’s anger. His immense disappointment almost drove him to kill them all.

If I truly were an enemy of the dragon race, these so-called successors wouldn’t even have the courage to draw their blades against me. Is this the legacy they’ve inherited? he thought bitterly.

Just then, a deep, weary sigh echoed in his mind. It was the voice of the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign.

The sigh carried the weight of centuries, a resonance of immense disappointment. Through Long Chen’s eyes, the Dragon Sovereign witnessed a scene it had never wanted to see.

“Scram!” Long Chen roared.

It felt as though a blade twisted in his heart as he unleashed his fury on the gathered dragon disciples. The Dragon Roars at the Nine Heavens divine ability erupted from him, sending waves of sound tearing through the void.

The disciples were blasted off their feet, their bodies flung like ragdolls. The majority collapsed, overwhelmed by the sheer force of his roar. Even so, this devastation was the result of Long Chen holding back. If he hadn’t restrained himself, they wouldn’t have survived.

The roar blew apart the clouds in the sky, swaying the stars high above. The enormous Dragon Domain shuddered because of it.

Moreover, this roar carried more than fury. Intertwined with the bloodline divine ability was the Dragon Sovereign’s pain and rage. This voice penetrated the souls of every member of the dragon race.

Hundreds of thousands of experts succumbed to the overwhelming pressure, fainting where they stood. Without sparing them a glance, Long Chen swaggered past them.

“Who dares to barge into my Dragon Domain?! Do you think the Dragon Domain has no one who can crush you?!”

A nine-vein Emperor appeared, his fury palpable. He had been the closest and was the first to arrive. Seeing a human causing hundreds of thousands of experts of the dragon race to fall beneath his feet, he furiously unleashed a claw toward Long Chen.

“So the mighty dragon race has been reduced to parroting the ways of the human race? Just how far has the Dragon Domain fallen?” Long Chen sneered, his brows furrowed with disdain.

He thrust the dragon bone spear forward, its runes swirling like a storm. After that, a sharp ray of divine light erupted on it, and a resonant dragon cry filled the air.

The ray of light sliced through the dragon claw with ease and continued toward this elder of the dragon race.

The elder was startled. Golden dragon scales swiftly covered his palm as he swung it to meet the ray of light. With a resounding crack, the light shattered, but the force left his hand numb.

How could a Heaven Saint of the human race wield such overwhelming power? he thought, his mind reeling.

Just as he blew apart the ray of divine light, the dragon bone spear darted toward his chest like a viper’s fang.

“What?!”