Chapter 6360 What a Tough Face

The power behind the slap wasn’t great, but the sound was thunderous, echoing across the altar and stunning everyone present.

Among the survivors, there were still a few experts of the nine heavens. Yet, they held no goodwill toward Long Chen—after all, Long Chen had slaughtered many from their own races. Even though they knew he fought for the nine heavens, standing at his side would leave them unable to explain themselves once they returned.

So they stayed hidden in the distance, watching intently. They wanted to know just who was stronger. The son of the Dark Master, or a nine star heir?

When they heard Cang Lu casually reveal that the Nine Star Master had died at the Dark Master’s hands, they were stunned.

The Nine Star Master was the mightiest figure in the history of the nine heavens. On his own, he had lifted the frail human race from the bottom of the food chain and carried them to the peak of the ten thousand races, unifying the nine heavens.

Although they disliked the human race, they had no choice but to accept this truth. The Nine Star Master had unquestionably been the strongest expert of the nine heavens and ten lands.

And yet, Cang Lu had spoken of his death so offhandedly.

This son of the Dark Master had clearly been part of that ancient war. No wonder that despite standing in the Human Emperor realm, the pressure he exuded was greater than even Divine Emperors.

However, Long Chen had slapped such a terrifying existence in the face. The experts of the nine heavens couldn’t believe it.

As for the outsider experts, though they came from the Primal Chaos World, they were not of the Dark race. They had only ventured here seeking scraps of fortune, not to fight for the Dark race.

So, when they heard the name Cang Lu, son of the Dark Master, their expressions changed drastically. They had known this place was a forbidden land of the Dark race, and other races wouldn’t come here to provoke them. However, they had never imagined that the one buried here was the son of the Dark Master.

And just as that realization sank in, they witnessed Long Chen slap Cang Lu awake. The great son of the Dark Master was actually slapped in the face by a human.

The sound of that slap seemed to linger forever.

Long Chen stood before Cang Lu. He clasped his hands behind his back after slapping him, calmly watching this arrogant fellow who liked to act like a god looking down on everyone else.

Cang Lu’s composure shattered. His expression twisted, feral and sinister.

Black qi erupted from his body like millions of roaring dragons. His fury was boundless.

He was the son of the Dark Master, a butcher of countless nine heavens experts during the primal chaos war. Though Cang Lu had fallen here, his corpse was preserved by the Dark Master within a grand formation. It was set to absorb Grand Dao qi and achieve nirvanic rebirth.

According to the original plan, he should have been born a bit later. At that time, he would be at the peak of Sovereign flames and directly advance to the Sovereign Lord realm.

However, due to Long Chen breaking the scales, the entire heaven region’s battlefield was affected. The formation cracked, resulting in some of the Grand Dao qi leaking. That drew over countless experts.

Under the call of his people, he woke up a bit early. Then, before he was fully awake, he was slapped awake.

Now, as his killing intent surged, a terrifying domain spread. The altar itself groaned and split apart beneath its weight.

“What kind of domain is this?! His Sovereign flames aren’t even visible!” exclaimed someone in the distance.

“This should be the legendary Grand Dao power. Only Divine Sovereigns are supposed to be able to control it.”

“Cang Lu was a half-step Heavenly Sovereign when he fell on the battlefield. Now that he has been reborn, although his cultivation base has regressed to the Human Emperor realm, he can still control a trace of that Grand Dao power.”

“It truly is terrifying. This pressure alone could crush anyone to death! He doesn’t even have to lift a finger.”

Startled cries rang out from the outsider experts..

The altar shuddered uneasily as this Grand Dao qi surged. However, no one dared to keep absorbing it.

Every cultivator had a limit to how much Grand Dao qi they could hold. Beyond that, it slipped away, and forcing it only invited death. Most had already reached their limits and remained behind to comprehend the Grand Dao.

However, no one noticed that in one corner of the altar, space was twisting. The Earth Cauldron and Evilmoon were still absorbing this Grand Dao qi.

“You dare defile the son of the Dark Master? I’ll will teach you just how luxurious death is to people like you!” Cang Lu declared through gritted teeth, his voice dripping with bloodlust.

His rage had reached its peak, but still he restrained himself. He didn’t want Long Chen to die too quickly.

“Keep acting,” Long Chen sneered. Star clouds rippled beneath his feet, and his figure blurred. In an instant, he reappeared before Cang Lu—several times faster than before.

Last time, he had deliberately slowed his Star Cloud Steps, offering his opponent the illusion of control. This was what created the perfect opening for that slap. Everything had been within his calculations.

This time, he unleashed his full speed. To the spectators, he simply vanished and reappeared before Cang Lu.

“Scram!”

Cang Lu’s reflexes were just as fast. Black qi condensed into his palm, carrying the echo of devilish roars as he thrust it forward.

Palm met palm. Cang Lu fully expected Long Chen’s arm to shatter under the impact. But in that instant, his expression changed.

Long Chen’s strike, though seemingly mighty, was actually as light as a feather. Realizing something was wrong, Cang Lu twisted his palm into a claw, aiming to capture Long Chen’s fist and end the fight at once.

But the moment Cang Lu touched Long Chen’s palm, Long Chen’s other hand flashed through the air.

Pow!

The altar shook with the explosive crack of another slap. A black ripple spread across Cang Lu’s face as its force hurled Long Chen back.

Rubbing his stinging hand, Long Chen clicked his tongue. “Wow... what a tough face. My hand actually hurts.”

Long Chen’s “praise” hung in the air, leaving every spectator speechless.

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