Chapter 6360 - Di Mengyao's New Move

In the place shrouded by the divine radiance of fortune, thousands of powerful beings gathered, seated in the void, divided into three layers: upper, middle, and lower. The lower layer had the most people, with the weakest strength, but even the weakest among them had at least nine hundred and ninety paths of imperial flames. The middle layer had only a few dozen people, most of whom possessed nine hundred and ninety-five or nine hundred and ninety-six paths of imperial flames. However, three individuals stood out like cranes among chickens, on the same level as Di Mengyao, all with nine hundred and ninety-seven paths of imperial flames. Above them, there was a towering man with golden hair cascading down his shoulders, his vitality coiling like a savage dragon. His mere vitality was enough to suppress myriad paths, and as he sat with imperial flames surging around him, everyone’s pupils contracted in shock. He had nine hundred and ninety-seven paths of imperial flames continuously surging, and a brand-new imperial flame was forming — he was about to step into nine hundred and ninety-eight paths of imperial flames. This man sat motionless in the void, seemingly in deep meditation, yet the invisible pressure he exuded made it hard for others to breathe. Di Mengyao's aura was already terrifying, but in front of this golden-haired man, it seemed so insubstantial. "Ants of the Nine Heavens Dragon Clan, you actually found your way here. Truly, there is a road to heaven you refuse to take, but you barge into hell's gate. Leave all of you behind!" A dozen figures emerged from the radiant shadows of fortune, seemingly afraid that Long Chen and his group would disturb the others, they rushed to kill them immediately. Leading them was one of the three strong individuals with nine hundred and ninety-seven paths of imperial flames, while the others were all from the lowest layer of strength. "It seems they are the most talented cultivators of the Evil Dragon Clan!" Long Chen glanced at the situation on the opposite side and roughly guessed their intentions. The power of fortune here was limited. Strong as Long Wu was, though with decent talent, his potential was limited; he was driven out after reaching his limit. Now, all that remained were the top elites of the Evil Dragon Clan, the only ones qualified to cultivate here. The powerful individual with nine hundred and ninety-seven paths of imperial flames originally targeted Di Mengyao, as she posed the greatest threat to him among everyone. However, when Long Chen spoke, he casually glanced at him, and his pupils suddenly contracted: "Long Chen." He recognized Long Chen, as everyone saw him when he disrupted the balance. "Hand over the Qiankun Cauldron, and I'll give you a swift death." He instantly changed his mind, abandoning Di Mengyao and lunging at Long Chen. In front of the Qiankun Cauldron, so-called opportunities were all trash; the Qiankun Cauldron was the true treasure of the Heavenly Domain Battlefield. He couldn't have dreamed that Long Chen, carrying this astounding treasure, would appear right in front of him. "Buzz—" At this moment, Di Mengyao took action. The dragon shadow trembled, imperial flames surged, and with a palm strike, she blocked the strongman of the Evil Dragon Clan. "Boom—" The Evil Dragon Clan's strongman snorted coldly, slamming a punch fiercely against Di Mengyao, but he didn't expect her palm strike to be so incredibly powerful that he was forced back several steps. As he retreated, he was horrified to find Long Chen had already appeared beside him. His pupils shrank sharply; Long Chen's movement technique was too bizarre. He roared in rage, opening his mouth wide, and the blood-colored patterns converged into a sharp sword, stabbing straight at Long Chen. "Whoosh—" However, his bizarre divine art stabbed into thin air because when Long Chen appeared beside him, he didn’t stop, continuing to walk forward. The sharp sword shot past Long Chen's back. Long Chen's footsteps didn't pause at all, as he walked step by step toward the place enveloped by the divine radiance of fortune. He seemed like a passerby, never once looking at that person. The man was both shocked and furious, his face instantly twisted like a ghost. He was a peerless prodigy of the Evil Dragon Clan, with strength second only to Long Wu, and he was proud, always striving to surpass Long Wu. But today, he was ignored by Long Chen, and this disregard felt like a resounding slap in the face. "Damn it..." The strongman of the Evil Dragon Clan roared, spreading his arms, igniting all his imperial flames, ready to fight Long Chen to the death. "Your opponent is me!" Di Mengyao's cold voice came, her imperial flames burning around her as the power of her domain erupted, her vast imperial might spreading out like a tide. The strongman with nine hundred and ninety-seven paths of imperial flames was instantly locked on, the violent pressure nearly immobilizing the space around him. The Evil Dragon Clan's strongman was shocked. They were all at the same level, so why was Di Mengyao's imperial flame power so strong? It actually suppressed him. The other strongmen of the Evil Dragon Clan, although not directly locked on, were also extremely uncomfortable under the pressure of the domain's power. In fact, this was the "ultimate move" Long Chen taught Di Mengyao. Di Mengyao had secretly asked Long Chen for advice on how to quickly improve her combat power. She asked secretly because she herself was a master and knew that the path of cultivation lay in gradual accumulation with no shortcuts. She was afraid of being laughed at by others, but Long Chen really pointed her in the right direction. Di Mengyao's imperial flame power was extremely strong, but her control and utilization abilities were too crude to unleash her combat potential. After understanding Di Mengyao's combat habits and style, Long Chen simply let her focus all her energy on domain control. In fact, domain power was relatively useless for most people because it only worked effectively against those much weaker than oneself. Against those of the same level, it was almost ineffective, and it consumed a lot, and for those weaker, it was almost useless except for showing off. Therefore, almost no one in the Dragon Clan specifically cultivated domain power, and there were no divine abilities related to it. The Dragon Clan didn’t have any, but Long Chen did. After fusing with Dragonbone Evilmoon, his blood moon domain was practically invincible. Wherever Long Chen's mind reached, Dragonbone Evilmoon could hit precisely, and Long Chen passed this method, referencing the characteristics of dragon blood power and his understanding of domain power, to Di Mengyao. Di Mengyao's comprehension was astonishing, her talent in this area unparalleled, quickly grasping the essence of it. Operating the domain power was the easiest thing, and the method Long Chen taught Di Mengyao was also very simple: overwhelming strength. Di Mengyao's most powerful aspect was her original imperial flame power. Di Mengyao didn't have combat talent, but it didn’t matter; a volcano spewing mosquitoes could at least shake them to death. And the strongest aspect of the domain power Long Chen taught Di Mengyao was that it could instantly unleash all her imperial flame power. If Long Chen had Di Mengyao's original power, he could exert one hundred percent of his lethal power, and the domain power's burst could at most exert seventy percent of its lethal power. But Di Mengyao, using her traditional combat style, could at most exert only thirty to forty percent of her combat power, so Long Chen simply let her use the simplest method to crush her opponents. "Boom—" On Di Mengyao's jade hand, dragon scales emerged, divine light shot out, and she clashed with the strongman of the Evil Dragon Clan. The Evil Dragon Clan's strongman grunted, his arm numbed, his chest feeling like it was hit by a giant hammer, almost coughing up blood. Seeing the opponent suppressed by the domain and unable to dodge, forced to endure her attacks passively, Di Mengyao, who tasted the sweetness of victory, immediately surged with battle intent, swinging her fists to kill. Qingyi, Xue Tu, and others also charged at the other strongmen. With Di Mengyao's domain in place, the opponents' strength was directly weakened. Meanwhile, Long Chen steadily walked toward the place where the divine radiance of fortune burst forth. Sensing the fluctuations of fortune, Long Chen's eyes suddenly shone brightly: "So that's how it is!"