Chapter 6322 - Heavenly Execution - Infinite Needle Rain

“Long Chen!” Mo Nian was taken aback. He hadn't expected such a sudden turn of events. At this moment, he dared not be the slightest bit careless. “Boom boom boom boom!” Four explosive sounds echoed as four coffins appeared, and four Emperor Corpse Puppets emerged from them. The Divine Sovereign expert, who was battling the Emperor Corpse Puppet, instantly sensed something amiss and attempted to flee. Unfortunately, he was caught in a pincer attack by two Emperor Corpses and was slain in an instant. “Buzz.” Behind Mo Nian, a green pine tree manifested, reaching into the clouds, its vast divine aura piercing through the sky. “Rumble...” All the puppets simultaneously charged at the altar. A light screen appeared above the altar, and the puppets' attacks caused ripples to appear on it, yet they couldn't break through. “Trying to save your companion? Forget it. He is locked onto by the Dark Lord's divine thought, already fallen into the boundless purgatory, awaiting extreme painful death,” the man shrouded in black mist said calmly. “Bullshit, I'll first break this turtle-shell formation of yours, then smash this spider statue,” Mo Nian roared, rapidly forming seals with his hands. “Buzz.” As Mo Nian formed seals, the green pine in the vision behind him trembled incessantly, and endless divine brilliance gathered towards him. The pine needles were vibrating, runes converging, one after another... dozens of runes gathered on the tiny pine needles. Gathering so many runes, the pine needles began to emit a metallic luster, eventually turning into sharp pine needles. “Heaven's Slaughter—Infinite Needle Rain!” With a furious roar, Mo Nian's hand seals froze for a moment. At that instant, the towering ancient pine trembled violently, and countless pine needles shot out, overwhelming the sky as they aimed at the altar. “Whoosh whoosh whoosh...” The pine needles fell like a rainstorm, emitting a piercing sonic boom. The light screen erupted with massive ripples, and every blink of an eye saw millions of pine needles stabbing into it. Each pine needle contained supreme divine power, causing the formation light screen to dim rapidly. The expert within the black mist was finally shocked, but before he could make any move... “Boom.” The formation shattered, and endless pine needles poured down on the altar. “Puff puff puff...” The strong individuals on the altar struggled to defend, but these needles called needle rain were not rain. The direction of the pine needles varied, some straight, some flying diagonally, some spinning rapidly, their paths erratic and unpredictable. In almost an instant, only a little over fifty experts possessing eight hundred Emperor Flames could barely hold on, while the rest were annihilated. “Die!” Suddenly, the void exploded, and the man within the black mist finally emerged, his body surrounded by Emperor Flames, densely packed, numbering nine hundred and one. With his Emperor Flames unfurled, a myriad of sounds roared, and the endless pine needles were directly repelled by his Emperor Flame power. His figure flashed as he surged upstream, charging straight at Mo Nian. Nine hundred Emperor Flames, nearing the pinnacle of Emperor Flame, and at this moment, his Emperor Flame power had undergone a qualitative change from a quantitative one, posing a fatal threat to experts with eight hundred Emperor Flames, but not to him. “Disrupt the sacrificial ceremony, die!” the expert with nine hundred Emperor Flames roared. At this moment, Mo Nian finally saw the man's face clearly. He was a man with an ominous aura, his skin seemingly stained with ink. Bizarre patterns adorned his skin, and his dark blood power, when close, almost froze one's blood and soul. This was an extremely terrifying being. His terror lay not only in his possession of nine hundred Emperor Flames but also in his bloodline and racial talent. Mo Nian, having roamed in darkness for years, was particularly wary of such bloodline experts. “Whoosh.” However, just as the man charged towards Mo Nian, Mo Nian's figure suddenly trembled, and with the endless needle rain flowing downward, he instantly appeared in front of the massive black spider. Getting closer to the black spider, Mo Nian realized that this was no statue but a gigantic spider carcass. The carcass was enveloped in a strange divine brilliance, appearing both sacred and eerie. Mo Nian had no time to study it closely and shouted sharply as a bronze immortal palace appeared. It was a dilapidated bronze immortal palace, covered in rust and cracks, seemingly about to shatter at any moment. Yet, the instant the bronze immortal palace appeared, a vast divine might erupted, shattering the spider's protective divine light as it smashed down on the dark spider. “Boom.” A violent explosion occurred, a furious shockwave directly blasting away those struggling experts with eight hundred Emperor Flames. As they were blasted away, they could no longer withstand the pine needles and, amidst screams, were all turned into porcupines, perishing in an instant. However, what Mo Nian didn't expect was that the indestructible bronze immortal palace failed to crush the dark spider. It was enveloped in endless black energy, and the palace glowed, contending with the dark spider. “How could this be? Even Divine Emperor Artifacts were smashed, yet it can't break it?” At that moment, Mo Nian was both shocked and furious. “Buzz.” In the distance where Long Chen was, a fierce aura surged, more sinister and icy than the dark spider. As Mo Nian fought desperately, Long Chen found himself in a dire situation, locked onto by a terrifying dark power. In his sea of consciousness, a black spider appeared. The black spider exuded monstrous ferocity, boundless black energy invading his sea of consciousness, even polluting his Divine Gate. The black energy seeped through the Divine Gate, directly into the divine light, invading the star sea. The black energy was unstoppable, traversing back and forth in Long Chen's body. Yet, just as it was rampantly raging, the Dragonbone Evilmoon in the chaotic space suddenly teleported into Long Chen's sea of consciousness. “Buzz.” The Dragonbone Evilmoon trembled, seemingly like a whale swallowing water, madly absorbing the black energy. The black energy seemed to have its own consciousness, wanting to flee, but under the terrifying suction of the Dragonbone Evilmoon, it was drained in an instant. Everything happened so quickly that Long Chen hadn't even figured out how to resist before it was over. Long Chen stared at the Dragonbone Evilmoon in his sea of consciousness, which, with its black energy fluctuations growing increasingly sinister, left him dumbfounded. “A familiar formula, a familiar taste. Damn it, who eats grass when there's meat? Long Chen, finish it off for me!” Dragonbone Evilmoon excitedly shouted. “Buzz.” Dragonbone Evilmoon appeared in Long Chen's hand, like a resurrected demon god, its ferocious aura more intense than the dark spider. Seeing Long Chen freeing himself from the restraints, Mo Nian was both surprised and delighted. Meanwhile, Long Chen noticed Mo Nian's awkward situation, with his bronze immortal palace trapped and unable to break free temporarily. “I'll handle the spider. Can you take care of that guy?” Long Chen shouted. “If you can handle this spider, I promise to deal with him like disciplining a son,” Mo Nian said gleefully. “Then that's how we'll divide the work.” Long Chen formed seals with his hands, unleashing his soul power, and the Dragonbone Evilmoon in his hand split into eight, rapidly enlarging to form gigantic blades spanning ten thousand miles. “Boom boom boom boom...” Eight Dragonbone Evilmoons pierced into the ground, surrounding the entire altar and the spider. “Long Chen, give me all your soul power, and I'll take care of it! Time to feast!” Dragonbone Evilmoon shouted excitedly.