Chapter 5284 The Desolation’s Human Race
Chapter 5284 The Desolation’s Human Race
Long Chen sat atop the little lion’s back, listening to the roars of the Gold Lion race’s experts from behind. After that, a sneer appeared on his face.
“They dare to bare their fangs at me? Just wait, I’ll do my best to send you to your resting place soon,” said Long Chen to the little lion.
If it weren’t for the news of the human race, Long Chen wouldn’t have spared this little lion. In fact, he had been thinking about killing their six-vein Emperors.
But then, it might not be so easy to slay the Gold Lions as they possessed immense Blood Qi mixed with primal chaos qi, making them a primal chaos species. Such a species had terrifying divine abilities, so their true power was far greater than it appeared.
The little lion was slow at first, staggering because of Long Chen’s abuses. After all, Long Chen had sent his astral energy through the lion’s body and into the ground, essentially nailing it in place. Even its strong physical body couldn’t resist him. But as Long Chen lifted his restrictions, the lion recovered rapidly, its speed accelerating.
“What are you running so fast for? Slow down and be steady!” shouted Long Chen.
Hearing that, the young lion had no choice but to slow down. However, flames almost burst out of its eyes.
It was the number one genius of the Gold Lion race’s younger generation and the future leader of its clan. Yet, it had fallen into Long Chen’s hands, forced to serve as a mount—an insult not only to itself but to the entire Gold Lion race. Most likely, its head was filled with thoughts about how it wanted to kill Long Chen.
Unbothered by the lion’s thoughts, Long Chen focused on the area around him. The spiritual qi in the air had stabilized, not containing too much wild devil qi. Before this, Long Chen needed to actively expel the devil qi during his cultivation, which affected his efficiency.
Although he could easily handle it, weaker cultivators would struggle without the aid of a formation.
However, the spiritual qi here was pure and dense, much like in the Dragon Domain. This place was suitable for human cultivation.
After about two hours of travel, a shout rang out from ahead. “Who’s there?!”
Before Long Chen could respond, the gold lion growled at them, and they instantly froze. They were nothing more than young Divine Venerates, so they couldn’t help but quiver under the pressure of a three-vein Emperor.
The Gold Lion swaggered past them brazenly, ignoring them. Long Chen hadn’t seen other humans in a long time, so he waved at them. Unfortunately, seeing him seated atop a Gold Lion, they were too afraid to wave back. freewёbnoνel.com
Continuing onward, Long Chen found that this place should be the territory of the human race, and those disciples were most likely sentries.
As the Gold Lion continued to advance, Long Chen saw pillars of light soar from behind them. The sentries had likely sent a warning back, though the method was primitive.
Suddenly, the space around Long Chen quivered. There was no barrier here, but it felt like he had just walked into one.
“This aura… it’s ancient!” Long Chen mused, sensing the shift. It felt like he had stepped into a realm from ancient times.
“Respected Gold Lion race, this place is the human race’s territory. Please stop,” called out a respectful yet commanding voice.
All of a sudden, a group of humans appeared. Men and women, young and old—they all wore ancient robes that Long Chen had never seen before.
Their leader was a lean middle-aged man in his forties. His aura was as vast as an ocean, surprising Long Chen. This man was a two-vein Emperor, but his aura was exceptionally powerful. Though he was only a two-vein Emperor, Long Chen sensed that he could rival a four-vein Emperor.
The ones standing with the middle-aged man were also Emperors. However, they were mostly ordinary Human Emperors. Only the middle-aged man was a mighty two-vein Emperor.
Behind this group of Human Emperors were countless young men and women. All of them possessed powerful and sharp auras—a hallmark of real warriors.
Long Chen couldn’t help being surprised upon seeing so many true experts.
The cultivation base of these disciples was about on par with that of the dragon race’s disciples. But in a one-on-one battle, the Dragon Domain’s disciples couldn’t hold a candle to them. After all, real warriors had killed their way out of battlefields over and over again. The Dragon Domain’s disciples lacked this aspect and couldn’t catch up in just one or two days.
While Long Chen marveled at their strength, they were equally shocked by the sight of him riding a Gold Lion, a three-vein Emperor no less. The middle-aged man’s pupils contracted when he recognized the lion—it was the future leader of the Gold Lion race.
The human race had been in conflict with the Gold Lions for years, and as one of the higher-ups, this man knew the significance of the golden lion before him. He hadn’t noticed at first and thought that it was just an ordinary three-vein Emperor of the Gold Lion race, but now he saw the truth. If he had recognized it sooner, he would have spoken more deferentially.
However, he was quite smart. Seeing the lion’s fury, he quickly realized that it had been forced into this situation.
The thought of a human daring to force the future leader of the Gold Lion race to serve as a mount left him stunned. Just who was this black-robed man?
Without a word, Long Chen dismounted and kicked the Gold Lion in the butt. “Scram!”
The Gold Lion staggered, gritting its teeth. However, it said nothing as it bolted away, leaving the human warriors and Emperors in shock.