In the chaos, another great battle broke out.
Many cultivators appeared in the distance to observe. Many of them were frowning
Was that really Swordthorn?
Had he always been this powerful?
Moreover, his aura seemed to be a little unusual.
Huo Xuan also appeared.
The experts were speechless. Did Long Chang seek out Swordthorn to vent his anger?
They wondered if he had found the wrong person.
In any case, why was there another battle?
Moreover, this battle was even more intense than the last one between Long Chang, Tiangou Zheng, and Huo Xuan.
Was there a need for this?
Long Chang felt that he could not hold on any longer.
His body was covered in blood and countless wounds.
What was even more terrifying was that the power of his Dao path began to tremble. It was as if there were countless swords that were constantly cutting away at his Dao path.
Swordthorn was too powerful!
Up until now, he had only used seven swords!
Could it be that Swordthorn had already surpassed the Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm?
No, that's impossible!
He did not sever his Dao path, so how did he break through his limits?
He was likely at the absolute peak of the Nine Extreme Daoyuan.
In any case, Long Chang was no match for him.
Even if he did not die, he would be severely injured!
Long Chang was unwilling to accept this.
Retreat?
How could he retreat?
Besides, that b*stard, Swordthorn, said that he was going to slay a dragon. He had no intention of letting him go.
No!
He had to ask for help!
Swordthorn was about to use his eighth sword!
Roar!
In the Ancient Chaos World, the dragon race experts' faces turned ugly.
Long Chang had actually asked for help again.
This was too embarrassing for the dragon race.
As the most powerful being of the dragon race, he had actually asked for help time and time again. What would happen to their dignity and reputation?
It was fine if he was outnumbered, but now he even needed help in a one-on-one battle!
In the long history of the dragon race, when had such an embarrassing thing ever happened?
It was fine if he was a weak dragon, but Long Chang was one of the strongest experts of the dragon race.
The mighty image that the dragon race had built up had been dealt a blow.
However, they had no choice but to save him!
Losing even one of their Nine Extreme Daoyuan experts would be a huge blow to their race.
The two giant dragons disappeared in an instant, heading toward the depths of the chaos.
"Brother Swordthorn, let's call it off," the dragon race's grand elder said helplessly.
He did not attack, and had no intention of trying to kill Swordthorn.
Swordthorn was too powerful.
Even if the three dragons joined forces, they would not be able to kill him, nor stop him from escaping.
If they attacked, and he escaped, the entire dragon race would suffer the wrath of Swordthorn's revenge.
Swordthorn coldly looked at the three dragons. The nine swords on his back were ready to move, and a sharp aura engulfed the surroundings.
Long Chang's entire body was drenched in blood, and it was unknown how many of his scales had been shattered. He looked like a dragon that had a good number of its scales scraped off.
One of his dragon claws was almost broken.
The power of his Dao path trembled, and the nine stars of light representing the nine extremes dimmed.
He was sullen and unconvinced.
However, the grand elder glared at him, so he could only remain silent.
"Brother Swordthorn, Long Chang was just a little impulsive, and he's already been punished. There's no need to continue this battle," the grand elder continued.
Swordthorn's strength was fearsome, especially that faint chaotic aura that surrounded him.
It was the aura of a chaotic being. Still, although it was similar, it had not reached the same level as an actual chaotic being.
It seemed that Swordthorn was gradually transforming into a chaotic being.
That was simply terrifying!
This was the most terrifying part.
How strong were chaotic beings?
Even Nine Extreme Daoyuan experts were far inferior to them.
When the nine zones were created, it was the territory of chaotic beings. Later, many of them left, leaving only a small number of chaotic beings to live in the nine zones and rule over them.
This was the time before the Great Dao era.
Now, chaotic beings had long disappeared and no longer appeared in the chaos.
No one knew if the chaotic beings had been fully exterminated.
The chaos was boundless, and no one knew if there were chaotic beings or experts from the chaos era out there in the chaos.
All the experts and living beings that were known to exist lived around the Ancient Chaos World with the nine zones at the center.
No one had explored the chaos further beyond.
One had to know that even this active region around the Ancient Chaos World had not been explored thoroughly, let alone the outer regions of the chaos.
Once the Swordthorn transformed into a chaotic being, he would be immensely powerful, and even the dragon race as a whole would find it difficult to deal with him.
Unless of course one of them awakened the legendary ancestral bloodline of the dragon race. However, the ancestral bloodline had disappeared for countless years.
"I won't send you off!"
Swordthorn snorted coldly.
He turned around and returned to his chaos mountain.
The grand elder glared at Long Chang. The three dragons returned to the Ancient Chaos World together.
Long Chang was unwilling!
This time, it was really too tragic.
He had gone all out, but Swordthorn had only used seven swords.
How powerful would he be if he used nine swords?
