Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5754 Bloodline Awakening

Now, Luo Yanfeng and the others were facing thirteen-vein Heaven Saints on the battlefield for the first time.

Luo Yanfeng grew nervous. After enduring two battles without rest, they only had thirty percent of their physical energy left. Just how were they supposed to face such a powerful army?

The same unease gripped his comrades. Against this many elite devil experts, their hearts sank.

Long Chen studied their enemies. Each of them had a pair of wings and a golden horn, with golden ripples flickering in their eyes. Their auras were frightening.

“Big brother Yunfeng, their leader is yours. Squad leaders, take note—seven elite devils stand right behind their leader. Kill them, and I, Long Chen, swear on my very life that not a single Luo family disciple will fall here!” Long Chen's voice rang out, calm and resolute.

A tremor ran through Luo Yanfeng and the others. If Long Chen had made such a bold declaration before this, they would have doubted him, no matter how much they trusted him. But after all they had experienced with him, they couldn’t bring themselves to doubt his confident command.

Gritting his teeth, Luo Yanfeng roared, “We can do it!”

Thirteen violet dragons erupted into existence behind him, and flames ignited around his body. He unleashed the last remnants of his bloodline power.

“Kill!”

With a furious roar, Luo Yanfeng charged, targeting the enemy leader.

Seeing Luo Yanfeng’s impressive display, Long Chen nodded. 

While Luo Yanfeng didn’t have enough confidence in himself, he was willing to risk his life for his comrades.

Given the situation, the entire squad could be wiped out. However, top experts like Luo Yanfeng could choose to escape if they prioritized their own survival. Yet, instead of fleeing, Luo Yanfeng was willing to risk it all for his comrades. That kind of selfless courage was rarer than gold.

Following Luo Yanfeng’s charge, the other squad leaders also charged out. By now, they had no choice but to go all-out.

“Vice squad leaders, take charge of your group. Form the Eight Dragon Slaughter Formation!” Long Chen commanded.

The violet blood disciples responded instantly. They executed the formation with seamless precision, moving faster than they ever had during training.

“Their potential is shining through,” Long Chen muttered, smiling when he saw their efforts.

The Luo family's disciples possessed astonishing talent. In such a short time, they had gotten better at working together. Their battlefield awareness and ability to sense spatial fluctuations had improved dramatically.

Long Chen couldn't help but sigh. The violet blood race truly had limitless potential. When fully awakened, their combat power would be terrifying.

Just then, the devil army crashed into them. The Luo family disciples gritted their teeth and roared in unison, their battle cry shaking the battlefield.

A roar—sometimes a simple outburst of fury, yet on the battlefield, it could be a source of courage.

Although some might find it laughable, the truth was that a single battle cry could quell fear and ignite bravery.

With reckless abandon, the Luo family disciples fought like madmen, meeting the devil army head-on.

Amongst this devil army, although the strongest thirteen-vein Heaven Saint devils had been specifically targeted by Long Chen for one-on-one battles, the other devils were no pushovers either.

Fortunately, the formation held strong. Each fighter supported the others, preventing even the thirteen-vein devils from breaking through.

Meanwhile, Luo Yanfeng was locked in fierce combat with the enemy leader. Despite his exhaustion, he gradually forced his opponent back, blow after blow.

The other squad leaders fared no worse. Fear of death was no longer in their minds—their only goal was to kill their enemies. They knew that if their opponents didn't die, their comrades would.

Eight squads weaved over the battlefield, grinding the devil experts to death. These devils had never encountered such a battle formation before, and their corpses soon littered the ground.

“Vice squad leaders, stay sharp! If any devils get caught in the formation, don't let them escape!” Long Chen barked.

He had already seen some thirteen-vein devils get momentarily ensnared, only to struggle free and flee. Hence, he couldn’t help but remind them. 

This formation was strong, but of course it was impossible to master it instantly. The Luo family’s disciples were so set on executing the formation that they didn’t understand its transformations, reducing its flexibility.

This was a formation used by both the Dragonblood Legion and the Hidden Dragon Legion. Though basic, it contained endless variations. Even now, the Dragonblood Legion still used it occasionally, which was a testament to its power.

Just then, a thirteen-vein devil charged in, attempting to slaughter the disciples. However, it was immediately trapped, flailing like an insect caught in a web.

“This is your chance!”

Hearing Long Chen’s call, a squad leader made a subtle shift in movement. Though his squad deviated slightly, the formation as a whole remained intact.

Simultaneously, another squad adjusted its path ever so slightly.

Their intersection point? The struggling thirteen-vein devil.

In an instant, it was shredded to pieces. The kill was so clean and swift that no one could tell who had delivered the final blow.

Realizing the formation’s true potential, the disciples' eyes lit up. Their movements became smoother, their formation more agile.

One by one, the thirteen-vein devils fell. Some weren’t even caught in the formation initially but ended up dragged in by its shifting patterns, utterly confused before being slain.

As the formation’s efficiency grew, Luo Yanfeng entered a grueling battle. Blood covered him. His opponent’s devil spear had nearly pierced his chest.

His enemy was not only powerful but also experienced. Although Luo Yanfeng had gained the upper hand at first, the longer the battle dragged on, the more dangerous his situation became.

Meanwhile, on another part of the battlefield, Luo Ying was in grave danger. At first, she had been able to suppress her opponent, but then another devil expert ambushed her. Two against one—she was quickly overwhelmed.

Gritting her teeth, she refused to call for help, fearing that her voice would distract her comrades.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a powerful force sent her flying. One of the devil experts immediately pounced, its sharp teeth glistening with saliva as it aimed for her throat.

She braced herself. If she was going to die, she would take her attacker with her.

Just as she prepared for one last desperate strike—

A bone spear shot through the battlefield and impaled the devil’s head, pinning it to a distant boulder.

Stunned, Luo Ying wasted no time. She didn’t even pause to consider who had saved her. She immediately lunged at her remaining opponent.

“Kill!” Luo Yanfeng roared. 

A bone spear pierced his chest, but he gritted his teeth and swung his broadsword with all his might, crushing his opponent’s skull.

“Big brother Yanfeng!” his comrades cried out in alarm.

Yet, instead of collapsing, Luo Yanfeng yanked the bone spear from his chest and stabbed it into the ground. Tilting his head to the sky, he unleashed a deafening roar.

Long Chen watched, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

“Their slumbering bloodline... has begun to awaken.”