Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

Chapter 1526 Pull My Carriage

The three of them left the Wine God Palace and were very quickly surrounded by a group of experts wearing the Grand Han's robes.

They numbered in the fifties. They were all young Soul Transformation experts. Their leader was even a rank nine Celestial. He was of medium build and shoulder-length hair. The thing about him that gave the deepest impression was his large face. His face was very large. Or perhaps it should be called wide. For normal people, two hands would be enough to cover their faces, but this person would need three hands.

"Xia Yunchong, what do you think you're doing?! This person killed people of my Grand Han repeatedly, and you're actually walking with him? Is this your public provocation towards my Grand Han? You want a war between our two nations?" demanded the rank nine Celestial.

Clearly, this person was directly finding trouble for Xia Yunchong, infuriating him. These fellows always kept saying that they were provoking the Grand Han, that they wanted war, all while clearly aware that the Grand Xia didn't want a war.

The Grand Xia knew how frightening war was. Many people would die. War was not a crafty trick, it was a barbaric plunder. The goal was to get the most benefits through fighting. But whether you won or lost, the ones who suffered the most were always the innocent commoners.

Just how many true experts could the Grand Xia and Grand Han really utilize in a war? Their main force would still depend on their army.

And where did that army come from if not the commoners? The pain of the battlefield would fall on them.

The Grand Xia was profoundly aware of how much pain war brought. Only idiots like the Grand Xia would repeatedly say that they wanted a war whenever they didn't get their way. It was a deliberate provocation, and simply showing off.

It was because the Grand Xia had simply endured their provocations that the Grand Han had continued increasing their provocations, thinking that the Grand Xia was afraid of them. That was what made Xia Yunchong the most infuriated.

Before Xia Yunchong could even reply, Long Chen slapped that rank nine Celestial across his large face. He spun through the air in a beautiful arc, landing in the distance.

"Did you parents never teach you not to point at others when speaking to them?" snorted Long Chen.

If it was before, perhaps he would have directly launched a sudden attack to kill him, because a rank nine Celestial would have posed some threat to him.

But now, the Divine Gate Star had grown stronger along with the other four stars. His power was so great that he no longer cared about such rank nine Celestials.

Only Empyreans could be his opponents. As for this rank nine Celestial, he was nothing more than a clown.

Long Chen might not care about rank nine Celestials, but that didn't mean that other people didn't. Even Xia Yunchong and Xia Youluo jumped in shock. Long Chen was even stronger than the legends.

That rank nine Celestial had only just landed when Long Chen appeared in front of him like a phantom. He pressed a finger right against his head.

"Do you want to live or do you want to die?"

Lightning revolved around Long Chen's finger. It could erupt at any moment.

"Who... who are you?!"

The rank nine Celestial didn't even dare to move. He was pale, shocked and infuriated. He hadn't expected such a terrifying expert to appear in the Grand Xia.

Long Chen once more slapped him, sending him flying.

His face was originally large, but now it was swelling so it was even larger. He coughed up blood, half his teeth knocked out, his head buzzing so hard that he couldn't even form the will to resist.