We Agreed to Brag Together, But You Secretly Dominated the World Chapter 477: All the Experts Attack

Chapter 477: All the Experts Attack

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“You…”

Jin Yuan of the Divine Gold Clan turned ashen. At their level, pride mattered greatly to each master. After all, these were all Great Saint Realm experts. Who would admit inferiority?

Yet now, Su Chen had mercilessly exposed Jin Yuan’s past feats. It felt as if he had been openly slapped, leaving his face burning.

“Humph! You truly do not comprehend life and death! Oblivious even as death closes in!” Jin Yuan snorted coldly, his face frigid. “I heard you were quite famous in the East Barrens, with countless forces looking up to you. But don’t forget! This is the Southern Region, our myriad races’ domain. The status of humans here is as lowly as ants. We can kill them as we please. There are not many forces here to aid you. Relying solely on a Great Saint Realm cultivator like yourself, no matter your cunning, you shall not escape death this day! Let me advise you. If you still possess any sense, swiftly turn over that quasi-emperor’s coffin. Thus, I may grant you a dignified end. Otherwise…”

At this point, Jin Yuan paused, sweeping his gaze about before continuing, his tone suddenly frigid.

“I will extract your divine soul and condemn you to eternal d.a.m.nation, to suffer soul refinement torment each day!”

“Why waste so much breath on him? Just attack and suppress him directly!” someone interjected at this time.

Behind Su Chen, a figure stood tall. With him at the center, all within tens of thousands of miles became a land of death, filled with an aura of decay.

The other was garbed in black, standing upon the void. Behind him manifested a terrifying scene – countless floating corpses of G.o.ds and devils – like a purgatory descended from another world.

In the northwest, a Heaven Devouring Beast trampled a sea of blood as it approached, resembling an apocalyptic fiend coming to seal Su Chen’s path of retreat. Its ma.s.sive frame occupied every inch of s.p.a.ce.

“Hand over the quasi-emperor’s coffin and I’ll spare your life!”

At this moment, innumerable experts emerged from the void. The sky, the earth, before and behind, everywhere stood mighty figures unleashing peerless, fluctuating auras. It seemed an earth-shaking battle could erupt any second.

In all eyes present, Su Chen was already dead. The only uncertainty was which faction would eventually claim the coffin in his grasp – their foremost concern.

“Wait!”

Just as all prepared to attack, a gentle voice rang out. Hearing this, everyone gazed at Su Chen in puzzlement.

“Su Chen, do you have any final words?” The Saint King Realm master of the Thundercloud Hou Clan stared at Su Chen and uttered deeply.

He cared not about the quasi-emperor’s coffin but could not let the death of his clan’s great saint slide. Today, no matter what, he would have justice!

“You are from the Thundercloud Hou Clan, correct? 1 remember killing one of your great saints. I must say, your clan’s meat is quite tough and chewy. However, stewing tempers it well.”

Su Chen turned to glance at the Thundercloud Hou Clan expert, uttering casually. Then, not waiting for the latter’s anger, Su Chen faced elsewhere, a faint smile playing on his lips.

“This young friend seems fated with me! Why not wait briefly while 1 impart this opportunity? We may exchange moves after.”

Su Chen’s gaze settled on the youth behind the Long family elder. Witnessing this, all present turned their eyes there as well.

“Long Aotian?”

“Long Aotian has ties with him?”

“The Long family and Su Chen harbored deep enmity! How could they be bound by fate?”

“What’s Su Chen playing at?”

“Did he want to seek the Long family’s protection, to preserve his life?”

“Why would the Long family help Su Chen?”

“I don’t understand. Is this merely a stall for time?”

Many frowned in incomprehension over Su Chen’s actions toward the renowned Long Aotian.

For the youth from the Long family, they were relatively familiar. After all, Long Autian’s reputation in the Southern Region was well-known. He had previously held the t.i.tle of the number one among the younger generation.

But now, with Su Chen speaking of having a connection with him, it inevitably set off various speculations among many.

“Haha… Does Fellow Daoist plan to reconcile our Long family? However, 1 must notify you – my clan members are not so easily killed. If you wish the Long family to forgo this, hand over the quasi-emperor’s coffin for our perusal. Then, past events may be set aside.”

The Long family elder uttered smilingly, seeing nothing unusual in Su Chen’s behavior.

After all, numerous experts surrounded them. How long could one man resist alone? Su Chen likely sought help by implicating ties with his junior.

However, the attempt was excessively straightforward. Even the Long family elder would have first calmed Su Chen before making exorbitant demands. One did not refuse free gains delivered to their doorstep.

They would end Su Chen after obtaining what they desired. Thus, the other factions may even owe the Long family a boon!

By then, with the White Jade Divine Elephant Clan’s Chen Su emerging, who would dare contend the World-Transcending Sword Master’s inheritance with the Long family?

With this in mind, the Long family elder’s smile grew increasingly genial, his eyes gentler. The experts around Su Chen were at a loss facing this.

If they attacked now, the Long family’s enmity might be incurred. Yet abstaining would cost prestige. Helpless, they turned to the Thundercloud Hou Clan’s saint king, the circle’s foremost senior. They could only leave the decision to him now.

The Thundercloud Hou Clan expert’s countenance was dark. At this moment, he yearned to directly kill Su Chen. His previous words were worthy of death dozens of times over!

Not only had Su Chen killed his clansman but even…eaten him! An absolutely intolerable humiliation toward a clan.

Yet presently, he did not dare attack, for the Long family exceeded his own might. Their saint kings were beyond compare.

Helpless, he could only quell his urge to kill, suppressing his animus as he strode aside with a cold snort..