Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts-Chapter 5989 Seeing Her Again

Two figures emerged—one tall and imposing, the other slender and ethereal. The tall figure had a horn on its forehead and silver wings behind its back. Waves of hellish aura rolled off its body.

Most frightening of all, it possessed an incredibly vast Sovereign qi, far stronger than Bi Tu’s. Clad in pitch-black armor and gripping a blood-colored pike, the figure exuded such a pressure that shook Long Chen’s heart. This was a Sovereign Lord from hell.

While its origins weren’t as awe-inspiring as the Divine Blood Lightning Phoenix’s, the difference in realm was clear. The Divine Blood Lightning Phoenix had been at the Divine Emperor level, but this entity was a true Sovereign Lord. In terms of pure pressure, it dwarfed the phoenix completely.

However, Long Chen wasn’t even looking at it.

His gaze was locked on the figure behind it... a slender woman whose beauty defied mortal limits.

Her body, her face, even the curve of her eyebrows—everything about her was flawless. A pair of sapphire eyes, cold enough to freeze a person’s soul, gazed out from beneath her long lashes. She looked like a celestial empress who had just descended from the heavens.

But the instant her eyes found Long Chen, their glacial coldness melted away. Her lips slowly curved into a gentle smile, as if spring had arrived to melt a frozen land. Her long lashes fluttered slightly. While she didn’t say a word, that smile held the weight of a thousand unsaid words.

Time seemed to freeze.

Bi Xingyao was too baffled to even react. He had used a secret blood sacrifice to summon this hell emissary, but another had come with it.

At first, he had felt joy, assuming he'd summoned an unexpected ally. T

But that feeling didn’t last. Without warning, the hell emissary’s body collapsed—its head gone. And in that woman’s hand... was its severed head.

The other hand gripped a white bone sword.

The world watched in stunned silence as she walked toward Long Chen.

Neither the Bi family nor the Luo family spectators had any idea who this woman was. Why had she slain that terrifying emissary?

The Luo family’s experts were filled with dread. They didn’t know how she had attacked. But judging by the undamaged armor, the Sovereign Lord had likely been decapitated in a single blow.

To kill a Sovereign Lord with one strike—just how powerful was she?

Seeing her approach Long Chen, the Luo family experts nearly despaired. How could anyone hope to beat someone like her? Some Luo family experts even closed their eyes, not daring to watch the following scene.

Meanwhile, Long Chen didn’t move. He didn’t activate his bloodline power or even enter a fighting stance. He simply stood there, as if accepting his fate.

This beautiful woman walked right up to Long Chen, stabbed her bone sword into the ground, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply.

“What?!”

Gasps of disbelief rang out.

Was this terrifying woman actually... kissing Long Chen? He was handsome, sure... But it wasn’t enough to win the heart of someone of her caliber, right?

Bi Xingyao had been left stunned when the hell emissary was killed. But when the woman approached Long Chen, he started to feel a glimmer of hope. However, what came next shattered that hope into pieces and filled him with a sense of dread.

While the mysterious woman kissed Long Chen, Bi Xingyao slowly stepped back. Subtle runes formed beneath his feet.

Then—

Shiing!

The bone sword stuck in the ground quivered ever so slightly, and a white streak of light flew toward Bi Xingyao.

Following that, the spectators saw a violet line appear on Bi Xingyao’s shocked face. It spread from his forehead, down his nose, mouth, throat, chest, and abdomen.

The violet line was blood seeping out of Bi Xingyao’s body.

One drop at a time, his violet blood fell to the ground, staining it purple. Soon, a wide pool of violet blood spread around him. It was a terrifying sight.

As for Long Chen and the mysterious woman, they remained locked in their embrace—lost in their own world.

Even when they were done, their eyes still locked onto each other.

Long Chen’s eyes turned slightly red as he gently stroked her hair and whispered, “Cangyue, I missed you.”

The woman’s smile blossomed like a lotus in bloom. It was radiant, gentle, and breathtaking enough to wipe away all the world’s pain.

“Good,” Ming Cangyue replied playfully. “You answered correctly. Otherwise, you would have been my next target.”

Just then, the earth quivered, and a powerful force unfurled, trying to drag Long Chen away.

Ming Cangyue raised her hand, forming a black rune shield that blocked the spatial pull. She rubbed Long Chen’s cheek warmly.

“My dear husband, the laws of this world are calling out for you. I cannot remain here either. Since the last time we parted, Yueyan and I have thrown ourselves into cultivation. We are trying to reach the point where we can break the shackles between heaven and earth... so we can be with you again.

“We’ve already found our way. And once we’re strong enough, we’ll come find you. Until then... goodbye, my beloved man.”

Ming Cangyue leaned in and kissed him softly.

At that moment, a strange rune flickered on the hell emissary’s forehead.

Long Chen felt the laws of the Netherworld stir, and a pull stronger than before seized him. Ming Cangyue’s figure shimmered and then vanished.

Only the headless corpse of the hell emissary remained here.

Cangyue, Yueyan, wait for me!

Long Chen’s fists clenched tightly. He hadn’t expected to meet Ming Cangyue here, but they had no time to reminisce before they had to part again.

Ming Cangyue’s beautiful face showed her weariness, and that deeply pained Long Chen. He had to get stronger, so he could shield his women from their enemies.

After taking a deep breath, Long Chen tossed the headless corpse of the hell emissary into the primal chaos space.

As for Bi Xingyao, his body had split in two, and his violet blood had been completely drained.

With Ming Cangyue’s departure, the protective barrier around Long Chen faded. Space started to twist around him once more.

And then—he vanished.