Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts-Chapter 6023 Ripples

“The ninety-third photographic jade has arrived.”

As the voice echoed, another photographic jade landed in Lu Zhongshi’s hand. By now, he was practically numb.

At first, he would feel chills run down his spine as he watched the gruesome scenes—mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. But the more he saw, the more desensitized he became.

It had only been a single day, yet this was already the ninety-third photographic jade to arrive. Each one represented the annihilation of a powerful faction.

Lu Zhongshi was finally bearing witness to the Dragonblood Legion’s terrifying power. They had over seven thousand warriors, each of whom had the power to challenge a Sovereign Lord.

And their captains? They could crush Sovereign Lords.

Without these recordings, who would dare to believe they were so ferocious?

Most frightening of all was Yue Zifeng. He rarely acted, but whenever he did, his blade would strike down the strongest Sovereign Lords. One strike—just one—was all he needed. He reminded the world why sword cultivators were said to possess the sharpest offense among all cultivators.

Moreover, Long Chen rarely joined in the fighting. He only moved to shift the tide or stabilize the rhythm. The killing was left to the Dragonblood warriors.

“Copy it and distribute it,” said Lu Zhongshi, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.

He was exhausted, mentally drained by the weight of what he was handling.

“I think you need to check this one before we distribute it,” said his assistant.

“Oh?”

Lu Zhongshi blinked. All photographic jades were reviewed repeatedly by trusted personnel, with any footage involving the Dragonblood Legion’s trump cards erased before reaching him. He was the final checkpoint. In truth, it made no difference whether he checked them or not. It was just to put his mind at ease.

But now they were insisting he personally check this one? Curious, he activated the jade and instantly shot to his feet.

It showed Long Chen leading the captains of the Dragonblood Legion against the Evil Blood Giant Devil race’s patriarch.

“A complete Sovereign flame and a condensed quintessence Sovereign body? That’s a true Sovereign Lord!” Lu Zhongshi exclaimed. “What happened to them?!”

“You’ll know if you keep watching,” said the assistant with a calm smile.

Lu Zhongshi exhaled in relief. If his assistant was telling him to continue watching, it meant Long Chen and the others were still alive.

He kept watching. When the scene showed the patriarch’s fall, he gasped. For a long time, he couldn’t utter a word.

“Can we release this recording publicly?” the assistant asked.

Only then did Lu Zhongshi snap out of his daze and shake his head firmly.

He replied, “No, it contains too many of their core moves. We’ll only include the parts showing the Dragonblood warriors cutting down the Evil Blood Giant Devils, and Guo Ran destroying the quintessence Sovereign body. Any Sovereign Lord will be able to recognize the devil patriarch’s true power from that alone. That’ll give Long Chen the influence he wants, without revealing his trump cards. Also, recall everyone who viewed this jade. No one is to leave headquarters without permission.”

Lu Zhongshi was truly meticulous, definitely worthy of trust. This recording contained too many secrets. If others were to study it, it could cause harm to Long Chen and the others.

The Huayun Trading Company had always been careful, thorough, and precise. Entrusted with this task, they couldn’t afford even the smallest mistake.

It was that diligence that gave them their sterling reputation. They carried out every task like it was their sacred duty.

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“What? A true Sovereign Lord was killed?!”

“A complete Sovereign flame and a quintessence Sovereign body. This is definitely a true Sovereign Lord.”

“Impossible! How can Heaven Saints kill a true Sovereign Lord?! This is completely heaven-defying!”

“That is the Evil Blood Giant Devil race’s patriarch, Xie Wuling. He once assaulted one of the human race’s strongest sects. Sure, he was injured, but an injured tiger doesn’t die to rabbits! Investigate immediately! Is this news true or not?”

The last speaker had some distant connection to the devil patriarch, which was how he recognized him.

But the idea that such a terrifying figure had been slain by mere Heaven Saints was unthinkable. A true Sovereign Lord wasn’t comparable to the fallen ones with regressed Sovereign qi and flames. It was like comparing sheep to lions.

Perhaps a flock could trample a lamb to death. But a tiger? Biting a tiger to death? That was absurd.

The released recording conveniently skipped over key details. It only showed the moment Guo Ran beheaded the patriarch.

Naturally, suspicions bloomed. Some claimed the patriarch had already been critically injured. Others assumed Long Chen’s side had relied on underhanded tricks—an ambush, poison, or trapping formations.

Yet the most popular theory? That a true Sovereign Lord was backing Long Chen in secret. After all, without that kind of support, who would dare to be so reckless?

Then came a leak—rumors that Long Chen had trained in Sovereign Mountain.

That sealed the speculation. If there was a true Sovereign Lord helping Long Chen, they were likely from Sovereign Mountain. And among its known figures, everyone only knew one true Sovereign Lord: Mountain lord Qingyu. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

As speculation buzzed across the continent, deep within Sovereign Mountain, mountain lord Qingyu and the other mountain lords were staring silently at the same photographic jades.

“This child is crazy!” Mountain lord Shuangfeng muttered, finally breaking the silence.

“He’s crazy and arrogant... Sigh, slaughtering the ten thousand races. He acts like humans are at the top of the food chain. This will definitely anger all the foreign races. Old monsters clinging to life in the shadows and the new era’s peerless geniuses... they’ll all make Long Chen their target. Peace? Long Chen probably won't have any in the future,” said mountain lord Sanyun.

“To use Long Chen’s own words,” Mountain lord Qingyu said with a faint smile, “he’s never had a peaceful day to begin with. As expected of the child of my race. He really is a good child. Summon all the Spirit Awakeners! Tell them... it’s time to go out and play.”

“What?!”

The other three mountain lords were all alarmed to hear that.