Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts
Chapter 6090 Sovereign Lord Grandfather

Chapter 6090 Sovereign Lord Grandfather

On his way, Long Chen activated thirty percent of a single silver rod’s weight runes and rode atop a Golden Crow. Even as he entered a city, he continued his exercises without pause, attracting countless curious gazes.

When people recognized him, some jumped in fright—only to sneer moments later.

“Youngsters these days are all crazy. So many are dressing up like him lately.”

“If they’re going to imitate him, that's one thing. However, this one has clearly gone crazy—just look at him.”

“Instead of cultivating properly, our young talents are wasting time on this nonsense. We're doomed.”

Long Chen ignored those looks and continued to cultivate as he traveled. However, once he arrived at the transportation formation, he had to shut down the weight runes. After all, this level of weight could easily affect spatial energy.

That downtime gave his body a chance to rest, and once the transportation ended, he resumed his training without delay.

Too many experts were undergoing tribulation now, so not all transportation formations were functional. Worse of all, not all cities were connected through transportation formations.

Fortunately, all the Heaven Peering Divine Mirrors Long Chen had to destroy were within the Sovereign Emperor Heaven. If they had been scattered through the heavens, he wouldn't have had the time to reach them.

This journey to Sovereign Mountain was different from before. Many cities were no longer connected, so Long Chen had to rely on the Golden Crow to travel.

Due to the primal chaos space’s awakening, the Golden Crows had also grown stronger. They were now only a step away from becoming Sovereign Lords.

The Golden Crows’ infamous reputation ensured that many experts stayed away from Long Chen. After all, they were known for their violent, tyrannical nature. No one wanted to provoke them.

Three days later, Long Chen arrived at Sovereign Mountain. By now, he was able to activate eighty percent of a silver rod’s runes. His physical body was over ten times stronger than when he had just entered the Human Emperor realm.

It was a strength that could easily make a cultivator overconfident. But Long Chen didn’t dare grow arrogant. Even with this massive increase in strength, he was still far away from opening the eight gates.

So, Long Chen changed his plan. He would first go to the violet blood race before attempting to open the eight gates.

Even without opening them, Long Chen’s physical power had reached new heights. His previous clash with Bai Tianhua had revealed the vast gap between him and a third Heavenstage Sovereign Lord, but it was mainly due to the matter of spatial power, which stifled Long Chen’s attacks.

However, if Long Chen’s strength continued to grow, he could eventually break through that suppression. Otherwise, the palace master wouldn’t have been able to repel Long Can even with the High Firmament Divine Sword.

Other than that, Long Chen had another trump card—Lei Linger. She had refined half the thunderforce within the primal chaos space, and even Long Chen, her master, felt a chill from her aura.

Lei Linger might not yet match a third Heavenstage Sovereign Lord, but she could definitely buy him time to escape if needed.

Thanks to the increase in his physical strength and Lei Linger’s power, Long Chen didn’t feel the need to open the eight gates immediately.

When Long Chen returned to Sovereign Mountain, the guards immediately shot up and respectfully lined up to greet him.

“Senior Long Chen!”

The last time he had left Sovereign Mountain, it was to reunite with the Dragonblood Legion and launch a brutal counterattack against the ten thousand races. His fearless slaughter had forced the invaders back to their own territories.

That boldness had stunned the world. While major human factions had chosen to protect themselves and ignore the genocide of weaker groups, Long Chen had risked everything to save them. Because of his bravery, he became the idol of countless human experts.

For the violet blood race, Long Chen was a symbol of pride. Following his lead, their peak heavenly geniuses had also stepped forward to join the battle.

However, they were a bit late. By the time they arrived, most of the action was over. The human race, inspired by Long Chen’s example, had already mobilized their own heavenly geniuses to slaughter the ten thousand races.

Naturally, they didn’t dare to charge into enemy strongholds like Long Chen. In the end, they could only return reluctantly.

To the violet blood race, Long Chen was a god-like figure. He had drawn the hatred of the ten thousand races onto himself—a feat that demanded more than courage. It required unshakable resolve in the face of death.

When Long Chen returned to Sovereign Mountain, both the senior and junior generations came out to greet him. No one stopped him, and no one dared to stand in his way. He headed directly for the Luo family’s divine peak.

“Grandpa!”

Long Chen’s eyes lit up. To his delight, Luo Zichuan had emerged from seclusion. Moreover, the latter had advanced to become a true Sovereign Lord.

Judging by the swirling violet qi and divine runes around him, it seemed that Luo Zichuan’s breakthrough was quite recent. His aura was still unstable, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

To Long Chen’s surprise, Luo Zichuan’s Sovereign flame was even stronger than that of a double-body Sovereign Lord.

“Congratulations on becoming a Sovereign Lord, Grandpa!” said Long Chen excitedly.

Luo Zichuan smiled and reached out to pat Long Chen on the shoulder.

“You little fellow, your body...”

The moment Long Chen arrived, Luo Zichuan had sensed his presence. His aura was wild like a dragon, yet vast like a starry river. At first, Luo Zichuan had even mistaken him for some kind of terrifying beast.

He gave Long Chen a shake to test his strength. But to his astonishment, he couldn’t even make Long Chen move. Clearly, Long Chen’s physical body had far surpassed his imagination.

Luo Zichuan’s heart swelled with pride at his grandson’s growth.

“Mountain Lord has predicted your arrival, and I’ve been waiting here for days. Let’s go—she’s waiting for us,” said Luo Zichuan.

Long Chen nodded. Last time, Mountain Lord Qingyu had told him his parents were in danger, but she hadn’t revealed any details, only that reinforcements had been sent.

Now that he had become a Human Emperor, she wouldn’t keep things from him any longer.

The thought of finally seeing his mother again made Long Chen’s heart race with anticipation.

Sensing this, Luo Zichuan patted Long Chen’s shoulder gently. He understood—he felt the same way.

The two ascended the main peak together. At the summit, Mountain Lord Qingyu awaited them.

However, she wasn’t alone. Also present was the old drunkard—the very one who had nearly gotten Long Chen killed.