It could be said that this series of ingenious arrangements caused Yang Chen, who was supposed to be Ao Sen's greatest enemy, to become Ao Sen's accomplice. However, Yang Chen could not find a suitable target to vent his anger on. This was the first time Yang Chen had been toyed with like this by an enemy.
The momentum that he had built up over the past few decades of continuous cultivation had also vanished in an instant. No matter who it was that had been toyed with like this, they probably wouldn't have any momentum left. All that was left was helplessness and anger.
"Husband, Ao Sen challenges you." Just as everyone was still in a daze, Gong Sunling's expression suddenly changed as she spoke to Yang Chen.
At the intersection of the two sides, Ao Sen was challenging Yang Chen at the moment. Through Gong Sunling and Xiao Chen's Primordial Spirit, the contents of the challenge were transmitted to Yang Chen.
The timing that Ao Sen chose was very suitable. It happened to be the moment when Yang Chen's previous efforts had all been exploited and he was fatigued. At this moment, Yang Chen's morale and combat prowess were at their lowest. Furthermore, Ao Sen had already anticipated all of this while he was in the formation. He had been at ease and had made ample preparations. It was truly a good plan.
However, Yang Chen did not avoid the battle because of this. This was not Yang Chen's style. Since the other party wanted to fight, then he would fight to his heart's content. Earlier, Yang Chen needed to vent his anger from being toyed with.
In the next moment, everyone disappeared from the Divine Dragon Palace and appeared at the location of Ao Sen's challenge. Of course, they were all at the location of Gong Sunling's Mountain River Geographical Map.
On the other side, a dark green dragon that was almost black was hovering in the air. Its body swayed as it looked at everyone with bright eyes. There was a confident expression on the dragon's face, as if everything was under control. It was waiting quietly for everyone.
"Ao Sen, the hundred years are not up yet. Are you going back on your word?" Before Yang Chen could do anything, Ao Lan had already leaped out. He did not care that Ao Sen was one of his ancestors, only focusing on scolding him.
"The hundred-year deadline is the agreement you made with Long Can and Long Que. What does it have to do with me?" Ao Sen smiled coldly at Ao Lan.
The people of the Dragon Race were all startled. Then, they realized that they were truly speechless with Ao Sen's words. At that time, no one knew that there would be such a thing as Ao Sen, so the agreement that Yang Chen made was with Long Can and Long Que. It really had nothing to do with Ao Sen.
However, right now was the time when Yang Chen's condition was at its worst. Ao Sen took advantage of this time to appear. His sinister intentions were clear at a glance.
"Not bad, not bad!" Ao Sen's gaze swept across the cultivators from the Dragon Clan and a happy smile appeared on his face. "All of them are at the Gold Immortal stage. Good! Very good! With this, my magic treasures will be much more complete."
With just a few words, it was clear that Ao Sen did not care about his fellow clansmen. He only cared about suitable materials and magic treasures. This fellow did not care about these juniors at all. In his heart, he still harbored the mentality of using the bodies of the Dragon Race to refine magic treasures.
"It looks like you are very unhappy with Long Can and Long Que!" After saying that, Ao Sen's gaze returned to Ao Lan. He sized him up from head to toe. This kind of scrutinizing gaze made Ao Lan feel very uncomfortable.
"Don't worry. Since you are unhappy with the two of them, I can help you vent your hatred." Ao Sen smiled as he swept his gaze over the Dragon Clan cultivators. "After I deal with you all, I will kill the two of them and refine them into Equipment Spirits for you to vent your anger. How about that?"
"Are you still a member of the Dragon Race?" Ao Lan shouted at Ao Sen, enraged.
"Is there any difference whether I am a member of the Dragon Race or not?" Ao Sen did not care about Ao Lan's attitude. Instead, he smiled even more. "Go on and be angry! The angrier you are, the better the effects of the Equipment Spirits you refine will be. Long Can and Long Que recently obtained a pretty good Cultivation Technique. After you become Equipment Spirits, you can cultivate that Cultivation Technique together. When you all become one, you will know how powerful that Cultivation Technique is. "
"Your opponent is me!" Yang Chen's words rang out in Ao Sen's ears.
Ao Lan, Long Kuang, and the others were already infuriated by Ao Sen. No matter what they did at this moment, it would not be a good thing. Yang Chen's timely words drew Ao Sen's attention to him.
"What a powerful Body Tempering Technique!" Ao Sen's gaze turned to Yang Chen. However, his focus seemed to be different from an ordinary cultivator's. He was not looking at an enemy or the opponent he was about to fight. Instead, he was looking at a very good material for refining magic treasures. "I believe that the magic treasure refined from your body will be even more powerful than those of my fellow clansmen over there."
As he spoke, Ao Sen's eyes lit up. When his gaze swept over the Beheading Immortal Saber and Xiao Tian in Yang Chen's hands, he could not hide his smile. "A magic treasure with the aura of the Immortal World. It seems that this is the inheritance you obtained from the Beheading Immortal Platform. Good stuff! "
Long Can and Long Que had some communication with this guy. Long Can and Long Que could get news about him from the Zhao Clan and Yang Lan. Ao Sen was not surprised to know that Yang Chen obtained the inheritance of the Beheading Immortal Platform.
After praising the Beheading Immortal Saber, Ao Sen did not forget to wave his claws at Xiao Tian. "Little guy, if you are willing to be my demon pet, I can spare your life."
"Tsk tsk, what a powerful group of women!" Ao Sen turned to look at Yang Chen's wives and concubines. His eyes lit up. "Good Magic Treasure! Good aptitude! If I use you to refine a set of Cha Nu Heavenly Demons, even a Perfected Golden Immortal expert would be trapped. "
At this moment, Yang Chen finally understood that Ao Sen was a madman. Probably, in his eyes, he only cared about refining magic treasures. Everything he saw was a raw material for refining. Not to mention people of the same race, even blood relatives would not be an exception in his eyes. Ao Sen really did not understand why this guy was still so stubborn after being imprisoned for so many tens of thousands of years. What was the purpose of the Dragon Race expert who imprisoned him?
Even Long Can and Long Que, who had helped him before, were just two decent artifact spirits in Ao Sen's eyes. One could imagine to what extent this guy had gone berserk. Such a guy would only bring harm to the world. If Yang Chen did not stop him today, he would probably turn around and refine the Spiritual World again.
Such a guy could not be left alive! Not to mention his crazy character, just the words he said to the women just now were enough to make him lose all reason to live. If Yang Chen still had to take care of Ao Lan's face before, now, Ao Lan probably could not wait to kill this crazy ancestor.
"I heard that you also refined a set of magic treasures for the Dragon Race, just like Ao Guang." Yang Chen said to Ao Sen. "I would like to give you a judgment. Let's see if your refinement is better or if Ao Guang's is better."
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