It wasn't that Long Changfeng was trying to fight Lin Jinglong to the death. Given his status, he naturally wouldn't want to fight Lin Jinglong if he could. However, since things had already developed to this point, it was no longer up to him to decide.

Lin Jinglong has already launched a fierce attack on them.

This is a declaration of war against the Eternal Sect by one person!

The five-thousand-year war, with Lin Wudi representing the lower realm, suppressed the strongest being in the upper realm, Shenxiao Zhenjun, causing their Wan Gu Sect to decline and be hampered step by step. Five thousand years have passed in this way.

Shenxiao Zhenjun has finally returned.

Lin Jinglong, representing the lower realm, is rising again!

This indicates that this feud, which has lasted for thousands of years, is about to erupt again, only Long Changfeng will be the first to bear the brunt.

His eyes also radiated a chilling resentment.

"Lin Jinglong, are you still going to keep going? You are no match for us, you are destined to fail!"

"Our Eternal Sect's strength far surpasses Lin Wudi's!"

"And you, now you're not even as good as Lin Wudi!"

Long Changfeng roared angrily.

He also unleashed the power of his bloodline from the Long clan, and a dragon's roar suddenly exploded in Lin Jinglong's ears. Qin Tai and the others in the distance also widened their eyes, covered their ears, and retreated from the place as quickly as possible.

Behind Long Changfeng, a violent stream of true energy suddenly appeared. The jet-black dragon looked down at Lin Jinglong, its eyes filled with majesty.

A powerful pressure originating from the depths of one's bloodline swept over.

Having escaped to a distance, Qin Tai glanced triumphantly at Qi Shenglong beside him and said calmly, "Now you can trust my judgment, right? As for specific cultivation levels, Long Changfeng is not much different from you. He's at the Great Perfection of the Eighth Rank, just one step away from the Ninth Rank. However, the difference between you and him lies in this difference in bloodline!"

"You are ultimately just a mortal."

"He was born with dragon blood, which allows him to reach a higher level at a lower cost, while you have been chasing after him step by step, and you have already reached your limit today."

"But Long Changfeng is destined to reach the ninth rank, so you don't need to worry about us not giving you enough support. Even if you reach the ninth rank and reach the limit of your cultivation, your combat power will still be inferior to those with strong bloodlines!"

Qi Shenglong stood there, stunned.

He looked at Qin Tai in disbelief.

"In other words, even if I reach the ninth rank, my cost-effectiveness is not as high as Long Changfeng's, so I am naturally inferior to him?"

"Are you only realizing this reality now?"

Qin Tai frowned as he looked at him.

Qi Shenglong looked bitter and shook his head, saying, "I knew there was a gap, but I didn't expect it to be this big!"

He stared in horror at the thousand-foot-long black dragon, his bloodline trembling with the pressure emanating from its depths.

He couldn't accept it for a moment. If Long Changfeng were to go all out, he would be so powerful. Was his bloodline really that weak?

How will Lin Jinglong manage to keep going?

Not far away, Lin Ye saw this scene and suddenly a middle-aged man appeared beside him, who was wearing the uniform of the Heavenly Dragon Sect but was completely out of place in the sect.

The other person, carrying a broken ancient sword, looked at the scene before him with amusement and said indifferently, "Lin Ye, do you now know the purpose of our Blood Slaughter Society?"

"who?"

Lin Ye suddenly turned his head to look, alert.

But then he saw someone who was both a teacher and a friend. The other person was a thin middle-aged man with a pale face, but his eyes were very sharp.

Lin Ye looked at the black dragon and said with a gloomy face, "Are those with bloodline talents the ones the Blood Slaughter Society wants to kill?"

"That's right. They are born extraordinary with their bloodline talents, surpassing us. If we don't wipe them out, wouldn't there always be a group of people who are superior to us?"

"President! I see..."

Lin Ye's tone was also somewhat helpless.

The thin, middle-aged man beside him was none other than the head of their Blood Slaughter Society, a top expert who had stirred up countless upheavals in the Upper Realm and whose life was taken by countless Upper Realm bloodline powerhouses.

Lin Ye's gaze trembled as he looked at Lin Jinglong.

"But this person is also a bloodline expert, yet the Grand Master doesn't seem to mind cooperating with him."

"Hehe, Lin Wudi is an anomaly after all, and someone like him shouldn't be killed by us even if we were to kill him. Watching them fight amongst themselves is simply a pleasure."

The Blood Slaughter Guild's Grand Master spoke in a cold voice.

Lin Ye nodded, then looked at Lin Jinglong.

He asked curiously, "Then who will win this match?"

"Lin Jinglong!"

Why?

Lin Ye was surprised.

When Long Changfeng unleashed his full power, a black dragon was already displaying its might. Even with an invincible bloodline, it shouldn't be so easy to defeat Lin Jinglong, right?

After all, Long Changfeng was now no different from a ninth-rank dragon.

But his question went unanswered, because the truth was so easily presented before him!

"The method of blood transformation!"

Lin Jinglong's aura also erupted.

It swept in all directions, and at the same time, his invincible bloodline pressured the black dragon, instantly forcing it to bow its head.

Long Changfeng's face showed resentment. He roared, "Lin Jinglong, stop dreaming! Your cultivation level is too low, and your bloodline is inferior to Lin Wudi's, so you can't possibly suppress me!"

"Bloodline is not what one looks for in terms of cultivation level."

"It is will!"

Lin Jinglong laughed heartily.

He looked at the black dragon that was bowing its head toward him. To outsiders, it looked like the black dragon was about to bite him, but in reality, it had no chance of resisting him.

"cut!"

Lin Jinglong raised his hand and fired a shot, drawing an arc in front of him. The powerful black dragon summoned by Long Changfeng had its massive head fall from the sky like a collapsing mountain.

Upon landing, it turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Long Changfeng suddenly landed, stunned on the spot, staring in disbelief at the headless giant dragon above his head, which was dissipating in a very rapid manner.

His Dragon Clan bloodline was suppressed so easily?

At this moment, Lin Jinglong suddenly appeared in front of him, raised his hand and threw the Heavenly Dao Spear, which pierced through Long Changfeng's chest.

The other person took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

His eyes gradually began to glaze over, and at the same time, the Heavenly Dao Qi and even the power of his bloodline within his body were drained by Lin Jinglong with the highest efficiency.

Lin Jinglong turned around and glanced back.

The guy named Li Changlin had actually already emerged from the ruins and rocks, but he didn't come to help Long Changfeng.

This made Lin Jinglong feel somewhat emotional.

"I don't know whether to call you rational or cowardly?"