Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2417 - 2407: Chen Long’s True Identity

This sudden turn of events left the few guards in the dark dumbfounded, even catching the main characters Long Yan and Di Lingtian off guard. Just now, Long Yan had been fully focused on the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries in his hand, never expecting someone to sneak up behind him. Despite his utmost caution, he still fell into a trap.

Long Yan felt a hand land on his shoulder, causing his body to involuntarily fall forward.

"You really made me put in quite an effort."

The person behind him seemed to have no sense of guilt for performing such an underhanded act. He pulled a pristine white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood-soaked hand that had been stained red with Long Yan’s blood.

The one who just stabbed Long Yan was Chen Long—the man Long Yan had previously severed an arm from earlier. Defeating Di Lingtian, only to stumble into an ambush like this in the gutter, was beyond expectation.

"What’s the matter? Didn’t think this would happen, did you?"

Chen Long’s face bore a twisted grin. Ever since he was a child, no one had ever caused him to suffer such a huge loss, like what Long Yan had done. The sole of his boot crushed onto Long Yan’s back, relishing in the satisfaction from the knife strike. For Chen Long, that stab was nothing short of cathartic.

Given Long Yan’s experience, it seemed likely that the stab had already reached his lung. If he still had True Qi, he might have stood a chance of survival. However, as a mortal, being wounded in the lung left him nearly defenseless. Even breathing now was accompanied by a sharp stabbing pain.

"Never thought the leader of the Twelve Guards would hide like a dog in the dark."

Since his opponent clearly had no intention of sparing him, Long Yan summoned every ounce of strength to struggle upright, sitting on the ground while glaring at the smirking Chen Long. Eager to prove that dying so easily was definitely not his style.

"Oh? Who said I’m actually Chen Long?"

Chen Long’s sneering expression remained steadfast, acting as though he hadn’t heard Long Yan’s words at all.

"Young Master Liu, save me!"

This Azure Dragon’s Mysteries was the sole opportunity Long Yan had ever managed to unleash. Even for Di Lingtian, frantic struggles wouldn’t allow him to escape its grip.

"What a worthless man!"

"Chen Long" tossed the handkerchief to the ground and walked over to Di Lingtian, intending to undo the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries.

"Apologies."

Long Yan’s voice drew "Chen Long’s" attention. He turned to eye Long Yan seated on the ground in confusion. Yet Long Yan, continually coughing up blood foam, seemed unlikely to survive much longer.

Thus, killing Long Yan held little significance, as he never enjoyed conversing with the dead.

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Despite the pain coursing through every fiber of his being, Long Yan forced the corner of his lips into a faint grin. That smile sent a chill down "Chen Long’s" spine, though he couldn’t pinpoint what kind of trump card Long Yan might still have at his disposal.

"Oh? I’d suggest saying less, so when blood floods into your lungs, maybe you’ll live a bit longer,"

"Chen Long" said cruelly, his sadistic grin unwavering. In his mind, Long Yan was just stubbornly refusing to admit defeat—even though he posed no genuine threat.

"Is that so?"

Long Yan saw through "Chen Long’s" thoughts yet stubbornly lifted his head. After all, he hadn’t completely lost—not while he was still breathing.

"Young Master Liu, forget about that little beast. Come save me!"

Di Lingtian, slowed by the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries, watched Young Master Liu with hopeful, dog-like eyes. For someone considered a pillar of a generation of martial arts, to behave in such a lowly manner was pitiful. Unable to quell his anxiety, he hurriedly urged his master to act.

"Shut up! Do I need you to dictate my actions?"

Young Master Liu’s expression twisted with displeasure as he barked at Di Lingtian, irritated by the interruption. Nevertheless, knowing he’d still need this loyal dog in the future, he begrudgingly approached Di Lingtian’s side.

Just as Liu had arrived beside Di Lingtian, Long Yan spoke again.

"Let’s go to hell together."

"Ha! You’re dying, and if you survive, when I marry Lingxi, I’d sure love to tell you what Lingxi is like in bed."

To Liu, Long Yan was nothing but a rabid dog barking its last. Gradually, his countenance shifted, as his previously empty sleeve twisted unnaturally—a flawless, glowing arm emerged from inside.

This straightforward disguise technique... Long Yan now slightly regretted falling for it, but under the circumstances, it no longer mattered.

Just as Liu prepared to undo Di Lingtian’s Azure Dragon’s Mysteries, a plump iron ball rolled to his feet.

"What’s this?"

Liu intended to inspect it, but a shiver crept over his scalp.

The steel sphere unfurled into the most beautiful iron flower, fleeting like an ephemeris in the ink-black night. Tens of thousands of steel needles erupted from its petals, like fireworks spewing needles, representing Long Yan’s final gambit—his unwavering resolve.

Taking you to hell was no idle jest.

"Damn it! Is this beast part porcupine?"

With no time to deal with Di Lingtian, still restrained by the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries, Liu scrambled to activate his Protective True Qi to resist the onslaught of needles. Despite the power of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, they remained mere mortal objects—no match for the Immortal-grade Protective True Qi.

The needles hovered on the surface of Liu’s Protective True Qi, unable to penetrate. Meanwhile, Di Lingtian, bound by the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries, perished in the blink of an eye, unable to utter even a final word.

Very quickly, the iron flower discharged all its steel needles. If such a device invented by the Heavenly Soul could draw Di Lingtian’s envy, surely its potency was unmatched.

Of course, this single Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle was the one Long Yan had activated when he was stabbed. He’d clenched it tightly in his hand, ensuring it wouldn’t detonate prematurely. The mechanism was Long Yan’s safeguard.

As it turned out, he had left himself a way out.

Long Yan let out a laugh, unfazed by Liu’s face, contorted in rage. It wasn’t the act of killing Di Lingtian that satisfied him—it was avenging his past life personally.

And truly, this ending was satisfactory—revenge in the moment felt unparalleled.

"Long Yan, you’re really remarkable!"

Liu uttered the words through gritted teeth. Ignoring Long Yan for a second had resulted in the loss of his most loyal dog. Liu was nearly speechless, and amidst his anger, he couldn’t help but feel a sliver of admiration for Long Yan.

"So desperate to die? I’ll grant your wish."

Liu flipped his hand, retrieving a long sword from his Storage Space. He strode forward to face Long Yan, and what would happen next was a foregone conclusion.

It seemed this was the end. Yet deep inside, he couldn’t help but feel reluctant.

As the long sword descended slowly, Long Yan closed his eyes, bracing himself for the pain to come.

"Brother Long!"

A furious shout erupted above Long Yan’s head, followed by the clash of steel upon steel.

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