God Emperor

Many immortal vampires for Qingtian Crown Prince and Qingtian Tribe hid in Yingsha City. They were the backstage manipulator.

They were part of the warw between savage beasts and human monks.

However, the way they were involved was very subtle. They were like a ghost, manipulating everything in the dark.

They were partly responsible for the falling of Yingsha City wall.

That was the immediate cause of the first war between humans and savage beasts, which led to countless deaths on both sides.

A while ago, immortal vampires who hid among the savage beasts gave a suggestion to Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon that it hold thousands of human monks captive to force the human monks in Yingsha City to fight the savage beasts.

The immortal vampires hiding in Yingsha City inflamed and agitated people, which led to the third war between human beings and savage beasts.

That war also killed all the human monks in Yingsha City. If it weren’t for ‘Zhang Ruochen’, Qingtian Crown Prince’s plan would have succeeded.

“Use the savage beasts to annihilate human beings.” This was what Qingtian Crown Prince had been doing all along.

After Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen escaped Yingsha City, Qingtian Crown Prince sent Ghost Fog to follow them to find where they were so that he could catch them all in one draft.

Ghost Fog was one of the four masters working for Qingtian Crown Prince. He was ranked ninety-second on ‘Half-saint Outer Rank’. He was skilled in hiding, tracking and assassination.

Ghost Fog used his assassin skills to injure a human saint before getting into Blue Dragon Void World.

Although he didn’t succeed, he managed to leave without being caught, not even by that human saint. It could be told the power of that immortal vampire.

The bulky man with two heads and four arms had a loud voice. He said, “Ghost Fog isn’t back yet.”

Qingtian Prince frowned. Though he had faith in Ghost Fog, he was still worried. He said, “Chang Wan, follow the signals left by Ghost Fog and see how it’s going. Be quick.”

“Yes.”

The bulky man with two heads and four arms made a bow with hands folded in front.

And then, he opened the bloody wings on his back and flew to afar like a red cloud.

Blood Saint Zuotian stood behind Qingtian Crown Prince. He said with a hoarse voice, “Are you worried that Ghost Fog might be in danger, your highness?”

“Haha.”

They heard a laughter like silver bells.

A beautiful wearing a silver-white armor and said, “Even Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen cooperate, they won’t be able to detain Ghost Fog. Besides, Zhang Ruochen is severely injured, and he can’t do anything. What kind of dangers will Ghost Fog be in?”

The bewitching woman was beautiful. She had bright and spotless skin. She was exquisite.

However, she was wearing in a sexually-provoking way. The silver-white armor only covered some of the most private parts of her body.

White skin was revealed where there was no armor covering it. Her breasts were half shown on the chest area, and her buttock was also half revealed. She was a girl of sensual charm. Every human monk would feel horny when they saw her.

She was the wife of Qingtian Crown Prince, and she was also a princess from Qitian Tribe.

Princess Yanxin.

Qitian Tribe was the top tribe among immortal vampires. It had immense power. Princess Yanxin herself was a top-tier great being, and several powerful beings followed her. Because of her power, even if Qingtian Crown Prince didn’t like some of her customs and behavior, he couldn’t control her at all.

The royal members of Qitian Tribe and Qingtian Tribe got married for every generation, so even Qingtian Crown Prince was a talented man with great potential, there was nothing he could do to change that.

As long as Princess Yanxin didn’t do something way out of line, Qingtian Crown Prince would tolerate her forever.

Blood Saint Zuotian knew that Qingtian Crown Prince dind’t like Princess Yanxin, so he changed and topic and asked, “How’s your cultivation, your highness?”

“I have already sanctified one hundred and twenty-two apertures. I only have twenty-two more to go before I can become a saint.” Qingtian Crown Prince said.

Qingtian Crown Prince obtained great power by refining his body. However, the more powerful he got, the more resources he needed to sanctify an aperture as it was more difficult to sanctify apertures.

Those without great perseverance would never be able to sanctify their bodies.

Half Saint Zuotian was moved. He said, “With your power, you should at least be at top three on ‘Half-saint Outer Rank’, instead of number seven.”

“People change, but the rank doesn’t.”

Qingtian Crown Prince’s eyes were gleaming. He looked up at a saintly fruit grown in the golden tree. He smiled and said, “If it matures faster, it’ll help me sanctify one more aperture.”

“Zhang Ruochen also has lots of valuables. If we can catch him, we can help you sanctify at least ten apertures.” Blood Saint Zuotian said.

Qingtian Crown Prince nodded and said, “Zhang Ruochen is exceptional. My sixth brother is a genius, yet he still got killed by Zhang. We need to be extra careful if we want to confront him. At our first strike, we need to crush him hard enough that he doesn’t have a chance to fight back.”

‘Sixth brother’ Qingtian Crown Prince said was the sixth prince of Qingtian Tribe, who was also the fourth disciple of Sword Saint Xuanji, Feng Han.

What Qingtian Crown Prince didn’t know was that the second prince of Qingtian Tribe was also killed by Zhang Ruochen.

Qingtian Crown Prince ordered Blood Saint Zuotian to lead a group of immortal vampires to head toward Yingsha City to collect as many human and savage beast bodies as possible.

The blood in the bodies could help immortal vampires greatly improve their cultivation.

The more dead bodies of humans and savage beast were there, the more powerful immortal vampires could become.

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Zhang Ruochen had a smile on his face and said, “Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon is so furious that he’s willing to reward a saintly source for traces of me. It seems to have lots of saintly sources.”

Saintly sources were valuables even saints would treasure, and they were willing to bleed to get saintly sources.

Qing Mo walked toward Huang Yanchen and whispered at her.

Huang Yanchen frowned. Her eyes glinted aggressively.

“What happened?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Huang Yanchen said, “Qing Mo sensed an immortal vampire near us, and he’s trying to find us.”

“Qing Mo is better sensing things than us?” Zhang Ruochen was confused.

Even though he was severely injured and wasn’t in a good mental state, normal great beings couldn’t escape his sensing. Why couldn’t he and Huang Yanchen sense him?

Was Qing Mo too perceptive?

Huang Yanchen explained, “Qing Mo is a saint vine, so it has great sensing ability. Any danger within a hundred square miles around her could be perceived by her.

Qing Mo had been growing for more than forty thousand years. She had been countless dangers, and she was way better at sensing than human monks.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, “Around the tent was an invisibility formation arranged by Blackie. Nobody can see through it within State of Saint.”

“Which means our enemy has been following us, tracking the traces we left. And he’s only nearby.” Huang Yanchen said.

Zhang Ruochen looked down.

He had long suspected that the war between savage beasts and human beings were provoked by others. That immortal vampire verified his assumptions.

Zhang Ruochen called Sikong One, Sikong Two, Blackie and Sundi, giving each of them a task and arranging traps. He told them to kill that immortal vampire at all costs.

Ghost Fog did follow the traces left by Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen, and he was close to them. However, the invisibility formation set up by Blackie was too brilliant for him to find the particular location of Zhang Ruochen.

After half an hour, Ghost Fog got into a killing formation set up by Blackie.

“Hong Long Long.”

Inside the formation was lightning and thunder, and all the terrific attacking techniques burst out, enveloping Ghost Fog.

Before Ghost Fog could get out of the formation, he was already severely injured.

His body was burnt black, and there were not flesh and blood intact. He looked like a human-shape charcoal.

Blackie walked out and sneered, “The killing formation set up by me is powerful enough to severely injure a lower-class saint. I can’t believe you can escape the formation. Impressive.”

“Damn it.”

Ghost Fog glared at Blackie, disintegrated his body and turned into a cluster of black mist, rushing underground.

“No! This guy has some special skills. He’s great at Invisible Concealing Art. Let’s strike together to kill him.” Blackie squalled, waved its claws and hit toward where the black mist withered.

And then, Sikong One, Sikong Two, Sun Dadi and Huang Yanchen all made attacks, destroying the ground and turned it black.

However, they didn’t find the body of Ghost Fog.

Blackie sighed and said, “I should’ve been more careful! Normal monks can’t successfully complete Invisible Concealing Art. That immortal vampire is definitely on ‘Half-saint Outer Rank’.”

Qing Mo said, “He’s Ghost Fog, who is ranked ninety-second on ‘Half-saint Outer Rank’. Only Ghost Fog has such brilliant invisibility skills and concealing art. Ghost Fog is a master from Qingtian Tribe. If he showed up here, that means the crown prince from Qingtian Tribe is also nearby.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t join the fight. He stood afar and said, “We have to leave.”

It was not an easy job to find a safe place to inhabit in Ingmar Desert.

Zhang Ruochen thought of the blood-red Gobi he unintentionally trespassed. It was the center of Blue Dragon Void Space, and there were lots of space cracks and chaos zones.

Even if Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon and Qingtian Crown Prince found that place, Zhang Ruochen and the others could also leave using transfer formation.

Zhang Ruochen got back into Scroll World to recover after bringing everyone to the blood-red Gobi and settling down. He needed to get back to his prime state as soon as possible.

The situation in Blue Dragon Void World was unfavorable to Zhang Ruochen. Qingtian Crown Prince and Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon were like two mountains, giving him mountains of pressure.

Only after he reached a different level could he change the situation.

If Zhang Ruochen became a level-nine half saint, he could totally be proactive instead of trying to hide all the time.

Power.

He needed to improve his power.