God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen was indeed in grave danger. He mobilized masculine Qi that was ten thousand times stronger than that in normal people. He took a huge risk by combining it with Bloody Qi, trying to open the one hundred and forty-third aperture.

His blood started to boil, becoming hot like lava, flowing in all his ten Blood Spiritual Meridians, rushing toward his head.

The one hundred and forty-third aperture was called ‘Baihui,’ which was at the center of his head. Once he opened that, he opened the door of the spiritual altar, which could connect the sky and land, absorbing the light of the stars and transforming it into mind power.

After sanctifying Baihui Aperture, his mind power would surge.

Which was why Zhang Ruochen would rather risk going mad to open his Baihui Aperture. Even if he couldn’t sanctify his body, he needed to help his mind power reach the state of saint.

Hong Long Long.

Zhang Ruochen could hear the thunder above his head, after a short while, his eardrums were broken. Blood flowed out of his ears.

Fire gushed out of his ears, his eyes, his nose and his mouth, permeating. His entire upper body was covered in fire, and masculine Qi spread like golden ripples.

“How terrific the power ripples are. He’s already far surpassed lower-class saints. If he can sanctify his body, how powerful will he become?”

Qing Mo opened her mouth wide, as she found it incredible.

Huang Yanchen stared at Zhang Ruochen. She was very tranquil, and she wasn’t worried that something would happen to him.

The final two apertures on his head, Baihui and Shenting, were the most difficult ones to be opened. Many monks who had great potential were stuck at the final step and couldn’t become saints.

Bloody Qi and masculine Qi intertwined in the ten Blood Spiritual Meridians, hitting Baihui Aperture, cracking Zhang Ruochen’s head that kept bleeding.

His head hurt more and more.

Zhang Ruochen could sense that Baihui Aperture became looser and looser.

He needed to keep opening them, otherwise, all the efforts would be in vain.

Hong Long.

After half an hour, Zhang Ruochen heard an explosive sound, which also knocked him unconscious.

And then, a stream of fresh air flowed into Baihui Aperture as spring water flowed into the desert, quickly healing the injuries on Zhang Ruochen’s head.

“Finally! I’ve opened Baihui Aperture!”

Zhang Ruochen guarded his mind and tried to calm himself down. He didn’t stop refining. Instead, he extracted his blue dragon divine dew and swallowed it

Dragons were for mind power, and tigers were for strength.

White Dragon Divine Dew was used to refine bodies, and Blue Dragon Divine Dew could be used to improve mind power.

After opening Baihui Aperture, Zhang Ruochen sensed that his mind power surged again. He was only one small step from reaching level fifty.

He decided to seize this chance to refine his mind power to state of saint.

Zhang Ruochen was greatly talented when it came to mind power, and after combining the memories of three lifetimes and comprehension of saintly way, he had a great advantage.

It wasn’t difficult for him to become a mind power saint. All he needed were two days and one night, then he would become so.

Chi Chi.

Zhang Ruochen’s mind power was to control and form lightning.

Just as he became a saint, the spiritual Qi one thousand square miles around him all turned into traces of lightning. They were intertwined with each other, becoming thick lightning shuttles and blades.

“Thunder God Knight.”

Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground, raising his arms and putting them together.

All the lightning shuttles and blades gathered toward him in the sky and land. A lightning giant that was eight hundred feet tall was condensed behind him.

That was the saint look of Zhang Ruochen after his mind power reached the state of saint.

Under the control of Zhang Ruochen, the body of Thunder God Knight became smaller and smaller, and soon, it shrank to the size of Zhang Ruochen’s real body.

After the lightning gathered and condensed, it looked like flesh and blood.

Two Zhang Ruochens were under Sky-connecting Divine Tree, one of them sitting and one of them standing.

“I didn’t expect my mind power to be sanctified first.”

Zhang Ruochen stood up and took a look at Thunder God Knight. He nodded lightly, “Thunder God Knight is more powerful than ordinary lower-class saints.”

Zhang Ruochen reached out his hand and pointed at the eyebrows of Thunder God Knight.

In the next moment, Thunder God Knight turned into thousands of light shuttles, gushing into the fingers of Zhang Ruochen, merging with his body.

Chi Chi.

There was electric light flowing on each inch of Zhang Ruochen’s skin as if there were an electric net covering his body.

The lightning penetrated his body, integrating with his blood and flowing toward his heart, and soon, Zhang Ruochen’s heart turnt into a glowing saint heart.

Mind power saints had saint hearts, which were as important as saint sources of martial arts saints.

Zhang Ruochen’s power was improved again after his mind power being sanctified.

His strength was forceful, far surpassing that of saints whose mind power was at level fifty. Even if his mind power had been sanctified, his fighting power was only improved to a small extent.

After his mind power reached the state of saint, Zhang Ruochen experienced sharp improvements in other aspects.

Mind power saints were able to move mountains and oceans with their mind power. They could also create illusions, influencing the consciousness of some lower-class saints.

For example, if a lower-class saint tried to make his saint source and lower abdomen explode to meet death with Zhang Ruochen together, he could mobilize his forceful mind power to stop him from doing so.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ruochen’s senses also became more acute. His hearing, smelling and sight all reached a terrific level. Monks below the state of saint would never deceive his ears when they transmitted voices to each other.

And then, Zhang Ruochen refined some White Tiger Divine Dews to sanctify Baihui Aperture on his head.

“I’ve sanctified the one hundred and forty-third aperture, and my mind power has reached level fifty. I can easily defeat mid-class saints like Liao Teng without using the power of time and space.” Zhang Ruochen smiled.

Huang Yanchen walked toward Zhang Ruochen, emanating the fragrance of flowers. She smiled. “Congratulations.”

Zhang Ruochen walked toward Huang Yanchen. He reached out his hand, stroking her face and smiling. “You’ve become a saint yourself.”

Huang Yanchen had passed the third pre-saint trial. After integrating the Xuanwu saint source with herself, she became a saint without any cultivation.

Huang Yanchen said, “Do you want to fight and see who’s stronger?”

After becoming a lower-class saint, Huang Yanchen was also able to fight a mid-class saint if she used all her skills.

“I have something more important to deal with. Next time!” Zhang Ruochen said.

Huang Yanchen wore the virtual golden mask on her face, covering half her face, and said, “I’ll go with you. Perhaps I can help.”

“Okay.”

Zhang Ruochen agreed to that.

After walking out of the Scroll World, Zhang Ruochen summoned Ji Shui and Zhao Shiqi.

“Is the whole thing going smoothly?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Zhao Shiqi stepped forward and said, “We’ve already eradicated thirty-five of the half saints on the list, which is one-third of the total number. Twenty-four of them were immortal vampire spies; nine of them cooperate with immortal vampires. As for the other two, I can’t confirm their identities, but I killed them anyway.”

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, “Better to kill the wrong guys than to let go of a devil?”

He then heard the voice of Elder Yuan Zhou from outside the door: “This is a special moment, so we need to be firm. If we let even one of them roam free, it’ll be a disaster for all of us.”

At the next moment, Elder Yuanzhou showed up at the center of Secret Dragon Palace without being seen by anyone. His grey hair and grey mustache were waving in the air, which made him look like an angel.

And then, Shangguan Xianyan picked up a jade serving tray and walked in. She walked to Zhang Ruochen’s side, picking up a cup of tea and putting it on the table.

“Please drink the tea, your highness.”

Just as she served Zhang Ruochen the tea, Shangguan Xianyan smiled at Zhang Ruochen. It appeared that she really treated herself as a servant. There wasn’t the pride of a saintess coming from her at all.

Zhang Ruochen stopped thinking about the previous framing incident. He said, “Now that one-third of the immortal vampire half saints have been eradicated, the spies from the immortal vampire race will definitely be more alert. You’d better be more careful.”

“I’ll go help them.”

Huang Yanchen stepped forward with a smile.

Zhao Shiqi knew the identity of Huang Yanchen. He kneeled with one knee and said flatteringly, “Greetings, saint, my lord. With you by our side, we can kill even the immortal vampire saints.”

Elder Yuanzhou gazed at Huang Yanchen and started to observe her, pondering her real identity.

Every saint was a dominant being in their respective areas. They definitely couldn’t be underestimated.

Who is she?

Shangguan Xianyan had seen this mysterious woman in Blue Dragon Void World before. She used to be a level-nine half saint back in Blue Dragon Void World, yet she had already reached the state of saint.

Shangguan Xianyan had a sense of risk. She was hostile against that mysterious woman as she reckoned that she might fight for the wife of the hierarch with her.

Zhang Ruochen could sense the slight awkwardness, so he asked, “Elder Yuanzhou, has Elder Pavilion eradicated the subordinates of Saint Hongyuan and Liao Teng.”

“We’re finishing our work now. Most of the monks in our sect thought that the turmoil has been over,” Elder Yuanzhou said.

Zhang Ruochen said, “If so, then let’s go do something major.”

All the monks looked to Zhang Ruochen. They all wanted to know what Zhang Ruochen meant by ‘something major.’

The eyes of Elder Yuanzhou gleamed. He couldn’t wait for it anymore. He asked, “Who’re we going to kill?”

“Discipline King Diyuan is still held in Elder Pavilion, isn’t he? How can we let go of such a wonderful opportunity?” Zhang Ruochen smiled as he had already formed a well-conceived plan.