God Emperor

The power radiating from Lord Lingquan was chaotic and wild, like an erupting volcano. Even a Saint would feel pressured when standing before him and shake involuntarily.

Fire poured out of Martial Saint Canglan’s eyes. Staring at Lord Lingquan, she said, “You’re too arrogant.”

Lord Lingquan’s eyes brightened. He studied Martial Saint Canglan, especially at her full breasts, and grew interested. Chuckling, he said, “Not bad, not bad. It’s a feat for such a beauty to be born in the human race. And you have the Fire Phoenix Body… Yes… You’d be a good slave. You won’t have to die today.”

“Slave…” Martial Saint Canglan grew angrier.

Fire rules instantly poured out of her delicate frame. The surrounding flames condensed into feathers and appeared around her.

“Indeed,” Lord Lingquan said. “Humans are high-level slaves in the Luosha Race. Of course, most slaves are turned into delicacies for our guests after we buy them. A beautiful Saint with the Fire Phoenix Body like you is very rare. It’ll be wasteful to turn you into food, but you can be trained into a beautiful pet.”

Martial Saint Canglan was furious. She was the leader of the Nine Heavenly Maidens, but someone wanted to capture her and train her into a pet. This was unsufferable.

“Flames Burning the Sky.”

Martial Saint Canglan raised the Fengtian Sword. Dense runes appeared on it instantly, radiating with scalding heat.

Boom.

She swung with all her might. Thousands of Sword Qi beams formed a 100-foot-tall wall of fire. It stretched right before Lord Lingquan.

“Not bad. Unfortunately, you’re still not strong enough.”

Mockery filled Lord Lingquan’s eyes. He stood there without moving.

Marquis Tiange rushed out from behind Lord Lingquan. He held a 12-foot-long bronze spear. Applying force with both arms, he swung forward. The projection of a human head with a bronze mask flew out of the spear.

The fire wall formed with Sword Qi actually shattered.

Chu Siyuan’s eyes widened. “Careful!” he yelled.

Martial Saint Canglan also sensed danger. The bronze masked head grew bigger in her eyes. It was rushing over 100 times faster than the speed of time. She couldn’t dodge it.

She could only block it with her sword.

Thud.

She felt an unstoppable force crash into her body. Clangs sounded in her ears and the world darkened. She flew back uncontrollably.

The Saint Lady stood behind her and pushed forward. She sent out two beams of the Great Spirit and dissolved the force on Martial Saint Canglan. Then she rushed forward, holding up Martial Saint Canglan’s back.

Poof.

After Martial Saint Canglan landed on the ground, she spat out blood. Her entire body was limp. She couldn’t stand up. Clearly, she was badly hurt.

“Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map.”

Chu Siyuan opened the map. An aged hand pressed on the scroll. Then seven-colored light poured out, illuminating the surroundings, forming seven illusory worlds.

The seven worlds overlapped into a seven-colored tower of worlds.

Kaboom.

The seven-colored world tower collided 17 times with the incoming bronze-masked head and shattered it.

Marquis Tiange hurriedly pulled the spear back and retreated.

His arms were in immense pain and blood flowed down his fingers. His eyes trained on Chu Siyuan. “There’s someone as strong as you in the Kunlun’s Field? No wonder you can escape from us time and time again.”

Marquise Xianling flapped her wings and landed on the ground. Her snow-white feet stepped on a cloud of cold Qi shaped like a tortoise. Sniggering, she said, “Marquis Tiange, you can’t even take care of a level 54 Spiritual Power cultivator. How do you qualify as a first marquis?”

Then seven other first marquises walked out too.

Further away, Luosha marquises stood in the cold Qi and flames. There were many of them—at least more than 500.

Marquis Tiange held the bronze spear and muttered, “That old guy isn’t a typical Spiritual Power cultivator. The scroll in his hands is a very strong Spiritual Power Saint weapon.”

“Oh?”

Marquise Xianling’s starry eyes stared at Chu Siyuan. Her gaze fell upon the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map.

Chu Siyuan’s eyes met Marquise Xianling’s eyes and his expression changed drastically. “Hurry and leave this place! She’s a Spiritual Power Saint King.”

“What… Spiritual Power Saint King?”

The Saints of the Kunlun’s Field were terrified. They didn’t dare fight with this group of Luosha anymore. They immediately retreated, wanting to escape.

“You want to leave?”

Marquise Xianling’s red lips opened and let out a string of charming laughter. Her voice resonated in the air above the Bipolar Swamp.

The next moment, the Saints of the Kunlun’s Field fell into a hallucination.

Some Saints ran around blindly and accidentally fell into the icy waters, freezing into a block of ice.

Other Saints started fighting each other as if they were mortal enemies.

Some Saints with stronger Spiritual Power stood blankly in place. They had troubled expressions as they struggled against Marquise Xianling.

But Marquise Xianling was too strong. Even Chu Siyuan couldn’t counter her.

A speck of light flew out of the forehead of Goddess Siming, one of the Nine Heavenly Maidens.

Kaboom.

This speck of light transformed into a divine red temple in the swamp.

This was a true temple and was huge. The pillars, walls, and tiles all shown with divine light. A sacred force spread out, breaking through Marquise Xianling’s hallucination.

Then the Saints of the Kunlun’s Field all had their minds cleared.

Many Saints were hurt. Twelve had even died already.

The survivors were all dazed. Some felt despair. Their enemy was too strong this time. Any random one could kill them all.

Marquise Xianling looked at the temple underfoot, feeling both shocked and overjoyed. “A divine temple. A god used to live in this pavilion. Such a treasure was actually hidden in a human woman’s Sea of Qi.”

Lord Lingquan suddenly realized that this group of women from the Kunlun’s Field wasn’t simple.

One had the Confucius Saint Book, one had the Fire Phoenix Body, one had a divine temple…

Then he looked at the other women. He realized with a start that they were all beautiful and had strong bodies. They weren’t typical Saints.

Fortunately, their cultivations were still low. If they’d all reached the half-step Saint King Realm, they would be a terrifying force.

“One hundred thousand years ago, the Kunlun’s Field was a very strong world in the universe. I’d thought that after 100,000 years, the Kunlun’s Field would have fell to ruins. I didn’t think so many beautiful and talented maidens would appear.”

Laughing, Lord Lingquan continued, “Gifts fall from the sky. Today, I’ll domesticate you all and produce a group of beautiful pets. If I take you all out, Yang Qi and the others will be so jealous!”

“We’d rather die than submit to you.”

Martial Saint Canglan’s eyes were aggressive like a wild beast. She started burning her saintly blood directly and cast a forbidden spell. Her combat abilities shot up and she attacked Lord Lingquan again.

“If you want to fight him, you have to get past me first.”

Marquis Tiange raised his spear and blocked Martial Saint Canglan. The two started fighting intensely in the temple.

This was like a one-sided fight. Even when the Kunlun’s Field used the divine temple, the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map, and the Confucius Saint Book, they still couldn’t stop the nine first marquises.

Marquise Xianling stole the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map. One hand pressing down on Chu Siyuan’s head, strands of Spiritual Power surged from her fingers. “Kneel down,” she said coldly.

“Im…possi…ble…”

Chu Siyuan quaked and blood poured out of him, but he was still fighting off Marquise Xianling’s will.

“Master!”

Yue Shuzi’s eyes were bloodshot. He roared and cast a saint print at Marquise Xianling to save Chu Siyuan.

Yue Shuzi was an Administrator of Kunlun’s Field. He was one of the top Saints.

But Marquise Xianling was even stronger and didn’t even care about Yue Shuzi. She pointed and a beam of light flew out.

Poof!

The light shattered the saint print and penetrated Yue Shuzi’s forehead, killing him.

Yue Shuzi’s death made the hearts of the Kunlun’s Field Saints fall. They felt extremely depressed.

“If I must die, then we die together. Die!”

“I’d rather be broken jade than a complete rock.”

The remaining three kings of the Ministry of War charged at Marquise Xianling, Marquis Tiange, and Lord Lingquan respectively. They activated their Holy Qi, preparing to deactivate their saint source and Sea of Qi to die together.

“No suicide allowed.”

Marquise Xianling’s eyes glared at the three Ministry of War kings. Three gusts of strong will entered their minds, repressing their thoughts.

They instantly collapsed onto the ground, losing consciousness.

Clearly, they didn’t have the chance for suicide attacks.

…

…

Qing Mo and Zhang Ruochen entered the Bipolar Swamp one after another, moving through the cold Qi and blazing flames.

Zhang Ruochen walked forward while the Rules of Truth that Fang Yi had used to multiply his power appeared in his mind.

“The Rules of Truth are part of the rules of the world. They should be everywhere, but how can I perceive them?”

Zhang Ruochen imitated Fang Yi’s movement, performing move after move, but he couldn’t sense the Rules of Truth at all.

Qing Mo was very worried. “How can you be cultivating all the time? Can’t you walk faster? I feel their auras are weakening rapidly. If we don’t hurry over, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

Zhang Ruochen stopped his movement. A bit shocked, he said, “You can sense that their auras are weakening?”

Qing Mo didn’t know how to explain to Zhang Ruochen. “I’m begging you, please? We really can’t keep dragging it out. If Sister Nalan is captured by the Luosha, you won’t feel at peace either, right?”

“Okay, okay, let’s go.”

Zhang Ruochen was really annoyed at interacting with the Kunlun’s Field, but looking at Qing Mo’s pitiful expression, he couldn’t get annoyed at all.

A while later, they were deep within the Bipolar Swamp. From afar, they could see a divine temple standing among the flames and cold Qi 100 miles away.

“It’s Goddess Siming’s temple! They must be there.”

Qing Mo stopped waiting for Zhang Ruochen. She rushed toward the temple in a streak of green light.

However, Zhang Ruochen stopped. He looked around and sensed a large group of Luosha hiding in the darkness. “Holy Carnivorous Flower,” he said to himself. “How many can you take care of?”

“Master, I’m at the peak of the Absolute Saint Realm now. Even if I can’t kill them all, I can at least stop them.”

The Holy Carnivorous Flower rushed out of Zhang Ruochen’s back and rooted into the swamp. Then thousands of roots spread in all directions.