Chapter 1949 - The Clash of the Non-Supreme Saint Fighters
Chapter 1949: The Clash of the Non-Supreme Saint Fighters
As the war fortress cracked, the Deathkin cultivators hiding on the inside met the ordeal of being slaughtered by the ruthless divine power of the Evil Spirit.
Many of them fled the war fortress in a panic.
“Let us kill our way in!”
Zhang Ruochen issued his soldiers to attack with the wave of his hand.
Those Celestial Court cultivators on the four warships were transfixed for a second before they all came to their senses and lunged out toward the army of Deathkin.
The Deathkin were panicking, and it was the best time to attack.
“What?”
Those Deathkin Shenzis were all shocked upon seeing a war fortress fall.
At first, they thought of using the eight fortress-like barracks to stop the Celestial Court army on the outside, then slowly killed them.
They were very confident of the defense ability of the war fortresses and did not expect that one would be brought down so quickly.
“The corpse of the divine python. It is under Zhang Ruochen’s control.”
Chixing Shenzi’s face looked grave when he saw the corpse of the divine python.
Back then, Pei Yutian took the Yuanhui Tribulation sacred herb from him and hid at the bottom of the Cliff of Doom. He sent a Blackflame General to recover it but Zhang Ruochen captured and killed the Blackflame General.
When news of a divine body buried at the bottom of the Cliff of Doom spread, he wanted to get a piece of the action. He was stopped by Zheng Yuan and could only watch as Zhang Ruochen took the corpse of the divine python.
In Chixing Shenzi’s mind, the Yuanhui Tribulation sacred herb and the corpse of the divine python should belong to him. But at the end of the day, he achieved nothing. Instead, he became a laughingstock to other Deathkin shenzis and Ladys.
Now, when he saw Zhang Ruochen used the corpse of the divine python to defeat a war fortress, he was enraged. How he wished he could spare a hand to deal with Zhang Ruochen.
“Zhang Ruochen has got some skill!” There was a sinister look in Yuanmo Shenzi’s eyes.
“How dare you be distracted while fighting me, Yuanmo!” Xuanyuan Liekong shouted.
He performed a God King Fist, each strike more powerful than the last, as if he was god king of war-possessed.
Bi Yunhai could summon one-third of the Precept of Heaven and Earth within a 7,000-mile radius, while Xuanyuan Liekong half of the Precept of Heaven and Earth within an 8,000-mile radius. Xuanyuan Liekong was so much more powerful than Bi Yunhai.
In theory, a cultivator in the pinnacle of Saint Kinghood could summon the Precept of Heaven and Earth within a 10,000-mile radius.
But in reality, achieving a 6,000-7,000-mile radius was exceptional. Few could achieve an 8,000-mile radius.
Yuanmo Shenzi’s range was also 8,000-mile radius, which was comparable to that of Xuanyuan Liekong. So the gap between them was minimal, and the battle fell into a stalemate.
“If you all think you could win just because you have brought down a bivouac, then you all are sorely mistaken. Don’t forget that Qi Yang is here. You all are going to lose,” said Yuanmo Shenzi.
Qi Yang was equal to, if not above, him in terms of strength. In the Celestial Court, who except Xuanyuan Liekong was his equal?
Now, with him holding off Xuanyuan Liekong, the Celestial Court forces would suffer huge casualties and flee with tail between their legs in just a few moments.
“Oh, yeah? We shall see.” Xuanyuan Liekong sneered.
Since Zheng Yuan trusted Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin, he could only trust them, too.
Of course, he did not like the idea of betting his hope on someone else. He trusted himself more.
He did not need Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxi to defeat Qi Yang. As long as they could hold off Qi Yang while he beat Yuanmo Shenzi, winning would be a foregone conclusion.
In front of the broken war fortress, Ji Fanxin started to attack aggressively as she no longer wanted to mess around with Commander He Yun.
An intense spiritual power formed a petal rain, drowning Commander He Yun in it.
As the petal rain dissipated after a few moments, Commander He Yun plunged straight down from the air. Apparently he was dead.
Next, Ji Fanxin appeared beside Zhang Ruochen and pressed forward toward the heart of Xianji Mountain with him.
Their purpose here was not to fight with the Deathkins but to retrieve the trunk of the Divine Sky-Connecting Tree, which was their actual target.
Right now, the Deathkins were retreating, overwhelmed by Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxi’s attack.
Before long, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, and Pei Yutian arrived and joined them.
Not that Pei Yutian was doing nothing earlier. In fact, he joined the battle from the beginning. His cultivation base might only be in the realm of the Lesser Precept World, but his level of physical strength was enough for him to challenge Precept Domain fighters.
“Are we attacking alone, Big Brother? Should we help the other teams first?” asked Xiang Chunan.
“That won’t be necessary. The situation favors us now. Let us get to the Altar of Death. Clear out all the obstacles!”
“Okay, let’s slaughter them all!” Xiang Chunan snickered.
While speaking, he had cast out his Metal Demonic Crown at the Deathkin general, who was already badly wounded.
Meanwhile, Feng Yan performed a God Shadow, striking out his six arms to grab the six Precept-Domain Death Knights.
If not for the intervention of the Death Legates, he would have killed the six Precept-Domain Death Knights.
Those Death Legates, still maintaining the massive The Shadow of Death, were trying to stop Feng Yan again.
“Sky Soaring Dragon-elephant!”
Zhang Ruochen made his move. The dragon and elephant shadows lunged out with overwhelming energy as he summoned over half of the Precept of Heaven and Earth within a 2,000-mile radius.
Bang!
The Shadow of Death formed by a few dozen Death Legates was forced to retreat as the blow almost broke it up.
Because of his advanced saint technique, Zhang Ruochen could now summon the Precept of Heaven and Earth within 2,000-mile radius, which was better than that of a Path’s Anterior fighter, comparable to that of Huo Nu.
While he could summon half of the Precept of Heaven and Earth, Huo Nu only two-fifth of it. So although Huo Nu had an upper hand in terms of cultivation base, he still could not hold a candle to Zhang Ruochen.
When Zhang Ruochen used his Precepts of Truth, Huo Nu became a sitting duck.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen still had a long way to go before his strength could match those of Xuanyuan Liekong and Yuanmo Shenzi.
But once his cultivation base improved further, attaining the realms of Precept Domain, Heaven’s Reach, and even Path’s Anterior, it would be hard to tell who was better unless they squared it off.
In the realm of Lesser Precept World, Zhang Ruochen still had much room for improvement. All he needed was time.
Without the interference from the Death Legates, Feng Yan captured the six Precept Domain Death Knights with ease.
He showed the six Precept-Domain Death Knights no mercy and killed them all, then harvested their saint souls.
With these six saint souls, he could exchange for a handsome number of merits at the Grand Terminal of Merits.
While Zhang Ruochen and his mates were ready to launch a large-scale assault, the battle situation between Bi Yunhai and Qi Yang took a sudden change.
Bi Yunhai was slashed by Qi Yang’s blade on his shoulder with blood oozing out of the deep cut wound.
He was badly wounded from the cut.
“Darn-it!”
Bi Yunhai was furious. A saint light glowed and a sky-blue gourd flew out of his forehead.
The gourd was at the size of the palm of a hand, engraved with esoteric inscriptions, very different from those on the Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifacts.
“Regal weapon!” Zhang Ruochen muttered.
Both the Azuresky Bow and Whitesun Arrow were regal weapons. So he was very familiar with it.
It surprised him to see Bi Yunhai possessing a regal weapon.
As Bi Yunhai continuously injected his saint Qi, the sky-blue gourd rapidly expanded to over ten-yard tall.
Over 200,000 regal-class inscriptions appeared. The regal saint power had triggered ripples to form in the dimension.
“Prepare to die, Qi Yang!”
Bi Yunhai was really mad. He trained the sky-blue gourd at Qi Yang.
Boom!
A beam of bright sky-blue saint light shot out of the gourd, almost causing the dimension to distort.
He had suffered humiliation from the first round, and now he was completely mad. He was not going to hold back anymore. He wanted to use all available means to defeat and even kill Qi Yang to redeem his pride.
Regal weapons were seriously powerful, especially when used by a top fighter like Bi Yunhai.
A streak of blood-red blade light cut the sky-blue saint light in half.
“H—how could this be possible?”
Bi Yunhai was shocked, eyes wide open. He could not believe in what he saw.
He had a regal weapon, and it was the most powerful strike he had ever used. How could he be defeated so easily?
Now, everyone saw Qi Yang holding a demonic saber that glinted in a strange blood-red light. It exuded an air of supremacy.
“A Supreme Artifact!”
The Celestial Court cultivators’ eyes were on stalks.
Bi Yun Hai’s regal weapon was terrific enough, but Qi Yang’s Supreme Artifact was even more horrible.
At this time, even Zhang Ruochen’s face had turned grim. He knew better than anyone else when it came to Supreme Artifacts.
The moment he saw that demonic saber, he knew for sure that it was a hot-off-the-furnace, complete Supreme Artifact, hot off the furnace.
Because the Kunlun Realm was prohibiting the entrance of Supreme Saints, even the local Supreme Saints had evacuated.
If there were any Supreme Saints remaining in the Kunlun Realm, they could only come from the divine land, saint land, or the forbidden land of awakening.
Once they came out and discovered, they would be expelled immediately.
Most implement spirits of the Supreme Artifacts were of Supreme Saint-class in terms of strength, so they could not enter or stay in Kunlun Realm.
Those Supreme Artifacts that could enter the Kunlun Realm were without an implement spirit, or the implement spirit was relatively weak.
Just like Blood Dripper that had only become a Supreme Artifact for a few hundred years, the strength of its implement spirit had not reached its peak, so it could remain in the Kunlun Realm.
There was also Xuetu’s Seamless Purgatory Tower, which was a very ancient Supreme Artifact. It had been badly damaged and its implement spirit had not fully recovered. So it was not restricted, either.
As for Xia Wenxin’s Godslayer Cross-Shield, the implement spirit of which had been dormant all the time, as if no implement spirit existed.
Once the implement spirit woke up, it would certainly be expelled.
The demonic saber in Qi Yang’s hands was a complete Supreme Artifact. Yet he could bring it into the Kunlun Realm. That showed its implement spirit was still weak.
But, as weak as the implement spirit was, a complete Supreme Artifact could still unleash an immense amount of power, good enough to pose a threat to a Neverwither Supreme Saint.
“I am surprised how dare you use a little regal weapon to fight me. Where did you get your courage from? Well, that’s not important. I will use your blood as an offering to my Blood-Drinking Demonic Saber. It will be your honor to be the first person to die by my Blood-Drinking Demonic Saber.”
Qi Yang poked out his tongue to lick the demonic saber with a ruthless look in his eyes.