God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw numerous Palm Prints flying toward him. The space was shaking, and the airflow was surging rapidly. The power fluctuated layer by layer. It was like the waves of the Milky Way.

The Palm Prints carried Dark power and swallowed the Saint Light emitted from Zhang Ruochen’s body.

“Such a powerful attack from a mere distraction. Wu Jiang is indeed a powerful enemy that can not be underestimated.”

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be here to take the quasi Emperor Grade Sacred Pill. In fact, he had another purpose. He wanted to test Wu Jiang’s strength so that he would not be caught off guard when they met on the Celestial-Hunting battlefield.

The Supreme Saints who could reach the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm within a thousand years were all extraordinary. They all had trump cards. Even a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint would suffer greatly if he underestimated them.

Furthermore, Wu Jiang was ranked at the top of the list of the Great Perfection at Hundred-Shackle Realm. Naturally, Zhang Ruochen paid great attention to Wu Jiang. He didn’t dare to underestimate his opponent.

Without confronting Wu Jiang head-on, Zhang Ruochen used Great Dimensional Shift. Before the 100 Palm Prints landed, he crossed space and disappeared.

Wu Jiang noticed this and wasn’t surprised. He seemed to have guessed that Zhang Ruochen would use Great Dimensional Shift to dodge the Palm Prints. A cold smile appeared on his face. He said to himself, ‘Masters of Space aren’t always successful.’

His lips moved. Instantly, the power of Curse spread out silently from his body. Like fog, like cotton, and like a net, it enveloped the universe within a thousand miles.

For the Nether Clan, the power of Curse was their most basic method.

It was like the sword of a sword cultivator, the devouring power of a Saint Devourer, the knowledge of a Confucian cultivator…

The mysterious and errie power of Curse could rival the power of Time and Space.

At this moment, Wu Jiang was using the “Blood-devouring Curse” from the power of Curse. It was a curse specifically used to deal with humans, Rakshasa, Immortal Vampires, and other beings of flesh and blood

Once the curse hit a cultivator, the blood in his body would drain rapidly until he turned into a dried corpse.

Even the caster of the curse didn’t know where the disappeared blood had gone and who had devoured it.

Whoosh

The space trembled slightly. Zhang Ruochen appeared. He was only a hundred miles away from Wu Jiang and the finger of the immortal. He stood in a triangle.

The Blood-devouring Curse caught Zhang Ruochen’s aura and gathered toward him.

“Not good.”

The power of Curse invaded Zhang Ruochen’s body. His skin caved in, and his body withered quickly. Even if he mobilized Saint Qi and Divine Purification Flame as defense, he couldn’t resist it.

The power of the Blood-devouring Curse was everywhere. Any defense was useless.

“Just enjoy the pain of losing blood!” Wu Jiang shook his head. He couldn’t be bothered to watch anymore.

Killing Zhang Ruochen was just as difficult as killing an insect.

Zhang Ruochen folded his arms. His body shrank and quickly turned into a small light dot. The light spot jumped and used Great Dimensional Shift to escape thousands of miles away from the space covered by the Blood-devouring Curse.

“What a terrible Curse power. The curse attacks I encountered in Kunlun are far inferior to Wu Jiang’s ones.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t panic because he knew that there was still a big gap between him and Wu Jiang in terms of pure strength. This time, he fought against Wu Jiang for the quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill to see how big the gap was.

Half of Zhang Ruochen’s body had withered, and he had lost a lot of Saint Blood.

He tried his best to mobilize the Divine Purification Flame and refine the power of the Blood-devouring Curse in his body, but the effect was minimal. He was still losing the blood in his body, and a strong sense of weakness invaded him, making him sleepy.

Logically speaking, the Divine Purification Flame could break the power of Curse, but it depended on the strength of the Divine Purification Flame and the power of Curse. A drop of water could extinguish a candle fire but not a big one.

Divine Purification Flame was Emperor-level flames. But if the users’ cultivations were different, so the number of Fire Precepts they could intergrate was different. And the level of power unleashed was naturally different.

“It seems that I have to reach Hundred-Shackle Realm at least to refine the power of Curse with the Divine Purification Flame. Now… I’m still lacking.” Zhang Ruochen endured the pain of losing blood, he tried other ways to resist the power of Curse.

Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest nodded slightly and praised, “The Blood-devouring Curse is one of the Nether Clan’s six great Curses. Wu Jiang has already practiced to the seventh level at such a young age. “Logically speaking, only a Supreme Saint Netherkin can do it.

“For a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint to practice the Blood-devouring Curse to the fifth level is already considered an outstanding talent.”

The elixir attendant said, “Don’t forget, he’s the disciple of the Fane of Darkness. He has myriad hands and eyes. He’ll definitely reach the heavens in the future. With his strength, he could be invincible in the same realm.”

“Unfortunately, in this era, there’s a Divine Fetus and an elite with Royal Divine Frame. That’s why he’s being suppressed.”

“Zhang Ruochen hasn’t reached Hundred-Shackle Realm yet. It’s not wise to provoke Wu Jiang.”

Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest said, “Zhang Ruochen will die under the Blood-devouring Curse in a moment.”

“Well… right now, they are still in the stage of snatching pills, and they haven’t entered the Celestial-Hunting battlefield yet. It isn’t the official beginning, so I’ll help him. At least, I have to save his life so that it won’t be hard to explain it to Wargod Bloodximius.”

Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest was about to attack, but he noticed something. He stopped and let out a soft exclamation.

Swoosh

Zhang Ruochen, who was floating in the space of the universe, let out bright green light from his abdomen. It purified the power of the Blood-devouring Curse.

Even his shriveled body recovered in an instant. His skin became as smooth as jade again.

The green light was the light of the Heart of the Divine Tree. It contained endless life essence and was the nemesis of the Blood-devouring Curse.

In order to improve his spiritual power, Zhang Ruochen had already swallowed the Heart of the Divine Tree and absorbed Divine Sky-connecting Tree’s knowledge. He didn’t expect it to have an effect on the curse at this time.

The Blood-devouring Curse dispersed. Zhang Ruochen’s essence, Qi, and spirit were full again. He rushed toward Wu Jiang and the Immortal Cactus’ Elixir Spirit.

Wu Jiang’s cultivation’s level was profound. He had already suppressed the Immortal Cactus’ Elixir Spirit. He was at the crucial moment of taking it.

When he found that Zhang Ruochen had dispelled the Blood-devouring Curse and was reapproaching, he couldn’t help but look surprised.

“Zhang Ruochen can dispel the Blood-devouring Curse?”

It must be known a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint had suffered a great loss at the hands of Wu Jiang because of Blood-devouring Curse.

‘The power of the Blood-devouring Curse covers an area of a thousand miles. Creatures of flesh and blood can’t get close. How did Zhang Ruochen do it? How did he block the power of Curse?’

“Your Blood-devouring Curse is very powerful, but unfortunately, it can’t do anything to me. Get out of the way, or I’ll take you with me.”

Zhang Ruochen held Violet Gourd with both hands. He stood under the Immortal Cactus and pointed the mouth of the gourd toward Wu Jiang.

Whoosh!

36 million Dimensional inscriptions appeared at the mouth of the gourd. They spread for hundreds of miles.

Wu Jiang knew the power of the gourd very well and dared not to underestimate it. He looked behind him and found an asteroid that was hundreds of miles long in the shape of a giant rock.

He released his spiritual power and condensed it into an invisible hand. He grabbed the asteroid across the air and threw it at Zhang Ruochen.

“Withdraw!”

Zhang Ruochen shouted.

The space collapsed and contracted violently. The asteroid was crushed into pieces in an instant and was put into the gourd.

The swallowing power was not completely blocked. It still fell on the bodies of Wu Jiang and Immortal Cactus’s Elixir Spirit and pulled them over quickly.

“What a powerful suction force.”

Wu Jiang’s face changed slightly and he immediately released the power of darkness.

With his body as the center, the surroundings became dark and swallowed all the power that was close to him. Looking from afar, the area where Wu Jiang’s body was formed a huge black hole.

The black hole also emitted a strong suction force. It tugged at the power of the gourd. It was difficult to tell the strong from the weak.

After putting the quasi-emperor-class saint’s will pill and the Immortal Cactus Elixir Spirit into the gourd, 36 million inscriptions of space returned to the mouth of the gourd and were restrained.

In the black hole, Wu Jiang walked out and stood more than 10 miles away from Zhang Ruochen. His face was full of killing intent. He said, “Return the quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. I can spare your life for now.”

Zhang Ruochen closed the lid of the gourd and stared at him without fear. He said, “I want to see what else you can do. Just show me.”

“Okay, you’re the one looking for death. Don’t blame me.”

The black lightning pattern on Wu Jiang’s forehead released wisps of electric light. They slowly cracked and turned into an eye. Dense illusory light appeared in his pupils. They formed a myriad eyes lining up in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen’s consciousness became blurry. He didn’t know if he was in an illusion or reality.

He only felt that the world he was in was illuminated by myriad rays of light. Myriad eyes hung above his head like stars. Each of them gave off an aura that was as terrifying as a god.

If it were any other cultivator, even a Supreme Saint, being stared at by myriad divine eyes, he would probably be kneeling on the ground.

However, Zhang Ruochen held on with a strong will. His body was as taut as iron, and he didn’t yield in the illusory realm of “Myriad Eye Illusion”.

“Not bad. Your willpower is so strong. It’s a pity that your cultivation and spiritual power are too weak.”

Wu Jiang walked toward Zhang Ruochen step by step. His face was handsome but extremely cold. He said again, “Your spiritual power is only at the 62nd level, yet you dare to take the initiative to fight against me. Don’t you know that with your poor cultivation, you should run from me as far away as possible?”

Zhang Ruochen could hear Wu Jiang’s voice and sense him approaching. However, the myriad divine eyes locked onto him, forcing him to fight with all his strength. Other than that, he couldn’t even lift a finger.

Rumble

Zhang Ruochen activated the will of the Immovable Wisdom King in his heart. He slowly raised his arms. Nine-storey divine palace appeared above his head to counter the myriad divine eyes.

He thought to himself, everything is an illusion. There was no way Wu Jiang could release myriad divine might. It’s all illusion. I must overcome the illusion and seek the truth

…

In Qi Stream of Elixir in the distance, Luo Sha, who had just taken a King Grade Saintwill Pill, saw this scene, she was anxious. ‘Zhang Ruochen is such a reckless person. How can he challenge an elite like Wu Jiang now?

‘Wu Jiang’s spiritual power has reached the 66th level. He has once defeated a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint with his spiritual power alone. If he performs Myriad Eye Illusion, even a Thousand-Koan Realm elite will have to retreat.’

Wu Jiang walked to Zhang Ruochen and extended an index finger. He spat the power of Darkness from his fingertip. It turned into a black sharp blade and slowly stabbed toward Zhang Ruochen’s glabella.

Crash.

The space slightly shook.

“Stop!”

Luo Sha used the Great Dimensional Shift and appeared in front of Wu Jiang. Circles of spatial ripples appeared under his feet as if he was standing in the center of a lake.

Wu Jiang did not look at Luo Sha directly. He said casually, “Your Highness, you’d better mind your own business. You can’t stop me. If your brother is here, maybe you have a chance.”

“I’m not here to stop you. I’m here to save you,” Luo Sha said.

A look of confusion appeared in Wu Jiang’s eyes. He stopped the blade in his hand and stared at Luo Sha. “Save me?”

“The Celestial-Hunting battle has officially begun. If you kill Zhang Ruochen, you’ll lose 500,000 points. Do you have 500,000 points now?”

Luo Sha’s beautiful eyes were enchanting. A charming smile appeared on her face. “If you lose points, you’ll be expelled from the Celestial-Hunting battle. Don’t you want to participate in the Celestial-Hunting battle?”

Wu Jiang snorted and said, “Now, everyone is fighting for Saintwill Pills. Moreover, we haven’t entered the Celestial-Hunting battlefield yet. Are you threaten me with the rules of the Celestial-hunting Battlefield? Will that work?”

Luo Sha’s gaze turned to the Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest and asked, “High Priest, if I get the pill, other cultivators still want to snatch it by force. They even want to kill me. Does that count as violating the rules of the Celestial-hunting battlefield?”

Before the Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest could speak, Luo Sha continued, “The high priest had personally announced that the Celestial-hunting battle had officially begun.”

The Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest helplessly smiled bitterly. Immediately, his voice spread across the Qi Stream of Elixir as he said, “Once the medicinal pills are taken, they can not be snatched again. Otherwise, it will be considered as violations in the Celestial-hunting battle and points will be deducted.”

When Wu Jiang heard this, his gentle eyes became ferocious. He stared at Luo Sha and said, “Okay, I’ll remember it! No one can take what belongs to me. Hmph!”

Wu Jiang waved his sleeve and left. His voice then sounded. “It’s not good for Your Highness to get too close to Zhang Ruochen.”

“Thank you for the reminder,” Luo Sha replied.

Myriad Eye Illusion disappeared.

Zhang Ruochen recovered from the illusion. His face was solemn as he thought hard about how to crack Wu Jiang. Just like other cultivators who thought hard about how to crack the Path of Time and the Path of Dimension, there was always a way to resist.

The fragrant wind approached and floated in front of him.

Luo Sha’s long hair fluttered in the wind. She looked alluring. She glanced at Zhang Ruochen and sized him up. She was relieved to see that Zhang Ruochen was not injured and he was still sane.

“I’ve told you not to provoke the top ten Hundred-Shackle Realm elites of the Great Perfection for the time being. How long have you been cultivating? How can you fight against them?

“They might not look more than a thousand years old, but with the time spent cultivating in the arrays of Time, some of the Hundred-Shackle Realm elites who achieved the Great Perfection have been cultivating for close to ten thousand years.

“You have to at least break through the first shackle in order to start fighting against them.

“Wu Jiang’s Myriad Eye Illusion is very terrifying. Your spiritual power and intelligence are not damaged, right?”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and said, “I’m forcing him to use the Myriad Eye Illusion. Seeing it from the info is different from experiencing it personally.”

“Don’t you think you’re courting death?” Luo Sha glared at him with her phoenix eyes.

“I’ve figured out a way to break his Myriad Eye Illusion!” Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Sha was stunned, “Impossible,” he said. “The difference in the strength of your spiritual power is too great. “Even if he doesn’t use the Myriad Eye Illusion and only uses his spiritual power to perform the illusion, you still won’t be able to resist.

“Only my brother’s innate divine eyes and the power of the two shining planets in his pupils can resolve it. That is why my brother’s ranking is higher than his.”

“Not necessarily. No matter how powerful the illusion is, if it is seen through, it will lose its power,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Sha instantly understood Zhang Ruochen’s thoughts. She said, “You mean you want to see through the illusion with the power of Truth? But the difference in spiritual power is too big. Unless you have one percent of the Canon of Truth and are the Envoy of Truth, you can do it.”

“I don’t need to be the Envoy of Truth.”

Zhang Ruochen said thoughtfully. Then he turned around and looked at Luo Sha, saying, “Just now… Thank you!”

“Haha, you finally thank me?” Luo Sha narrowed her eyes and smiled like a little fox. She felt that she had gained a lot. Even if she had offended Wu Jiang, it seemed to be worth it.

Soon, Luo Sha stopped smiling and said seriously, “You need to feel the urgency to break the first shackle as soon as possible. Otherwise, you won’t be able to move forward in this Celestial-Hunting battle.”

“Yes, I do need to break the first shackle as soon as possible.”

After Luo Sha left, Zhang Ruochen focused his attention on another quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill.

There were three Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints of the Great Perfection stage fighting for the quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill. One of them was Yanhong, one of the three Scioness candidates.

“Perhaps I can try her strength.”