God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power had reached the 62nd level. He was ranked among the best spiritual power cultivators attending the festival, surpassing many Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints. However, he could not detect even a trace of Lan Ying’s aura. He felt a little uneasy.

Lan Ying was an unfathomable enemy!

Even if Lan Ying’s target was not Zhang Ruochen, this was enough to send chills down his spines.

Lord Xia Yu was a High-Saint Array and Talisman Master. Her spiritual power was even more powerful than Zhang Ruochen’s. Not long ago, she had broken through to the 64th level. She was definitely one of the top 20 spiritual powers in the Celestial-Hunting battle.

However, even she couldn’t find any trace of Lan Ying.

“Could he have left? After all, everyone knows that no force can win against Yanluo clan. There’s no need to waste time here,” Lord Xia Yu said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, “The power of the Elixir Spirit of that lotus is far beyond everyone’s expectations,” he said. “That’s why Yan Huangtu didn’t subdue it before the battle for the pill. “Now, all the forces have their hands free. If they attack together, Yanluo clan won’t be able to withstand it no matter how strong they are.”

“In other words, Yanluo clan has missed the best opportunity to take it. At this moment, all the forces are restraining themselves because that spiritual will of that lotus’ Elixir Spirit hasn’t been refined yet.”

“Yanluo clan is so well-prepared because they know this too.”

Supreme Saint Yi Xuan agreed with Zhang Ruochen. “Lan Ying is extremely greedy. He will never give up an Emperor-Grade Saintwill pill. I’m afraid there will be a good show today.”

“If the situation is disrupted, we will have a chance too.” Lord Xia Yu smiled and stared at Zhang Ruochen’s chiseled profile. Her eyes were deep, and her nose was straight.

She knew how important this Emperor-Grade Saintwill Pill was to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen frowned. He was thinking about something else.

Since Lan Ying could hide so well, wouldn’t it be easy to kill Zhang Ruochen in the future?

With such an enemy, any cultivator would not sleep and eat well.

“I have to break through to Hundred-Shackle Realm as soon as possible.”

Zhang Ruochen used the Precepts of Dimension to observe the dimensional structure and distribution of celestial bodies in this starfield. In his mind, he deduced the direction someone would head after snatching the Emperor-Grade Saintwill Pill from Yanluo clan.

“Let’s go. Follow me.”

Zhang Ruochen took Lord Xia Yu and Supreme Saint Yi Xuan in another direction and came to a boundless galaxy of cosmic dust.

Tens of millions of broken rocks gathered together like a big river, flowing in the starry sky and emitting dark purple light.

Zhang Ruochen asked, “Lord Xia Yu, how long will it take you to set up a big array here?”

Lord Xia Yu quickly observed the surroundings and said, “With my spiritual power, I can set up an eighth-class array in an instant. A ninth-class array is too difficult and takes more time.”

“I’ll use the power of Time to help you set up a ninth-class array as soon as possible,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Lord Xia Yu frowned, “Is it useful to set up an array here?” She asked. An ordinary ninth-class array could only be used to deal with a Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint. It could only cause a certain degree of interference to a Supreme Saint of the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm. It would be meaningless if the array could be broken in a short time.

“A ninth-class array to deal with a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint would take a lot of time to carve the array patterns. It’s not something that can be set up in a short time.”

“It’s just a try. Even if it’s not useful, we won’t lose anything.

“Zhang Ruochen wasn’t sure if there was a cultivator who could take the Emperor-Grade Saintwill Pill from Yanluo clan.

He wasn’t even sure if the pill snatcher would head in this direction.

The array was to prepare one more move ahead.

After spending a long time together, Lord Xia Yu trusted Zhang Ruochen very much. She separated 100,000 spiritual power thoughts into 100,000 spiritual avatars and quickly carved the array patterns in this starfield.

Zhang Ruochen activated many Marks of Time to slow down the flow of time and buy more time for her.

In the distance away, as time passed, the brilliance emitted by the Elixir Spirit of the Lotus of Divine Reflection became dimmer and dimmer. It was like a star aging and fading away, losing its scorching energy.

The spiritual will of the Elixir Spirit was almost completely refined.

The forces gathered in the periphery began to get restless and slowly approached.

Nearly 1,000 Supreme Saints of Yanluo clan stood in a circle. Their bodies exploded with shocking power, causing the entire starry sky to tremble slightly.

With such power, even a Paramount Realm Supreme Saint would feel intimidated.

Suddenly, a crimson flame appeared from the southern starry sky.

The cultivators looked over and realized that it was a meteor shower of cosmic dust and star fragments. It was burning with flames, and its speed was getting faster and faster.

Flaming boulders, flaming mountains, flaming star fragments…

The meteor shower covered the sky and the earth.

If it flew at a certain primitive world or a certain planet, it could destroy the world in an instant.

“It’s just a small trick. Pay attention to your defense and block them.”

As he shouted this, a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint of Yanluo clan took the lead and shot out a golden shield.

As the inscriptions on the Golden Shield appeared, it became eight thousand feet wide and ten thousand feet tall. It spun and flew, turning pieces of cosmic dust into dust.

Rumble

The Supreme Saints of Yanluo clan also attacked. Some used Saint Techniques, while others used saint weapons. They clashed with the meteor shower.

After setting up the array, Lord Xia Yu returned to Zhang Ruochen’s side. “A meteor shower can’t break through Yanluo clan’s defense. It’s a waste of energy.”

“No! The meteor shower can’t break through Yanluo clan’s defense, but it can use the least amount of manpower to create the biggest disturbance and hold back the most Yanluo clan’s Supreme Saints.”

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction of the meteor shower. Using the eye of truth, he saw the figure of the top two figures of the Fane of Barasingha, Hong Futu, in the distant starry sky.

Hong Futu transformed into his true form. He was a pure-blood divine beast. His body was more than 300 miles long, turning the starry sky around him into a sea of blood.

Every breath he took could stir up thousands of cosmic dust, sending them endlessly towards Yanluo clan.

“That’s a Bloodborne. It should be Hong Futu. He has also reached the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm. It seems like the Fane of Barasingha is the biggest enemy of our Bloodysky Clan during this Celestial-Hunting Festival,” said the Supreme Saint Yi Xuan.

Hong Futu, who had reached the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm, made even Lord Xia Yu feel that she was in a tough spot.

Once a pure-blood divine beast matured, it would be at least at the Pseudo-God Realm.

Hong Futu’s battle prowess in the same realm was definitely formidable.

“Since Hong Futu has made his move, then your guess is correct. Lan Ying must be nearby too,” Lord Xia Yu said solemnly.

The Supreme Saint Yi Xuan exclaimed, “Look, Wu Jiang and Netherclan’s dozen Hundred-shackle Realm Supreme Saints have made their move. There’s also Xu and Supreme Saint Yanhong”

A large number of cultivators attacked Yanluo clan.

The clash of over 1,000 Supreme Saints erupted with earth-shattering energy waves that spread 100,000 miles away, forming a destructive energy tide.

Other than Yanluo clan Supreme Saints who formed a battle array in the central area, the other Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saints did not dare to participate in the battle. They were afraid of getting injured. Once they were seriously injured, if they could not recover within 100 days, it would definitely affect the results of the Celestial-hunting battle.

No one, including the Infernal Court deities, expected the situation to develop to such a stage.

The Celestial-Hunting battle had just begun and the top elites of the ten clans were already engaged in a chaotic battle.

The elixir attendant revealed a worried expression. A battle of this scale could easily result in the death of a Supreme Saint.

The Fortune Palace’s Black-robed High Priest smiled at him and said, “Just now, milord sent me an oracle, telling us not to interfere forcefully. Let them fight to see who is more capable and who can keep the Emperor-Grade Saintwill pill. Even if 100 Supreme Saints die, it doesn’t matter.”

The elixir attendant smiled bitterly and said, “In the eyes of a deity like Fukurokuju, a hundred ordinary Supreme Saints are not as powerful as a powerful Supreme Saint. Then, we shall wait and see what they can do. It is not an easy thing to snatch the Emperor-Grade Saintwill pill from the hands of Yanluo clan.”

Yanluo Clan’s 11 Hundred-Shackle Realm cultivators, who had attained the Great Perfection stage, stood at 12 directions facing the lotus’ Elixir Spirit together with Yan Wushen. They shot out Infernal Yama Qi and fused it in the Supreme Artifact in the shape of a ceremonial scepter.

The power of the Supreme Artifact turned the area within a thousand miles into a forbidden zone. If Neverwilt Realm and Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints got close, their lives would be in danger, and their Neverwither physique would be crushed.

Just as the Elixir Spirit of the Lotus of Divine Reflection was about to be destroyed, a dot of light appeared out of thin air a hundred miles behind a Yanluo clan elite whose attainment was at the Great Perfection. It was nine lights and eighteen colors.

The speck of light grew larger and turned into a ball of colorful clouds.

The twelve elites of Yanluo clan instantly sensed something. Their eyes flashed with killing intent.

“How dare you covet the Emperor-Grade Saintwill pill? Kill him.”

Yan Huangtu drew upon the power of the Supreme Artifact. In the ceremonial scepter-shaped artifact, it released a powerful supreme-being power to hundred miles into the sky. The power condensed into a gigantic ceremonial scepter shape and slashed towards the nine-colored clouds.

Even an early-stage Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint would be severely injured if he got hit. He might even die.

The Supreme Power caused the stars to tremble.

Swoosh

The nine-colored clouds were as fast as light. Even the Supreme Power could not stop it. In an instant, it rushed behind a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint and formed a human shape.

It was an eight or nine-year-old child. His body was like a divine stone that shone brilliantly but released a monstrous killing aura.

The killing intent was simply too strong. It condensed into a corporeal form and turned into a bloody sword of slaughter.

Whoosh!

Before that Supreme Saint of the great perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm could even use any defensive techniques, his body was slashed in half by the sword.

However, the sword did not contain any power that could destroy the Saint Soul, life force, or spiritual will. Thus, the Supreme Saint was only severely injured and did not die.

Clearly, Lan Ying didn’t want to become enemies with Yanluo clan.

Although he was a Spirit of Slaughter, he didn’t only know how to kill. He knew the big picture. He also knew how to plan and create momentum. He knew how to hide his strength and bide his time.

In the distance, Zhang Ruochen, who had been observing, saw this scene clearly. He sighed in his heart.

‘The Divine Fetus really lives up to his name. He has the power to kill a Supreme Saint at the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm with one move.

‘What’s more terrifying is that it’s very shrewd.

‘This Celestial-Hunting battle will be the greatest challenge for me.. It will also be a trial that can cost my life.’