“All cultivators retreat to the periphery. With your cultivation, fighting Zhang Ruochen alone is no different from suicide. Imdiately form a combined attack formation with the two High-Saint Array Masters and use group defense and ladder formation attack.”
Archangel Michael was very intelligent. Even though Zhang Ruochen had killed the cultivators of Heavenly Realm faction, he could still remain calm.
“Where are the twelve Angels of Vengeance? Turn into the Light of Judgnt imdiately and help slash Zhang Ruochen.”
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sound of wind breaking could be heard.
The twelve Angels of Vengeance of Fane of Light turned into twelve rays of bright Saint Light and appeared beside Archangel Michael.
The battle formation was ford. They turned into twelve halos and hung above Archangel Michael’s head, sprinkling holy light.
“Close!”
The aura of Archangel Michael kept on rising. The cross shaped wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Originally, his cultivation base was about 60 percent strength of evil Yan Wushen. But now, with the support of the twelve Angels of Vengeance, his strength had increased exponentially.
It was not as simple as one plus one equals two.
In fact, the energy waves that erupted from Archangel Michael’s body had already surpassed good Yan Wushen. In his current state, he would not lose much even if he fought against the Four Heavenly Kings of the Celestial Palace.
Fane of Light was one of Fanes that passed on the teachings of the Paths of the Ancients. Hence, its thods were not sothing imaginable for an ordinary cultivator with rank of Sainthood.
In a sense, Fane of Light had nurtured the twelve Angels of Vengeance for Archangel Michael’s sake. They wanted to make him to the top elite across myriad of Macroworlds in this generation.
Yin Yuanchen was naturally envious and jealous of Archangel Michael. In the end, he looked at Zhang Ruochen and snorted in his heart. ‘Zhang Ruochen, only by killing you can I surpass Michael. Everything he has should belong to .’
Myriad threads of light erged from Yin Yuanchen’s body. They turned into power of Hadean Doom and fused into the divine corpse.
The next mont, sothing shocking happened. Yin Yuanchen’s Blood Qi resonated with the divine corpse, rging into one.
Yin Yuanchen was using a forbidden secret technique that his grandfather had created for him: Divine Corpse Blood Technique.
This was because he and his father’s divine corpse had the closest bloodline.
Using this secret technique, he could nurture the divine corpse with his Saint Blood. In a short amount of ti, he could rge with the divine corpse and display explosive and unparalleled combat power.
KABOOM!
The extrely violent aura was released from the divine corpse and enveloped the entire Heaven Lake.
At this mont, the divine corpse was Yin Yuanchen. His power was rising steadily, and he was no less than the current Michael Archangel King.
“Zhang Ruochen, how dare you ruin my great plan? How do you want to die?” shouted the Descender who fall out of Hundred-Shackle Realm. His voice was cold.
As he spoke, he released monstrous Demonic Qi, causing the space where the Heaven Lake was seethe endlessly.
His na was Saint Lord Pravus. He was the most talented cultivator in Blackdemon Realm a thousand years ago. Back then, he had had the potential to beco a top Supre Saint.
Unfortunately, his Sainthood Source had been shattered by Smriti, a Supre Saint from Infernal Court’s Rakshasa, during a battle.
Almost everything of his cultivation base—his Precepts, his insights on the Paths, knowledge and wisdom—was mostly wiped out by Smriti’s Pyrefla Bell.
A cultivator’s Sainthood Source was ford from the cultivator’s Saint Aspect, Saint Qi, enlightennt, and knowledge.
Hence, when a culltivator’s Sainthood Source was destroyed, the cultivator would fall out of the cultivation rank of Supre Sainthood. When this happened, they could no longer be called a Supre Saint.
At that ti, Saint Lord Pravus had already broken through 42 Shackles within his body. His future had been bright. Hence, one could imagine severity of the blow he had taken in that battle.
The reason that he had joined Heavenly Realm faction was to obtain a fortuitous encounter to restore his cultivation rank to Supre Sainthood.
Taking Blood Dripper was undoubtedly a great opportunity, but Zhang Ruochen had ruined it. How could he not be angry?
Judging from the aura emanating from his body, one could tell that Saint Lord Pravus was mroe powerful than Archangel Michael and Yin Yuanchen.
This was normal. A Supre Saint who fell out of Hundred-Shackle Realm fell, no Saint King could compare.
Archangel Michael, Yin Yuanchen, and demon lord blood spirit surrounded Zhang Ruochen and the other two.
“Heavenly Realm is indeed one of dominant Marcoworlds. Its foundation is strong and its thods are deep. No other Macroworlds can compare to you.”
Zhang Ruochen sighed. His gaze swept across the two Fanes in the sky. Their presence had restrained his power of Space and Ti.
The current situation was very disadvantageous to him.
“Zhang Ruochen, without the forces of Ti and Space, how much combat power you are left with? Take my sword.”
Archangel Michael was the first to attack.
Under his control, the twelve Swords of Judgnt combined into one and slashed toward Zhang Ruochen.
He had been severely injured by Zhang Ruochen’s sword previously, so now he’s trying to settle the score.
Swoosh–
The Sword of Judgnt released a holy light illuminating the world, as if it wanted to purify all the evil in the world.
Both Archangel Michael and the twelve Angels of Vengeance had not practiced Path of Light to the Great Perfection. But now, when combined, they could exert power comparable to the Great Perfection.
“Even if I don’t use the forces of Ti and Space, you are still no match for .”
Zhang Ruochen’s fighting spirit was boilin, his gaze burning like lightning. He soared into the sky and wielded Ancient Abyssal Blade in his hand, slashing out heaven-reaching sword rays.
Boom!
The two streaks of Sword Light shattered in midair at the sa ti, shooting out countless sharp Sword Qi.
Fortunately, this space had been completely suppressed. Even such a terrifying collision of power couldn’t tear it apart.
Archangel Michael retreated more than 200 ters in a row. He stabbed his sword into the ground to stabilize his posture.
Although the collision had landed on the ground, he was not injured. He could not help but feel more confident. He thought to himself, “Zhang Ruochen is not undefeatable after all.”
RAWRRRR!
Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit roared, wanting to charge at the enemies with Le to help Zhang Ruochen.
“You are not qualified to join this fight. Die!”
Although Saint Lord Pravus was a Descender, he still had the aura of a Supre Saint and Emperor-level power. He mobilized the Demonic Blood Qi and condensed a gigantic hand that covered the sky. Suddenly, the giant hand struck out.
Feeling the earth-shattering pressure, Le showed no fear. He released extre murderous aura from his body. He gathered all his power into one point and stabbed out with his sword.
Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit also unleashed a large amount of divine power. Its thick python tail lashed out ruthlessly.
BANG!
The gigantic hand that covered the sky was unrivaled. Le and Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit were sent flying and fell into Heaven Lake.
After this attack, Le and Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit were heavily injured. Their Saint Blood dyed a large area of Heaven Lake red, causing its icy water to boil.
It was not that they were too weak, but that Saint Lord Pravus was too strong.
After all, he had been a Supre Saint that broke through 42 Shackles. He was no ordinary person.
For every Shackle a Supre Saint at Hundred-Shackle Realm broke, there would be a 10 percent increase in the power of their Neverwither physique.
In other words, they could double their power after breaking ten Shackles.
If they could break all hundred Shackles, they would be able to unleash strength ten tis the power of their Neverwither physiques.
On top of much stronger physique, Supre Saints at Hundred-Shackle Realm would have greater insights on their Paths, they had greater proficiency in controlling the Precepts and Saint Qi of heaven and earth.
Although Saint Lord Pravus was a Descender, he had broken 42 Shackles before. Hence, the power of his Neverwither physique was four tis stronger than that of a Supre Saint at the peak of Neverwilt Realm.
Even if he was not supported by Supre Saint power, one should not underestimate him.
When a cultivator’s cultivation rank was not high enough, his physicial strength could support him.
‘The gap in strength between a Hundred-Shackle Realm Descender and Neverwilt Realm Descender is huge,’ Zhang Ruochen thought.
He hadn’t used much strength to kill Teryn, who had been a Supre Saint at the peak of Neverwilt Realm. But now, Saint Lord Pravus had brought him quite so pressure.
“Zhang Ruochen, how dare you be distracted? You really don’t know how to spell the word death,” Yin Yuanchen, who had rged with the divine corpse, said.
At the sa ti, he pounced forward, brandished his divine sword, and slashed out.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yin Yuanchen lightly, waved his hand, and shot out Blood Dripper.
At the sa ti, majestic Five-elent Chaotic Qi surged out of his body. It combined with the Precepts of Truth and evolved into a vast starry sky.
The Fane of Ti and the Fane of Dinsion could only impose a lockdown onTi and Space. They could not seal his Path of Truth.
“Seal.”
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded.
24 divine bones appeared above Zhang Ruochen. There were many secret patterns interwoven on them. They released a very special energy wave that enveloped Zhang Ruochen.
Suddenly, the Realm-fra of Truth that Zhang Ruochen had condensed trembled slightly.
“Soone from Fane of Truth interfered?”
Zhang Ruochen’s heart sank slightly.
It was normal. The Heavenly Realm faction were powerful, so they naturally had so forces within Fane of Truth. Otherwise, how could they have gotten the secret technique to condense the Realm-fra of Truth for Archangel Michael?
Above the clouds, a person stood with a cold smile in his eyes. He looked down at Zhang Ruochen.
It was none other than Dongfang Qingyu, one of the ten Divine Scion from Fane of Truth.
‘It seems that master’s guess is correct. Our lord has indeed taught Zhang Ruochen the secret thod of condensing the Realm-fra of Truth. The 24 divine bones prepared for this have co in handy,’ Dongfang Qingyu said to himself.
With the 24 divine bones personally refined by his master, even if Zhang Ruochen condensed the Realm-fra of Truth, “Boundless Universe”, it would still be sealed and could not play a role in the battle.
Not only the Realm-fra of Truth, the sa went to Path of Truth.
In this way, Zhang Ruochen would be vulnerable. He could no longer resist.
However, the next mont, Dongfang Qingyu was shocked. “What’s going on? Why isn’t Zhang Ruochen’s Realm-fra of Truth shape sealed?”
The Realm-fra of Truth that Zhang Ruochen condensed was different from that of cultivators from the Fane of Truth. On top of that, he had refined the Heart of Truth, how could his Realm-fra of Truth be sealed so easily?
“Yin and Yang, seize the fate!”
Zhang Ruochen growled. He mobilized the rules of his Tao of the sword. At the sa ti, he controlled Ancient Abyssal Blade and Blood Dripper to evolve the Yin and Yang Sect’s most powerful sword formation.
A huge yin-yang Taiji pattern appeared above Zhang Ruochen. It rotated slowly and produced endless changes.
Whoosh
Sword rays condensed to the extre flew out of the yin-yang Taiji pattern. They attacked Yin Yuanchen and Archangel Michael at the sa ti.
At the sa ti, Zhang Ruochen took out the ancient hilt of the sword tomb. He activated it with Saint Qi and quickly ford a slender sword body. He took the initiative to slash at Demon Lord Soul.
In his eyes, demon lord soul was the most important opponent.
He could resist the suppression of the disciples of the three divine halls and the attacks of the three powerful figures by himself. He could even take the initiative to attack. Zhang Ruochen, who was in the Saint King realm, had achieved sothing unprecedented.
Saint Lord Pravus could not help but sneer. “Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll Grant You Your Wish.”
As he spoke, Saint Lord Pravus’s body expanded and transford into a 300-ter-tall giant. His demonic power grew stronger and stronger. Dazzling demonic light blood on his four limbs, swimming like dragons and snakes. It was the power of the 42 shackles he had broken in the 100-shackled realm.
100 shackles covered his entire body.
Like an immortal turning into a body, breaking the shackles was easy to difficult.
Human cultivators had 10 shackles on each limb. It was relatively easy to break them. Saint Lord Pravus had broken all the shackles on his four limbs. He had brought the power of the four extres to the extre.
“Sky Demon Sky Ripping Hand.”
Crack
Saint Lord Pravus’s big hand grabbed Zhang Ruochen’s sword radiance and crushed it.
Then his hand slapped toward Zhang Ruochen.
Bang
Even with the divine sword in front of him, Zhang Ruochen still retreated more than a dozen steps. His breath beca slightly chaotic.
“Such strong power,”Zhang Ruochen thought.
Seeing Saint Lord Pravus attack again, Zhang Ruochen quickly struck out with his palm. He mobilized millions of rules and activated the power of Armor of the Fire God at the sa ti.
Faced with such a powerful opponent, he obviously had to be careful and give it his all.
A Blue Dragon flew out of his palm. It grew with the wind. Its body burned with flas, causing the temperature of the entire Heaven Lake to rise sharply.
Boom
Saint Lord Pravus’s attack was fierce, but it was blocked.
“Take another palm from .”
Zhang Ruochen shouted. He released vast Saint Qi and condensed a tyrannical palm print that could destroy the sky and earth.
Boom! Boom
Zhang Ruochen and Saint Lord Pravus fought fiercely. They did nothold back and attacked with all their might.
..
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was not at a disadvantage in the fierce battle with the three powerful figures, the cultivators of Heavenly Realm all whispered to each other. They felt their hearts pounding.
Zhang Ruochen was only in the Saint King Realm. It was already so difficult to kill him.
What would happen when he broke through to the Supre Saint realm?
Akash looked into the primordial beginning temple. A cold light flashed in his eyes. “We must capture Chi Kongyue as soon as possible.”
In order to prevent any accidents, it was undoubtedly necessary to have Chi Kongyue as a trump card.
Many leaders, including Akash, entered Yuanchu Palace imdiately.
Sensing the intention of Heavenly Realm faction, the Nine-heavens Maiden and the seventy-two palace saintesses quickly protected Chi Kongyue.
Xue Wuye joined the other five heirs and walked to the front. No matter if he was strong enough or not, he would not back down.
They would not back down.
Because he had refined the heart of the sacred wood, Xue Wuye’s vitality and recovery were much stronger than the other Saint Kings.
He had been severely injured by King Fangze, but he was better now.
Akash looked at the fairy of the nine heavens, he sighed. “Why?”? The destruction of Kunlun was inevitable. No matter how much he resisted, it was useless. He had died in vain. You All saw how powerful Heavenly Realm faction was. Even if Zhang Ruochen could fight, could he break through the suppression of the disciples of the three divine halls? Could he break the siege of two Earth Masters and hundreds of top Saint King Realm Masters? He is also a human. He will be tired, exhausted, and exhausted
“Giving up resistance and returning to grez with is the wisest choice.”
Swoosh
the Nine-heavens Maiden raised her Saint Sword and pointed it at Akash, she said, “Akash, if you want to be a dog, don’t think that others want to be as well. On one hand, you say that you want to help the Kunlun, but on the other hand, you collude with the heaven’s field and intend to destroy the Kunlun. Divine Lord Jiuyao is aboveboard and unrivalled. How could he have such a despicable descendant like you?”
Warrior Saint Canglan had always been hot-tempered. She was not as graceful as Divine Scripture Maiden. She would show any emotions directly.
From the very beginning, she hated Akash. Now, she hated him even more. She wished she could tear him into pieces.
Akash did not get angry. Instead, he said with a faint smile, “A wise man trims his sail to the wind. History has always been written by the winners. As long as you can achieve your goal, who cares about what thod did you use?”
“Alright, stop resisting. I don’t want to hurt you. As long as these people from Imperial Court choose to surrender, I can co forward and save their lives.”
“Sissy, what Bullsh * t are you talking about? It stinks, it stinks! Our Master Zhang is the unbreakable backbone of Kunlun. He was powerful. Once we destroy all of them, it will be your turn to die,” said Guoguo.
A terrifying murderous aura rose in Akash’s eyes as he said, “What a sharp-tongued beast. You will never have a good ending for insulting . Do It. Except for Chi Kongyue and the Nine-heavens Maiden, leave no one alive.”
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