Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Supre Saint Xueqi returned to Vastsea Manor, Gu Chenzi, Supre Saint Yi Xuan, and Lord Xia Yu were already waiting outside the manor.
The mont they saw Zhang Ruochen co down from the carriage, they welcod him like a hero. Supre Saint Yi Xuan laughed loudly. “The battle on the street has made your na known all over the world. I’m afraid no one will dare to look down on our Bloodsky Clan at the Celestial-Hunting Festival.”
Many cultivators were paying attention to the battle between Zhang Ruochen, Xu, and Supre Saint Yanhong on the street. The news spread like wildfire to all the major forces in Winterpage City.
The cultivators of Bloodsky Clan who gathered around looked at Zhang Ruochen differently.
They beca respectful and fearful.
That was the look they had when facing a superior.
Zhang Ruochen’s face did not show a trace of joy. Instead, his expression was solemn. He said with a heavy heart, “Let’s talk inside.”
Gu Chenzi, Lord Xia Yu, and Supre Saint Yi Xuan saw so clues. They imdiately stopped smiling and followed Zhang Ruochen into Vastsea Manor. Then, they entered Sevenstar Imperial Palace.
They did not speak on their way to the palace. The atmosphere was heavy.
When they arrived at the main hall, Zhang Ruochen sat at the top like an emperor. He still did not speak, as if he was thinking about sothing.
Gu Chenzi asked, “What exactly happened? Is Xu and Supre Saint Yanhong’s cultivation far stronger than it looks?”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly and finally spoke, “Xu and Supre Saint Yanhong didn’t use their true bodies or their true powers. It was a sowhat tentative fight, which was hard for us to see through their strength.
“But I can roughly guess that their combat strength is higher than Lord Xia Yu’s.”
“Xu hasn’t even condensed a Grade Three Saintwill. How can he be stronger than ? I’m afraid you didn’t see how I cut off Yue Tinghai’s arm. Do you want to try?”
Lord Xia Yu snorted. She wasn’t convinced.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t seem to see Lord Xia Yu’s battle intent. “Xu has the Primodial Ghost Emperor-Level Neverwilt Physique,” he said. “He can absorb countless ghosts and beco one. “Although he only showed the tip of the iceberg of his strength when he was at the street, I can infer from so clues that he has absorbed more than 10 million ghosts into his Primodial Ghost Emperor-Level physique.
“Based on my analysis, I can tell that those ghosts he absorbed aren’t mortals. They were cultivators when they were alive.
“One million ghosts can form a Thousand-Koan Realm Ghost Emperor-Level physique. If the strength of ten Ghost Emperor-Level bodies were combined with a high-level Thousand-Koan Realm Saint Technique, even your Grade Three Saintwill wouldn’t be able to withstand it, right?”
“I’ve looked through the information on Xu. The Emperor-level Heavenly Sight that he cultivated is a high-level Thousand-Koan Realm Saint Technique. With this technique, he once heavily injured a Thousand-Koan Realm Supre Saint in the Battlefield of rits.”
Lord Xia Yu’s eyes flashed with shock. She did not expect the Primordial Ghost Emperor-Level Neverwilt Physique to be so powerful.
Gu Chenzi said, “Lord Xia Yu has just broken through to the Great Perfection of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. She did not have the ti to cultivate a high-level Thousand-Koan Realm Saint Technique. In terms of foundation, she is indeed lacking compared to Lord Xia Yu.
“However, if Xu is unable to fuse with the Grade Three Saintwill, it is only a matter of ti before Lord Xia Yu overpowers him.”
Supre Saint Yi Xuan was annoyed. “It’s all my fault. If he didn’t take away the Spring of Chaos, how could he have grown so powerful?”
Gu Chenzi was still confused. Since Zhang Ruochen was able to escape from the combined attacks of Xu and Supre Saint Yanhong, even if they were stronger than Lord Xia Yu, there was a limit to their strength.
With the strength of the Three Top Elites of Bloodsky Clan, they could fight against Xu and Supre Saint Yanhong together.
But why was Zhang Ruochen’s mood so volatile?
Zhang Ruochen said, “After breaking through the encirclent of Xu and Saint Yanhong, I t another cultivator whose cultivation far surpasses the two of them.”
“Who is it? Wu Jiang?” Gu Chenzi asked.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “No, Wu Jiang is far inferior to him. Even if the three of you join hands with , we might not be his match.”
Lord Xia Yu, Supre Saint Yi Xuan, and Gu Chenzi were all stunned.
They knew that Zhang Ruochen did not joke. Since he had said it so carefully, it must have been carefully analyzed and calculated.
Gu Chenzi analyzed the situation and said, “How is this possible? Wu Jiang is ranked fifth among cultivators who attained the Great Perfection at Hundred-Shackle Realm. The only ones stronger than him are Luo Shengtian, Yanhuang Tu, and Lan Ying.
“Although Luo Shengtian’s ranking is higher than Wu Jiang’s, the two of them have never fought before. Based on past battle records, even if Luo Shengtian was stronger than Wu Jiang, he wouldn’t be much stronger. “Moreover, if he wanted to test you, he had already made his move on Arena of Life and Death. He wouldn’t have waited until now.
“Yan Huangtu, who is ranked third, rarely makes a move in public. His latest battle record goes back to 120 years ago. It’s impossible to judge his current strength.
“However, since you went to Jianyin District, you must have fought with Yan Wushen before and tested each other’s strength. Logically speaking, there is no point for Yan Huangtu to make a move anymore. So he should not be the one.
“So most likely, that cultivator should be Lan Ying, the Divine Fetus.
“There are too many rumors regarding Lan Ying. Any cultivator at the sa realm would feel fear towards him. He is an opponent that is almost impossible to defeat.
“I once saw Lan Ying. At that ti, we were both Saint Kings and were on the verge of breaking through to the Supre Saint realm. I was also considered a top elite. I was pretty conceited and never thought that anyone in the sa cultivation rank could defeat .
“However, Lan Ying left a deep impression on that ti. He killed a Supre Saint, who was on par with , with a single sword strike. It was clean and neat. It was as if he was the embodint of slaughter.
“At that ti, I thought that even if six of joined hands, I wouldn’t be able to block the six swords on his back.
“If there really was an opponent that even the Three Top Elites of Bloodsky Clan couldn’t defeat, then it could only be Yan Huangtu or Lan Ying. Among them, the possibility of Lan Ying is higher.”
Lord Xia Yu revealed a cold expression, he said, “At that ti, Lan Ying must have borrowed external forces. During the Celestial-Hunting Festival, Lan Ying cannot borrow external forces, and he can only use one weapon, so his advantage will be greatly weakened.
“I don’t believe that with your current cultivation, you would be killed instantly by him.”
Supre Saint Yi Xuan said, “That’s right. With our current cultivation, no living being below the Thousand-Koan Realm can defeat the three of us by themselves.
“Only Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen might be able to do it in the future.
“I guess Zhang Ruochen t a Thousand-Koan Realm attendee.
Zhang Ruochen had looked through the information of Lan Ying. He was sure that Lan Ying had never practiced the Path of Oblivion, so it was impossible for Lan Ying to be that person.
As for the Thousand-Koan Realm attendee...
Zhang Ruochen had made the sa guess, but he ruled it out.
The guests of the Thousand-Koan Realm could not participate in the Celestial Hunting. There was no need for them to test Zhang Ruochen’s strength. Moreover, before the black figure left, he said, “The so-called Yuanhui level genius is nothing more than this.”
From this, one could infer the character of this person:
He was very confident and competitive. He valued fa and fortune. He was jealous, dissatisfied, and disdainful of Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, who were called “Yuanhui level” geniuses.
If he was really a Thousand-Koan Realm Supre Saint, he wouldn’t be proud even if he chopped off a strand of Zhang Ruochen’s hair.
After all, the difference between Hundred-Shackle Realm and Thousand-Koan Realm was too big. Many Thousand-Koan Realm Supre Saints had such strength.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Have you forgotten that there’s a mysterious existence ranked first among the cultivators with Great Perfection attainnt at Hundred-Shackle Realm?”
Gu Chenzi frowned and said, “The ranking of the Hundred-Shackle Realm cultivators, who achieved Great Perfection, was compiled by Realm of Star Ocean. At the beginning, it only included 47 Supre Saints. As so hidden powerful figures were revealed, it has now expanded to 58.”
“However, the ranking of the top ten has never changed. It tells us their strength is definitely far superior to other Supre Saints who have reached the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm.”
“Among them, the most puzzling one is the person who is ranked first. There is only one word written on the list, Que.”
“At the beginning, everyone thought that his na was Que.
“However, so deities have tried to probe this person, but they get nothing.
“Therefore, everyone thought that Realm of Star Ocean deliberately left the first place for you or Yan Wushen.
“After all, you two are too powerful. Once you reach the Great Perfection of the Hundred-Shackle Realm, you will definitely be the first.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Even the deities couldn’t figure him out?”
“This is absolutely true,” Gu Chenzi said.
Zhang Ruochen said, “If he is a Master of Oblivion, he can already control the power of Oblivion perfectly. Can the deities figure him out?”
“This...” Gu Chenzi didn’t know how to answer.
Any cultivator had a respectful attitude toward the power of Oblivion.
There were too few beings practicing Oblivion; it was too rare. Because of this rare and unknown, all cultivators were in awe and didn’t know how to deal with it.
For example, if there would only be one cultivator practicing the Path of Ti existed in one Yuanhui, other cultivators would not know how to deal with the power of Ti and didn’t have a way to resist such an attack. Then, they would be filled with respect for a Master of Ti. But in reality, although few cultivators were cultivating the Path of Ti, it wasn’t rare. Moreover, one or two Masters of Ti could be born in every era. Hence, after studying the Path of Ti more, other cultivators would know how to resist and deal with it, so their respect for it also beca lesser.
Lord Xia Yu said, “If he is a Master of Oblivion — even the deities can’t predict anything about him, then how does Realm of Star Ocean know Him?”
“What if he is a cultivator trained by Realm of Star Ocean or the Fane of Destiny?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
“It’s not impossible.”
Gu Chenzi’s expression also beca serious. He said again, “The power of Oblivion may not be able to resist the deities’ probe all the ti. However, if it’s the Fane of Destiny who hides everything about a cultivator, no matter how powerful the deities are, they can’t predict or probe anything about him.”
“Que will be the biggest variable in this Celestial-Hunting Festival,” Zhang Ruochen said.
He had a clear feeling that the black figure was hostile to him.
In the following ti, Zhang Ruochen turned on Sundial again. He tried his best to refine the wine power of the Twelve Blossoms and break the first Shackle.
He used the Path of Truth and found that the first Shackle was on his right arm.
Before he drank the Twelve Blossoms, Zhang Ruochen had taken a Fugue pill. He tried dozens of tis, but failed.
He practiced in Sundial for about a year before completely absorbing the Twelve Blossoms’ wine power.
He took another Fugue pill, but he still did not break the first Shackle. What was better than before was that the Shackle that had not reacted previously shook slightly.
It was a good start!
‘Next, I have to grind them slowly. Iron rods can be ground into needles. I don’t believe that I can’t break a shackle,’ Zhang Ruochen thought.
Under everyone’s expectations, the seventh day of the fifth month finally arrived.
The Celestial-Hunting Festival was a grand ceremony that made all Infernal Court cultivators rejoice no matter where they were. Cultivators of all clans attending the festival beca a favorite conversation topic among all Infernal Court cultivators. They placed their hopes on the attendees representing the honor of all the big forces.
The representatives from Bloodsky Clan — 50 Supre Saints and 50 Saint Kings — had already gathered together and were ready to go. They were full of vigor.
So rode on Supre Sain savage beasts, followed by dozens of Saint Slaves. They wore Regal-level armor, and their capes fluttered in the wind.
So rode on Regal-level war chariots. Beside them were four beautiful female cultivators on their Sainthood.
...
Each of the guests was quite high-profile. They showed their most majestic, wealthy, and powerful side. They were high-spirited and ambitious. They wanted to compete with other forces in terms of imposing manner.
At this mont, Sevenstar Imperial Palace had beco the size of a normal palace. It was carried out of Vastsea Manor by 18 Ghost Kings who had survived six tribulations.
All the cultivators of Bloodsky Clan were imdiately outclassed.
“Th-That is Sevenstar Imperial Palace. It’s the palace where Wargod Bloodximius once lived. Did you see that figure sitting in the grand hall? It’s Zhang Ruochen.”
“My God! Wargod Bloodximius actually passed Sevenstar Imperial Palace to Zhang Ruochen. Is he the heir of the Xue Jue Family?”
...
All the cultivators of Bloodsky Clan were in an uproar.
Not many cultivators knew that Zhang Ruochen had beco the owner of Sevenstar Imperial Palace. Those who knew did not publicize it. That was why it caused such a huge shock.
The next mont, Shentu Yunkong and Gaunt, who had been subdued, walked out of Sevenstar Imperial Palace one after another. They stood on both sides of the palace gate and wore guard armor.
Zhou Zhen’s status was slightly higher than theirs. However, he could only wear plain clothes and stand outside the palace.
In the hall, Lian Xi and Moyin were like two handmaidens. One was as beautiful as a fairy, while the other was as seductive as a demonic concubine.
“It’s one thing for 18 ghost kings — who passed six tribulations — to carry them, but they intimidate others with five Supre Saints. So are guards, and so are handmaidens. Aren’t they afraid of being beaten to death by envious cultivators from other forces?” Supre Saint Yi Xuan was envious at the sa ti.
Although Zhang Ruochen was sighted sitting in Sevenstar Imperial Palace, his consciousness entered the deity world of Wargod BloodXimius.
Wargod BloodXimius said, “The Immortal Vampire deities have agreed to let you take control of the Supre Artifact. However, they have two conditions.
“First, you must make Immortal Vampires one of the top five in Celestial-Hunting Festival.
“Second, you must help Lady Wind get the position of Scioness.”
“If you failed to achieve any, then Bloodsky Clan will bear all the responsibility. No matter what the result of the Celestial-Hunting Festival is, they will automatically be ranked last among the major ten clans and get the least resources.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Their two conditions are too harsh.”
“But I have already agreed,” said Wargod BloodXimius.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes beca piercing. He held his breath for a mont and then said with a firr determination, “I will definitely complete these two missions. I will never let Bloodsky Clan bear all of this.”
“You don’t need to achieve both. You only need to complete one mission to reach your goal.. Comparatively, the second condition they put forward is easier to complete,” said Wargod BloodXimius.
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