Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Once trapped, he would definitely be killed by the Massive Heavenly Net Formation.
The four Song siblings surrounded Zhang Ruochen. After locking down the space, the tops of the ten formation towers in the Yin and Yang Palace shone with blinding light.
The Massive Heavenly Net Formation was building up offensive power again. A terrifying aura was released, making all the Evil Way cultivators change their expressions. They put distance between them and the Song siblings and Zhang Ruochen so they wouldn’t get killed by the formations’ shockwaves.
Zhang Ruochen obviously wouldn’t be a sitting duck. He grabbed his Abyss Ancient Sword and its light magnified. He held it horizontally and hacked down on Song Xing to the east.
Whoosh!
A piercing gale sounded.
“Good, I’ve wanted to see the number one of the Saints Merits Rank.” Song Xing huffed conceitedly. He lifted his silver starry lance and went to meet Zhang Ruochen.
He thought that he didn’t have to fear Zhang Ruochen since they’d locked the space.
But the moment the two weapons touched, Song Qing’s expression changed drastically.
The power from the Abyss Ancient Sword wasn’t only heavy. It also came endlessly and he couldn’t handle it at all. There was a boom and Song Qing was tossed back like a rag.
“Third brother!”
“Third brother!”
Song Yang, Song Yue, and Song Chen were all shocked. They didn’t think that Zhang Ruochen was so aggressive. He could send Song Xing flying with just a projection?
Song Xing felt that all his organs were displaced and he was in immense pain. Blood poured out of his stomach into his mouth.
More terrifying was that Song Xing had been forced back, so the composite formation had an opening. If Zhang Ruochen escaped from the restricted space, he would be like a dragon bursting out of the sea. Who’d be able to stop him then?
Zhang Ruochen indeed had this kind of thought.
Thus, he activated the power of time and displayed the time sword technique. He charged at the Sun and Moon Star Combined Formation and tried to kill Song Xing.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a dark shadow flew past with incredible speed.
“Wang Xu.”
Zhang Ruochen sensed danger. He was forced to stop the time sword technique and strike backward with his sword.
Sword light passed by Zhang Ruochen’s head like a black wave and poured back.
Thud!
The sword and broadsword clashed.
It could be said that if Zhang Ruochen had been a shred slower, his head would’ve been cut off by Wang Xu.
“You’re still so cautious. Wanting to sneak up on you is harder than sneaking up on a Saint King.”
Wang Xu’s laugh came from behind him.
Next, an even greater force poured out of Wang Xu’s Xu Moon Blade.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes narrowed. He twisted forcefully and a dragon and phoenix’s projection appeared on his legs. He took 14 steps to the right and resolved the broadsword force.
But Wang Xu was like a shadow. He kept adding Holy Qi into his broadsword and quickly activated the First Yao complete power.
More runes were emerging on the blade. He seemed to want to activate the Second Yao complete power.
Wang Xu met eyes with Zhang Ruochen and a crazed smile appeared below his mask. “Zhang Ruochen, I didn’t have a treasure to enhance my power last time, so I lost in the fight. This time, it’s different!”
The Xu Moon Blade’s power kept strengthening. It seemed to transform into a demonic moon pressing down on Zhang Ruochen. The light flashed on Zhang Ruochen’s face.
“Ha. My abilities haven’t been at a standstill either.”
Eyes cold, Zhang Ruochen also activated his Holy Qi. It poured into the Abyss Ancient Sword and activated its runes.
Song Xing, who’d been thrown back, finally steadied himself. He quickly ate a healing pill and flew back in a streak of light before he’d fully recovered from his injuries.
He poured Holy Qi into his weapon and reformed the Sun and Moon Star Combined Formation with Song Yang, Song Yue, and Song Chen. They locked the space to prevent Zhang Ruochen from escaping.
“Right now, cut him in half.”
Zhan Yu, at the top of the Saints Merits Rank, held his Dragon-vein Gold Broadsword with one hand. Like a dragon shadow, he rushed into the formation and cut down from behind Zhang Ruochen.
Zhan Yu and Wang Xu both used the broadsword, but their ways were very different.
Wang Xu was unpredictable and tried to win with speed.
Zhan Yu was aggressive and won with power.
Both were top figures in the Saint Realm. Barely anyone under the Saint King Realm could fend them off when they were together.
When the cultivators outside the Yin and Yang Palace saw Zhan Yu attack, they involuntarily held their breath. In their opinion, Zhan Yu’s attack may really cut Zhang Ruochen in half.
Zhang Ruochen had enemies on either side. Wang Xu was restricting him from the front. Zhan Yu’s aggressive sword was behind him. He would definitely be injured greatly.
“Abyss!” Zhang Ruochen yelled at the sword.
The sword spirit emerged from the Abyss Ancient Sword. It stood on the blade and activated the nine Rules of Truth, gathering on the sword.
Instantly, the light and power radiating from the sword doubled and actually forced Wang Xu back.
Deafening elephant roars came from Zhang Ruochen’s arm. He spun quickly, waving his sword in a semicircle, and started fighting Zhan Yu behind him.
The power of 100 Saints, the elephant soul, and all of Zhang Ruochen’s own strength burst forth.
Boom!
In this clash, the shockwaves poured out violently. Sword and broadsword shadows filled the sky.
Even if Zhang Ruochen used all his might, he was still weaker than Zhan Yu. He took a small step back before resolving all the force of the Dragon-vein Gold Broadsword.
Zhang Ruochen had read about Zhan Yu before. He knew that he had the Supreme Complete Body Constitution and was skilled in an ancient physical technique. He was the pureblood descendant of a divine dragon and had refined many dragon souls, divine dragon blood, and bones into his body. He was impossibly strong.
In the aspect of strength, Zhan Yu was practically undefeatable in his realm.
While Zhang Ruochen was shocked, Zhan Yu was even more shocked. He didn’t think that someone in the same realm could compete with him in strength.
Earlier, Zhang Ruochen had also forced Wang Xu back before coming at him.
This meant that if they really were fighting against each other, Zhang Ruochen would be even stronger.
Wang Xu looked at the Abyss Ancient Sword with slight shock in his eyes. “The sword spirit actually learned the Rules of Truth. Your sword is a true treasure.”
The Rules of Truth could indeed enhance a spell, but it took time to use. In a fight between truly powerful people, an instant could determine life or death.
For example:
Zhang Ruochen spent an instant to use the Rules of Truth. Before Zhang Ruochen could cast a spell, Wang Xu could already use his terrifying speed to halve him in an instant.
The sword spirit automatically using the Rules of Truth helped give Zhang Ruochen a great advantage in battle.
Zhan Yu looked at Wang Xu. “Zhang Ruochen isn’t any slower than you. He isn’t any weaker than me. He practically has no flaws. We must work together to injure him.”
“Even though I hate working together with people, I’ll make an exception for Zhang Ruochen.”
Wang Xu honestly wasn’t confident to face Zhang Ruochen alone. He realized that Zhang Ruochen had indeed improved greatly from the last time.
More annoyingly, his sword could use Rules of Truth too.
Roar!
Twelve dragon souls broke out of Zhan Yu’s back. Each one was a Saint King. Blazing divine light shone from his skin. Faint divine power poured out, twisting with the Dragon-vein Gold Sword.
Faced with Wang Xu and Zhan Yu, Zhang Ruochen didn’t dare to be careless. He lifted the Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine and gulped it down. His Holy Qi and blood started circulating wildly.
This time, Wang Xu also had a treasure to enhance strength. It was a red ring on his right thumb. Instantly, the arm holding the broadsword more than doubled in strength.
After a slight pause, Wang Xu, Zhang Ruochen, and Zhan Yu attacked and entangled with each other.
They were too intense, so the other cultivators couldn’t join at all.
A half-step Saint King who thought he was strong saw that Wang Xu and Zhan Yu couldn’t take Zhang Ruochen down, so he rushed over to help.
But as soon as he stepped into the formation, before he could attack, he was injured greatly by three Sword Qi and five Broadsword Qi. Terrified, he fled from the formation.
Qing Liaoya had a similar level, so he was able to attack. But he discovered that Zhang Ruochen’s owl was actually studying the Massive Heavenly Net Formation and was frightened.
If that owl controlled the Massive Heavenly Net Formation, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thus, Qing Liaoya led a dozen cultivators to surround the owl and capture it.
But the owl was very crafty. It was sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Its body was sometimes huge and sometimes as small as a mosquito. It was very hard to capture and made them end up looking pathetic and sweaty.
The owl also had a dirty mouth. While escaping, it kept yelling and insulting them, cursing out all their ancestors. Qing Liaoya and the others gritted their teeth in anger, wishing they could roast and eat this owl.
Zhang Ruochen, Wang Xu, and Zhan Yu’s battle continued. It was difficult to end. They exchanged more than 1,000 blows, using all their trump cards, but they still couldn’t produce a winner.
A destructive ball of light formed in the Massive Heavenly Net Formation above Zhang Ruochen’s head. If it fell, he could be turned to dust.
But the cultivator in charge didn’t dare to move. He was afraid of accidentally killing Wang Xu and Zhan Yu.
The elites of all the major worlds outside the Yin and Yang Palace were dumbfounded.
“Zhang Ruochen is quite terrifying. Even Wang Xu and Zhan Yu together can’t take him down.” A young half-step Saint King gulped in fear.
Wang Xu wore a mask, but many cultivators recognized his broadsword and techniques, so they guessed his identity.
The Saintess of an ancient sect looked on with glittering eyes. “A powerful god’s grandson of my world once fought with Wang Xu. Wang Xu cut off his right arm with one strike. If Wang Xu hadn’t been afraid of offending a god, he probably would’ve cut off more.”
“Half a year ago, I saw with my own eyes in the merits battlefield that Zhan Yu killed a second step Saint King from Hell Field with one strike. Just one strike.”
…
Actually, everyone thought that Wang Xu and Zhan Yu together were more than enough to take Zhang Ruochen down.
Even Qiong Lin thought so.
Thus, he didn’t attack and just stood on the side of the Sun and Moon Star Combined Formation to prevent Zhang Ruochen from escaping. If Zhang Ruochen tried to break out of the formation, he’d be forced back.
But as time passed, Qiong Lin grew more and more disappointed in Wang Xu and Zhan Yu.
Thus, he looked at a couple among the Evil Way cultivators. “Sir and Lady Mu, I’m afraid you two must act now to end the battle quickly.”
