Boom!!
While Teng Gu was in a trance, a golden thunderbolt appeared and brutally smashed into him. At that moment, Teng Gu was already severely weakened, so how could he withstand the golden lightning?
Baaam!!
Teng Gu’s back exploded immediately, and his fleshy wings were reduced to ash, revealing thick, white bones.
For a moment, a large amount of Yang-tinged lightning power surged into Teng Gu’s body.
Teng Gu’s body was fulled of Demonic Qi and was most aversed to Yang energies. His body instantly became paralyzed, and he was unable to move.
With a turn of his hand, Zhang Ruochen took out a Saint Binding Rope and bound Teng Gu up.
“To think… I lost so thoroughly.” Teng Gu’s face was ashen, unable to accept this reality.
Up to this moment, Teng Gu had to admit he was too arrogant and thought he could kill Zhang Ruochen, and make a great contribution. For him to end up like this, it was totally his own doing.
Just as Zhang Ruochen took care of Teng Gu, Luo Yu saw the situation turning for the worst as she ignored the others and took out a talisman and stuck it on her body as she fled as quickly as she could.
“Hmm? She sure ran fast.”
Luo Yu was no longer there, and Zhang Ruochen sighed inwardly but did not chase after her.
Turning his eyes around, Zhang Ruochen looked at the hundreds of Black Demon Realm Saint Kings that had been severely injured, and casually stretch his hand out, and all of them were frozen in place.
Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen took the Exquisite Dimensional Orb and sent Teng Gu, as well as the hundreds of Saint Kings, into it.
With his spiritual power flowing, the Thunder God Reverend transformed into lightning and fused into Zhang Ruochen’s body.
It was the first time he had used a newly cultivated lightning spell, and the effects were undoubtedly satisfactory to Zhang Ruochen.
“I need to focus more on the cultivation of my spells in the future,” Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
Now that he had cultivated his spiritual power to the top level, he naturally could not just use it as a window dressing.
It was just that high-level spells were even rarer than high-level Saint Arts. Otherwise, with Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power, why would he not cultivate powerful lightning-element spells?
“Zhang Ruochen, not bad. Even I never thought that you would have this trick up your sleeves.”
Blackie appeared out of thin air as he looked at Zhang Ruochen in surprise.
For such a big commotion to be kicked up at the Ancient Snow Mountain, how could not it be startled?
After glancing, Blackie looked at Mu Lingxi and said, “You really brought that Lingxi lass back. Where’s your cousin sister? Where did she go?”
“Lanyou needed to cultivate for a while in the Endless Abyss, and did not come back with us for the time being,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Blackie did not ask them about what they had encountered in the Endless Abyss for the time being because there were more pressing matters to deal with. “Why this time? The Black Demon Realm is being serious this time, and it has sent out many powerhouses. If not for my interlocking Ninth-Rank formations, the Sect of the Blood God would have already been breached long ago.”
“The Black Demon Realm had suffered a great loss of face, and almost being reduced to a laughing stock, so vengeance is inevitable.” Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm, as he had expected this to happen, so he had rushed back.
After a moment of contemplation, Blackie continued. “Aside from the Black Demon Realm, I also faintly perceived the aura of Immortal Vampires.”
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen’s eyes narrowed, as he demurred.
The appearance of the Immortal Vampires, aside from targeting him, was also probably aimed at the treasures the Blood God had left behind.
To be honest, Zhang Ruochen was curious. What did the Blood God leave behind for the Immortal Vampire to care so much about it?
Without lingering, Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi followed Blackie through the protective formation and appeared inside the sect grounds.
With another major crisis looming upon the Sect of the Blood God, all of the sect members had long gathered at Yingzhu Peak.
Blackie had already repaired much of the divine marks on Yingzhu Peak, and had the same time re-arranged the formation, causing it to be extremely sturdy, and no one would be able to break in easily.
“Junior brother, you’re back. Thank goodness you’re fine.”
Upon seeing Zhang Ruochen, Bao Lie immediately came over with a bear hug.
When Zhang Ruochen went into the Endless Abyss for the past twenty days, they were all very worried as they had no idea what the Blood Empress was thinking.
Jin Yu looked at Mu Lingxi beside Zhang Ruochen and could not help but ask. “Junior Brother, why am I not seeing Lanyou?”
“The second level of the Endless Abyss has an opportunity that belonged to Lanyou. She did not want to miss it so she decided to stay there for the time being.” Zhang Ruochen smiled and said.
Elder Yuanxing came over and asked worriedly. “Grand Master, why did the Supreme Elder did not come back with you?”
At this moment, the top echelon of the Sect of the Blood God also turned their attention to Zhang Ruochen, wanting to know news about Yan Liren.
When Yan Liren suddenly appeared earlier and took Mu Lingxi away, it had caused everyone in the Sect of the Blood God to be very agitated.
To the Sect of the Blood God, Yan Liren was equivalent to a pillar that kept it upright. He was of extraordinary significance.
If Yan Liren was still in the Sect of the Blood God, Elder Yuanshen and the others would not have to worry about the Black Demon Realm’s invasion at all.
With Yan Liren’s strength, and the ancient Supreme Sacred Artifact, the Blood God’s Swordbreaker, who can even match him in combat?
Although Zhang Ruochen was very strong, but in the eyes of the Sect of the Blood God’s top echelon, there was still a big gap between him and Yan Liren.
Zhang Ruochen naturally knew what Elder Yuanxing and the others were thinking, and said after some contemplation. “The Supreme Elder had already broken through to Supreme Sainthood, and could no longer appear in Kunlun Realm at will.”
“Yan Liren had only just taken junior sister away earlier. How did he break through so quickly?” Bao Lie had a look of surprise.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and said. “The Supreme Elder you saw earlier on was not his real body…”
Zhang Ruochen then roughly explained the specifics to everyone.
“It’s just a cocoon left behind after his metamorphosis, yet it’s still that terrifying. As expected of the Tenth Emperor back in the day,” Jin Yu could not help but exclaim.
Before Yan Liren took Mu Lingxi away, Jin Yu had exchanged palm strikes with him and truly felt how tyrannical his power was.
For a while, Elder Yuanxing and the others showed looks of disappointment.
Yan Liren’s attainment of Supreme Sainthood according to his wish and his escape from the Blood Empress’ clutches were worth celebrating. However, now that he could no longer return to the Sect of the Blood God, how should they deal with this catastrophe?
Seeing how Elder Yuanxing and the rest looked, Zhang Ruochen said, “Although the Supreme Elder cannot come back, with me around, the Black Demon Realm’s schemes will not be allowed to succeed.”
“Junior brother, do you have any plans?” Jin Yu asked.
Zhang Ruochen said. “Yes, I do have some ideas, and I might need to trouble you all later on.”
“Junior brother, what nonsense are you spouting? If there is any need, just tell us, the senior brothers.” Bao Lie patted his chest.
There was a series of glints in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes as he said, “I need to make some preparations. Blackie, hold the fort for a moment and don’t let the Black Demon Realm breach the parameter.”
“With me in charge, worry not. Just those Black Demon Realm whelps alone, they are a long way from breaking my formation.” Blackie said with supreme confidence.
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and disappeared into thin air instantly. No one knew what kind of preparation he was going to make.
With nothing else to do for the time being, the others could only be on full guard, ready to strike at any time.
Unless forced to as a last resort, they would never give the Sect of the Blood God up.
Outside the Sect of the Blood God, the various people of the Black Demon Realm had already gathered together to avoid being defeated in detail by Zhang Ruochen.
After all, Zhang Ruochen could easily destroy a column, and that mean if the others were to run into him, their fate would not be much better. In short, there was no harm in being cautious.
Inside a pitch-black palace, many top powerhouses were gathered there, including Luo Yu who had just escaped from Zhang Ruochen.
“To think that you’re the only one to manage to escape, is Zhang Ruochen really that strong?”
A Black Demon Realm powerhouse frowned and asked.
The person was covered in scales, and had two gray-black horns on his forehead, looking nowhere like a human.
His name was Zuo Li, and he cultivated the Demonic Frenzied Dragon Portrait. He was the wildest and most unruly, but he was also extremely strong, surpassing both Teng Gu and Luo Yu.
Luo Yu’s face looked a little pale as she sighed. “Compared with that time during battle of Peacock Manor, Zhang Ruochen’s strength has increased greatly again. More importantly, his spiritual power is extremely powerful. I have never seen anyone unleash such devastating lightning-element spells before. Teng Gu’s demonic exercises were completely suppressed.”
Just a single thunderbolt was enough to unravel their battle formation, and when she recalled the scene, Luo Yu felt fear for a good while.
“Spiritual power? Zhang Ruochen did not use any martial saint arts against you?” Zuo Li was surprised.
Luo Yu said. “Zhang Ruochen did perform some martial saint arts, but he defeated us using a lightning spell.”
Hearing this, the expression of many of the powerhouses in the hall changed, finding it unbelievable.
Neither Teng Gu nor Luo Yu was weak, and their cooperation was flawless. Even those who were stronger than them might not be able to fight them off.
“No wonder the Heavenly Realm sees Zhang Ruochen as a potential foe. This boy is really scary.” A powerhouse in black robes said solemnly.
The person’s figure was slightly thin, and his eyes were cold as well as sharp. They exuded an extremely domineering murderous aura. The Demonic Qi behind him roiled, and a razor-sharp demonic saber loomed nearby.
His name was Xiao Wuchang, and he cultivated the Demonic Blade Draw Portrait.
This person was considered a legend. Back in the Black Demon Realm, he was not that famous, far less so than Shi Lingkun who had also cultivated the Demonic Blade Draw Portrait.
However, after coming to the Kunlun Realm, Xiao Wuchang had suddenly skyrocketed and taken Shi Lingkun’s position in a single leap.
The reason was that Xiao Wuchang had obtained a great opportunity, and had found the true imprint of the Demonic Blade Draw Portrait inside a secret place, gaining many benefits ordinary people could have never imagined.
When Xiao Wuchang walked out of that secret place, his cultivation level had miraculously gone from an Eight-Step Saint King to a Nine-Step Saint King of the Precept Dominion realm.
More importantly, Xiao Wuchang’s strength was extremely strong, and not one of the Black Demon Realm’s Precept Dominion cultivators were his match.
In this regard, many Black Demon Realm cultivators could only envy Xiao Wuchang’s good fortune.
There was no need to think, Xiao Wuchang’s massive transformation must have been related to the true imprints of the Demonic Blade Draw Portrait.
There was no doubt that there was a huge difference between comprehending the real imprint and the rubbed imprint.
“Zhang Ruochen coming out from the Endless Abyss at this moment is indeed troublesome, and that three Ninth-Rank Formation that is enveloping the Sect of the Blood God is also difficult to break. What should we do now?” an old crone said solemnly.
The old crone looked very gray, her skin was dry like tree bark, her aura dull and dreary, as if she would keel over at any moment.
Yet, none of the Black Demon Realm elites present dared to look down on this old crone.
The old crone was named Crone Yinfan, she was originally the number one beauty of Black Demon Realm, and the reason she became like this was due to her cultivation of demonic exercises.
Crone Yinfan was notoriously cruel, and even in the Black Demon Realm, scant few people dared to provoke her.
Zuo Li pondered for a moment and said, “Zhang Ruochen is a real unknown variable. I’m afraid none of us can be sure that we can take him down. So, for the time being, its best to say still, and wait until Senior Brother Mo Sheng arrives.”
Hearing this, the people inside the hall could not help but nod slightly. With Teng Gu being the precedent, no one wanted to take Zhang Ruochen on head-on.
“Hmph, the Immortal Vampire sure knows how to scheme, deliberately revealing some information to us and get us to attack the Sect of the Blood God for them to reap the profits later.” Crone Yinfan snorted.
Zuo Li smiled and said. “It won’t so easy. With Senior Brother Mo Sheng around, how would he allow them to take advantage of that?”
Speaking of Mo Sheng, a look of awe appeared in the eyes of the many powerhouses inside the hall.
There were many powerhouses in the Black Demon Realm, but the only one who can enter the second level beneath a Supreme Saint was Mo Sheng.
One needed to know, to enter the second level beneath a Supreme Saint, one had to be able to mobilize the Precepts of Heaven and Earth within eight thousand miles. This was something that weaker Neverwither Supreme Saints would find difficult to achieve.
However, anyone who could reach this level normally had the ability to defeat ordinary Neverwither Supreme Saints. Once they broke through to the realm of a Neverwither Supreme Saint, they would instantly become the top-level elite of their realm.
If that were not the case, there would not be so many people who would choose to stay in the Path’s Anterior realm for so long. All they were doing was to build an even stronger foundation so that they can go even further in the future.
Immediately, the Black Demon Realm stopped their offensive and made various preparations in secret. As soon as Mo Sheng arrives, they will attack in force and annihilate the Sect of the Blood God.
As a result, that allowed Blackie a breather as trying to control all three Ninth-Rank Formations was not easy.
Suddenly, a violent commotion at the Merit Sub-Terminal closest to the Sect of the Blood.
“Awooooo!”
Following a ferocious wolf howl, a black wolf covered in blood walked out of the Merit Sub-Terminal.
The black wolf exuded a menacing and power aura, comparable to a Precept Dominion elite.
It had two terrifying bloodied pupils, and any weak persons who meets it in the eye risks having their souls forcibly sucked away.
A man with gray hair was sitting on the black wolf’s back. He looked very young, in his early twenties or so, and he bore a handsome face. His armor was bloodied as he radiated an extremely cold aura, and his body was wrapped in a deathly Qi. It was as if he had just returned from hell.
The gray-haired man’s eyes were cold without any trace of emotions. The warblade in his hand was still dripping with blood as his entire person gave off an extremely terrifying murderous aura. It inspired fear in everyone.
“Sect of the Blood God,” the gray-haired man muttered to himself as a cold light appeared in his eyes as he gazed at the white snowy region in the distance.
The next moment, the black wolf rose into the air, carrying the gray-haired man as they rode across the air and rushed towards the Sect of the Blood God at top speed.
It was not until the gray-haired man left that someone walked out of the Merit Sub-Terminal.
At this moment, four people lay on the ground inside the Sub-Terminal, their eyes full of horror. Their bodies were still warm but there were no longer any life signs.
Looking at the four people who had collapsed onto the ground, those present could not help but gasp.
All four of them had their souls devoured in an instant because they were glanced at by the black wolf, leaving only an empty husk of a body, which was just wretched.
“What a terrible Bloodeye Demon Wolf. That person on its back must be the leader of the Black Demon Realm, Mo Sheng.”
“Not long ago, there were many top-level elites from the Black Demon Realm rushing towards the Sect of the Blood God, and I totally did not expect Mo Sheng to show up here as well.”
“Mo Sheng is a brutal person. That Blade of the Voracious Wolf of his had devoured the flesh of who knows how many Ashuran powerhouses, and even ferocious First-Level Princes had three of them perishing beneath his blade.
“It seems like the Sect of the Blood God is in big trouble. Even if Zhang Ruochen were to come to personally defend the sect, he may not be able to hold the place.”
“Don’t look down on Zhang Ruochen. Perhaps even Mo Sheng will fall in his hands.”
“That’s impossible. Mo Sheng is no newcomer like Shang Ziyan. He is one of those of the same generation as the Ten Divine Scions of the Fane of Truth and the Four Heavenly Kings of the Celestial Court, and is now one of the top figures of the Kunlun Realm’s Battlefield of Merit.”
