Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
There had been a dozen Saints in Mo You Valley, including the survivors of the Blue Dragon Dynasty and the disciples of the Hierarch Madame.
However, suppressed by the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map and Administrator Print, the dozen Saints and many Half-Saints were all turned to dust. None of them survived.
It was too tragic!
Usually, a Saint dying was a big event. Countless cultivators would mourn for him. However, dozens of Saints had died in the chaos of the Black Market’s headquarters and Blood God Sect. One could imagine just how intense this storm was. It could shock the entire world and the chain effect was unpredictable.
After all, each Saint had a large force behind him. The death of each Saint would disrupt the force.
This battle gave the Saints of the Blood God Sect a new understanding of Gu Linfeng. This Deity was too courageous and resolute. He dared to get involved in the fight between the Art Saint and the Hierarch Madame, and even played a critical role.
Who still dared to say that Gu Linfeng was only a timid junior?
Who still dared to say that Gu Linfeng wasn’t qualified to become the next Hierarch?
A Saint who once disliked Gu Linfeng now lamented, “Perhaps…Gu Linfeng really can bring hope to the Blood God Sect. In the future, we might be able to rise up again.”
“Was the Hierarch Madame truly killed?”
“She should be dead already. No matter how advanced her cultivation is, she can’t take both the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map and Administrator Print’s attack.
Some of the Saints looked toward the broken earth. They didn’t lower their guards, thinking that the Hierarch Madame couldn’t have died so easily.
Lan Caiye and Yao Sheng of the Nether Heavenly Palace looked at the flattened Mo You Valley and the burning saintly blood. They also thought that the Hierarch Madame had already died.
“Leave immediately. We cannot stay here.”
Lan Caiye and Yao Sheng didn’t dare to stay there. They both cast escape spells, unleashing meteorite-like speed and fled in different directions.
Chu Siyuan stood in the air. Sensing that Lan Caiye and Yao Sheng wanted to escape, his eyes darkened. He raised his right hand.
The Holy Qi that flooded from his palm swept up the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map. The scroll opened completely, releasing seven-colored light. The seven worlds were shown again. They lined up and formed a hovering tower. It flew and quickly caught up to Lan Caiye.
“No, I cultivated for 300 years. I will not die today…”
Lan Caiye clenched his teeth. The water and fire dragon pearls flew out of her hands and rushed into the air.
The two dragon pearls were blue and red, cold and hot. They spun quickly, forming a 30-mile-long circular print. It sucked over all the Spiritual Qi.
However, this was to no avail before the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map. The seven worlds pressed down with destructive force and broke the circular print formed by the two pearls.
Thud, thud.
Two booms sounded afterward.
The two pearls were like Thousand-pattern Saint Weapons. They exploded and were turned to powder. Blazing heat and icy cold were released, scorching 100 miles of land while sealing another 100 miles in ice.
Lan Caiye used a God-connecting Spell to release ten times the cultivation power. He pushed his arms up, but it only lasted for a moment.
The next moment, tiny cracks snaked through his body like it was made out of porcelain.
Boom.
Lan Caiye’s physical body and saintly soul were both destroyed.
Yet another Heaven Pass Realm Saint had died. All the Blood God Sect cultivators present felt suffocated. They couldn’t imagine just how terrifying Chu Siyuan’s power was.
Old Chu can’t have passed the Saint Realm and become a Spiritual Saint King, right? Zhang Ruochen thought.
After all, Saint Kings were definitely the kings of Kunlun’s Field. They’d all lived for close to 1,000 years. Even Saints might not be able to see traces of them.
Even Sword Saint Xuanji, Jiuyou, and Zangyue—the three major Sword Saints of the eastern region—were only Saints. They were already the strongest figures of the eastern region, not counting the underground figures.
At first, Zhang Ruochen had only thought that Chu Siyuan was in the eighth realm of the Saint Realm, like the three Sword Saints. Now, it seemed that he was in an even higher level.
Of course, it was possible that he hadn’t reached the Saint King Realm yet, but he was able to release this destructive force by using the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map.
The difference in cultivation was too large. Zhang Ruochen couldn’t distinguish Chu Siyuan and the Hierarch Madame’s cultivations at all. He could only guess.
In the other end, the lord and sub-lords of the Earth Heavenly Palace went after the fleeing Yao Sheng. They vanished off the end of the horizon.
“Is it all over?”
Elder Yuan Zhou let out a relieved breath. He sat down with some exhaustion. Taking a healing pill, he activated Holy Qi to refine the medical properties of the pill.
Suddenly, his brows arched. His eyes opened again and he uttered, “No.”
He wasn’t the only one who sensed danger. All the Saints present felt a horrifying energy wave surge out of the ground. Even the Saints felt fear from the power. It was even stronger than from Chu Siyuan’s duel with the Hierarch Madame.
Kaboom.
Scalding lava spewed out of the broken earth, accompanied by black smoke and hundreds of red sparks. It was like a dormant volcano that suddenly came back to life.
Zhang Ruochen inhaled sharply. He felt the strong Qi attack and flew backward uncontrolled.
“Is she…not dead?”
As he flew back, Zhang Ruochen opened his Heavenly Eyes and looked toward the spewing lava. He saw a beautiful woman clad in a red robe standing at the top of the volcano, at the heart of the dust and lightning.
She had four pairs of red feathery wings, different from the flesh wings of the Immortal Vampires but very similar. Her black hair was now hundreds of thousands of feet long. It floated in the air, each strand flowing with saintly light.
One strand flew toward a nearby mountain. The peak was chopped off, collapsing with a boom.
She didn’t die. She’s even more terrifying now.
Zhang Ruochen saw her features clearly. She looked as beautiful as a fairy but also demonic. It was Qiu Yichi, the Hierarch Madame.
All the Saints of the Blood God Sect gaped.
Next, they felt a burst of icy strength. As if falling into an icy valley, they trembled all over. Their limbs couldn’t help but shake.
Chu Siyuan held the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map. His entire body tensed and he held his breath. “Just what state have you reached?”
The Hierarch Madame stepped in the air and walked out of the black smoke. Hundreds of lightning bolts streaked on her body. “If you all didn’t force me,” she said coolly, “I wouldn’t have had a breakthrough so quickly.”
In that moment, Zhang Ruochen finally confirmed something. Just then, the Hierarch Madame had broken through the barrier and reached the Saint King Realm.
She was a king among Saints.
Suffering from the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map with the Administrator Print, the Hierarch madame had many injuries. Some of them were fatal to the typical cultivator. But now, her wounds were quickly healing.
Her energy waves kept increasing and strengthening.
Chu Siyuan knew that he wasn’t her match. He looked toward Zhang Ruochen, clearly asking if he had any Saint Realm Blood Repression Runes.
They could only have a chance if they used a Saint Realm Blood Repression Rune.
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Chu Siyuan’s expression turned even more bitter than Zhang Ruochen, but he quickly recovered his will.
Extremely strong Spiritual Power flooded out of Chu Siyuan’s body and into the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map.
“I will stop her. Yue Shuzi, take the boy and escape immediately. Get as far as possible.”
Chu Siyuan’s expression was resolute. After giving this command, he strode forward and took the initiative to attack the Hierarch Madame.
The Saints of the Blood God Sect also knew that Chu Siyuan was prepared to risk his life with Hierarch Madame to give everyone time to escape.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Sounds of wind came one after another. All the cultivators used their fastest speed to whizz off in all directions.
This way, no matter how strong the Hierarch Madame, she couldn’t kill everyone.
The Hierarch Madame stared at Chu Siyuan across from her. Her lips curled up into a both cruel yet attractive smile. “I am now a king among the Saints. What can you do to me?”
She reached out a slender finger and pressed forward. It was only a finger, but it carried unmatchable penetrative force.
“Seven lives and seven deaths, seven worlds.”
Chu Siyuan spat a mouthful of blood onto the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map. The seven worlds appeared again. They were more solid and majestic than before, shining with blood-red light.
However, the Hierarch Madame’s finger passed through them easily, hitting Chu Siyuan’s chest.
Poof, poof.
Even though Chu Siyuan’s body was wrapped in the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map, his chest was still stabbed through. His entire body caved in. Blood flowed out of him, dyeing the scroll red.
Yue Shuzi’s eyes were bloodshot. Flames of anger burned in him, but he controlled himself. He hurried to Zhang Ruochen’s side and grabbed his left shoulder. “Come with me.”
“Wait.”
Zhang Ruochen took out a ratty rune scroll. Holding it, he activated his Holy Qi and inserted it. The scroll was like a scrap of paper. One would worry about accidentally tearing it.
“What are you doing now? Don’t you know that my Master may die at any time, just to help us have a chance to escape?”
Yue Shuzi was frustrated. He ignored Zhang Ruochen and prepared to drag him away forcefully.
Whoosh!
Just then, specks of red light emerged from Zhang Ruochen’s rune scroll. They were like fire but also like small spatters of blood.
