Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Around 300 feet away from the saint mansion, two tiny dots were walking forward. If one was closer, one would realize that the two dots were people shining with divine light. They were Fang Yi and Sword Master Dongliu.
They were too small compared to the saint mansion, so they looked like dots.
Fang Yi and Sword Saint Dongliu’s expressions were somber. Every step that they took would create dense patterns under their feet.
Right then, they took a rune scroll out of their bags and hit it toward the ground.
Following an explosion, the patterns all cracked and disappeared.
Then the two continued forward.
They used countless scrolls and finally, Fang Yi and Sword Master Dongliu were approaching the saint mansion. Even with their mindsets, they still couldn’t contain their excitement.
The rules emperor weapon.
Once they received it, it would mean that they could create large amounts of Ning True Saint Dew and become the richest Saints. Even more, they would have a higher chance of reaching the Supreme Saint Realm. It would take less time and they could surpass others their age.
With the rules emperor weapon, their status in the Heaven World would improve too.
Argh!
Kaboom.
Suddenly, the air in the cave shook. It was accompanied by roaring dragons and the sound of wheels turning.
“What’s happening?”
Fang Yi turned to look. He saw a brilliant war chariot pulled by nine dragons. It rushed out of the darkness.
Both the chariot and the nine dragons radiated with extremely strong auras that even made the air tremble.
“Zhang…Ruochen…”
Fang Yi was taken aback. Then fury flashed past his eyes.
Mad Man stood on one of the dragon skeletons of the Golden Dragon Carriage. “Brother Fang, Brother Dongliu, long time no see. How about you give us this saint mansion?”
Give you?
Fang Yi and Sword Master Dongliu had spent great effort to undo the formations outside the saint mansion. Why should they hand it over?
Sword Master Dongliu was quite composed. “The top figures of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field are here. They can take care of these people. Let’s try to take the saint mansion.”
Fang Yi issued an order to the strong figures outside the saint mansion. “Kill these two.”
At least ten Saints started moving. Some attacked the Golden Dragon Carriage from afar with saint spells and weapons. Others charged over directly.
The ones who didn’t participate released their Spiritual Power, putting up their guards.
Since Zhang Ruochen and Mad Man appeared, it was possible that other strong figures were hiding too.
A 30-meter-long fish-shaped Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon unleashed complete force and crashed against the Golden Dragon Carriage.
Rings of golden light instantly flooded out of the carriage. A dozen dragons flew out, forcing the purple fish back.
“Such a powerful carriage. I wonder what type of Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon it is.”
Mad Man was quite shocked. He knew that Zhang Ruochen’s chariot was very advanced. Otherwise, it couldn’t force back a Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon at full power so easily.
They were both Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons, but they still had a great difference in power.
Weapons with 10,000 to 20,000 patterns were known as First-Yao Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons. Their complete power could form one ring of saintly halo.
Weapons with 20,000 to 30,000 patterns were known as Second-Yao Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons. Their complete power could form two rings.
The more patterns a weapon had, the higher the grade and the stronger it was.
Of course, for Absolute Saints and half-step Saint Kings, Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons were mostly used for intimidation. Even with their saintly powers, they could only sustain the complete activation of a First-Yao weapon once or twice.
Only top figures with a complete body constitution like Fang Yi and Sword Master Dongliu had wider Sea of Qi than other Saints. They could activate a First-Yao weapon completely multiple times.
Second-Yao weapons needed even more saintly power. Even a Saint with complete body constitution was far from able to activate it completely before reaching the Saint King Realm.
Thus, even if the Golden Dragon Carriage was a Nine-Yao weapon, it only had one halo now. The power that it unleashed was far from a Second-Yao weapon’s complete power.
The Golden Dragon Carriage powerfully broke through three Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons and four spells. It charged toward the saint mansion.
“Break!”
A half-transparent water tribe half-step Saint King rushed out to stop the Golden Dragon Carriage. He activated the water Rules of Saintly Way. A silver river hovered above his hand.
The river started spinning almost transforming into a liquid spear. He stabbed the carriage.
Poof.
The liquid river quickly froze into sturdy white ice. It was still in a spiral shape and carried strong penetrative abilities.
Mad Man pushed off, flying from the Golden Dragon Carriage. He grabbed his metal stick and slammed down powerfully. His metal stick wasn’t an ordinary item. It was heavier than a mountain and created ripples when he swung it down.
Kaboom.
The spiral ice river was shattered by the metal. Even the water half-step Saint King was hit. He took seven steps back. Each step was a dozen feet apart.
Cracks appeared on the half-step Saint King’s body. He was actually injured.
“Such a powerful Mad Man.”
The water tribe half-step Saint King opened his arms. He hurriedly lifted up a hundred-foot-wide water ball and protected his body in it.
Mad Man laughed. “You’re the palace lord of the Jellyfish Palace from the Purple Mansion Field? You’re pretty strong, but unfortunately, you encountered me.”
Suddenly, two strong beams of power came from behind Mad Man. Two other half-step Saint Kings charged toward him.
One was covered in purple flames. He looked like a monkey and was 30 feet tall. This was the leader of the Flaming Monkey Tribe from the Hell Blade Field.
The other was a human. He was very old and held a crescent-shaped sword. He was the disciple of a human Supreme Saint from the Hell Blade Field, Super-strength Elder.
The three half-step Saint Kings attacked the same time. Mad Man felt pressured and wiped his smile away. He touched his metal rod. Many tadpole-shaped patterns appeared on it.
“Fight!”
Mad Man swung the metal rod. A large mass of tadpole-shaped power waves surged out, sweeping toward the three half-step Saint Kings.
Mad Man was in the top five figures of the Eight Ministry Field. He could take care of three half-step Saint Kings by himself with ease.
While attacking, Mad Man made weird sounds like crying or laughing. He was truly like a crazy demon.
On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen steered the Golden Dragon Carriage and was unobstructed. He sent seven peak Absolute Saints flying in a row. Three of them were badly hurt.
Kaboom.
The nine dragons ran at the same time. Their auras were stronger than a first step Saint King.
Soon, the Golden Dragon Carriage caught up to Fang Yi and Sword Master Dongliu. It reached the foot of the saint mansion.
The Saints of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field were far behind the chariot.
“Such a shameless fellow.” Fang Yi huffed coldly. “We spent all that time and effort to undo the formation and you just rushed over like that. You want to take advantage of our efforts?”
“How can I be more shameless than you?” Zhang Ruochen asked. “Back then, you and the Saints from the Hell Blade Field had forced us on a suicide mission in the gorge. I still remember that.”
Thinking of this, Fang Yi’s anger grew. “Okay, since you’re here, then let’s take care of all our past conflicts.”
Fang Yi pressed his hands to his temples. He activated the White Micro Star with all his might.
The next moment, a white pillar of light flew out of his forehead and crashed toward the galloping Golden Dragon Carriage.
Boom.
A ring of golden light formed around the Golden Dragon Carriage. It clashed violently with the white pillar of light. Beams of chaotic Saintly Way power flooded out.
Unfortunately, even the White Micro Star couldn’t get past the Golden Dragon Carriage’s defense.
The carriage was about to crush Fang Yi, but he still wasn’t panicking. He bit down on his tongue harshly and red lines appeared on his face. They extended from his forehead to the White Micro Star.
Whoosh!
A huge white star projected before him.
The Golden Dragon Carriage crashed against the White Micro Star’s projection. It shook violently and then was sent to the right.
Standing to the side, Sword Master Dongliu’s pupils narrowed to the size of needles. He snatched this opportunity and stabbed forward.
Because he was too fast, he actually formed 18 afterimages. All of them were connected in a straight line.
Whoosh!
Zhang Ruochen flew out of the carriage like a soaring bird. The space before him twisted into a whirlpool.
Sword Master Dongliu’s sword stabbed into the whirlpool but didn’t change direction. It went straight for Zhang Ruochen’s heart.
It was obvious that this strike’s power and speed, as well as Sword Master Dongliu’s sword intent were very terrifying. They could fend off Zhang Ruochen’s twisted space.
Of course, Sword Master Dongliu’s sword was slowing down. The Sword Qi also scattered in the twisted space.
Finally, the sharp sword tip stopped around three inches from Zhang Ruochen’s heart.
“It’s only a little bit. If my cultivation improved more, Zhang Ruochen might not be able to stop me.” Sword Master Dongliu found this disappointing.
“Zhang Ruochen, it seems that you’ve improved greatly. No wonder you dare to charge over alone. Unfortunately, you ran into the two of us. Today, you are destined to die.”
An exquisite dagger flew out of Fang Yi’s palm. It transformed into a thin glint and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen’s forehead.
From what Fang Yi saw, Zhang Ruochen was focusing on Sword Master Dongliu and wouldn’t be able to dodge this dagger.
