Although the ten saint kings lost their heads, they didn’t die.
As long as they could be untied and helped to reattach their heads to their bodies, they would recover given their strong self-healing power.
Qiong Ling, Wu Xiang and the four four-wing crimson angels didn’t want to see the ten saint kings bleed to death, which was why they tried to attack them. The four four-wing crimson angels were each holding a blood-red saint sword, dashing toward Xiang Chunan.
“Perfect. Let me crush you all today.”
A layer of demonic light emerged on Xiang Chunan’s body, and he spun the iron hammer in his hand like a wheel, fighting against four four-wing crimson angels by himself.
Bang!
He made a four-wing crimson angel that was a fifth-step saint king bleed and knocked him away.
The four four-wing crimson angels were all horrified by how strong the dark fool was. He acted like a human dinosaur, so it wasn’t strange that Feng Jian was defeated by him.
The four four-wing crimson angels teamed up and formed a powerful sword formation, which barely gave them enough strength to rival Xiang Chunan.
Qiong Ling standing on the other side could tell that the human man was more of a threat than the dark fool even though he looked weak and innocent.
If the human male was indeed a space monk like Feng Jian said, he must be eliminated first.
Qiong Ling had more profound cultivation than those four-wing crimson angels, as he was a sixth-step saint king. He could easily fight those who were at a higher level, and if he used all his strength, he could even fight an eighth-step saint king.
The leaders of the top-one-thousand large fields were all great talents.
“Heavenly Demon Eye.”
Qiong Ling’s eighteen pupils seemed to turn into eighteen abysses, and eighteen blood-red demonic pillars were shot out of his pupils as he mobilized the demonic Qi inside his body.
Although it was only a look, it was a terrific saint spell infused with many saintly way rules. Even a seventh-step saint king would find it difficult to deal with.
If it was a direct confrontation, Zhang Ruochen wouldn’t be able to fight against it.
However, Zhang Ruochen wasn’t scared of him as he had set up a spatial maze.
Before the eighteen blood-red light pillars hit Zhang Ruochen, they were suddenly turned around and they dashed toward Qiong Ling.
Bang! Bang!
The eighteen blood-red pillars hit Qiong Ling’s body, turning into clusters of mist.
“It’s indeed space power.”
Qiong Ling was just giving it a try.
And then, he took out the Blood-Refining Demonic Mace, on which layers of saint power ripples emerged, giving out terrific power ripples that terrified even saint kings.
“I’ll break your spatial formation first, then I’ll capture you and make you a saint slave.” Qiong Ling yelled.
Zhang Ruochen looked a bit intimidated as he didn’t expect Qiong Ling to be this strong after showing all his strength.
Zhang Ruochen only set up a mini spatial maze here, so if his enemy was strong enough, he could break the maze.
Whoosh!
Zhang Ruochen put his hand into his sleeve and quickly drew with his finger.
A time print was crafted.
Four layers of saint power ripples emerged in Blood-Refining Demon Mace, and its Four Yao Complete Power was triggered, turning into an apocalyptic weapon.
If it were in the universe, Blood-Refining Demon Mace’s Four Yao Complete Power could easily kill all the creatures on a small planet. In Heaven Field, especially in the God-Naming Platform, however, the space was stable and materials were solid, so the destructive power was greatly suppressed.
Qiong Ling raised his Blood-Refining Demon Mace like an unrivaled demonic God, shaking the space around him. Unfortunately, the time print hit him at the next moment, and the familiar weakness spread across his entire body.
“Damn it. Why did it happen again?” Qiong Ling couldn’t be more bummed.
When he was fighting Zhang Ruochen in Moon Goddess’s dojo, Qiong Ling kept feeling weak, and after checking himself, he found that he had lost more than one hundred years of life.
This terrified Qiong Ling.
The most top-tier refining techniques from Black Demon Field all originated from the monotype papers of ‘Heavenly Devil Stone Inscription’, the supreme technique from Kunlun’s Field, so they weren’t complete.
Which was why Qiong Ling always felt that there was something off about the technique he practiced.
It was worth mentioning that both Black Demon Field and Guanghan Field were both large fields of the Kunlun’s Field Sect.
Qiong Ling’s original plan was to get back to Black Demon Field as soon as possible as he wanted to ask his master to help him solve the problems he had about techniques. He stayed because he didn’t miss the opportunity that the God-Naming Platform Conference offered.
Zhang Ruochen seized this chance to wield dozens of space cracks toward Qiong Ling.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qiong Ling was able to dodge them if he was somewhere else, however, he was in the spatial maze with a feeble body, so he was still hit by several spatial cracks even though he tried.
Slack! Slack!
Several huge wounds showed up on Qiong Ling’s body.
None of the protection runes he used were able to ward off the spatial cracks. One of the largest wounds pierced through his chest, knocking his blood, flesh and organs out. It also tore Qiong Ling in half.
The powerful leader of a large field being seriously injured shocked a great many monks.
Zhang Ruochen looked to his side, and he saw a faceless monk flying toward the ten headless saint kings, trying to rescue them. The faceless monk had profound cultivation, and his face rivaled that of a four-wing crimson angel.
“Die!”
Zhang Ruochen pressed on the ground.
The area surrounded by eighteen formation flags gleamed with saint light.
Wu Xiang was about to reach the ten headless saint kings. When he stepped down, he didn’t feel the ground. Instead, he felt that he’d stepped into a trap.
He immediately mobilized the saint Qi in his body, and his body gleamed with golden light.
Whoosh!
A whirlpool showed up under Wu Xiang, dragging him in.
The space in the whirlpool cracked, turning into a space storm, immediately tearing his body apart.
It was the spatial trap set up by Zhang Ruochen before, and once it was activated, it could kill someone like Qiong Ling, not to mention Wu Xiang.
It was a thrilling scene as a fifth-step saint king was annihilated instantly.
At this moment, everyone realized that the dark fool and the human man were both terrifically powerful. It was natural that they could befriend someone like Feng Yan.
Where did they even come from?
Ji Fanxin was standing on the top of a white weapon-refining pavilion, wearing a veil. She looked like an angel descending into the mortal realm, yet there was a small surprise in her eyes. “It’s him.”
The pollen Ji Fanxin left in Zhang Ruochen’s body had been absorbed and refined by the Carnivorous Holy Flower. She deduced his identity from his behavior.
There were some sects who dared challenge Heaven Field Sect, however, only Zhang Ruochen dared kill so many saint kings from Heaven Field Sect.
Inside another spectacular weapon-refining pavilion stood many powerful beings who came from a different sect that could rival Heaven Field Sect.
Thousand Star Maiden and Fairy Tianchu were standing among them.
A golden giant that was more than one hundred and fifty feet tall was sitting on the ground, breathing out golden clouds, and laughing, “Haha! Can’t believe someone has the guts to provoke Heaven Field Sect like that. How satisfying! These two really have some strong character!”
Fairy Tianchu looked like a deity in the picture, standing in the mist and showing her perfect body. She said, “They’re friends with Feng Yan. Is it possible that they’re the new talents from Pangu Field, the ruling field of the eastern world?”
“Even if Pangu Field wants to compete with Heaven Field, there’s no need for there to be so much bloodshed. If all the ten saint kings and Wu Xiang die, supreme saints will be alerted.”
“This person is very proficient in space techniques. If we can get him to help us attack the group of palaces in the Inner South Yard, we might have a much higher chance of succeeding.”
“How are we going to do that? If they’re so close with Feng Yan, they must be working for Pangu Field Sect.”
…
Thousand Star Maiden suddenly smiled vaguely.
She’d just used a special technique to see through who that human man was.
“I knew that it was you.”
Thousand Star Maiden thought for a while, then she waved her hand and walked out of the weapon-refining pavilion with two great beings from Thousand Star Civilization.
Another killing occurred on the booth.
Zhang Ruochen activated the spatial trap again, killing another four-wing crimson angel, leaving only feathers tainted with blood on the ground.
The sword formation formed by the four four-wing crimson angels was broken, so the rest of the three crimson angels couldn’t fight against Xiang Chunan at all. Xiang Chunan seemed to have unlimited power. He wielded his iron hammer dozens of times, seriously injuring all three of them.
Zhang Ruochen pointed his finger to the front, and a trace of Sword Way Xuangang flew out, piercing through the forehead of a crimson angel.
Seeing the four-wing crimson angels cotinuing to die, the creatures from Heaven Field Sect were all shocked and angered, cursing Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.
Meanwhile, they wielded one ten-thousand-patterns saint weapon after another toward the eighteen formation flags and the spatial maze.
Boom!
The ground shook and cracked as if the space was about to crumble.
The eighteen formation flags kept shaking, and after a while, the formation flags were knocked away by those ten-thousand-patterns saint weapons, and even the spatial maze was being broken bit by bit.
Zhang Ruochen stood up and said, “Everyone has seen it. They were the ones who attacked us first. We were just forced to defend ourselves.”
The creatures from Heaven Field Sect who were attacking him were all shocked as it meant those two people were about to slaughter them.
Zhang Ruochen raised his hand and mobilized the space rule, exerting the complete space power, changing the space structure with the help of the spatial maze.
Boom!
The ten-thousand-patterns saint weapons wielded by the creatures from Heaven Field Sect rushed into the spatial maze and kept diving.
However, those ten-thousand-patterns saint weapons were not attacking Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. Instead, they were aiming for Qiong Ling, Feng Jian and the remaining two four-wing crimson angels.
Bang! Bang!
The ten headless saint kings lying on the ground all exploded, turning into a cluster of blood mist.
