Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The area covered by the Dimensional Freeze was too wide to completely suppress Bloodhunt Hongdong.
The Precepts of Fire and Ice gushed out of his body, causing subtle changes in the precepts of heaven and earth as the powerful force erupting out of him shook the entire dimension.
Murong Yue’s Bluemoon Blunt Crescent Slash found its mark, but the shadow of a flaming beast rushed out of Bloodhunt Hongdong’s back and blocked her attack.
“Roarrrr!!!”
The flame beast let out a roar, and with a wave of its claws, a powerful force blasted out, and send Murong Yue flying.
“So strong. Even when His Royal Highness has used the power of space to suppress him, I’m still far from being his opponent. His strength is probably no weaker than an elite of a Greater Precept World,” Murong Yue said to herself.
“Break!”
Bloodhunt Hongdong summoned a sacred artifact of the Seventh Radiance, the Seven Star Warhammer and swung it about as the brilliant light of the stars rushed out in all directions.
The mother hammer of the Seven-star Warhammer was like a hill, teeming with spikes.
Around the mother hammer were seven dazzling light orbs, and within each light was a smaller hammer. The seven smaller hammers and the mother hammer, while separated from each other, were connected together in a formation array.
The frozen dimension was bombarded into smithereens by the power of the Seven-Star Warhammer.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the square and saw that Xie Chengzi and his band of Battle Corpses had already slain the Warhammer Citadel cultivators to the last man, as piles of bloodied Saint corpses lay on the ground.
“Killing the disciples of the Warhammer Citadel, I shall tear you all to pieces!”
Bloodhunt Hongdong’s eyes were bloodshot with fury as he suddenly took three steps and rushed before Zhang Ruochen. A series of explosions broke out within the originally frozen dimensional
The Seven-Star Warhammer flew up and appeared above Zhang Ruochen’s head.
Murong Yue knew how powerful Bloodhunt Hongdong was. Worried that Zhang Ruochen would not be his match, she exclaimed, “Your Highness, be careful!”
Zhang Ruochen twisted his feet, and the space around him twisted along with it. Immediately after, a dimensional vortex formed and swept Bloodhunt Hongdong and the Seven-star Warhammer within it.
“Move.”
Zhang Ruochen dragged Bloodhunt Hongdong along as both of them disappeared from the Jade Saint Spirit Mountain.
By the time they reappeared, they were already on a spirit mountain that had been leveled.
Zhang Ruochen’s right fist mobilized his Saint Qi and Canon of Truth before unleashing the power of the Fire God’s Gauntlet. At the same time, he blasted out a cloud of flames to clash with Bloodhunt Hongdong.
Boom!! Boom!!
Zhang Ruochen’s body fell down, and his landing caused the ground to shatter.
“Bloodhunt Hongdong’s strength is really powerful. I can’t face him head-on.” The thought quickly flashed past Zhang Ruochen’s mind.
A howling force wind came from above his head.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw seven black stars were circling a mountain and was quickly falling toward him. The air was compressed and became extremely dense.
That was…
The Seven-star Warhammer Bloodhunt Hongdong had wielded.
The Seven-Star Warhammer was not only a Ten Thousand Marks Sacred Artifact of the Seventh Radiance, but it was also an ancient artifact of a Supreme Saint and had the power of one.
Whoosh!!
Zhang Ruochen held up the Eight-Dragon Umbrella as eight golden dragons rushed out of the umbrella and circled upwards as they collided with the Seven-star Warhammer.
Bam! Bam!!
Eight explosions were heard as all eight golden dragons burst into pieces, and turned into eight separate showers of golden light.
“An Eighth-Radiance artifact in your hands is like letting jade collect dust. It’s better off given to me.” Bloodhunt Hongdong seized the advantage and continued to attack Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen used his Dimensional Shift and constantly moved about as he dodged the Seven Star Warhammer time and time again.
At the top of the Jade Saint Spirit Mountain, the disciples and clansmen of the Sword Sanctum looked at the shocking battle in the distance and were all worried for Zhang Ruochen.
After all, the Saint Path Aura unleashed by Bloodhunt Hongdong was just too powerful as if he was a God of War. That Seven-Star Warhammer continued to exude the power of a Supreme Saint and shook all of the Spirit Mountains.
For such a terrifying character, who else but a Supreme Saint could be his match?
Lu Huaiyu’s injury had been stabilized as he saluted Murong Yue and Xie Chengzi as he thanked them and worriedly said, “There may be a gap in the strength of our savior compared to the Young Master of the Warhammer Citadel. How about we strike as one, and help him?”
Murong Yue too was hesitating whether if she should intervene, as she said, “His Royal Highness’ strength is not as simple as it looks. The reason he had used the power of space to drag the Young Master of the Warhammer Citadel to a distant place, was for us to not join the fight. Let’s wait, the tide of this battle may still be turned.”
Murong Yue knew that Zhang Ruochen had a Supreme Sacred Artifact with him, and once its used, even the Young Master of the Warhammer Citadel would not be his match.
“The tide still can be turned?”
Lu Huaiyu was worried.
After pondering for a moment, Lu Huaiyu said, “If I may, are Miss, you, and our savior, cultivators of the Kunlun Realm?” Murong Yue’s lips curled as she said, “Senior Jade Saint, you don’t have to be so reserved, we are all on the same side…”
“The same side…”
Lu Huaiyu was stunned for a moment before he caught onto something before suddenly raising his head and looked at the masked man that was fighting the Young Master of the Warhammer Citadel in the distance with a look of disbelief on his face.
“Proficient in the power of space… Could it be him? But, has his strength already reached such a stage?”
All of the disciples and clansmen of the Sword Sanctum were restless at this moment.
Some suggested for them to immediately withdraw, in order not to be a burden to their savior. Some wanted to stay and fight with their savior, and jointly slay the powerful foe.
Lu Huaiyu saw that Murong Yue had confidence in the masked man, and so he went to calm the emotions of the Sword Sanctum cultivators down.
Bloodhunt Hongdong could not slay his foe even after a long while and could not help but to become impatient. He mobilized the Saint Qi of his whole body and activated the full Seventh Radiance power of the Seven-star Warhammer.
Suddenly, the Seven-star Warhammer became extremely huge, as the mother hammer and the seven smaller hammers each radiated different power fluctuations.
The sky became dark as various powers flooded the area the Sword Sanctum was at.
“It’s over. Die!”
Bloodhunt Hongdong yelled as he swung the Seven-Star Warhammer out.
Standing on top of a spirit mountain, Zhang Ruochen’s form was proud and his eyes sharp as he took out the Azuresky Pagoda and held it on his palm, rousing the Supreme Power within it.
A layer of blue clouds instantly covered the sky.
The Azuresky Pagoda flew out and collided against the Seven-Star Warhammer.
Boooom!
All of the seven smaller hammers all exploded into pieces and were reduced to scrap iron.
Even the mother hammer was sent flying out of the Sword Sanctum and landed who knows where.
The armor on Bloodhunt Hongdong’s body was a sacred artifact that far surpassed the Seven-Star Warhammer, and had a terrifying defensive power as it took managed to take the brunt of the Azuresky Pagoda’s attack.
But he still suffered grievous injuries and was bleeding all over his body.
This Saint Body within the armor was covered with blood marks, if the Azuresky Pagoda was to hit him another time, it could very well tear him apart.
“The grudge today, I, Bloodhunt Hongdong have taken to heart. When I borrow a Supreme Sacred Artifact next time around, I will definitely fight with you again, until one of us is dead.”
Bloodhunt Hongdong was very resentful, but he dared not continue to fight with Zhang Ruochen as he pulled out a talisman and crushed it, turning into a beam of light as he flew out of the Sword Sanctum before disappearing into the clouds.
“Where you think you’re going?”
Zhang Ruochen used the Great Dimensional Shift to pursue.
After chasing for over thousands of miles, beyond the Golden Rainbow Continent, and entering the sea region of the Eastern Region Holy City, suddenly Bloodhunt Hongdong’s aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.
As he was worried that something might happen at the Sword Sanctum, Zhang Ruochen did not do a thorough search as he hurried back.
After rushing back, Zhang Ruochen took all of the clansmen and disciples of the Sword Sanctum into the Qiankun Realm.
“Salutations, Your Royal Highness.”
Lu Huaiyu put his fist to palm and bowed respectfully before Zhang Ruochen.
Lu Huaiyu had lived for hundreds of years and was a well-known figure within the Kunlun Realm. He bowed in salute to Zhang Ruochen, not because of Zhang Ruochen’s identity, but also because of Zhang Ruochen’s current strength.
“Salutations, Your Royal Highness.”
“Salutations, Your Royal Highness.”
…
All of the core members of the Sword Sanctum too bowed in salute.
After knowing that their savior was the Shengming Crown Prince Zhang Ruochen, all of the cultivators of the Sword Sanctum were extremely excited, as if they had found a backing in this chaotic world.
That’s right, Zhang Ruochen was their backer.
Zhang Ruochen understood from Lu Huaiyu’s mouth about the whole incident and asked, “So is The Records of Heavenly Works really in the Sword Sanctum?”
The Records of Heavenly Works was a mystical book amongst the world of craftsmanship. In the eyes of craftsmen, it was as valuable as the divine technique tomes on the Taiyi Divine Technique Rank. Therefore, it was natural that Zhang Ruochen was somewhat curious about it.
Lu Huaiyu said, “The Records of Heavenly Works was indeed in the Sword Sanctum, but not too long ago, grandfather took it away.”
A sharp light appeared in Murong Yue’s eyes. “Grandfather? As far as I know, Senior Jade Saint’s grandfather should have been Emperor Ming’s sixth disciple, Lu Yuanshi. He fell hundreds of years ago.”
Although Zhang Ruochen was shocked on the inside, he still maintained a calm look as he waited for Lu Huaiyu to give him a reasonable explanation.
Lu Huaiyu stared to the left and right, motioning for the cultivators of the Sword Sanctum to leave.
In the end, only Zhang Ruochen, Lu Huaiyu, and Murong Yue remained in the hall.
Only then did Lu Huaiyu whisper, “Grandfather was one of the members of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion. And after grandfather died, I took over his identity.”
“So, is Senior Lu Yuanzhi dead or not?” Murong Yue was a little confused.
Lu Huaiyu sighed. “He is dead and not dead.”
“What the hell is going on?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
“Eight hundred years ago, Emperor Ming secretly ordered the members of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion to take away the imperial treasure of the Shengming Central Empire and build an Altar of Saints in the Sword Sanctum. For eight hundred years, the Saint Souls of the deceased Kunlun Realm Saints will mostly be brought back by the members of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion and kept within the altar. Grandfather’s Saint Soul is also inside the altar.”
Zhang Ruochen was shocked and eagerly asked, “Why was the altar built? Why could the altar preserve the Saint Souls? Where is the altar?”
Lu Huaiyu could understand Zhang Ruochen’s current emotions, as this matter was indeed rather bizarre.
He said, “The construction of the altar was a secret order by Emperor Ming. The blueprints of the construction were also provided by Emperor Ming himself. As for how could the altar preserve the Saint Souls of the various Saints, with my current cultivation, I am unable to understand the principles and mysteries behind it.”
“Is the Altar of Saints still in the Sword Sanctum?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Lu Huaiyu shook his head and said, “Before the Infernal Court broke through the Altar of Heaven and Earth, several senior members of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion had been ordered to take the altar away. I don’t know where they have taken it.”
Zhang Ruochen revealed a disappointed look, but soon, he grasped a key point and said, “Ordered? Whose order was it? And those senior members of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion, what are their identities?”
