Swoosh
Lan Ying’s arm was cut off and sent flying.
Everyone was too far away, so no one could see clearly what the black figure was doing?
Every cultivator was so shocked that their hearts were trembling.
That… That was Lan Ying. The person who was able to defeat the Yanluo Clan’s 12 great elites by himself had his arm severed in just one meeting.
Earlier, Lan Ying had used the Murderous Bane. Since he dared to use his arm as a sword, it meant that he was confident that his arm was tougher and sharper than a Regal Artifact.
‘How terrifying.’ All the cultivators who saw this thought appeared in their minds.
Lan Ying was sent flying for dozens of kilometers. He couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the tall and thin black figure holding Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. He had never thought that there would be a cultivator who could hurt him in the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting.
Whish
The broken arm that was sent flying gave off an intense nine-and-eighteen-colored light. Then, it disintegrated and turned into creeks of air that flew back to the wound on Lan Ying’s shoulder.
A new arm grew back.
“Interesting! Tell me, who are you?” Lan Ying asked with an evil grin.
Obviously, he wasn’t hurt by the broken arm.
There was no response.
Without a sound, the black figure disappeared.
Everything that happened just now happened in a very short period. The black figure only appeared in the blink of an eye.
Only a few of those in the pinnacle of Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints saw him and felt his presence.
As for the cultivators who were watching the projection through the Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms, most of them did not see him. They had no idea what had just happened.
It was too fast!
“Did Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill get taken away by Lan Ying?”
“What happened just now? I think I saw Lan Ying being sent flying.” A Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint from the Infernal Court who could not participate in the Celestial-Hunting Festival stared at the projection in the sky and asked curiously.
“Are you hallucinating? Lan Ying has been standing on the same spot the entire time. Who could hurt him on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting?”
“You’re right. It seems like Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill has fallen into Lan Ying’s hands.”
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At this moment, Lan Ying’s expression was extremely stern. He shouted coldly, “You want to leave? Dream on.”
Whoosh
Nine-colored light burst out from Lan Ying and illuminated the entire universe. It turned into a nine-colored nebula and instantly spread across tens of thousands of miles. Many cultivators watching the projection couldn’t open their eyes.
Countless precepts of heaven and earth became completely active. With him at the center, they trembled slightly.
The ripples spread over 100,000 miles.
At the same time, Lan Ying’s eyes turned into nine-colored divine eyes. A large amount of Ashura divine qi turned into dragon-snake form and circulated around his body. A terrifying aura completely burst out.
At this moment, Lan Ying finally became serious.
When all the cultivators present used their own methods to find the black figure, Zhang Ruochen stood in the Ninth Stratum Array set up by Lord Xia Yu and immediately released the Realm-frame of Truth, The Spatial Domain, and Null Time realm.
“It’s him. He did participate in the Battle of Celestial-Hunting. But who is he?” Zhang Ruochen was very confused.
With such powerful cultivation, it was obvious that he must be ranked first on the list of Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm.
That black figure was Que. His name means insufficient.
If that’s the case, why didn’t Que attend the Celestial-Hunting Festival? Why didn’t he take the first row?
Was it because he was low-key?
Or did he have other tasks?
After all, the purpose of entering the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting was to hunt Celestial Captives. They wanted to be high-profile and show off their power in front of others. Hiding their identity and keeping a low profile seemed too deliberate.
He would not have appeared if it hadn’t been for Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.
Lord Xia Yu and Supreme Saint Yi Xuan were still in a daze. Earlier, the other cultivators did not understand what had happened. However, with their cultivation, they saw it clearly.
There were cultivators below the Thousand-Koan Realm who could cut off the arm of the Lan Ying?
Their first thought was, ‘Is that black figure a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint among the Celestial Captives?’
“Get ready, he’s here!”
Zhang Ruochen shouted softly. His face was full of joy, but his eyes were full of caution.
He was right. After taking Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, he had broken out of the encirclement from this direction.
Even someone as powerful as Que did not dare to fight against so many Supreme Saint powerhouses alone. He had to escape.
At that moment, Lord Xia Yu had already sensed an extremely weak aura intruding into the formation she had set up.
The aura was so weak that it was as if a mosquito had intruded into a planet with a diameter of a thousand miles.
Fortunately, this was the void of the universe, so it was impossible for there to be such fluctuations. Furthermore, the array had been set up beforehand, so Lord Xia Yu was able to sense it. If it was in a certain living Macroworld, Lord Xia Yu might not even be able to sense Que’s presence at all.
Lord Xia Yu released her spiritual power and formed a seal with her hands. Instantly, a Ninth Stratum Array appeared. Dense array inscriptions interweaved and condensed into a sea of fire formed from the Grim Soul-devouring Flame.
After all, Lord Xia Yu was one of the top elites below the Thousand-Koan Realm, and she had set up the array in advance.
Even though Que was extremely powerful, he was forced to reveal himself by the array.
“Haha! Zhang Ruochen, you’re really amazing. This kid actually barged into the formation on his own.”
Supreme Saint Yi Xuan wasn’t afraid. Instead, he was extremely excited. He formed a palm with his right hand and released crystalized icy ley lines that spread out like an icy spider web.
In his eyes, no matter how powerful you were, you were only in the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. How Brilliant could you be?
You might not be a match for him in a one-on-one fight.
But who was easier to annoy, him, Lord Xia Yu, or Zhang Ruochen?
How could the combined power of three powerful figures not take care of you?
Que was still just a black figure. His appearance couldn’t be seen clearly. He only spoke in a cold tone, “Zhang Ruochen, you didn’t disappoint me too much to be able to set up here in advance and figure out my movements. Unfortunately, this array is far from enough to deal with me.”
Boom
Que pointed out with his finger. Instantly, the inscriptions in the array broke one by one and disappeared.
A Ninth Stratum Array that could suppress Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saints was like paper in front of him.
Lord Xia Yu controlled the technique formation and condensed the Grim Soul-devouring Flame into a flaming storm. She took the initiative to attack Que.
The Grim Soul-devouring Flame was Lord Xia Yu’s trump card. It was the fire of absolute Yin and evil. Under the support of the Ninth Stratum Array, its power was even more terrifying. Even elites like Wujiang and Yan Huangtu would not choose to clash head-on with her, most likely, they would not choose to clash head-on with her.
Lord Xia Yu’s battle strength was at the top of the Thousand-Koan Realm. The array had pushed her battle strength up another step.
Zhang Ruochen knew that Que’s speed was terrifying. He used all his strength to mobilize the Power of Dimension, Time, and the Realm-frame of Truth to suppress Que’s speed and power.
Zhang Ruochen had already distorted many spaces and set up Dimensional Traps in the area where the Ninth Stratum Array was located.
The Power of Time surrounded Que, slowing down the flow of time there.
Zhang Ruochen thought that such a strict arrangement was enough to deal with a powerhouse like Lan Ying. However, Que, who was standing in the array, was unusually calm.
“Zhang Ruochen, with your current Time and Dimension attainments, it seems to me that you are just a piece of cake. Don’t show off in front of me before condensing the Time and Dimension Saintwill. Otherwise, I will look down on you even more. In comparison, Xia Yu’s Grim Soul-devouring Flame plus the array can make me take you more seriously.” said Que.
Que turned into a black creek of light and flew in a straight line in the Ninth Stratum Array, crashing into the Grim Soul-devouring Flame storm.
Bang Bang
The distorted space and Dimensional Traps that Zhang Ruochen had set up in advance did not affect him at all.
Even the Power of Time only reduced his speed by half.
The reduced speed was still far faster than Zhang Ruochen, Lord Xia Yu, and Supreme Supreme Saint Yi Xuan.
Zhang Ruochen activated the Time Saint Soul and mobilized the dense Precepts of Time. He kept pointing his finger at Que. As long as Que was hit, time in his space would stop for a short while.
Time had stopped, which meant that no matter how fast Que ran, he had to come to a halt.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
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Que easily dodged Zhang Ruochen’s Power of Time. He couldn’t lock onto it at all.
Que’s figure collided with the Grim Soul-devouring Flame storm.
He had thought that there would be an earth-shattering impact, but the Grim Soul-devouring Flame seemed to have been swallowed and disappeared without a trace.
“Impossible!” Lord Xia Yu blurted out in shock.
It wasn’t easy for even a mid or late-stage Supreme Saint of the Thousand-Koan Realm to take her attack, let alone a Supreme Saint of the initial stage of the Thousand-Koan Realm. How could it be resolved without a sound?
Supreme Saint Yi Xuan, who was hiding behind the Grim Soul-devouring Flame, couldn’t care less. He struck out with the Frozen Universe Palm that he had formed a long time ago.
In front of the palm strike, cold air soared into the sky. Large amounts of ice crystals appeared and formed many icy mountain ridges that extended towards the gap.
These were real icy mountain ridges. There were mountain peaks, an abyss, and a bone-piercing killing intent from the palm.
Lord Xia Yu and the Supreme Saint Yi Xuan did not attack because they owed it to them. Instead, they used a combination of attacks. There was no time lag, and they did not give Que a chance to catch their breath.
Only by using this method would they have a chance to defeat it.
However, no matter how well-prepared they were, they were still a little too optimistic. The mountain ranges of ice and snow shattered as soon as the Supreme Saint Yi Xuan struck out with his palm.
Supreme Saint Yi Xuan’s vision blurred. He did not know what kind of attack he had received. It was as if his chest had been hit by a sacred mountain. He was sent flying. His ribs were shattered, his body collapsed, and his internal organs turned into a bloody mess, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, he had reached the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. If he had been in his previous realm, his body would have been blown up by this attack.
The third wave of attack, which had no time gap, was launched by Zhang Ruochen.
Whish
Zhang Ruochen activated the Yanshen’s Leg, which turned into a red light column to attack Que in place of Supreme Supreme Saint Yi Xuan.
Que punched out a simple punch and hit the bottom of Zhang Ruochen’s foot.
The divine power contained in the Yanshen’s Leg was dissolved in an instant. An overwhelming power hit Zhang Ruochen in the opposite direction, and his body flew backward at an even faster speed.
“Not only the Path of Oblivion, but the power is also so terrifying.”
Zhang Ruochen cursed in his heart. He immediately folded the ten golden wings on his back and wrapped them into a golden ball.
Sure enough, the golden ball was struck by an extremely bright black light the next moment.
The golden ball spun rapidly, accompanied by a layer of spatial light fog.
When the black light pierced through the spatial light fog, the power was reduced by more than half. When it landed on the Golden Ball, it dissolved part of the power because of the rapid rotation of the ball.
Boom
The golden ball flew out, and drops of golden blood spilled out.
Zhang Ruochen only dissolved the power contained in the black light after flying for 300 miles. The golden ball opened and revealed itself. Its face was extremely pale, and two of its golden wings were badly mutilated.
Although it suffered serious internal injuries, it did not hurt its root.
In fact, in the eyes of many spectators, Zhang Ruochen was already quite impressive. It must be known that even with Lan Ying’s cultivation, he would lose an arm if he was caught off guard by an attack from Que. Supreme Saint Yi Xuan, who had reached the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm, was severely injured in an instant.
It could be said that it was already a great achievement to survive an attack from Que.
Zhang Ruochen had his own analysis. Que was indeed powerful, but he was only in the Hundred-Shackle Realm after all. If he was so powerful that he couldn’t be defeated, why did he run away after taking the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill?
It meant that the top elites in the Hundred-Shackle Realm still had the power to threaten him.
Even if he was ranked first, the difference between him and Lan Ying, Yan Huangtu, Luo Shengtian, and Wujiang might not be that big. The top ten elites might be able to fight him. After all, they were not simple characters. They represented the ultimate strength below the Thousand-Koan Realm.
However, Zhang Ruochen had underestimated Que’s speed and the strangeness of the Path of Oblivion.
He had mistakenly thought that Que’s strength would be his weakness.
It turned out that Que’s strength was far superior to battle Warlord Mara, who had reached the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. He could easily defeat Zhang Ruochen’s Yan Shen leg. It was very likely that he was also number one below the Thousand-Koan Realm.
Warlord Mara was below the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. He was the representative of Pure Power Masters. Except for a few cultivators, very few Supreme Saints dared to confront him directly.
Because Zhang Ruochen and the others, Lan Ying, Yanhuang Tu, Wujiang, Luo Shengtian, Supreme Saint Yanhong, Lady Wind, and Lord Bladehell had chased him from eight different directions.
Other cultivators didn’t dare to make an enemy out of Que.
Supreme Saint Yan Hong and Xu had already formed an alliance, while Lord Bladehell and Lady Wind were another alliance. They dared to attack and had a certain amount of confidence in taking Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill because they worked together.
Que broke through the Ninth Stratum Array and immediately escaped.
A light appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes. He condensed a Spatial Wormhole Mirror and activated a large amount of Mark of Time light spots in the world. He shot them in.
His palm condensed a special Mark of Time from the Precept of Time. He hid it in it and flew out.
He had only recently realized that the Mark of Time light spot wasn’t captured from Celestial Court and earth. It was condensed from his own Precept of Time. It was a new time created.
It was his time.
It was called the “Self-Definite Mark of Time”.
Whoosh
Behind Que, a Spatial Wormhole Mirror appeared.
The dots of light from the Mark of Time flew toward him like a rain of light.
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