Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“With the Grade Nine Star-Shield Grand Formation and the Pleiades Lotus at its core, even ten Supreme Saints at the pinnacle of the Hundred-Shackle Realm wouldn’t be able to break through,” Four-eyed Ghost Emperor explained.
Xu’s expression was solemn as he shook his head, “But the situation isn’t looking good.”
“There’s no need to guess. It was Mad Whitejade Lion who destroyed the formation’s inscription on the planet.”
Supreme Saint Yanhong’s expression was dark as she stared at the north of the Ghost’s home planet. She crossed tens of thousands of miles and saw the Mad Whitejade Lion standing above the northern glacier.
“That damned lion. I will deal with it,” Four-eyed Ghost Emperor roared furiously and controlled a cloud of Ghost Qi to fly towards the North.
Xu remained calm and said, ‘It’s not Lady Wind. It’s the aura of the Deathkin. It seems that Pan Ruo is controlling everything, There’s no doubt that the Mad Whitejade Lion belongs to the upper three clans from the beginning. Whether it’s supporting Lady Wind or joining us, it’s all part of Pan Ruo’s trick.”
Supreme Saint Yanhong’s eyes were cold, she smiled and said, “Pan Ruo is still too young, Although we did lose some of our strength when dealing with Zhang Ruochen. However, there are still five Supreme Saints at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm at their peak. If they want to take
us down, they’ll need Wujiang’s help and the cooperation of ten Supreme Saints at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm.”
“As far as I know, Wujiang is refining the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill in seclusion. He couldn’t come out at that time. Besides, Pan Ruo can’t mobilize ten Supreme Saints at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm at once.”
“What I’m concerned about is that once the Star-Shield Grand Formation is broken, one strike with the power of the Supreme Artifact can destroy all the souls on the surface of our planet. The Ghost will suffer significant losses. Pan Ruo’s goal should be to achieve this,” Xu said.
“To resist external enemies, we must first clear the planet’s interior. Brother Changzai, can you temporarily suppress your injuries?” Xu added.
Ye Changzai said, “I can still fight.”
“Go and help Four-eyed Ghost Emperor. You must take down the Mad Whitejade Lion,” said Xu.
The Ghost shadow on the ground became blurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xu looked at the Supreme Saint Yanhong and said, “I can still use the Pleiades Lotus to hold off for a while. You have to kill Zhang Ruochen as soon as possible and then come back and help me.”
Whoosh
Supreme Saint Yanhong’s snow-white arm shot out a pink pillar of light into the sky.
A bull’s roar and a sparrows cry rang out in the sky.
The Bone Clan’s two Supreme Saints at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm, Moon-Bull Emperor and Lord Sparrow Bone revealed themselves in the void space. The bull’s shadow and the bright moon accompanied each other, and the sparrow gave off a brilliant divine light.
“Ican take care of Zhang Ruochen alone. Moon-Bull Emperor and Lord Sparrow Bone will help you resist the attack of the cultivators of the three upper races,” said Supreme Saint Yanhong.
Supreme Saint Yanhong’s body turned into a pink light and disappeared into the ground.
Zhang Ruochen did not completely block Ye Changzai’s sword. A bloody hole was pierced through his back.
Fortunately, the Demigod-level physique was strong enough. At the critical moment, the Saint Devourer blocked most of the power on the sword. Otherwise, Ye Changzai’s sword would have cut Zhang Ruochen in half.
The bloody hole on Zhang Ruochen’s back emitted black mist, corroding Zhang Ruochen’s Neverwilt physique and eroding his Origin of Life and the Precepts.
Zhang Ruochen activated the Saint Qi and wrapped the life essence of the Heart of the Divine Tree. He activated it according to the Ninth heaven of the Empyrean Emperor Ming’s Scripture. At the same time, he activated the Divine Purification Flame to refine it, but the effect was minimal.
‘What is the background of Ye Changzai’s sword? How can it be more terrifying than Wujiang’s Blood-devouring Curse? It should be an ancient divine relic, and of a very high level,’ Zhang Ruochen thought.
Only the power of gods could be so difficult to refine.
Once it invaded flesh and blood, it was like maggots in the tarsal bone, difficult to expel.
Zhang Ruochen guessed that Ye Changzai’s sword probably contained the Power of Death or the Power of Curse of an evil god in the Infernal Court. It was definitely an ominous evil sword.
Although he had been struck by Ye Changzai’s sword, Zhang Ruochen had also injected a large number of Marks of Time into Ye Changzai’s Astral physique.
It wasn’t easy for Ye Changzai to recover his combat power.
I must refine the evil power that’s invading my body as soon as possible. Otherwise, my injuries will worsen if I fight with a powerhouse.
As soon as Zhang Ruochen thought of that, he sensed Supreme Saint Yanhong’s presence.
Wisps of pink light fell from the mud. Wherever they passed, the soil and rocks became like lead and iron. Their hardness increased by more than ten times.
Below Zhang Ruochen’s feet was the Siderophile Substance.
Unfortunately, there were no gaps in the Siderophile Substance. It was like a huge ball embedded in the planet of the Ghost. There were no so-called opportunities or paths of survival.
Supreme Saint Yanhong’s beautiful figure landed on the surface of the Siderophile Substance. Her eyes were as bright as stars. She looked at Zhang Ruochen, who was dozens of feet away and smiled. She asked, ‘Why aren’t you running?”
Zhang Ruochen put his hands behind his back and straightened his body. He said, “Youre the only one chasing me. What can you do to me? Why should I run?”
“Dont pretend to be calm. You were hit by Ye Changzai’s Amorite Sword, so the Amorite Curse must have invaded your body. It’s fine if you don’t fight. You can use the Divine Purification Flame and slowly refine the curse. However, once you fight with me, you wont be able to suppress the corrosion of the
curse. Soon, you’ll become a mortal with no cultivation. You’ll die of old age in an instant,” Supreme Saint Yanhong said.
Zhang Ruochen looked enlightened. He said, “So it’s the Amorite Curse.”
The Amorite Curse and Wujiang’s Blood-devouring Curse were part of the six great curses of the Nether Clan.
Zhang Ruochen could use the Heart of the Divine Tree to purify the Blood-devouring Curse easily because it was a spell that Wujiang had cast across space. However, the Amorite Curse entered Zhang Ruochen’s body along with the sword and invaded his blood and Neverwilt physique.
Zhang Ruochen felt a bit of pressure, but he still looked relaxed. He said lightly, ‘Wujiang’s Blood-devouring Curse can’t do anything to me and I’ve already refined the Amorite Curse.’
“Is that so?” said Supreme Saint Yanhong.
Supreme Saint Yanhong looked confused. She couldnt figure out what Zhang Ruochen was up to.
Zhang Ruochen said, “You’re the only one who came to kill me. It looks like the Ghost’s home planet is in some kind of crisis. If ‘m not wrong, it should be the powerhouses of the three upper clans who took the opportunity to attack you, right?”
“How could you possibly know that?” Supreme Saint Yanhong was a little surprised.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Mad Whitejade Lion was a hidden chess piece of the three upper clans. After I chased him away, he came to you. Clearly, he wanted to use your power to kill me. The cultivators of the three upper clans stood aside and watched the show. In the end, they would sit back and reap the
benefits.”
“Half of the top powerhouses of the three middle clans are gathered on the Ghost’s home planet. How can the three upper clans sit back and reap the benefits?” Supreme Saint Yanhong laughed.
Zhang Ruochen said, “What if we add in the three lower clans?”
“What did you say?* Supreme Saint Yanhong asked.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Do you really think that I would come to the home planet of the Ghost alone? To tell you the truth, the powerhouses of the three lower clans have already gathered in the nearby starfield, including Luo Shengtian.”
If it were any other cultivator, Supreme Saint Yanhong would not believe him at all if he said Luo Shengtian’s name.
But Zhang Ruochen was different. The entire Infernal Court knew that Luo Shengtian’s sister, Princess Luo Sha, was very close to Zhang Ruochen. It wasn’t difficult to get Luo Shengtian to help.
Luo Shengtian, Lady Wind, Lord Bladehell, Lord Xia Yu, and the other three lower clans Supreme Saints at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. If they added the powerhouses of the three upper clans… How could they fight?
The three lower clans and the three upper clans could join forces and kick the three middle clans out of the competition.
No!
The one they wanted to get rid of the most was Supreme Saint Yanhong.
“I must not let them break the Star-Shield Grand Formation of the Ghost’s home planet. I have to help Xu defend the formation.”
Thinking of that, Supreme Saint Yanhong ignored Zhang Ruochen. She turned into a streak of light and rushed into the sky.
Zhang Ruochen let out a slight sigh of relief. Then, he used the Great Dimensional Shift and escaped immediately.
Whoosh
A moment later, Supreme Saint Yanhong rushed back. She landed on the surface of the Siderophile Substance and released her spiritual power to search.
Where was Zhang Ruochen’s aura?
“Damn it, I knew I was tricked! Zhang Ruochen’s hatred of the three upper clans was as deep as the ocean. Even if the three upper clans wanted to join forces with the lower three clans, they wouldn’t attack first. They would definitely wait until Zhang Ruochen died before attacking. But now, the ones taking
the lead are the dead. It’s completely illogical.”
Supreme Saint Yanhong felt a little resentful. How could she have been so flustered just now? How could she have missed the best opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen?
‘When Supreme Saint Yanhong found Zhang Ruochen’s presence again and caught up to him, Zhang Ruochen had already refined almost half of the power of the Amorite Curse.
Underground, the Pink Smokescreen that Supreme Saint Yanhong cultivated could harden mud and stone, greatly affecting Zhang Ruochen’s speed.
“Zhang Ruochen, you truly are a master of deception. It’s no surprise that you can dupe Lord Xia Yu, Lady Wind, Princess Luo Sha, and the other first-class favored women of the Infernal Court into siding with you,” said Supreme Saint Yanhong.
Supreme Saint Yanhong stretched out his hand and pressed forward. Instantly, all the bones buried in the mud came to life. Pink ley lines appeared on the bones and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Zhang Ruochen used ten golden wings to open a path. He moved like the wind in the underground soil. All the bones that blocked his way were chopped into pieces.
“How can you blame me for lying to you? You can only blame yourself for being too stupid,” said Zhang Ruochen. Then he turned around and stared behind him. Countless white skeletons mixed with the soil formed a cylindrical shape. They chased closely behind him.
Behind the bones, Supreme Saint Yanhong flew rapidly with a shower of flowers.
The lifeless underground was completely alive because of Supreme Saint Yanhong’s power.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze met Supreme Saint Yanhong’s beautiful eyes from afar. Their eyes were emotionless. One was as cold as a stone, while the other was a skeleton from an unknown era.
“Why are you chasing me so closely? Arent you afraid that I’l take you in?* Zhang Ruochen asked.
Zhang Ruochen held the Violet Gourd to his abdomen with both hands. Together with the Saint Devourer, he activated the Dimensional Inscription and Supreme Inscription on the gourd.
Whoosh
36 million Dimensional Inscriptions rushed out from the mouth of the gourd. They covered hundreds of miles underground and enveloped Supreme Saint Yanhong’s delicate figure in the Dimensional Array.
‘The Power of Dimension and Supreme Power erupted at the same time..
