The Supreme Saints of the Immortal Vampires and the Rakshasas gathered on the seventh Dark Star and surrounded the dimensional teleportation array of darkness that Yan Wushen had set up.
Luo Sha stood alone in the array. From time to time, she would crouch down and use her fingers to gently touch the array patterns on the ground.
Suddenly, the corners of her mouth curled up as she said with a smile, “I knew that Yan Wushen would never leave the array here for no reason. He has finally started to reveal his true side, revealing his methods everywhere.”
Yan Wushen had tampered with the array patterns on the ground.
If the Supreme Saints of Rakshasa and the Immortal Vampires were too impatient and entered the array, they would immediately try to teleport. The final result would be that the teleportation array would be shattered and the space would collapse. The Supreme Saints of the Immortal Vampires and the Rakshasa would fall into the void and be eliminated.
Luo Sha was also a Master of Dimension. Her attainments in dimension were extremely high and she was able to repair the problematic array patterns one by one.
Lord Bladehell greeted Luo Sha as he walked out of the array and asked, “How is it? Have you finished repairing it?”
Luo Sha nodded.
Then Lord Bladehell and a large group of Immortal Vampires cultivators rushed impatiently into the teleportation array.
No one knew how far the battle on their home planet had progressed, and they could only race against time to return. Every Supreme Saint was extremely anxious.
Luo Sha thought about it and finally said, “I have something to say. I don’t know if I should say it.”
Gu Chenzi cupped his hands and bowed. He said, “Your Highness, are you trying to say that it’s too late for us to rush back to our home planet? Why don’t we kill our way to the Yanluo clan’s home planet and kill their clansmen?”
Luo Sha said, “That’s right.”
Gu Chenzi shook his head and said, “The Yanluo clansmen must have been brought along by the Yanluo clan Supreme Saint. It’s impossible to keep them on our home planet.”
Luo Sha shook her head, she said, “Firstly, we can’t bring all of our clansmen out of our home planet. Secondly, to the Yanluo clansmen, there is no place safer than our home planet. After all, Lady Wind’s Path of Destiny is profound. We can predict where they are hiding.
“Perhaps a large number of our clansmen have been taken away by the Yanluo clan Supreme Saint. However, there must be quite a number of them left on our home planet.
“Thirdly, I happen to know the coordinates of a teleportation array on the home planet of the Yanluo clan.”
Gu Chenzi’s expression kept changing and he finally made a decision. “Your Highness, please send me to the home planet of the Yanluo clan alone.”
“You alone?” Luo Sha was slightly surprised.
Gu Chenzi smiled and said, “I should take the risk alone than bring a large group of cultivators with me. Besides, I’m only going to investigate and see if the Yanluo clan’s home planet is real or not.”
Moyin and Lord Sinluo walked over and said, “We’ll go to the Yanluo clan’s home planet too.”
Luo Sha said, “The Yanluo clan has sent out all their powerhouses. There won’t be too much danger on our home planet. With your three cultivation levels, it should be more than enough.”
Lord Bladehell led hundreds of Immortal Vampires’ Supreme Saints and teleported away first.
Immediately after, Moyin, Lord Sinluo, and Gu Chenzi were teleported to the Yanluo clan’s home planet.
Luo Shengtian said thoughtfully, “Who do you think will win? The Immortal Vampires or the Yanluo Clan?”
“In reality, it is solely dependent on Zhang Ruochen. The Immortal Vampires will most likely be number one among the ten clans as long as Zhang Ruochen can withstand the siege and hold on until the end of the Battle of Celestial-Hunting,” Luo Sha said.
Luo Shengtian was surprised. “Doesn’t it depend on who can kill Lord Hornless?”
Luo Sha shook her head. “Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen won’t let each other kill Lord Hornless so easily. In that case, Lord Hornless will be very safe. If nothing changes, Lord Hornless will most likely die under Que’s sword.”
Luo Shengtian said, “Que? Why do you think Que will kill Lord Hornless?”
“With Que’s battle strength that far surpassed other cultivators, he must have a purpose for appearing on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. If his opponent is not Que, why did the Fane of Destiny let him enter the battlefield as an anomaly who would break the balance of the ten clans?” Luo Sha asked.
Luo Shengtian thought carefully, “It seems that only Lord Hornless can be Que’s opponent on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. Although Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen cultivate very fast, they are still far from the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm.”
Luo Sha smiled and said, “Nothing is absolute. After all, this is a battle between clans. No matter how strong Lord Hornless and Que are, they are only one person. In front of the clan’s legion of Supreme Saints, they were still too weak. With a large number of Immortal Vampires Supreme Saints rushing back, Zhang Ruochen still had a chance to kill Lord Hornless. Next, it’s up to Zhang Ruochen, Yan Wushen, and Que to seize the opportunity.
“Relatively speaking, among the four of them, Zhang Ruochen is in the most disadvantageous position because he has the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill and Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.”
Luo Shengtian said, “So, you still favor Yan Wushen and the Yanluo clan in the end?”
Luo Sha smiled but didn’t say anything.
Sometimes, no matter how many analyses there were, they couldn’t keep up with the changes in the situation.
Luo Sha said, “Let’s go to the home planet of the Nether Clan first. It’s time for my Path of Destiny to come in handy!”
Luo Sha and Luo Shengtian were the children of the former Scioness of Destiny. They had the best teachers since they were young. With their talent and comprehension ability, their attainments in the Path of Destiny were naturally not weak. They could be used to predict many things, so it was not difficult to find the Nether clansmen.
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Zhang Ruochen slowed his flight speed as he approached the Albajade Tree.
The Chant of Death cast by Wujiang’s alliance with more than 100 Nether Clan Supreme Saints was very terrifying. It hurt Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power and Saint Soul. His body was also severely injured.
Fortunately, he had refined the Pale Blood Soil and had the Heart of the Divine Tree. That was how he had survived.
If it had been Yan Wushen, Yan Huangtu, and the others, even if they had not died, they would have been injured to the point of losing their battle strength.
It’s almost impossible to fight against a clan alone. I can’t do it without it, and neither can Lord Hornless. Only when my cultivation reaches the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm and I release all the divine power of the Demigod-level physique can I truly fight against a clan,’ Zhang Ruochen thought.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen desperately hoped that the Supreme Saint of the Immortal Vampires could come back as soon as possible.
He didn’t want to lose the Battle of Celestial-Hunting.
Supreme Saint Yuan Fei dared to chase after Lord Hornless because he had the support of the entire Deathkin’s Supreme Saint. Lord Hornless fled because he knew that he couldn’t win against a clan.
As he flew, he refined the Power of Curse in his body.
After flying for about 500 miles, Zhang Ruochen met a Deathkin’s Supreme Saint hiding behind a tree branch.
That Deathkin Supreme Saint was about to send a message to Supreme Saint Yuan Fei with a Communication talisman when Zhang Ruochen appeared behind him and knocked him unconscious with one palm.
Zhang Ruochen removed the Deathkin Supreme Saint’s clothes and donned them himself.
After stealing some of the Deathkin Supreme Saint’s memories, Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate to use the Divine Purification Flame to burn him to ashes and steal his Sainthood Source.
Then, Zhang Ruochen transformed into his appearance.
These Deathkin Supreme Saints were here to deal with the Immortal Vampires. There was no need to be merciful to them.
If they had to be killed, they had to be killed.
That Deathkin Supreme Saint who had died was called “Han Jue”. He was short and fat. He didn’t look good.
Next, Zhang Ruochen met six more Deathkin Supreme Saints. They were guarding six different places. After greeting them one by one, they flew over.
Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Ruochen saw the corpse of an Immortal Vampire Supreme Saint.
This Immortal Vampire Supreme Saint had obviously burned his blood and fought with all his might before he died. His body had become shriveled. However, the opponents he faced were far too formidable. They flattened him and nailed him to the white tree like a patty of meat.
The Sainthood Source had been dug out.
Zhang Ruochen kept silent and flew forward.
Along the way, he encountered more than a dozen corpses of Immortal Vampires. Some had been refined into bones. Some had been attacked by the saint techniques of the Deathkins and turned into rotting corpses. Some had been dismembered and their bones were incomplete.
Although he hadn’t seen the battle with his own eyes, Zhang Ruochen could guess how cruel the battle had been.
No Immortal Vampires had left the battlefield. They were all burning their blood to fight with the Deathkin pursuers to buy time. Perhaps every time they died, they hoped that Zhang Ruochen would arrive in time.
Unfortunately, there weren’t so many things that could be done in time.
Zhang Ruochen was composed. He wasn’t angry or depressed. However, the fact that these Immortal Vampires Supreme Saints were willing to die for the honor and benefits of the clan, and fought to the last drop of their blood, had left an impression on his heart.
No matter how much he hated the Immortal Vampires, he had a sense of admiration for the dead.
Boom
The sound of battle came into his ears.
There were strong waves of death qi and blood-red aura moving through the branches.
Zhang Ruochen sped up and landed on a branch that was more than 70 meters thick. He saw nearly 100 Deathkin Supreme Saints attacking 22 Supreme Saints of the Immortal Vampires.
Seven Immortal Vampires Supreme Saints had been killed by a silk-like Regal Artifact.
There were two Supreme Saints in the Hundred-Shackle Realm’s Great Perfection stage. One of them was a young lady. She was ugly and had small eyes. Her entire body was filled with death Qi. She was holding a Regal Artifact made of silk.
The other Supreme Saint in the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm was a burly man with horns on his head. His spiritual power was strong. He held a blue pearl and suppressed the Immortal Vampires who wanted to self-destruct.
Pan Ruo and Supreme Saint Yuan Fei were nowhere to be seen.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes. He adjusted his robe and flew over openly.
There were more than enough Supreme Saints. They could, in theory, kill a powerhouse like Zhang Ruochen, but it all depended on the circumstances.
They could use the power of each Supreme Saint reasonably if they couldn’t organize a joint attack in a short period of time and there weren’t any top-tier powerhouses in charge of the overall situation. They were then completely dispersed. Zhang Ruochen couldn’t destroy them with time and space, but he could easily defeat them.
After all, there were nearly 100 Supreme Saints. If Zhang Ruochen wanted to escape, it was already amazing that he could keep one-third of them.
The ugly-looking young woman sensed a cultivator approaching. She glanced at Zhang Ruochen and asked, “Han Jue, what are you doing here?”
“The situation outside has changed. Wujiang lost to Zhang Ruochen and was expelled from the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting,” Zhang Ruochen said.
The ugly-looking woman was slightly shocked. “How is that possible? There are so many Nether Clan saints around Wujiang. Even if he lost, he wouldn’t be expelled from the battlefield.”
