The Clash of the Non-Supreme Saint Fighters
The Clash of the Non-Supreme Saint Fighters
Many of them fled the war fortress in a panic.
"Let us kill our way in!"
Zhang Ruochen ordered his soldiers to attack with a wave of his hand.
Those Celestial Court cultivators on the four warships were transfixed for a second before they all came to their senses and lunged out toward the army of Deathkin.
The Deathkin were running scared, and it was the best time to attack.
"What?"
Those Deathkin Shenzis were all shocked when they saw the war fortress fall.
At first, they had thought of using the eight fortress-like barracks to stop the Celestial Court army on the outside before they slowly killed them.
They were very confident about the defense ability of the war fortresses and did not expect one to be brought down so quickly.
"The corpse of the Divine Python, it is under Zhang Ruochen's control."
Chixing Shenzi's face looked grave when he saw the corpse of the Divine Python.
Previously, Pei Yutian had taken the Yuanhui Tribulation Sacred Herb from him and hidden at the bottom of the Cliff of Doom. He had sent the Blackflame General to recover it but Zhang Ruochen had captured and killed the Blackflame General instead.
When news of a divine body buried at the bottom of the Cliff of Doom spread, he had wanted to get a piece of the action. However, Zheng Yuan had stopped him, and he could only watch as Zhang Ruochen took the Divine Python's corpse.
In Chixing Shenzi's mind, the Yuanhui Tribulation Sacred Herb and the Divine Python's corpse should have belonged to him. But at the end of the day, he had achieved nothing. Instead, he had become a laughingstock in the eyes of the other Deathkin Shenzis and Ladies.
When he saw Zhang Ruochen use the corpse of the Divine Python to defeat a war fortress now, he became enraged. How he wished he could spare a hand to deal with Zhang Ruochen.
"Zhang Ruochen has some skill!" There was a sinister look in Yuanmo Shenzi's eyes.
"How dare you be distracted while you fight me, Yuanmo!" Xuanyuan Liekong shouted.
He unleashed his God-King Fist, each strike more powerful than the last as if he was possessed by the God King of War.
Bi Yunhai could summon one-third of the Precepts of Heaven and Earth within a 7,000-mile radius, while Xuanyuan Liekong could summon half of the precepts within an 8,000-mile radius. Xuanyuan Liekong was so much more powerful than Bi Yunhai.
In theory, a cultivator at the pinnacle of Saint Kinghood could summon the Precepts of Heaven and Earth within a 10,000-mile radius.
However, in reality, a 6,000- to 7,000-mile radius was already exceptional. Few could go up to an 8,000-mile radius.
Yuanmo Shenzi's range was also 8,000 miles, which was comparable to that of Xuanyuan Liekong. So the gap between them was minimal, and the battle came to a stalemate.
"If all of you think you can win just because you've brought down a bivouac, you are all sorely mistaken. Don't forget that Qi Yang is here. You're all going to lose," said Yuanmo Shenzi.
Qi Yang was equal to, if not above, him in terms of strength. In the Celestial Court, who except Xuanyuan Liekong was his equal?
Now that he was holding off Xuanyuan Liekong, the Celestial Court forces would suffer huge casualties and flee with their tails between their legs in just a few moments.
"Oh, yeah? We shall see," Xuanyuan Liekong sneered.
Since Zheng Yuan trusted Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin, he could only trust them, too.
Of course, he did not like the idea of betting his hope on someone else. He trusted himself more.
He did not need Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxi to defeat Qi Yang. As long as they could hold off Qi Yang while he beat Yuanmo Shenzi, victory would be certain.
In front of the broken war fortress, Ji Fanxin started to attack aggressively as she no longer wanted to mess around with Commander He Yun.
An intense spiritual power produced a rain of petals, drowning Commander He Yun in it.
Once the rain of petals dissipated after a few moments, Commander He Yun plunged straight down from the air. He appeared to be dead.
Next, Ji Fanxin appeared beside Zhang Ruochen and pressed forward toward the heart of Xianji Mountain with him.
Their purpose here was not to fight with the Deathkins but to retrieve the trunk of the Divine Sky-Connecting Tree, which was their actual target.
Right now, the Deathkins were retreating, overwhelmed by Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxi's attack.
Before long, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, as well as Pei Yutian, arrived and joined them.
Pei Yutian was not doing nothing earlier. In fact, he had joined the battle from the beginning. His cultivation base might only be in the realm of the Lesser Precept World, but his level of physical strength was enough for him to challenge Precept Domain fighters.
"Are we attacking alone, Big Brother? Should we help the other teams first?" asked Xiang Chunan.
"That won't be necessary. The situation favors us now. Let us get to the Altar of Death. Clear out all the obstacles!"
"Okay, let's slaughter them all!" Xiang Chunan snickered.
While speaking, he had cast out his Metal Demonic Crown at the Deathkin general, who was already badly wounded.
Meanwhile, Feng Yan performed God Shadow, striking out his six arms to grab the six Precept Domain Death Knights.
If it had not been for the Death Legates' intervention, he would have killed the six Precept Domain Death Knights.
Those Death Legates, still maintaining the massive Shadow of Death, were trying to stop Feng Yan again.
"Sky Soaring Dragon-elephant!"
Zhang Ruochen made his move. The dragon and elephant shadows lunged out with overwhelming energy as he summoned over half of the heavenly and earthly precepts within a 2,000-mile radius.
Bang!
The Shadow of Death formed by the several dozen Death Legates was forced to retreat because the blow almost broke it up.
Due to his Advanced Saint Technique, Zhang Ruochen could now summon the Precepts of Heaven and Earth within a 2,000-mile radius. This ability was better than that of a Path's Anterior fighter and comparable to that of Huo Nu.
While he could summon half of the Precepts of Heaven and Earth, Huo Nu could only summon two-fifths of it. Therefore, although Huo Nu had an upper hand in terms of cultivation base, he still could not hold a candle to Zhang Ruochen.
When Zhang Ruochen used his Precepts of Truth, Huo Nu became a sitting duck.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen still had a long way to go before his strength could match Xuanyuan Liekong and Yuanmo Shenzi's.
Once his cultivation base improved further, though, attaining the realms of Precept Domain, Heaven's Reach, and even Path's Anterior, it would be hard to tell who was better unless they squared it off.
In the Lesser Precept World realm, Zhang Ruochen still had much room for improvement. All he needed was time.
Without the Death Legates' interference, Feng Yan captured the six Precept Domain Death Knights with ease.
He showed the Death Knights no mercy and killed them all before he harvested their Saint Souls.
He could exchange the six Saint Souls for a handsome number of merit points at the Grand Terminal of Merits.
While Zhang Ruochen and his mates prepared to launch a large-scale assault, the battle between Bi Yunhai and Qi Yang took a sudden turn.
Bi Yunhai was slashed in the shoulder by Qi Yang's blade, and blood oozed out of the deep wound.
He was badly injured from the cut.
"Darn it!"
Bi Yunhai was furious. Saint Light glowed and a sky-blue gourd flew out of his forehead.
The gourd was the size of a human palm, and it was engraved with esoteric inscriptions, which were very different from those on the Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifacts.
"Regal Weapon!" Zhang Ruochen muttered.
Both the Azuresky Bow and Whitesun Arrow were Regal Weapons, so he was very familiar with them.
It surprised him to see Bi Yunhai possessing a Regal Weapon.
As Bi Yunhai continued to inject his Saint Qi, the sky-blue gourd rapidly expanded to over ten yards tall.
Over 200,000 Regal inscriptions appeared; the Regal Saint Power had triggered ripples to form in the dimension.
"Prepare to die, Qi Yang!"
Bi Yunhai was really mad. He trained the sky-blue gourd at Qi Yang.
Boom!
A beam of bright sky-blue Saint Light shot out of the gourd, almost causing the dimension to distort.
He had suffered humiliation from the first round, and now he was completely mad. He was not going to hold back anymore. He wanted to use all available means to defeat and even kill Qi Yang to redeem his pride.
Regal Weapons were seriously powerful, especially when used by a top fighter like Bi Yunhai.
Just then, a blood-red light blade cut the sky-blue Saint Light in half.
"H-How could this be possible?"
Bi Yunhai was shocked with his eyes wide open. He could not believe what he saw.
He had a Regal Weapon, and it was the most powerful strike he had ever used. How could he have been defeated so easily?
Everyone could now see Qi Yang holding a demonic saber that glinted with a strange blood-red light. It exuded an air of supremacy.
"A Supreme Artifact!"
The Celestial Court cultivators' eyes were on stalks.
Bi Yun Hai's regal weapon was terrific enough, but Qi Yang's Supreme Artifact was even more horrible.
At this time, even Zhang Ruochen's face had turned grim. He knew better than anyone else when it came to Supreme Artifacts.
The moment he saw that demonic saber, he knew for sure that it was a hot-off-the-furnace, complete Supreme Artifact, hot off the furnace.
Since the Kunlun Realm prohibited the entrance of Supreme Saints, even the local Supreme Saints had evacuated.
If there were any Supreme Saints remaining in the Kunlun Realm, they could only come from the Divine Land, Saint Land, or the Forbidden Land of Awakening.
Once they came out and were discovered, they would be expelled immediately.
Most implement spirits of the Supreme Artifacts were of the Supreme Saint rank in terms of strength. Thus, they could not enter or stay in the Kunlun Realm.
Those Supreme Artifacts that could enter the Kunlun Realm were without implement spirits, or their implement spirits were relatively weak.
It was just like the case of Blood Dripper, which had only become a Supreme Artifact for a few hundred years. The strength of its implement spirit had not reached its peak, so it could remain in the Kunlun Realm.
There was also Xuetu's Seamless Purgatory Tower, which was a very ancient Supreme Artifact. It had been badly damaged and its implement spirit had not fully recovered. So it was not restricted, either.
As for Xia Wenxin's Godslayer Cross-Shield, its implement spirit had been dormant all the time, as though no implement spirit existed.
Once the implement spirit woke up, it would certainly be expelled.
The demonic saber in Qi Yang's hands was a complete Supreme Artifact. Yet he could bring it into the Kunlun Realm. That showed its implement spirit was still weak.
Nevertheless, as weak as the implement spirit was, a complete Supreme Artifact could still unleash an immense amount of power, good enough to pose a threat to a Neverwither Supreme Saint.
"I am surprised that you dare to use a little Regal Weapon to fight me. Where did you get your courage from? Well, that's not important. I will use your blood as an offering to my Blood-Drinking Demonic Saber. It will be your honor to be the first person to die by my Blood-Drinking Demonic Saber."
Qi Yang stuck his tongue out to lick the demonic saber with a ruthless look in his eyes.