The Immortal Blood Clan of the Qingtian Clan, all of them laughed excitedly, feeling that success or failure had already been decided, and that the Time Successor of the Human Clan would surely die.
It wasn’t certain that they would be able to drink some of the time and space heir’s blood as well, thus enhancing their own fleshly physique.
“A human capable of forging legends is about to fall, there’s really some anticipation of how delicious his blood is?”
Princess Flameheart’s **** gently licked her red lips, her beautiful eyes, revealing a scorching light.
The Zotian Blood Sage carried a pair of arms behind his back, looking leisurely as he laughed, “It’s still necessary for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to make a move in order to cleanly kill Zhang Ruochen.”
Chang Wan raised his four arms, a blood-red glow emerging from every inch of his skin as he said in a deep voice, “As long as I’m given a little more time, I’ll be able to suppress Zhang Ruochen as well.”
Princess Flameheart lightly glanced at Chang Wan, revealing a disdainful expression, saying, “You still have the nerve to say that you can’t take down a Seventh Order Half-Saint even though you’re already a figure who has crossed the Third Paramount Sacred Tribulation. Luckily, you’re still the future king personally named by Lord Qingtian Blood Emperor, is that the only thing you’re capable of?”
If someone else dared to be so sarcastic, Chang Wan would have definitely already blasted him with his fist.
However, the other party was Princess Flameheart, and Chang Wan was unable to strike, not to mention the huge background behind Princess Flameheart, just her own strength also made Chang Wan quite scornful.
In fact, Chang Wan’s heart was also speechless, knowing that when he was a seventh-order half-saint, he was able to strike a ninth-order half-saint of the murderous race.
However, now that he had crossed the third Quasi-Saint Tribulation and was just a step away from the Saint realm, he couldn’t even take down a Seventh Order Half-Saint.
Could there be anything more humiliating than this?
“Why are there still fluctuations of Zhang Ruochen’s life in the ground, why isn’t he dead yet?”
The Zotian Blood Saint realised that something was wrong, and the wrinkles on his forehead, all piled up together.
Chang Wan was confident in Prince Qing Tian and said, “With Your Highness’s strength, killing Zhang Ruochen is as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs, there is nothing to worry about ……”
“Rumble.”
A loud bang was heard from the ground, and the air in this part of the world shook violently.
Immediately after, a silhouette, bending and arching its body, flew backwards from the ground, rushing all the way up to a hundred metres high in mid-air before coming to a stop.
The crowd looked over and stared at that silhouette, all of them stunned.
That person was actually Prince Qing Tian.
At the corner of Prince Qing Tian’s mouth, there was a trace of blood hanging.
At the location of his abdomen, there was also a bloodstained shoe footprint, from which it could be seen that Prince Qing Tian had been kicked out of the ground.
Who had such a powerful force that could injure Prince Qing Tian and kick him out?
Zhang Ruochen?
Prince Qing Tian stood in mid-air, his eyes quite serious as he stared tightly at the dark cave below.
In the cave, there was a multicoloured light surging out and becoming stronger and stronger, causing the entire oasis to rise with multicoloured chaotic light.
Footsteps sounded.
Zhang Ruochen walked out of the cave without slowing down, his body had multiple bloodstains on it, however, those bloodstains were all covered by the multicoloured chaotic light.
Without any unnecessary words, all the 122 orifices on Prince Qing Tian’s body emitted a dazzling light as if they were carrying a starry sky as they exploded with all their might, both palms bombarding downwards at the same time.
This time, not only did Zhang Ruochen not dodge, instead, he charged upwards against the sky, silently chanting, “Dragon Swimming in the Nine Heavens.”
“Ow!”
The deafening dragon roar pierced all the way to a thousand miles away.
At the periphery of Zhang Ruochen’s body, a ten-mile-long dragon shadow condensed, overlapping with his palm print and colliding with the handprint struck by Prince Qing Tian.
“Boom.”
The green-coloured dragon shadow smashed Prince Qing Tian’s handprint to smithereens, and Zhang Ruochen’s handprint, striking Prince Qing Tian’s body, sent him flying once again, throwing him higher into the sky.
Blood spat out from Prince Qing Tian’s mouth, suffering a heavy blow.
The entire heaven and earth fell into a deathly silence, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.
It was too shocking!
Prince Qing Tian, the seventh in the Outer Ranking of Half Saints, was actually beaten to the point of spitting out blood.
How did Zhang Ruochen suddenly become so powerful?
He was simply standing calmly on the ground, even as he scared those Immortal Blood Clansmen into retreating, simply with an invincible stance.
The smiles on the faces of all the Immortal Blood Clansmen disappeared, replaced by a look of fear.
The Blood Ant Beast King and Corpse Ancestor Bird Beast King sucked in a breath of cool air, only feeling their scalps numb, and immediately led the savage beasts present, retreating three hundred miles backwards.
The pressure that the Zhang Ruochen of today caused them was no less than the Heaven Swallowing Demon Dragon. If they didn’t retreat farther, they might not be able to escape once Zhang Ruochen went on a killing spree.
Wan Huayu was also slightly stunned for a moment, then came to a realisation, revealing a rather excited smile, ”I see! The reason why Zhang Ruochen attacked the Qingtian Tribe alone was purely because he wanted to make use of Prince Qingtian’s oppression on him so that he could break through to a higher realm. Now it seems that his realm has broken through and the situation will be reversed.”
When they learnt that Zhang Ruochen had broken through the realm, all the cultivators of all the clans were excited beyond words.
Because, this meant that, in addition to the top ranked few Realm Sons, the Human Race had another top ranked powerhouse that could intimidate the Barbarian Beast clans.
Finally, Prince Qing Tian stabilised his figure and slowly fell to the ground.
A large portion of the yellow robe on Prince Qingtian’s body was shattered, his long hair was spread out, and he no longer had that noble and elegant aura as his eyes turned blood-red and he said, “Zhang Ruochen, you used this Prince as a whetstone to help you succeed in breaking through to a new realm, aren’t you quite proud of yourself now?”
Zhang Ruochen stood opposite Prince Qingtian, his gaze as calm as water as he said, “It’s not as if you’ve become a saint on the ground, so there’s nothing to talk about being complacent about. I can only say that from now on, I can finally have a real battle with you. Without using your true strength yet, I don’t believe that the seventh figure on the Outer List of Demi-Saints only has so little power.”
“Fine! This Crown Prince will fulfil you.”Prince Qing Tian said.
Before Prince Qing Tian could strike, the Immortal Blood Race’s camp, the centre of a large blood formation, the Immortal Blood Race’s Ninth Order Half-Saint who presided over the formation combined the power of the formation and manipulated a tripod shaped Thousand Stripes Sacred Artifact to fly out, inducing Thousand Stripes Destruction Power and suppressing Zhang Ruochen towards him.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze glanced at him and mobilised the holy qi within his body in a continuous stream, then, he struck out with a palm, colliding with the tripod-shaped Thousand Stripes Saint Artifact.
“Boom.”
The Thousand Lines Sacred Artifact flew out diagonally and impacted inside the blood pool not far away, breaking the pool into pieces.
The more than a hundred Immortal Blood Race members who were sitting around the blood pool and were cultivating suffered from the impact of that power fluctuation, and all of them let out miserable screams.
Among them, there were dozens of people who were killed on the spot.
Using a palm of flesh and blood, beating away a Thousand Stripes Sacred Artifact and ignoring the Thousand Stripes Destruction Power, only the Heaven Swallowing Demon Dragon had performed such a tactic before this.
This scene was quite shocking and made people feel fearful.
“Come out together and help His Highness the Crown Prince suppress Zhang Ruochen.”
Bright holy light emanated from Chang Wan’s body, coalescing into a holy phase that was more than thirty zhang tall, lifting up two ebony black lances and taking the lead in attacking Zhang Ruochen.
Immediately after, the Zotian Blood Sage, Princess Flameheart, and Ghost Mist, all struck out as well.
With a roll of his sleeve, the Zotian Blood Saint rolled up the tripod-shaped Thousand Stripes Sacred Artifact in the blood pool and dragged it in the palm of his hand, inspiring the Thousand Stripes Destructive Power in the tripod to strike horizontally at Zhang Ruochen.
Above Princess Flameheart’s head, a crimson copper furnace hovered, also surging out a Thousand Lines of Destruction Force that, in an instant, incinerated all of the golden trees in the oasis, causing the land to turn into a flame-spewing wilderness.
Ghost Mist’s body disintegrated and turned into a black mist that rushed into the ground and disappeared without a trace. No one knew when he would rush out and deal Zhang Ruochen a fatal blow.
Each of the four great experts of the Qingtian Clan was a figure capable of fighting with a Saint of the Lower Realm.
When the four joined forces, they were simply invincible, and even Prince Qing Tian had to retreat.
Chang Wan’s attack was the first to arrive.
The two long spears in his hands became as thick as pillars, surging out thunderbolts and blood awnings respectively, like divine pillars standing at the centre of heaven and earth, pouring down towards Zhang Ruochen.
From Zhang Ruochen’s mouth, he spat out two words, “Seeking death.”
At some point, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword had appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s hand.
Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and chopped, dragging out a long sword aura, and with a bang, he chopped off the two long spears.
The sharp sword aura, which continued to fly out, tore Chang Wan’s Sacred Phase to shreds and landed directly on his body, leaving a deep sword mark on his chest, almost splitting him in half.
Chang Wan was shocked and suppressed his injuries, immediately fleeing into the distance.
“Where to flee?”
Zhang Ruochen’s paw stomped on the ground, and a powerful spatial force surged out from the soles of his feet, shattering the space in a hundred feet radius.
The attacks of Princess Flameheart and Zotian Blood Saint, which struck into the shattered space, immediately disappeared without a trace and did not hurt Zhang Ruochen at all.
On top of that, the ghostly mist that was originally hidden in the ground immediately fled out and retreated into the distance.
Princess Flameheart and Zotian Blood Saint retrieved their Thousand Lines Sacred Weapons and performed their body techniques to pull away from Zhang Ruochen, fearing that they would be caught inside the shattered space.
Chang Wan, however, was not able to escape; there was a spatial crack that cut off his path of retreat.
“Damn it, how did Zhang Ruochen break through the breakthrough realm and become so strong.”
Chang Wan’s heart was very anxious and wanted to escape because he knew that the current Zhang Ruochen was simply the Lord of God Blocking God and Buddha Blocking Buddha, it was simply not something that he could forcefully fight against.
“Sword Five!”
Zhang Ruochen’s voice came from behind Chang Wan, from far away.
Chang Wan realised the danger and braced his Sacred Phase up, only, before he had the chance to unleash his means of attack, a sword light flew over, piercing through both him and the Sacred Phase at the same time.
“Puffing.”
Dense sword lines appeared on Chang Wan’s body, and then, it exploded as if it was ceramic, turning into a cloud of blood mist, leaving a blood-red spot on the ground.
Zhang Ruochen carried the bloody sword and stepped out from the blood mist, appearing extraordinarily cold, and in the eyes of those Immortal Blood Clansmen, he was simply like a god of death.
A future King Chang Wan who had crossed three Quasi-Saint Tribulations and would surely become a Saint had also fallen, who would dare to call Zhang Ruochen’s bluff?
All the gazes of the Immortal Blood Race all looked towards Prince Qing Tian. Right now, perhaps only His Highness the Crown Prince could block this God of Murder.
Can it be stopped?
