In the ancient city, the streets, castles, and buildings were arranged in a well-ordered manner, so it could be imagined how brilliant and prosperous this place was once.
At this moment, a piece of black ghostly mist, with a creepy and severe whistling, surged past from above the streets, and then, on the ground, it was leaving behind a field of corpses.
Fires shot up to the sky, and smoke rose in all directions.
The ancient city with a long history quickly turned into a sea of fire and ruins, becoming a playground for the undead and war corpses to plunder.
In the centre area of the ancient city, with Feng Yincicada and Yin Xuanji as the leaders, the strong men of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race surrounded the City Lord’s Mansion.
The architectural form of the City Lord’s Mansion resembled a castle.
The most powerful batch of indigenous cultivators all retreated into the City Lord’s Mansion, wanting to rely on the City Lord’s Mansion’s protective formation to fend off the Extraterrestrial Evil Demons and save a life.
“You Extraterrestrial Evil Devils, you have taken by force, your hands are full of blood, and you have committed countless crimes, you will surely not die a good death.”
In the City Lord’s Mansion, a cursing voice came out.
Outside the City Lord’s Mansion.
The heir of the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan, Yin Xuan Ji, had a white corpse cloth wrapped around his body, wrapping his body as if he were a mummy, only revealing a pair of morose eyes.
The white corpse cloth, a rare treasure, was once the shroud of a great saint.
By wrapping it around his body in place of his skin, Yin Xuan Ji would be able to directly absorb the massive power in the corpse cloth, causing his cultivation to soar.
Yin Xuan Ji’s voice was rather hoarse as he said, ”There is no need to talk to them, strike together, break through the defence formation and wipe out all the indigenous cultivators. Remember one thing, don’t damage their corpses, I still have to use them to refine battle corpses.”
The strongest members of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race immediately used secret hand seals to manipulate the war corpses that stood behind them and attacked the City Lord’s Mansion.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
……
Some of these war corpses, the power fluctuations scattered out were extremely powerful, comparable to that of a Beast King, and every strike that fell would cause the City Protector Formation to tremble.
Immediately after, Feng Yincicada also issued a command order for the clansmen of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan, to join in and start attacking the defensive array as well.
It didn’t take long for the defensive array to be breached.
The two ancient clans sent out a total of twelve Battle Corpse Kings and Uncanny Kings, crushing forward and killing the indigenous cultivators.
Among the indigenous cultivators, there was a Martial King with six dragon shadows wrapped around his body, who roared, “Are you guys definitely going to drive everyone to extinction?”
“So what if we drive everyone to extinction? Lol.”
Yin Xuan Ji smiled grimly and said playfully.
“Then we’ll burn both jade and stone.”
That Six Dragons Martial King’s eyes pierced red as he roared out, casting out an ancient art of sacrificing himself, and with a stomp of his feet, he rushed in the direction of Yin Xuan Ji and the Ancient Clan of the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan.
The ancient art he cast out could, through sacrificing himself, explode with destructive power when he was about to die, killing all the living beings around him.
In the Green Dragon Market Realm, cultivators who were able to cultivate six dragon shadows were known as “Martial Kings”, definitely comparable to Beast Kings.
The six-dragon Martial King in front of him was severely injured and had no choice but to sacrifice himself.
He used up the last of his strength within his body and burst out in a rush, with an aura that was unrelenting.
“It’s really a bit interesting, to want to die with this gongzi.”
The corner of Yin Xuan Ji’s mouth hooked, revealing an evil smile, and then, with a stretch of his five fingers, he struck the Green-eyed Blue Blood Bead out, striking the Six Dragons Martial King’s chest.
A ghost cloud surged out from the green-eyed blue blood bead, and the power that exploded from the ghost cloud overcame the force of the Sixth Dragon Martial King’s forward charge, sending him flying backwards.
“No…”
That Six-Dragon Martial King let out a mournful shout, his heart filled with unwillingness, yet in the end, his physical body burst apart, releasing a devastating force that caused the entire City Lord’s Mansion to turn into flat ground.
The same death-defying move that he had unleashed not only failed to injure the Extraterrestrial Evil Demon, but instead, killed a large swathe of indigenous cultivators.
By now, the indigenous cultivators were injured and died, completely losing the power to resist.
“It’s a pity that a good battle corpse.”
Yin Xuan Ji retrieved the Green-eyed Blue Blood Pearl and held it in the palm of his hand, gently caressing it.
It was because of the possession of the Green-eyed Blue-blooded Pearl, a powerful ghost weapon, that he was able to block that Six-Dragon Martial King’s dying counter-attack and send the other party flying backward.
Moreover, back when he was trapped in the netherworld, if he didn’t have the Green-eyed Blue-blooded Pearl, it would have been impossible for him to escape back to the Kunlun Realm.
When he thought of this, Yin Xuan Ji was thinking of Zhang Ruochen.
Immediately after, his eyes, revealed a grim look, full of hatred and brutality.
If he met Zhang Ruochen again, he would definitely refine him into a corpse slave and make him a slave of the Yin Family for the rest of his life.
An arrogant voice came from afar, “Ghost Raising Ancient Clan and Corpse Catching Ancient Clan people all listen to me, hand over all the treasures in your hands, otherwise, shoot on sight.”
Hearing these words, the cultivators of the Ghost Raising Ancient Race and the Corpse Catching Ancient Race were all seething with anger.
“Who speaks so loudly?”
Yin Xuan Ji’s gaze became even colder as he looked in the direction the voice came from.
Only to see, on the street, a red-haired monkey, carrying an iron rod and riding a fallow deer beast, was slowly travelling in the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion.
This person was none other than Sun Dadi.
“Where did the rabble-rouser come from, die for me.”
An old man from the Corpse Catching Ancient Race manipulated a war corpse wearing black iron armour and attacked Sun Dadi.
With a swing of Sun Dadi’s iron rod, he directly blew up the war corpse, which was comparable to a Half Saint, and even the bones and iron armour shattered into slag.
Immediately after, Sun Dadi raised the iron rod above his head, and his mouth spat out ripples of sound waves that shook the four directions, “Those who stand in my way will die.”
The old man from the Corpse Catching Ancient Race was startled, realising that the red-haired monkey in front of him was not to be messed with, and so, he immediately fell backwards.
In the other direction, Dasikong rode the Mistletoe Deer Beast, lifted up his sleeves, revealing two thick hand bladders, holding a golden Zen staff, pointing at the cultivators of the two major ancient races, and said gruffly, “Settle down, don’t act rashly, our purpose is only to seek wealth, we don’t want to kill.”
At this moment, the Da Sikong, which looked like a Buddhist cultivator, was simply an evil monk who came out of a bandit’s den.
To the east, on top of a wide street, Xiao Hei and Zhao Shiqi brought about ten Mistletoe Deer Beasts and lifted dozens of clansmen of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan out in a row, crippling them.
On the streets, miserable screams rang out one after another.
The little black man stood up, his two claws behind his back, and said, ”The higher-ups of the Ghost Raising Ancient Race and the Corpse Catching Ancient Race had better exercise restraint and not use force to solve their problems. If you anger this emperor, blood will flow here today.”
In the western direction, Huang Yichen and Qing Mo were each riding a Mistletoe Deer Beast, and there was a powerful aura radiating out from them, forcing the cultivators of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race to keep retreating.
Strong people appeared in every direction, obviously from the same force, even wanted to rob the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan and the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan, how hard is it for them not to know how powerful the two ancient clans are?
Not only were the cultivators of the two races a little unresponsive, even the indigenous humans in the city were a little uncertain.
Yin Xuan Ji’s eyes fell on Huang Yichen, recognising her as none other than Empress Chi Yao’s disciple, one of the Nine Great Realm Sons, and also Zhang Ruochen’s fiancée.
Feng Yin Cicada, however, looked over towards Da Sikong, recognising the great monk, revealing a thoughtful expression, and then, with a pair of soulful eyes, she looked towards the ghostly mist-tossed ancient city as if searching for something, and uttered a silver-bell-like laughter, “Zhang Ruochen, since you’ve already sailed here, aren’t you going to show yourself yet?”
“What? Zhang Ruochen has come?”
“No wonder this group of people are so arrogant, so they are Zhang Ruochen’s men.”
……
The cultivators of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race were all shocked and shaken in their hearts.
Although the cultivators of the two ancient clans had been staying in the Green Dragon Dynasty, they had still heard of Zhang Ruochen’s glorious battle results in the Winning Gemma Desert and knew that he had crossed over into the sequence of first-tier powerhouses.
He had fought the nineteen kings alone and singled out the Qingtian Clan.
Who could not be afraid of such a character?
“Ow!”
A deafening beast roar rang out.
The huge body of the Misty Deer Beast King passed through the layers of ghostly mist and arrived at the centre area of the ancient city. The Beast King’s aura was quite powerful, scaring the natives in the city, all of them lying on the ground and trembling in fear.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the back of the Mistletoe Deer Beast King, his body standing straight as he said, “Since you know that it’s me that’s coming, you should have taken the initiative to leave behind the heavenly materials and treasures that you’ve collected and retreat, so that you can at least save a life.”
A gloomy laughter came out of Yin Xuanji’s mouth as he said, “Zhang Ruochen, everyone is saying that you are now wildly out of control, defying all your peers. Originally, I was still a bit unconvinced, but now it seems that you are really a bit inflated and really think that you are already invincible?”
“Whether or not you are invincible, won’t you know if you come and try it yourself?”Zhang Ruochen said indifferently.
“Good! Since you took the initiative to send me to the door, it saves me the trouble of running around, so today, we’ll settle old scores and new ones together.”Yin Xuan Ji said sinisterly.
Yin Xuan Ji did not belittle Zhang Ruochen, but rather, he placed considerable importance on this opponent and regarded him as a great enemy.
The opponent was able to subdue a Beast King as a mount, it was likely that he had truly become a first-tier powerhouse.
“Young Lord, I will go and test his depth first.”
A Paramount Saint from the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan was worried that something untoward had happened to Yin Xuanji, so he rushed out first.
This Quasi-Saint, named Yin Xian, was three generations higher than Yin Xuan Ji, had already crossed two Quasi-Saint Tribulations, and could be ranked in the top ten in the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan, so his strength was quite powerful.
Yin Xian did not approach Zhang Ruochen, but instead used secret hand seals to control four silver-armoured war corpses, forming a corpse formation and attacking Zhang Ruochen.
Each silver-armoured war corpse had the combat power of a First Happening Associate Saint.
The four silver-armoured war corpses formed a formation and exploded with a power that was a few points more powerful than a War Corpse King.
With a wave of his arm, Zhang Ruochen struck the Boundary Son Seal out, stirring up an imperial aura that fell downwards as if it was a jade palace.
In just one strike, the corpse formation was broken.
“Boom boom.”
A series of explosions.
Only four silver-armoured war corpses were shattered into pieces by the power of the Boundary Son Seal, turning them into pieces of corpse flesh.
Even Yin Xian was also impacted by the Qi energy that came out from the Boundary Son Seal, spitting out a mouthful of blood, severely traumatised, and kept falling backwards, retreating until he reached behind Yin Xuan Ji before he could stabilise his footsteps.
That force just now was definitely comparable to the full force strike of a Saint realm being.
Luckily, Yin Xian was only rushed by the aftermath of the power of the Boundary Son Seal, or else, he would have definitely already lost his divine form.
Present, the cultivators of the two ancient clans, their legs trembled, all of them feeling their hearts palpitate.
Was the power of a first tier powerhouse so terrifying?
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen’s expression looked very relaxed, clearly not using his full strength.
