The topmost powerhouses of the Green Dragon Dynasty had either gone to the outer cities to fight or to the top of the Sacred Mountain to guard the altar, and conversely, the defences of this glorious royal palace had become quite weak.
With Zhang Ruochen and the others’ cultivation, they didn’t alert the indigenous cultivators in the royal palace and broke in without God’s knowledge.
As a royal palace, it was natural that there were many precious treasures. For an ordinary martial artist, any one of them taken out would be worth a fortune, enough to clothe and feed them for a lifetime.
Those treasures, however, were not even visible to a Half-Saint level character.
Sun Di Di and Da Sikong rushed in the direction of the inner palace, having lost sight of them a long time ago, as if they really wanted to go and capture a few princesses and princes.
“Amitabha Buddha! Senior Uncle, I’ll go and intercept Eldest Brother back, we can’t just stand by and watch him make a mistake.”The Second Sikong folded his hands, his precious face solemn, with a look of worry in his eyes.
“Go!”Zhang Ruochen said.
After Er Sikong left, Zhang Ruochen captured a martial general who had cultivated four dragon shadows and asked for the location of the treasury of the Green Dragon Dynasty, after which, he and Murong Yue hurried over.
When the Saint Realm figures of the Green Dragon Dynasty left the Green Dragon Market Realm, they would definitely take all of their treasures with them.
However, in recent times, the Green Dragon Ruins Realm had given birth to a large number of heavenly treasures, which must have still been stored in the Green Dragon Dynasty’s treasury, and could not have already been sent out of the Green Dragon Ruins Realm.
The treasury of the Green Dragon Dynasty was built in the Sacred Mountain, only separated from the royal palace by a wall.
The outer area of the treasury was decorated with very powerful defence formations, one layer after another, even Saint realm figures would never want to break through the formations.
Murong Yue followed Zhang Ruochen’s side, staring towards the stone gate of the state treasury in the distance, and asked, “Patriarch, my subordinate will go first to test how strong the outer defence formations are?”
Zhang Ruochen grabbed Murong Yue’s wrist and dragged her back, saying, “There’s no need to attack strongly, I have a way.”
Shaking his body, Zhang Ruochen’s size and appearance changed drastically, changing into a middle-aged man with somewhat waxy skin, broad shoulders and a majestic aura emanating from his body.
His appearance became exactly the same as the Qingkong Martial Sage, even his aura and eyes were similar.
Zhang Ruochen’s arms spread out, and strands of Saint Qi, surging out from his body, condensed into eight gigantic dragon shadows, emitting a majestic dragon aura.
Afterwards, he took large strides in the direction of the stone gate of the state treasury.
The soldiers guarding the national treasury all knelt on the ground and saluted, saying, “Greetings to Lord Qingkong Martial Saint.”
“Still don’t open the formation immediately.”
A deep, thick voice came out of Zhang Ruochen’s mouth.
“But why did Lord …… come to the treasury if he didn’t go to the outer city to fight against the Extraterrestrial Evil Demons?”A Six Dragon Martial King expressed his doubts and asked cautiously.
Zhang Ruochen appeared to have an extraordinary aura as a strong aura surged out from his body, shocking them as he said, “This Saint does things, do I need to explain them to you?”
The Eight Dragon Martial Saints, the guardians of the Green Dragon Dynasty, were also the most exalted existences, and in extraordinary times like now, they even had the highest decision-making power, thus, no one dared to defy their will.
The sergeant guarding the treasury didn’t dare to offend the Qingkong Martial Saint and immediately opened the defensive array.
Zhang Ruochen entered the formation, stopped and surveyed the four directions, then, quietly and silently, he released his spatial domain.
“Buzz.”
The space shook violently, causing the sergeants to bleed from their seven orifices and all of them to fall softly to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen controlled his power extremely well, only shocking them unconscious and not taking their lives.
That Six Dragons Martial King didn’t faint, and with his profound cultivation, he resisted the attack of the spatial power, still maintaining his standing position.
“Who the hell are you ……?”
He pointed at Zhang Ruochen, revealing a terrified expression as he fell backwards repeatedly, wanting to escape.
“Swish.”
Zhang Ruochen rushed over with his fastest speed and struck his head with a palm strike. The powerful palm force, accompanied by a streak of lightning surged out, drilling into that Six Dragon Martial King’s body.
That Six-Dragon Martial King’s eyes went black, and with a bang, he planted himself on the ground.
“I also wonder how many heavenly treasures are stored in the treasury of the Green Dragon Dynasty?”
Zhang Ruochen revealed a smile as he took out the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and swung it out, breaking open the stone door and successfully breaking into the interior of the national treasury.
The treasury of the Green Dragon Dynasty extended from the ground all the way down to a hundred feet deep, and the internal space was quite vast, so it could be imagined that there must have been countless treasures placed here at one time.
But now, the inside of the treasury was empty, there was nothing, it had long been emptied.
Zhang Ruochen revealed a bitter smile and muttered to himself, “Looks like, it’s still a step too late ……”
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen developed a sense of alertness, sensing the danger, and performed Spatial Shift as fast as he could, spanning a distance of tens of feet to reach the edge of the treasury, his back pressed against the top of the cold iron wall.
“Boom!”
Right where he had just stood, an earth-shattering explosion was heard, and faintly, eight dragon shadows could be seen appearing and quickly disappearing again.
The interior of the treasury was a completely sealed space.
At this moment, in the treasury, there was a mountainous force violently rolling over, much like layers of waves, hitting the four iron walls to the point of buzzing, unable to calm down for a long time.
“There’s actually an Eight Dragon Martial Saint hiding inside the treasury, that’s a bit interesting.”
Zhang Ruochen was both a little surprised and a little joyful.
Since there was an Eight Dragon Martial Saint sitting in the treasury, it also meant that there were still heavy treasures in the treasury that had not been emptied.
When the power fluctuations in the treasury became smoother, a tall and thin silhouette was finally revealed.
This person, named Wang Shidao, a Martial Saint of the Royal Clan of the Green Dragon Dynasty, looked very old, with a head full of silver threads and a bronze hair crown on top of his head, but did not have a bit of an old look to him, instead, he was in high spirits.
Wang Shidao had one hand behind his back, his eyes locked onto Zhang Ruochen’s body as he said coldly, “You’re not a Qingkong Martial Saint at all, what exactly are you?”
“Worthy of being a Martial Saint, you still have some eyesight.”Zhang Ruochen laughed.
Wang Shidao snorted coldly, “The eight dragon shadows on your body aren’t the original dragon aura of the Green Dragon Market Realm, instead, they carry the aura of the power of the Kunlun Realm. With this Saint’s cultivation, it is not a difficult task to recognise you.”
Zhang Ruochen’s body shook for a moment, his entire body emitting crackling noises, and soon turned back into its original form.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, which landed on Wang Shidao’s back, revealed a strange expression.
Only to see that on Wang Shidao’s back, he was carrying a golden bag.
The material of the bag was quite special, much like a golden silk weave, and like there was golden liquid water covering the silk, which was actually slowly flowing.
“There are actually subtle spatial fluctuations.”
Zhang Ruochen could be certain that the golden bag must be a spatial treasure.
Not only did a spatial teleportation array appear in the Green Dragon Dynasty, but another spatial treasure actually popped up, causing Zhang Ruochen to be filled with curiosity and immediately asked, “Where did you get that golden bag from?”
Wang Shidao’s expression tightened, revealing a guarded look as he said, “This is the Qinglong Dynasty’s national treasure, the Golden Light Hidden Bag, is it something that you, an Extraterrestrial Evil Demon, can get your hands on?”
“Eight Pole Collapse.”
Wang Shidao’s hands drew a circle, and in the centre of the circle, eight black dragon shadows appeared, transforming into eight lightning bolts that flew towards Zhang Ruochen.
The Eight Dragon Martial Saint was indeed quite powerful, yet Zhang Ruochen was fearless, mobilising the holy qi in his body in a continuous stream, and then, both palms slapped out at the same time.
“Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace.”
As Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm seals out, a reddish-golden flame surged out from his back, filling up the treasury in an instant.
The space where the national treasury was located turned into a burning copper furnace, and a Half-Saint level cultivator who intruded into it wouldn’t be able to last more than a breath of time before being burnt to death.
“Boom.”
The two forces collided together, forming a circle of powerful power fluctuations that surged out in all directions.
The four iron walls of the treasury were inscribed with formation inscriptions, resisting the force, otherwise, half of the holy mountain would have collapsed.
The two continued to exchange blows, clashing dozens of strikes in a row.
The moves they performed were all of the most ferocious strength, their fists and palms clashed with each other, using force to fight force, they were competing to see whose strength was stronger.
After a long time, the two separated.
Wang Shidao was covered in hot sweat, panting heavily, the skin of his two fists shattered and opened, overflowing with scarlet blood, staring at the extradimensional man opposite him with great shock, saying, “How is it possible that …… you’re only at the realm of the Ninth Order Half Sage, how is it possible that you can block the power of this Saint? ”
Wang Shidao was already over three hundred years old, his cultivation was indeed quite profound, and the martial skills he had executed had reached the realm of Transformation, but he was getting old, his blood qi was declining, and his fleshly body’s explosive and enduring power was declining.
After dozens of strikes, he revealed a tired demeanour.
Zhang Ruochen, however, was still full of energy and stood straight across from Wang Shidao as he said, “At your age, to be able to block so many strikes from me is already quite remarkable.”
Hearing this, Wang Shidao didn’t feel honoured, instead, he felt that Zhang Ruochen was humiliating him.
A mere ninth rank Half-Saint dared to speak to an Eight Dragons Martial Saint in such a manner, Wang Shidao was naturally quite annoyed and roared, “Kid, don’t you dare to go wild, this Saint will destroy you now.”
“Demon Subduing Seal Technique.”
Wang Shidao’s body bulged and his hands formed a strange seal.
Underneath his feet, a black circular light seal with a diameter of ten feet appeared, with eight dragon shadows coiled inside the light seal, emitting ear-splitting dragon roars.
The power fluctuations on Wang Shidao’s body became stronger and stronger, creating a certain pressure on Zhang Ruochen.
“Your sealing method cannot subdue demons.”
Zhang Ruochen’s expression remained quite calm, and instead of retreating, he took large strides forward, pinched his five fingers into palm seals, and shouted in a deep voice, “Seven Orifices Blood Underworld Palm.”
A blood-red ** shadow with twelve wings slowly stood up behind Zhang Ruochen, his body was tall, his face was fierce, and he radiated a shocking fury.
That was the silhouette of the Underworld King.
“Boom.”
Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, condensing into a huge palm print.
The blood-red ** shadow followed suit and struck out with a palm, colliding with the Demon Subduing Seal formed by Wang Shidao, and in a split second, it shattered the Demon Subduing Seal.
“Puh!”
Wang Shidao spat blood out of his mouth and flew backwards, hitting heavily on top of the iron wall as if it was a piece of paper, slowly sliding down from the top of the iron wall, leaving behind only a blood-red trace mark.
Zhang Ruochen put away his palm imprint and walked over to Wang Shidao’s side.
Wang Shidao’s holy body, became tattered and torn, a large portion of his head shattered, the back of his head completely collapsed, and a steady stream of holy blood gushed out from his body.
A moment later, his life breath completely disappeared.
Having killed a Martial Saint, Zhang Ruochen didn’t feel guilty or excited, appearing all calm.
Zhang Ruochen removed the Golden Light Hidden Pouch from Wang Shidao’s body and held it in his hand, revealing a curious expression, ”It’s so hard to see another spatial treasure, I wonder what’s contained inside? And what special power does this Golden Light Hidden Bag have?”
