The fire dragon was more than two hundred metres long, and although it was condensed from flames, it had obvious dragon horns, scales, and claws, very much like a real divine dragon in flight.
With his staff in hand, Saint Chen Yi stood inside the fire dragon and escaped through the golden clouds.
“What a powerful Boundary Son Seal, what kind of power is that?”
A fifty-two ranked Spiritual Power Saint was actually shaken to death in an instant.
In his mind, recalling the scene where the Morning Sun Saint was subdued, Saint Chen Yi felt so horrified that he couldn’t help but tremble.
The Flame Dragon flew at a fast pace and soon rushed a hundred miles away.
Saint Chen Yi was slightly relieved, with his cultivation, standing a hundred miles away, no matter how strong the power of the Boundary Son Seal was, he was confident that he could dodge it.
Suddenly, Saint Chen Yi was surprised to see that the golden cloud that the Boundary Son Seal had condensed into had actually covered the top of his head.
Not only that, a cyan-coloured celestial river, which presented itself, crossed the dome of the sky and was hundreds of miles long. Cyan-coloured qi surged through the celestial river and was dropping downwards.
“Not good.”
Saint Chen Yi was alarmed and raised his staff up with both hands. Layers and layers of flaming auras surged out from his feet, passing through his legs, waist, chest, arms, and finally, all thirty-six layers of flames converged on the staff.
“Burning Sky Technique.”
Saint Chen Yi let out a low roar as he unleashed the strongest killing art he had ever cultivated.
“Rumble.”
Above the staff, an explosive sound resounded.
A circle of crimson flames, with the staff as the centre, emitted a giggling sound and surged out in all directions.
In an instant, the entire heaven and earth was enveloped in flames as if it had been transformed into a copper furnace world, and all the grass and trees within a radius of hundreds of miles were turned into robbing ash in an instant.
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yixian went all out to control the Boundary Son Seal, and the Boundary Son Seal became even larger, much like it had transformed into a jade city suspended in the clouds.
The Boundary Son Seal shook violently, and immediately after, the qi energy in that green-coloured heavenly river became even more surging, piercing through the flames and striking at Sage Chen Yi’s body.
“How is it possible for you guys to be so strong …… This Saint …… is unwilling ……”
A miserable scream came out of the Chen Yi Saint’s mouth.
In the next moment, his physical body and staff simultaneously burst into pieces and turned into dust.
Another Spiritual Power Saint fell.
The Cyan Heavenly River quickly contracted and flew back to the Boundary Son Seal, transforming into a cyan-coloured thread of light.
Huang Yixian put back the Boundary Son Seal, becoming only the size of a jade bowl, suspended in the centre of her glistening white and softly long palm.
The power of the Boundary Son Seal made even Zhang Ruochen feel a bit astonished.
One must know that in terms of martial arts, Huang Yichen had only just broken through to the Lower Realm Saint, and Zhang Ruochen was only a Second Happening Quasi-Saint. However, with the power of the Realm Seal, the two of them had easily subdued two fifty-two ranked Spiritual Force Saints.
Moreover, neither of the two Spiritual Power Saints escaped even when they tried to flee.
Zhang Ruochen stared towards the Boundary Son Seal in Huang Yichen’s hand, only to see that, in the Boundary Son Seal, there were actually a total of eight green-coloured light filaments.
Just now, they had only activated one of the light filaments, and it had manifested a green-coloured heavenly river that exploded with unparalleled might.
What kind of scene would it be to activate eight threads of cyan light at the same time?
Of course, with the cultivation level of the two of them, activating one of the green-coloured threads of light was quite a struggle, and it was difficult to control that power.
How easy would it be to activate eight threads of green light at the same time?
Zhang Ruochen also took out a Boundary Son Seal and held it in his palm.
This was the Realm Seal of the Demon Sect’s divine son, Ouyang Huan!
There were also eight green-coloured light filaments in the Boundary Seal.
After seizing the Boundary Son Seal, Zhang Ruochen had never properly studied it. At this moment, he detached a spiritual force and injected it in.
Inside the Boundary Son Seal was a boundless world space that could not be explored to its end.
In the world space, there were eight rolling and flowing green-coloured Heavenly Rivers suspended, carrying an incomparably strong Emperor’s power. Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual energy had only just approached over, when the power escaping from the green-coloured heavenly rivers instantly swallowed his spiritual energy.
Zhang Ruochen exhaled a long breath and reopened his eyes, muttering to himself, “A Boundary Son Seal, could it be a fledgling world? However, this world ……”
“Empty.”Huang Yichen said.
Zhang Ruochen looked over towards Huang Yichen, revealing a questioning look.
Yellow Smoke Dust said, “You guessed correctly, the Boundary Subseal is a fledgling world. Of course, at this stage, it is still empty, and only when the cultivation level of the Boundary Son reaches the Saint realm, can it continuously inject Saint Dao rules into it, causing the fledgling world to gradually improve, and ultimately, evolve into a real world.”
“No wonder the nine Boundary Son Seals are known as the strongest battle weapons Chi Yao has ever refined, so it turns out that they have refined nine fledgling worlds.”
Zhang Ruochen gazed carefully, then, once again, asked, “What are the eight green-coloured filaments of light in the Boundary Son Seal?”
Huang Yichen pursed his lips and said, “Those are the eight filaments of the …… Empress.”
“How could that be?”
Zhang Ruochen’s brows narrowed as he said, “I can feel that the eight green-coloured filaments of light are like eight heavenly rivers, possessing the terrifying power of destroying the heavens and destroying the earth. How could it be just eight filaments?”
Huang Smokey arrived, “In fact, it’s just eight filaments. I’m afraid that the cultivation of the Empress is already close to that of a deity, and it’s even possible that she’s the same as the Thousand Bones Empress back then, who was not a deity but already possessed the strength to kill deities.”
“Even if it’s just a single filament of the Empress, it still contains endless rules of the Holy Dao and majestic imperial power, beheading saints as if they were crushing ants.”
“Earlier, we only stirred up part of the power of a single filament, if we really called out its main body, Saint Chen Yi and Saint Chen Xi would have already been reduced to ashes.”
It was just a single filament, but it was like a heavenly river, at least, with Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation, he was still far from being able to withstand that power.
Huang Yichen added, “The Sacred Book Talented Lady once surmised that the power of one of the Empress’s heads fully exploded, and even a Saint King wouldn’t be able to block it.”
Zhang Ruochen held his breath and felt an invisible pressure.
The difference was too great!
Even though, he had now become a Saint in flesh, he was still a hundred thousand miles away from Chi Yao. I didn’t know how much longer he would have to cultivate before he could reach a height like hers and be directly opposite her?
Zhang Ruochen looked at the Boundary Son Seal in his hand and then, put it away.
The truly powerful thing about the Boundary Son Seal was not because of the eight filaments of the Empress inside. Rather, it stemmed from itself.
When the Boundary Son’s cultivation was strong to a certain extent, there would be no need to borrow the power contained in the eight filaments.
Imagine how terrifyingly destructive a fledgling world could explode when struck out?
What’s more, as the Boundary Son continued to infuse the Sacred Dao Rules into it, the power of the Boundary Son Seal would become more and more powerful.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen was about to possess the Qian Kun Realm, so there was no need to cultivate the Boundary Son Seal again, which would only consume a lot of time and delay the cultivation instead.
No matter how powerful the Qiankun Realm and the Realm Seal were, in the end, one’s own cultivation, was the most important thing.
On the other end, the Sacred Eating Flower absorbed the blood and essence of the Yellow Heavenly Empress, and the buds at the top of the vine, increased in size by a small circle. On the ground, the corpse of the Yellow Heavenly Empress had turned into a pile of brown dirt.
Looking at the blood-stained yellow soil on the ground, Zhang Ruochen also sighed softly.
No matter how stunningly beautiful or how amazingly talented one was, as long as one made a small mistake, then, in the next moment, there was a high possibility that one would turn into a withered bone, or even a corpse.
To him, it was also a warning.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Ruyi Treasure Bottle and took the blood qi of Saint Chen Yi, Saint Chen Xi, and Saint Tianluo, all of them into the bottle and preserved them.
Although the blood qi of the Spiritual Power Saints was not as good as that of the Martial Dao Saints, it still contained extraordinary energy that could cultivate the Sacred Flower Eater.
“It’s a pity that the holy hearts of the three Spiritual Power Saints have all crumbled, that’s the most valuable treasure on them.”Huang Yichen said.
Zhang Ruochen’s mindset was much more optimistic and smiled faintly, “In this battle, to be able to kill the Yellow Heavenly Empress and the three Spiritual Force Saints, it’s already a great victory. When the news travels back to the Northern Domain, that Yellow Sky Blood Emperor, I’m afraid that he will hate us to the bone.”
Huang Yichen nodded and raised his head to look into the distant sky.
Only to see that the flames and lightning that filled that part of the sky gradually dissipated, and Mr Mu Qian, dripping with blood, crashed to the ground, smashing the earth and sinking it.
“The battle is over?”
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yichen cast out their body techniques and rushed over quickly.
The centre area of the battlefield was still surging with thunder and fire, and ordinary cultivators would die in an instant if they got close enough to pass through.
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yichen passed through the thunder fire and found the corpse of Mr Mu Qian.
Behind the two of them, a cold snort rang out as Chu Siyuan walked out idly with a disdainful look on his face, saying, “The gold-robed elder of the Immortal God Temple is nothing more than that, this Patriarch only used some simple means, and he can’t withstand it already.”
No matter how dejected Chu Siyuan was, at least, his strength was indeed quite terrifying, causing even Zhang Ruochen to reacquaint himself with him.
“Perhaps we can let him deal with the Sect Leader’s Lady.”
Zhang Ruochen’s heart thought so.
The Sect Leader’s Lady was a truly unfathomable figure that made Zhang Ruochen feel very scared. Such a figure, hiding in the Blood God Sect, was simply a huge threat that had to be removed as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen stood out and walked over to Chu Siyuan, bowing and saying, “Many thanks to senior for coming to the rescue.”
Chu Siyuan lightly stared at Zhang Ruochen and asked, “The last time I saved you, it was because of Luo Xu. This time to save you, that was because of Nalan girl. Speak! What exactly is your relationship with her?”
Zhang Ruochen knew that Chu Siyuan’s arrival in the Tiantai Prefecture must have something to do with the Sacred Book Talent Girl.
“There is that much of a friendship!”Zhang Ruochen said.
A little friendship?
How could Chu Siyuan believe that and was about to retort Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen immediately interrupted the words he was about to utter and said, “In fact, in the Blood God Sect, there is another Undying Blood Race infiltrator whose strength is even higher than that of Mr Mu Qian. That person, to say the least, is a bit more powerful than you, senior.”
Hearing the former sentence, Chu Siyuan’s eyes widened slightly, somewhat surprised.
Hearing the latter sentence, Chu Siyuan revealed a defiant expression. How could a mere lurker who wasn’t a Blood Race be more powerful than the Painting Sect’s Patriarch?
