Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen once again mobilised his spatial power and used a spatial rift to slash upwards.
The hundreds of metres long spatial rift collided with the Attack Grand Formation suspended in mid-air, and instantly, it tore the Attack Grand Formation into two halves, with a single Formation Inscription breaking off and shattering all of them.
The Rakshasa Demon God that stood at the centre of the attacking grand formation also shattered with a loud bang.
“Space …… was unexpectedly torn apart ……”
“He’s a spatial cultivator, geez, surprisingly a ruthless character who cultivates the spatial way.”
……
All of those Rakshasa Marquises were stunned and looked at Zhang Ruochen once again.
All of the Rakshasa Marquises all retreated backward, retreating into the interior of the last layer of defence formations, after which, they quickly formed three Nine-Nine Great Formations.
At the same time, the attacking great formations on this great land were all stirred out, and then exploded with destructive attacking power, blasting towards Zhang Ruochen from the sky.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor Relic and held it up in the palm of his left hand.
Muddy Saint Qi surged out from the seven orifices of his left hand and was injected into the Buddha Emperor Reliquary, and instantly, a great Saint’s origin power exploded out.
“Wow…”
Thousands and thousands of Buddhist texts flew in Zhang Ruochen’s four directions, forming a ball of Buddhist light with a diameter of ten zhang.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also unleashed his spatial domain, controlling it within a ten feet radius as well.
A large portion of the power struck from the attacking formations that entered Zhang Ruochen’s ten zhang were blocked by the power of the Sherpa, while some of the other attacks were moved elsewhere by the spatial power.
Zhang Ruochen held the Sherry Son in one hand and the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword in the other as he took large strides forward, approaching towards the last layer of the Defence Formation.
“Rumble.”
Suddenly, a hand palm imprint pierced through the defensive power of the Sherry Son and imprinted towards Zhang Ruochen’s heart.
The palm print, which was condensed from the palm dao rules and saint dao power, had a black hole in the centre of the palm, which was actually devouring the origin power of the Buddha Emperor’s relics.
“Finally, I’ve encountered a top powerhouse of the Rakshasa Clan.”Zhang Ruochen secretly said.
The power carried by this palm imprint was incomparably arcane, moreover, the palm force was also extremely domineering, it was obvious that the other party’s attainment above palmistry had reached an extremely high level.
At least Zhang Ruochen hadn’t cultivated palm techniques to that level yet.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and swung it out with all his might, colliding with the palm imprint that rushed over.
“Boom.”
A mountainous force was transmitted from above the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, shaking Zhang Ruochen backwards fourteen steps in a row, and with each step on the ground, a large portion of the ground would collapse.
The sword aura and palm dao power filled this space for a long time.
An old man in a white robe stood opposite Zhang Ruochen, and those sword qi and palm dao power surged to within ten feet of him and automatically dissipated.
The white-robed old man’s name was Bai Yu, his cultivation had reached the peak of Supreme Saint, and he was a Second Grade Marquis of the Rakshasa Clan.
White Feather’s pale eyes carefully sized up Zhang Ruochen, nodded, and said, “To have such strength at such a young age is quite something.”
Zhang Ruochen inserted the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword on the ground, moved his somewhat painful arm, and said, “Just now, that Palm Technique you performed has reached the level of a Middle Grade Saint Art?”
“The Heaven Devouring Palm, is indeed a palm technique at the level of a Middle Order Sacred Art, however, after cultivating for more than three hundred years, old me has only cultivated it to a small level, and there is still some distance from a great level.”
Bai Yu’s voice, somewhat hoarse, said.
Sacred arts, were divided into low ranked sacred arts, middle ranked sacred arts, and high ranked sacred arts.
With a Saint’s cultivation and understanding of the Holy Dao, to be able to cultivate a low rank holy art to the highest level was quite something.
Generally speaking, only a Saint King could successfully cultivate a middle-ranked Saint Art, and only a Saint King had sufficiently thick Saint Force to cast a middle-ranked Saint Art.
Bai Yu was able to cultivate a middle-ranked Sacred Art to a small degree of success, so it was evident that he must have an extraordinary talent above palmistry.
Zhang Ruochen re-grabbed the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, his aura once again becoming stern as he said, “Battle.”
Facing a Second Grade Marquis, there was no need for tentative moves, Zhang Ruochen directly exploded his strongest power, a powerful sword intent that condensed into a sword shape, transforming into a torrent of sword qi that surged madly towards Bai Yu.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen stirred up all the inscriptions in the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, inducing a consummate power as he stabbed out with his sword, dragging out a long streak of sword light.
“The attainments in the Way of the Sword are not low.”
Bai Yu recited a sentence, and then, both his hands stretched out at the same time, and in the palms of his hands, a black hole appeared in each of them, forming two huge whirlpools of black wind.
“Heaven Devouring Palm.”
The two palms slapped out, striking all the sword qi, which all shattered and turned into wisps of white smoke.
At the same time, the two black wind vortexes overlapped, and the power of the vortexes increased tenfold, growing stronger and stronger, sending all the mud and rocks on the ground swirling into the sky.
“Rumble.”
The two terrifying forces collided together, and instantly, it hit the earth and shattered it, forming a crack hundreds of miles long.
White Feather had lived on the battlefield for years, and was naturally quite experienced in combat, and after striking the Heaven Devouring Palm, he immediately performed his body technique, circled around Zhang Ruochen’s side, and struck a blood-red talisman.
“Saint Regicide Talisman.”
The talisman transformed into a blood light and flew until it reached within a few feet of Zhang Ruochen, when it suddenly, shattered and opened, releasing an incomparably blinding blood red light.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Fengbei Shield, and he blocked it in the direction of the Sacred Slaughter Talisman.
However, inside the defensive formation, from within a Nine-Nine Great Formation, thousands of thunderbolts also flew out, intertwining and condensing into twelve thunderbolt giants, charging towards Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen could only grab the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and block it horizontally.
“Rumble.”
Under the attack of the two forces, Zhang Ruochen flew backwards, landing all the way to ten miles away. The five viscera and six bowels in his body seemed to be misplaced as a sharp pain came from them.
Seizing the opportunity, White Feather struck again the moment Zhang Ruochen landed on the ground, white haze gushing out from his two sleeves, transforming into two saintly clouds that blasted over.
Zhang Ruochen fixed his eyes on them and saw that, inside each of the two pieces of holy clouds, there was a human-shaped holy bone.
The holy bones, appeared crystal clear as if they were assembled from a piece of holy jade, while an incomparably powerful holy might escaped from within the bones.
If the two Saint Bones were still alive, they must have been two rather powerful figures, and even if they hadn’t reached the Great Saint realm, they were afraid that they had already reached the peak of Saint King.
Zhang Ruochen raised the Fengbei Shield once again, and on the surface of the shield, densely-packed lightning flames flew out, condensing into a gigantic divine monument.
“Rumble.”
The two Sacred Bones exploded with a powerful force, shattering the Thunderfire Divine Monument and striking heavily on top of the Fengbei Shield, once again knocking Zhang Ruochen backwards.
At the same time, the three Nine Nine Great Formations and the dozens of attacking formations all rose up to attack one after another, assisting White Feather and wanting to completely subdue Zhang Ruochen.
Suffering from the continuous attacks, the Sacred Eating Flower was seriously injured and was taken back into Zhang Ruochen’s body.
Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, executed his Body Technique, dodging the attacks of the formation while exchanging blows with White Feather, striking the area of the earth with a constant rumbling sound.
“Human junior, if you don’t use your spatial power, I’m afraid you’re going to die here.”
White Feather knew that Zhang Ruochen had cultivated the Way of Space, thus, he did not approach him, but instead, he controlled the two Sacred Bones and continuously launched attacks at him.
Inside the two Sacred Bones, there were a large number of inscriptions engraved on them, and they were refined into two humanoid Ten Thousand Lineage Sacred Weapons. Thus, every attack they struck was quite domineering, comparable to the semi-complete power of a Ten Thousand Lines Saint Artifact.
“Your strength is indeed very powerful, but it’s not enough to force me to unleash my spatial power. Now, the battle has just begun.”
Zhang Ruochen stopped retreating and mobilised the Saint Qi in his body, which was continuously injected into the glove on his right palm, which then transformed into a Hundred Saints Blood Armour, covering his entire body.
Subsequently, the Hundred Saints Blood Armour radiated an eye-catching light, and a hundred Saint Shadows flew out from within the armour, each of which possessed the power of a Lower Realm Saint.
“Hundred Saint Power.”
Zhang Ruochen’s hands, formed palm seals.
Gathering the power of the Hundred Saints, Zhang Ruochen struck out a move of the Dragon Elephant Palm, the Thousand Hands Dragon Elephant.
Immediately, there were thousands of divine dragons and divine elephants’ silhouettes presenting themselves, blasting out forwards and clashing with the two Saint Bones.
“Rumble.”
Zhang Ruochen’s two hand seals struck the chests of the two Sacred Bones, causing them to fly backward and crash heavily on top of the light screen of the Defence Formation.
Without giving Bai Yu the chance to control the two holy bones again, Zhang Ruochen’s feet stomped and shot out explosively, and in an instant, he rushed in front of Bai Yu and shouted, “Dragon Swimming Nine Heavens.”
The tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.
Bai Yu’s face remained unchanged, and he also mobilised the Evil Shakti Qi of his entire body, condensing a Heaven Devouring Palm, and blasted it over with a palm strike.
The two palm imprints collided together as if two divine mountains were clashing, producing a sound that shook the heavens and moved the earth.
The tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm was indeed slightly weaker than the Heaven Devouring Palm, however, at this moment, Zhang Ruochen was blessed with the power of the Hundred Saints, as if he was an invincible God of War, and was actually unable to hit Bai Yu to stand firm, constantly falling backward.
“Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace.”
Zhang Ruochen once again changed his stance, his entire body burning with a blazing flame, as if he had transformed into a fiery divine furnace, and once again collided with White Feather in a strike.
One must know that the flame that surged out from Zhang Ruochen’s body was the Pure Destruction Divine Flame, and after combining it with the Hundred Saints’ Power and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, it exploded with a power that was even more terrifying to the extreme.
“Boom.”
Bai Yu was thrown backwards and crashed out, falling to the bottom of the defensive array.
He raised his hands, only to see that the two metal gloves he wore on his palms had melted into liquid droplets, and his two palms were dripping blood.
“Surprisingly, it’s the Pure Destruction Divine Flame.”
Bai Yu’s face became a bit grave as he looked at Zhang Ruochen once again and couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cool air.
This person, not only did he have extremely high attainments above the Dao of Sword and Palm, he was even able to recover the Pure Destruction Divine Flame and control the Way of Space. What exactly is his origin?
Could it be that he was the son of one of the seven realms of Shatuo?
