Only after arriving at a safe area did Zhang Ruochen place that Seventh Grade Marquis and Qing Mo on the ground.
Immediately after, he mobilised his holy qi and injected it into the twelve Buddha beads on his wrist, and the twelve beads flew up, hovering in twelve directions, enveloping an area of a hundred feet in circumference.
That Seventh Grade Marquis had fainted, like a dead pig, and collapsed on top of the thick fallen leaves.
Zhang Ruochen’s face sank as he stretched out a finger and pressed it towards his brow. A powerful spiritual force rushed out from the tip of his finger, entering that Seventh Grade Marquis’ sea of consciousness and exploring his memories.
The surface of that Seventh Grade Marquis’ Sea of Consciousness was covered with a dark purple halo that resisted Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual force.
“In order to avoid important information from being stolen, the bigwigs of the Rakshasa Clan have actually sealed his Sea of Consciousness.”
Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen mobilised the Pure Destruction Divine Flame in his Qi Sea and condensed it into a flame spike, following the spiritual force as it rushed into the brow of the Seventh Grade Marquis, carefully refining the layer of dark purple halo on the surface of the Sea of Consciousness.
“Boo.”
The Pure Destruction Divine Flame burned through the dark purple halo, and seizing the opportunity, Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual energy, managed to break in, searching for valuable information in the Sea of Consciousness.
A moment later, Zhang Ruochen withdrew his fingers and pondered.
“So it turns out that a powerful figure like the Sealed Star Marquis is only a subordinate of the Spirit Spring Young Sovereign. That Spirit Spring Young Sovereign is the truly powerful character.”
“But why did the Spirit Spring Young Sovereign order the capture of the Sacred Book Talented Girl? What value does the Sacred Book Talented Maiden have to him?”
In that Seventh Grade Marquis’s memories, Zhang Ruochen discovered many of the most important things, including information about some of the top figures of the Rakshasa Clan.
Rakshasa Princess, Spirit Spring Young Monarch, Immortal Marquis, Holy Arrow Candidate ……
Among them, the Spirit Spring Young Monarch was another rather terrifying existence, commanding ten First Class Marquises and having an extraordinary status in the Rakshasa Clan.
What made Zhang Ruochen even more puzzled was that he himself seemed to be the target of the Spirit Quan Young Monarch.
“A Rakshasa Monarch’s scion, coming to the Ancestral Spirit Realm at the stage of the Armageddon Battlefield, actually isn’t looking for the Phoenix Nest, but rather, he’s looking for me and the Sacred Book Talented Maiden. Why on earth?”
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and contemplated, always feeling like he was about to figure out the reason for this, but somewhere along the line his thoughts were suddenly interrupted and contradictory.
In the end, Zhang Ruochen shook his head and once again stretched out his finger, pressing it towards the centre of that Seventh Grade Marquis’s brow.
This time, in the deeper depths of that Seventh Grade Marquis’ Sea of Consciousness, Zhang Ruochen showed another layer of purple halo, which was even stronger than the layer outside.
“Could there be a greater secret locked away?”
Zhang Ruochen mobilised the Pure Destruction divine Flame and went to crack it again.
The Pure Destruction divine Flame had only just burnt through the purple halo when that Seventh Grade Marquis’ body trembled violently, followed by a roar from the sea of qi as a destructive force exploded out from the inside out.
“Space collapse.”?
Zhang Ruochen’s face changed slightly as he violently retreated backwards and pressed his hands towards the front, shattering the space within a ten feet radius of that Seventh Grade Marquis.
The body of that Seventh Grade Marquis had only just exploded, and before the destructive force within his body could be released, it was swallowed up by the shattered space and disappeared into the void of space.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out an arm to block the qi energy surging over, his face grave: ”Surprisingly, I can’t probe, what other secrets are the Rakshasa Clan hiding? Luckily, I was prepared for this, otherwise, I would have definitely suffered a great loss.”
Only when the space regained its stability did Zhang Ruochen take out the Wall of Merit Book and placed it underneath the twelve Buddha beads.
Seeing the Book of Merit Wall, Qing Mo’s eyes were round and wide, immediately rushing over and stroking the wall, saying, “Book of Merit Wall, it’s actually the Book of Merit Wall …… Zhang Ruochen, you actually seized the Book of Merit Wall from the Sacred Mountain, great, this time the Kunlun Realm is saved! “?
“What does it have to do with the Kunlun Realm?”Zhang Ruochen said.
At once, Qing Mo calmed down and fell silent.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Rakshasa blood and remnants of souls that he had just collected and placed them next to the wall of the Book of Merits, and with that, the merit value of the Guanghan Realm increased by another three hundred and seventy thousand points.
Three hundred and seventy thousand points was already quite a huge number, and many Saints would not be able to collect this much merit value in their entire lives.
However, the gap between the Broad Cold Realm and the Great Demon Ten Realm was too great for Zhang Ruochen alone to cross over, even after attacking the Marquis of Rakshasa without sleep or rest.
The three hundred and seventy thousand merit values seemed somewhat insignificant.
“There are only two ways now.”
“Firstly, secretly contact the saints of the Broad Cold Realm and exchange all the Rakshasa remnant souls and blood they have collected for merit values, which should allow the Broad Cold Realm’s merit values to grow by a large margin.”?
“Second, rob.”
Robbing was the fastest way to collect merit values.
Hearing the word “rob”, Qing Mo, who was standing by the side, trembled in fear.
Preventing Zhang Ruochen as if he were a robber, she hurriedly rushed to the side of the Merit Book wall and took out the Rakshasa blood and remnants of her soul, exchanging them for Merit Values.
Only after watching the Kunlun Realm’s merit value grow did Qing Mo pat her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen couldn’t even look at that little Merit Value of hers.
Zhang Ruochen took out a Transmission Light Talisman, engraved a paragraph of text, and then, injecting in one of Su Qingling’s Holy Dao Breath, he punched the Transmission Light Talisman out.
“Wow…”
The summoning light talisman circled around the dense forest and then, crashed to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen walked over, picked up the summoning light talisman, and said, “In the midst of the misplaced space, even the summoning light talisman can’t fly out, these are a bit troublesome!”
Without being able to contact the saints of the Broad Cold Realm, how could they get the Rakshasa blood and remnants of their souls?
Qing Mo stumbled behind Zhang Ruochen and said cautiously, “You just said that Sister Nalan would be in danger? You’re so powerful, so you’re not going to help her?
“The Kunlun Realm is full of experts, no one should be able to hurt her. Besides, even if I want to help, I don’t know where she is?”Zhang Ruochen said.
For the Sacred Book Talent Girl, Zhang Ruochen knew that he owed her a lot.
Unfortunately, the two stood on absolute opposing sides, so it was best to have as little contact as possible. Too much contact would not be a good thing for her.
Qing Mo’s fingers, gently tugging at the tips, lowered her head and said, “I was able to sense her bearing.”
“How are you able to sense her bearing?”
Zhang Ruochen revealed a strange expression, rather puzzled.
Qing Mo said seriously, “This is a secret that cannot be told right now.”
Although the Sacred Book Talented Girl was very intelligent, but, the Spirit Complete Young Monarch was an incomparably powerful figure, and could be called an invincible existence in the Sacred Realm.
How could Zhang Ruochen not be worried at all?
“Good, it just so happens that I also want to go and meet that Spirit Quan Young Sovereign for a while, to see, how much of a formidable character is he?”
“Really? Great!”
Qing Mo was like a teenage girl, petite and soft as she walked ahead to lead the way. Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, looked jade-like, carrying his hands behind his back, following her without slowing down, disappearing into the dense forest step by step.
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Walking out of that dense forest of ancient maple trees, one could see the thirty-three holy mountains in the deepest part.
Between the holy mountains and the dense forest was a vast swampy area. In the swamp, a crimson red plant grew, its leaves and roots were crystal clear and burning with flames.
There were also strands of cold air that rose up from the swamp, condensing into white mist turtles, mist dragons, and mist phoenixes …… The sight was quite bizarre, yet full of danger.
Because, in the swamp, Saint and Rakshasa Marquis who were frozen into ice sculptures could often be seen.
From this, it could be seen how terrifying the coldness of this place was.
In the depths of the swamp, cold and flames were intertwined.
Dozens of Saints from the Kunlun Realm walked above the swamp, slowly moving forward. There were words that flew under their feet, above their heads, and beside their bodies, fending off the attacks of the cold air and flames.
Chu Siyuan and Yue Shuzi walked at the very front, mobilising their spiritual power and propping up a bamboo holy book.
The words that surrounded them were the very words that flew out from the Bamboo Slip Sacred Book.
On top of that, the other eight of the Nine Heavenly Xuanwu, and more than a dozen Confucian Sacred Rulers and more than a dozen Domain Kings of the Ministry of Military Affairs, followed closely behind the two of them.
Experiencing a series of great battles, Cang Lan Martial Saint’s face was exhausted as he said, “Dan Qing, it seems like they are targeting you, do you know what exactly is the reason for this?”
In recent times, they had been attacked fourteen times, one more ferocious than the other.
At the very beginning, their team, which consisted of over two hundred Saints, was now down to only forty or so, with a large portion dead.
Because of the excessive consumption of her spiritual energy, the Sacred Book Talent’s face was quite pale as she said, “Perhaps it has something to do with the Ru Ancestor’s Sacred Book. According to the speculations of successive generations of Ru Dao Sage Sages, the spiritual power attainments of the four Ru Ancestors are likely to have passed the seventieth rank, possessing abilities that are not weaker than those of a god. In certain aspects, they even surpassed gods.”
“The Rakshasa Clan is also a leader in the way of spiritual power in the entire universe, and must be quite interested in the Ru Ancestors’ holy books. Other than that, I can’t think of any other possibilities.”
Suddenly, the space above the swamp shook violently.
Immediately after that, a fireball with a diameter of ten feet, impacted over and crashed on top of one of the texts.
“Boom.”
Thousands of texts were blasted and flew out, and one of the True Saints of the Ministry of War was struck by the fireball and flew out directly, turning into a mass of blood and mud and dying on the spot.
“Not good, the Rakshasa Clan’s powerhouses, they’re chasing after them again.”
The Canglan Martial Saint and a dozen Domain Kings of the Military Ministry rushed forward, blocking in front of Chu Siyuan and Yue Shuzi, the spiritual cultivators, taking out a holy weapon and standing in a strict stance.
“Haha.”
Laughter came out.
Ling Quan Shaojun was wearing a black lightning armour, his sturdy body, revealed in the swamp, like a world-defying devil god, striding forward.
Those cold qi that could freeze to death saints and flames that could burn to death saints, when they entered within ten feet of Ling Quan Shaojun, they automatically dissipated and could not hurt him at all.
“Escaping into the Bipolar Swamp will allow you to hide from the ears and eyes of the Rakshasa Clan? You guys are too naive.”
Ling Quan Shaojun gave a disdainful smile, and then, added: “Confucian cultivators stand on the left, martial cultivators stand on the right. If you are obedient, today, perhaps you still have a way to live.
