Zhang Ruochen’s gaze was indifferent as he scanned towards the four Immortal Blood Clansmen in front of him.
All of them were at the Half-Saint realm, and there was no sign of that royal uncle of the Immortal Blood Clan’s Royal Clan. That person, should remain hidden in the shadows.
Zhang Ruochen stared into the darkness and said, “Besides the four of you, there should be another person, right? Why has he not shown up yet?”
This time, it was the Second Prince’s turn to be shocked in his heart, secretly saying, this son was only at the cultivation level of a Third Stage Half-Saint, but he was actually able to detect the aura of the Imperial Uncle, how could his insight be so keen?
The Second Prince glanced in the direction of the Sacred Book Talented Lady, and then, realisation dawned on him.
It must be the Sacred Book Talented Maiden who had discovered Imperial Uncle with her powerful spiritual power, only she had that kind of strong perception.
However, the Sacred Book Talented Maiden was obviously very injured and was unable to make a move at all, so there was no need to fear her.
“To deal with the two of you, why is it necessary for Imperial Uncle to make a move.”
The second prince carried his hands behind his back, manifesting a noble aura as he said, “Lord Talented Lady, you’d better hand over the Secret Scrolls of the Blood Race right now, lest this prince use some violent means later and hurt you.”
The Sacred Book Talented Lady said, “Unfortunately, the Secret Scroll of the Blood Race that you are looking for is not in my possession. In fact, I would like to know where it is.”
The Second Prince’s eyes sank as he said, “I thought that Lord Talented Lady was a smart woman, but I never thought that there would be times when she would be so stupid. Senluo, go and search Lord Talented Lady’s body, remember to be more gentle, never hurt her delicate body.”
“Toast, don’t eat the punishment.”
The Senluo Blood General glared with a pair of copper bell-sized eyes, took a bucket-thick thigh and walked towards the Sacred Book Talented Lady.
His body, as tall as three metres, was wrapped with bowl-thick iron chains all over his body.
Every time he took a step, the chains collided with each other, making a “clattering” sound.
This person’s cultivation had reached the seventh level of Half Saint, and he was by no means a generalist. Moreover, because he was an Immortal Blood Race, his physical strength was quite strong, far exceeding that of humans in the same realm.
The Senluo Blood General stared towards Zhang Ruochen, who was standing in front of the Sacred Book Talented Maiden, and grinned, revealing sharp fangs as he said, ”Blood God Cult’s brat, with your skinny body, you still want to heroically save a beauty? This will come to teach you how to be honest and decent.”
The Senluo Blood General’s hands, pinched into fists, and the iron chains of his entire body moved, wrapping his arms completely.
That iron chain, obviously, was not ordinary fine iron, but a Saint Artifact that connected with the bones of the Senluo Blood General as one, becoming a part of his body.
Ten feet away from Zhang Ruochen, the Senluo Blood General let out a loud roar, his legs stomped, and he jumped up, striking down at Zhang Ruochen with a fist.
On his fist, cold light flashed.
Electricity flowed from every ring of the chain, and the air waves that erupted formed a bottled up shadow that reached Zhang Ruochen’s body first.
Zhang Ruochen’s right foot shifted a step, causing his body’s centre of gravity to sink, and immediately after, he swung the Seven Saint Serpent Spear to slash horizontally.
“Boom!”
The Seven Sacred Serpent Spear slashed at the Senluo Blood General’s abdomen, colliding with the iron chain and emitting an ear-piercing metallic clash.
The Senluo Blood General flew backward, landing all the way to more than ten feet away, and retreated ten more steps in a row before he was able to stabilise himself.
In his abdomen, a sharp pain came from his body, all five organs and six bowels were traumatised to a certain extent.
On the contrary, Zhang Ruochen was still standing still, immobile as a pine, looking heroic, with only a single strand of his long hair still fluttering.
Just a single strike had caused all four Immortal Blood Race members present to be shocked.
Even though, in the exchange just now, the Senra Blood General had suffered a small loss because of carelessness, that one human from the Blood God Cult was by no means a simple character.
Earlier, he had been underestimated.
Another Blood General of the Immortal Blood Race let out a cheeky laugh, ”Senluo, are you any good or not, how come you can’t even clean up a human with a third-stage Half-Saint cultivation? Do you want me to come and help you?”
The Senluo Blood General snorted coldly, ignoring that Blood General’s flirtation, and instead, with a pair of blood-red eyes, stared at Zhang Ruochen across the room, saying, “Originally, this General only wanted to suck your blood dry, but now, this General has changed his mind. This General will refine you into a blood slave and enslave you for a hundred years.”
“Putting out harsh words, who wouldn’t? If you want to enslave someone, you’d better show some real skills first.”Zhang Ruochen said indifferently.
The Senluo Blood General clenched his teeth and roared as he rushed towards Zhang Ruochen, his pair of thick arms releasing eye-catching lightning…?
“Heavenly King Fist.”
Two fist seals, attacked at the same time, creating a sonic boom.
The Heavenly King’s Fist was a Ghost Grade Upper Grade Fist Technique, where the force travelled rigidly and domineeringly.
Because of the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth in the first echelon, it made it difficult for the Senluo Blood General to mobilise the surging holy qi, and was unable to unleash the true power of the Heavenly King Fist.
Of course, even if the Heavenly King’s Fist was only executed with physical strength, it was still quite powerful.
Zhang Ruochen stood still, not moving at all, carefully observing the trajectory of the Senluo Blood General’s fists.
Just as the two fist prints, entered within three feet of him, Zhang Ruochen’s gaze condensed as he grabbed the Seven Sacred Serpent Spear and stabbed out with a spear in a backward motion.
The trajectory of the snake spear was not a straight line.
As if it was a spirit snake that had come to life, it pierced through between the Senluo Blood General’s two fists, striking precisely at the location of his throat.
“Pfft!”
The snake spear penetrated through the back of the Senluo Blood General’s neck, bringing out a large swath of blood.
The Senluo Blood General stared with a pair of wide eyes, revealing an unbelievable expression. In the next moment, his arms, erupting with a powerful force, clamped the Seven Saint Serpent Spear in place as he stepped back with his left foot.
Zhang Ruochen gently shook his head as his arms simultaneously exerted force, twisting the Seven Saint Serpent Spear.
“Wow.”
On the Serpent Spear, golden light erupted, forming a whirling force that churned the neck of the Senluo Blood General.
A huge head was thrown out.
Knowing that the life force of a Half-Saint level Immortal Blood Clan was strong, Zhang Ruochen struck another hand seal with a swift and powerful momentum, striking above the head of the Senluo Blood General.
“Boom!”
The head, which was flying in mid-air, burst apart and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
Even the Saint Soul of the Senluo Blood General went up in smoke.
In a matter of moments, a high-ranking Half-Saint of the Immortal Blood Race fell under Zhang Ruochen’s spear, leaving only a headless corpse.
The second prince of the Immortal Blood Race clenched his teeth in fury, his arms trembling as he said, “There is simply no one in the younger generation of the Blood God Sect who is as powerful as you. Who exactly are you?”
Zhang Ruochen held the Seven Saint Serpent Spear in his hand and didn’t reply to his words as he said, “Your cultivation, Your Highness the Second Prince, has surprisingly broken through to the Seventh Order Semi-Saint, and I’m afraid that with your physique, you’ll be able to fight with the Ninth Order Semi-Saints as well. Shall we, shall we have a fight as well?”
Back then, when Zhang Ruochen was only at the First Order Half-Saint cultivation level, he had fought with the Second Prince. Only, at that time, the cultivation gap between the two was too great, and Zhang Ruochen could only run for his life.
Now that Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation level had broken through to Third Order Half-Saint and his cultivation had greatly improved, he naturally still wanted to fight with the Second Prince again.
This time, the Second Prince did not act impulsively, but snorted coldly, ”This Emperor will not give you the chance to break you on each side. Cloudwing Blood Generals, Cloud Chaos Blood Generals, strike together, first subdue that brat from the Blood God Cult, then deal with the Sacred Book Talented Lady.”
“Wow.”
The blood wings on the backs of the three Immortal Blood Clansmen spread out at the same time, soaring up off the ground and flying low, closing in on Zhang Ruochen from three different directions.
The three of them, all of them were quite powerful characters.
If they were on the ground, with Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation, even with his full strength, he would only be able to block one of them at most.
Cloud Winged Blood General and Cloud Chaotic Blood General were both at the cultivation level of an Eighth Order Half Saint, and at the first echelon, the two of them were even more powerful than the Infinite Flag King.
The Second Prince had now broken through to the Seventh Stage Half-Saint, his cultivation had skyrocketed, and with his very special physique, he was even a step more powerful than the Cloudwing Blood General and Cloud Chaos Blood General.
Zhang Ruochen kept a close eye on the three people opposite him, and in the face of danger, he took the lead, swinging his Seven Saint Serpent Spear around, simultaneously attacking towards the Cloudwing Blood General and the Cloud Chaos Blood General.
“Good guts.”
Cloudwing Blood General raised the circular shield in his hand and blocked it forward.
At the same time, he mobilised the thin Saint Qi in his body to activate the inscription in the shield.
“Wow…”
The circular shield immediately emitted a circle of blood-red light, enveloping an area ten feet in diameter and forming a circular light curtain.
The Cloud Chaos Blood General’s body, which had shrunk to the size of a fist, flew over the top of the Seven Sacred Serpent Spear, stretching out a sharp bloody claw and striking at Zhang Ruochen’s head.
The icy cold blood claw became longer and longer, carrying a thick wave of blood as if it was trying to tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces.
The two of them attacked and defended in a seamless manner.
If they were on the ground, not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even a Ninth Order Half-Saint level figure would probably find it difficult to defuse their attacks.
Zhang Ruochen did not retract the Seven Saint Serpent Spear, and continued to exert his strength, striking the spear on top of the circular blood-coloured light curtain.
“With a bang, the light curtain shattered.
The power that erupted from the Seven Sacred Serpent Spear collided head-on with the shield in the Cloudwing Blood General’s hand, sending the Cloudwing Blood General flying diagonally out and crashing into the ground.
The arm of the Cloudwing Blood General holding the circular shield had its bones broken, and a mouthful of blood was spat out, looking rather wretched.
“His physical strength, how could it be so terrifying, I’m afraid it’s not much weaker compared to some Saints.”The Cloudwing Blood General’s heart secretly said.
Although, Zhang Ruochen had injured the Cloudwing Blood General, he had also put himself in danger.
The Cloud Chaos Blood General’s claw, with a sharp, cold wind, slashed through his neck.
Even though, Zhang Ruochen retreated fast enough, the position of his neck still left three bloody claw marks.
Without checking the injuries on his neck, Zhang Ruochen immediately steadied his footsteps, and then, with even faster speed, he charged forward, and with his body, he slammed into the Cloud Chaotic Blood General.
“Seeking death.”
Cloud Chaotic Blood General’s legs were bent, his waist and stomach sunk, standing in a horse stance, and he gathered his entire body’s holy qi into his claws.
The blood-red claws were as if they were cast from carnelian glaze, not only were they hard and sharp, but there was also a cold ice attribute inscription pattern floating on the surface.
Each claw was a holy weapon.
