Ouyang Huan’s mouth, chest, and legs, blood continuously gushed out, soaking into the soil, his body was trembling slightly, his palms pressed on the ground, crushing all the stones, but, having lost both his legs, he was also too injured to climb up.
The Nine Great Realm Sons, each one of them was a rare talent in the world, not only were they disciples of the Empress, but they were also the future emperors that the First Central Empire had poured out the entire Kunlun Realm’s cultivation resources to enhance their physiques and cultivation, and cultivated them with all their might.
It could be said that the holy pills they used to refine their bodies were something that saints were not even qualified to enjoy.
Precisely because of this, in less than a year’s time, the vast majority of the Nine Realm Sons had broken through from First Order Half-Saints, to Ninth Order Half-Saints, becoming the strongest under the Saint realm.
With their own qualifications, coupled with the precious holy pills left over from the Middle Ages, they should have become the strongest in the history of the Near Ancient Race.
However, who would have thought that the Nine Great Realm Sons would fall one of them only just after they had left the division.
Moreover, Ouyang Huan was still defeated by a young man whose cultivation was below his, and had his legs ruined.
This was the Boundary Son who claimed to be invincible in the world?
Irony.
Absolutely ironic, ironic to the court, to the empress.
The Boundary Son that had been cultivated by pouring out the most precious resources of the entire Kunlun Realm was so unbeatable.
Those Devil Cult cultivators, all of them trembled in fear, and no one dared to approach the past.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm towards the sky, using a layer of Buddhist light to imprison the Boundary Son Seal, suppressing it and cupping it in his hand.
The fist-sized jade seal was refined from a very special type of holy jade that contained a thick holy qi, and when it was cupped in his hand, it emitted a faint warmth.
Inside the Boundary Son Seal, there were eight green-colored filaments of light.
Zhang Ruochen detached a spiritual force and probed into the Boundary Sub Seal, only to find that the interior of the Boundary Sub Seal was like a chaotic world with no boundaries.
The eight green-colored filaments of light, on the other hand, were eight rolling rivers of heaven, carrying with them the power of an emperor, and instantly shattered Zhang Ruochen’s ray of spiritual energy.
“It’s really Chi Yao’s power aura, it’s billions of times more powerful than it was eight hundred years ago, and has already reached an unimaginable realm.”
Zhang Ruochen had a grave expression and did not separate his spiritual energy to explore the Boundary Son Seal again, but, instead, borrowed the power of the Sharizi to seal it, preparing to study it carefully later.
Apart from the status symbol of “Boundary Son”, in fact, the Boundary Son Seal itself was also an extraordinary treasure.
Naturally, Zhang Ruochen could not return the Boundary Son Seal to Ouyang Huan, and put it away, placing it into his spatial ring.
He did not kill Ouyang Huan because the Kunlun Realm was in an eventful time, with the Undying Blood Race, the Undead of the Netherworld, and the threats from the Barbarian Secret Realm and the Endless Abyss, the entire Human Race was facing unprecedented challenges.
Ouyang Huan is indeed a talent that is hard to come by in a hundred years, as long as he grows up, he will surely be a human hero, possibly surpassing the Demon Sect Master.
Keeping him alive, in the future, when the Kunlun Realm encounters a calamity, it may be able to have one more pillar to hold up a side of heaven and earth.
The main point was that this person was not too annoying.
Standing in his shoes, there was actually nothing wrong with everything he did. Zhang Ruochen stood in his position, and most likely, he would have done that as well.
Zhang Ruochen dug out a purple-black crystal from the bloody corpse of the Pearl Pavilion Master and held it in his hand.
Saint Source.
A Saint Source was the crystallization of a Saint’s lifelong cultivation, not only did it contain a massive amount of Saint Qi Essence, but also, part of the Saint’s memories and Saint Dao knowledge.
Putting away the Saint Source, Zhang Ruochen took Shi Beauty and left the black market.
This was, after all, the headquarters of the Tiantai Prefecture’s Black Market, and there was definitely more than one Evil Dao Saint in attendance. Earlier, they did not make a move, and that was because they did not want to meddle in the affairs of the Devil Cult.
Now, it was different, Zhang Ruochen had beheaded the Demon Sect Saint and severely injured the Demon Sect’s Divine Son, and had become the Demon Sect’s mortal enemy.
Those Evil Dao Saints no longer had any scruples.
Some of those Evil Dao Saints would most likely make a move to snatch the treasures on Zhang Ruochen’s body.
Not to mention other things, just the Saint Source and the Realm Seal were already enough to make a Saint’s heart flutter. Not to mention, Zhang Ruochen’s body must have other treasures.
It was when he sensed, in the black market, several unstable and powerful auras coming out that Zhang Ruochen immediately fled with Shi Beauty.
The power of the Sheridan could only last for an hour.
After one hour, Zhang Ruochen would not only lose his Saint realm battle power, he would also have a weakening period of several days.
Therefore, he had to kill his way out of the siege and escape to a safe place within an hour.
In fact, that battle just now had stunned all the evil cultivators in the black market.
“Zhang Ruochen actually destroyed a Saint, and chopped off Ouyang Huan’s legs and snatched the Boundary Son Seal. I’m not hallucinating, am I?”
“At this point, Zhang Ruochen is considered to have completely gone against the Demon Sect. Is he trying to make an enemy of the entire world?”
The Empress personally decreed that he should be apprehended, the Immortal Blood Clan’s powerhouses searched for him all over the world, and now he has offended the Hall of Brightness and the Devil Sect.
It would simply be a miracle if such a person could continue to live.
Not long after Zhang Ruochen left, Qi Fayu and a white-haired old crone rushed over, and when they saw the dead bodies all over the ground, both of them were stunned on the spot.
It was hard to believe that a mere Zhang Ruochen actually had such terrifying destructive power, causing the Moon Worshipping Demon Sect to suffer heavy losses.
“Holy Maiden, you stay behind to take care of His Highness the Divine Son, this Elder will go after Zhang Ruochen and will never return until we take his head.”
The white-haired crone was a Demon Cult Elder, as well as a Sacred Realm Ancestor of the Qi Clan, with a cultivation level even higher than that of the Pavilion Master of the Pearl Pavilion.
The white-haired crone raised her head and looked into the distance, her two pale eyes shooting out two white pillars of light, locking Zhang Ruochen, who had fled thousands of miles away.
Afterward, she flew up, invoking a pitch-black demonic cloud hundreds of miles in size, chasing after him with an overwhelming momentum.
At the same time, in the black market, some old monsters of the Saint realm who had lived for hundreds of years quietly left the black market and chased after Zhang Ruochen, ready to seize the Saint Source and the Realm Seal.
Kong Hongbi’s eyes narrowed, revealing a smirk as he said, “Ouyang Huan is really unlucky, he actually encountered a heaven-defying Zhang Ruochen, and not only did he break his legs, but even the Realm Son Seal was snatched away.”
Any other Saint, even if they were able to defeat Ouyang Huan, they would never dare to snatch the Realm Son Seal.
Who would dare to offend both the Demon Sect and the Empress at the same time?
The Ghost Valley Saint General said with a palpitating heart, “Zhang Ruochen’s battle power is terrifying, and Ouyang Huan’s defeat to him isn’t something to be ashamed of.”
“He only borrowed a Buddhist treasure to forcefully raise his battle power to the Saint realm, he definitely can’t last, he will soon fall back to the realm of a low-priced Half-Saint, he won’t be able to be majestic for long.”
A cold and craggy look appeared on Kong Hongbi’s face as he said, “Ghost Valley, go and inform the Fourth Master that we, Ming Tang, will seize the Boundary Son Seal no matter what.”
“Swish.”
Kong Hongbi leapt forward, his body radiating seven-colored light, transforming into a huge peacock that emitted a shocking wave-like holy qi.
With a flap of its wings, the gigantic peacock flew into the clouds and chased after Zhang Ruochen in the direction where he was.
On the other hand, the Ghost Valley Saint General rushed in the other direction and quickly disappeared into the black market.
Borrowing the power of the Sheridan Son, Zhang Ruochen’s five senses became quite sharp, clearly feeling a huge Holy Dao aura chasing behind him.
Stone Beauty leaned in Zhang Ruochen’s arms and raised her head, saying, ”Zhang Ruochen, the Evil Dao Saints in the black market have already moved to greed, and they must be trying to surround you and seize the treasures in your possession. You may be able to escape with your life if you put me down and change to look like Lin Feng.”
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze was firm as he said, “If you are able to regain your fighting spirit, why do we need to escape?”
“Why do you need to pin your hopes, on me?”
The Stone Beauty sighed softly and said, “Wouldn’t it be better to let me fend for myself?”
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen put his Sacred Qi away and stopped, landing at the bottom of an isolated snowy mountain and glancing in the direction behind him.
Those several breaths were getting closer and closer in pursuit.
The stone beauty’s eyes, raised upwards, said, “Why did you stop?”
“There’s no way to escape anymore, so we can only fight to the death.”
Zhang Ruochen placed Shi Beauty on the ground, took out the Meteor Invisibility Clothes, and put them on her body. In an instant, Shi Beauty disappeared into thin air, blending in with the entire snowy mountain.
Zhang Ruochen placed his hand on her shoulder and said, “When I return from killing all the saints, I will take you away.”
With that, flames emerged from Zhang Ruochen’s legs as he lifted the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and flew in the direction of the Black Market, taking the lead to meet up with that white-haired Devil Cult Elder.
The white-haired crone was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then, with an icy gaze, she said, “Zhang Ruochen, hand over the Boundary Son Seal and the Sacred Source of the Pearl Pavilion’s Master, and this Sacred Sage can give you a quick and painful death.”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t say a single word more, and with a stroke of his finger, he tore the space apart, forming a tens of feet long spatial crack.
The interior of the spatial crack was pitch-black, radiating a devouring force that wanted to absorb all the matter and energy in the world, all of it.
The white-haired crone’s gaze, slightly condensed, did not dare to collide directly with the spatial rift.
Her figure flickered and dodged, flying to the top of the spatial rift, standing inside a black ** cloud, looking down at Zhang Ruochen below, “Kid, if that’s all you’re capable of, today, it’s your time to die.”
The white-haired crone revealed a stern look as she formed seals with both hands.
In an instant, the black **** gas that covered hundreds of miles of defenses, surged up rapidly, with a thick thunderbolt, weaving in and out of the demonic clouds, emitting a horrifyingly destructive aura.
Among them, there was a small strand of lightning that leaked out and landed on the ground, directly splitting a lush mountain over a thousand meters high into two halves, sending out rushing black smoke.
Those old monsters of the evil path of the black market had already felt the vicinity, casting out secret techniques and hiding in the shadows, not immediately striking.
Seeing the demonic clouds and electric light above their heads, even they were quite alarmed.
A red-faced old man with four huge seven-meter tall skeletons stood on the shore of a lake a hundred miles away, muttering to himself, “Wife Qi’s cultivation is indeed a great deal deeper than that old fellow from the Pearl Light Pavilion, a formidable character.”
Because the evil aura on this person was too heavy, the entire lakeshore, in an instant, turned black and emitted a foul odor.
In the other direction, a flirtatious demonic woman with three fox tails looked out at the distant sky covered in demonic aura and laughed, “Wifey Qi cultivates both the Qi Clan’s and the Demon Sect’s mastery, combining the strengths of the two clans, and is not something an ordinary Saint realm figure can compare to. That brat Zhang Ruochen, can he block it?”
At this moment, the white-haired crone was fighting with Zhang Ruochen, and the several old monsters of the Evil Dao were inconveniently out of the way, all of them remained still and continued to wait for the right moment.
