“Greetings to the Clan Chief.”
Around them, the clansmen of the Prison Suppression Ancient Clan knelt down in a large swathe, and in a pilgrimage of divine etiquette, their hands crouched on the ground in reverence and respect, bowing down to the two people who had come before them.
Even the various Half-Saints present all immediately clasped their hands and bowed.
When saints travelled, all beings greeted them.
It wasn’t just the holy might of a Saint that could suppress the cultivators of the world from kneeling down, but more importantly, the knowledge, status, and strength of the Saint itself was worthy of all people’s study, pursuit, and reverence.
The sixty-four auras of holy qi on the body of the Ancient Clan Chief of the Prison Suppression Clan surrounded heaven and earth as if he were a true god, standing in front of the crowd.
Those majestic eyes stared at Shi Ren and Wang Jie respectively with a cold snort.
Immediately after, the clan leader of the Zhen Prison Ancient Clan, said in a deep voice, ”The Undying Blood Clan lurking into the Underworld Sword Graveyard is a major event that is not trivial, and is enough to subvert the entire Underworld Sword Graveyard. Instead of working together to find out the truth, the two of you are fighting each other internally, so if those lurkers see it, won’t they die laughing?”
“Child knows his mistake, please father chastise him.”
“Shi Ren knows his mistake, please chastise the Patriarch.”
Wang Jie and Shi Ren simultaneously knelt on one knee, admitting their mistakes, still very positive.
The gaze of the Zhen Clan Ancient Clan’s Patriarch, stared at Wang Jie, his eyes became even more stern as he chided, “Wang Jie, do you know who the senior that offended just now is?”
It must be known that the Zhen Gu Clan Ancient Clan’s Clan Chief loved Wang Jie very much, after all, amongst all the heirs, Wang Jie had the highest natural talent and had the most hope of impacting the Saint realm.
Therefore, during normal times, the Ancient Prison Clan’s Patriarch usually addressed him as “Jie’er” or “Sixth Child”.
Just now, he had called him by his name, so it was evident that the Ancient Prison Clan’s Patriarch was afraid that he was really a little angry.
Wang Jie’s back was completely drenched in cold sweat as he said, “Child …… don’t know ……”.
Seeing Wang Jie’s frail appearance, the clan leader of the Town and Prison Ancient Clan shook his head slightly and said, “This is the Flying Feather Sword Saint, the bearer of the Burial Heaven Sword, so don’t apologise and admit your mistake to the senior immediately and pray that she can forgive your impudence.”
When Wang Jie heard the words of the Ancient Prison Suppressor Clan’s Patriarch, he immediately understood and looked in the direction of the Flying Feather Sword Saint, saying, “Just now, it was an unintentional mistake on the part of the junior, it was not my intention to take offence, so I implore senior Flying Feather Sword Saint to be able to forgive.”
Zhang Ruochen stood on the sidelines and watched with cold eyes, but in his heart, he said, “Indeed, he is still the patriarch’s own son.”
As long as one had a bit of eyesight, they could definitely see that the Ancient Clan Patriarch of the Prison Suppression Ancient Clan appeared to be very stern, yet he was sheltering Wang Jie in every way.
In the cultivation world, offending a Sword Saint, even if one was a Half Saint, it would be difficult to escape death.
However, the first sentence of the Ancient Clan Patriarch of the Prison Suppression Clan was to point out that Wang Jie and Shi Ren were fighting each other internally and would be laughed at by the Undying Blood Clan’s lurkers.
Immediately after, he went ahead and reminded Wang Jie that the Flying Feather Sword Saint was a senior, and that it was all your presumption that caused you to impinge on her.
In this way, if Wang Jie apologised to Fei Yu Sword Saint, how could Fei Yu Sword Saint continue to pursue the matter?
Continuing to pursue the matter would be to be unforgiving, to bully the small with the big, and to be narrow-minded. Even though the Fei Yu Sword Saint hadn’t said anything yet, Zhang Ruochen knew that the storm that had just occurred had already been completely resolved.
Zhang Ruochen thought that he had already guessed what would happen next, but he had underestimated the Fei Yu Sword Saint.
The Fei Yu Sword Saint didn’t even bother to look at Wang Jie who was kneeling on the ground, nor did he say if he would forgive him, but instead stared at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng.
The two eyes were like two stars in the darkness, radiating a bright holy light.
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen only felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move his body, unable to breathe through his mouth, nose and pores, and his entire body’s meridians were sealed. Even the Holy Qi in the Qi Sea and meridians seemed to have completely solidified.
“Just a mere gaze, how could it be so strong?”
Zhang Ruochen clenched his teeth and inspired the Five Elements Chaotic Body, wanting to forcefully break through the Flying Feather Sword Saint’s suppression.
Having already reached the Half-Saint realm, yet being unable to control his body was really something that made Zhang Ruochen feel quite uncomfortable.
It was necessary to break free and regain control of his body.
Xiang Zhengfeng also suffered from the suppression of the Flying Feather Sword Saint’s gaze, and his entire body’s Saint Qi was unable to operate, directly falling down from mid-air with a bang on the ground.
Fei Yu Sword Saint’s tall figure swayed slightly.
From within her body, two slender silhouettes actually flew out, identical to her figure, much like it was split into three.
“Swish swish.”
The two black dark shadows, like ghosts, emitted an icy cold aura as they rushed towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng respectively, swirling up two harsh hurricanes.
Those were the two holy qi that flew out from her body, condensing into silhouettes.
“Break for me.”
Zhang Ruochen propped up his hands, and a multicoloured light gushed out from the 100,000 pores of his body, shaking the space around him to the point that it slightly shook, and he was actually able to break away from the Flying Feather Sword Saint’s eye suppression.
However, before he could retreat, he immediately saw that a slim, dark shadow had rushed over in a hurry.
Thus, Zhang Ruochen immediately mobilised his Saint Qi, condensed his palm power, and struck out a Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm’s palm strike, Zhang Ruochen had struck it many times I don’t know how many times, so naturally, he was quite familiar with it, and the speed at which he struck it was as fast as a stream of light.
Only, Zhang Ruochen’s palm, which had only just built up its momentum, had yet to strike out ……
The two fingers of that slim shadowy figure unexpectedly clasped his wrist first.
The other party’s fingers twisted, immediately emitting a “click” sound, directly breaking Zhang Ruochen’s arm bones.
“Good …… fast ……”
Zhang Ruochen endured the pain in his arm and immediately mobilised his sword intent, wanting to control the Heavenly Sword and launch another attack.
However, Zhang Ruochen’s sword intent had only just emanated.
“Boom.”
The palm of that silhouette had already imprinted on Zhang Ruochen’s chest, sending his body bowing upwards and flying upwards.
The ribs in his chest, almost all of them, cracked, almost breaking all the way through.
With a snort, Zhang Ruochen’s organs suffered a heavy blow, and a mouthful of blood was spat out. If it wasn’t for his strong spiritual power, he was afraid that he would have fainted to death.
That slim dark shadow obviously had no intention of letting Zhang Ruochen go, and continued to strike, becoming even faster, changing thirty-six directions in a row, and also striking thirty-six palms in a row, landing on all the bones of Zhang Ruochen’s entire body.
In mid-air, apart from Zhang Ruochen who was thrown up, there were also thirty-six delicate silhouettes, displaying various different palm striking postures, as if they were thirty-six masters, surrounding Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
In the next moment, those silhouettes, again, disappeared like lightning and flew back into the Flying Feather Half-Saint’s body.
With a bang, Zhang Ruochen landed on the ground, spitting blood out of his mouth, all the bones in his body had been broken, and he couldn’t lift a single ounce of strength.
Xiang Zhengfeng was not much better than Zhang Ruochen, he also collapsed limply on the ground, his mouth was full of blood, he had fainted.
Everything that happened just now only happened in a flash of lightning.
Apart from the Half-Saint level characters, who could barely make out some shadows, those other cultivators were not even clear about what exactly had happened?
For example, Ri Min was curious as to why Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng were suddenly seriously injured and collapsed on the ground.
All of the Half-Saints present, all of them sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling some chills in their vests.
The cultivation of the Sword Saint was just too terrifying, and with just two separated Saint Qi, the two sword wielders were knocked to the ground.
Such a tactic, it was truly ghostly and mysterious, divine and mysterious.
Flying Feather Sword Saint said indifferently, “Just now, this Saint has already broken the bones of their entire body and examined them, both of them are not Immortal Blood Race.”
“In that case, it seems that one of the two of them should be in a collaborative relationship with the Immortal Blood Clan.”The gaze of the Ancient Clan Leader of the Prison Suppression Clan was fixed on Zhang Ruochen’s body.
Without a doubt, Zhang Ruochen was the most suspected.
Because, Zhang Ruochen was a felon of the court that the Empress had personally ordered to be apprehended, if he wanted to live, he must be looking for a backer.
In today’s Kunlun Realm, there were only a handful of forces that dared to oppose the imperial court, and it just so happened that the Immortal Blood Clan was one of them.
Zhang Ruochen colluding with the Immortal Blood Clan with the intention of releasing the Underworld King was completely reasonable and could be explained.
Fei Yu Sword Saint’s voice, which appeared quite cold, yet extremely pleasant to the ear, said, “Nor can we rule out Xiang Zhengfeng’s suspicion, before we find out the truth, Zhang Ruochen will be under my watch …… eek ……”
Right at this moment, Zhang Ruochen, who had originally suffered heavy injuries and had cracks appearing on the bones of his entire body, actually slowly climbed up from the ground by virtue of his own strength.
One should know that Xiang Zhengfeng, whose cultivation was several levels higher than Zhang Ruochen’s, had already fainted after suffering the bombardment from the Flying Feather Sword Saint.
“Worthy of being a Five Elements Chaotic Body, he can still stand up.”
Fei Yu Sword Saint’s figure, transformed into a cool breeze with a light fragrance, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, her fingers transformed into phantoms and snatched the Monstrous Heavenly Sword.
Afterwards, her sleeves rolled up, forming a vortex current of holy qi that rolled up Zhang Ruochen and left the place.
Until the Flying Feather Sword Saint left, she did not even look at Wang Jie.
Wang Jie was still kneeling on the ground, and really didn’t know whether he should stand up or not?
After all, the battle power that the Fei Yu Sword Saint had just displayed was really a bit terrifying. Moreover, she had struck too hard, beating both sword-wielders to the ground.
At this moment, Wang Jie rather regretted how he had provoked her.
The Ancient Clan’s Patriarch of the Zhen Gu Clan also frowned slightly and glanced towards Wang Jie, without the intention of letting him stand up, he just brought Xiang Zhengfeng, who was unconscious on the ground, and turned around to leave.
