The Death Divine Palace, for the cultivators of the various realms of the Heavenly Court, is the most terrifying hall among the twelve divine palaces of the Temple of Destiny.
Hearing its name changes their countenance.
A thousand years ago, the chaos in the Origin Divine Hall caused heavy losses to the Death Divine Palace, with its Undead Ten Yama almost completely annihilated. But it did not harm the foundation of the Death Divine Palace.
The Undead Ten Yama are all undead.
They are merely tools for killing, refined out!
The Death God Venerable obtained a large amount of resources from the Origin Divine Hall, causing the Death Divine Palace’s strength in the mortal world to surge greatly, even surpassing a millennium ago.
It faintly shows the posture of the first divine palace!
The most outstanding genius of the new generation in the Death Divine Palace, She Huang, after cultivating for over five hundred years, has already reached the great perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm.
He originates from the Corpse Race, an ancient corpse in the Nether Ancient Stratum that gave birth to soul light and nurtured new life. It is said that his corpse body retains the mark of a Heavenly Level powerhouse, with combat power, comprehension, and physique all exceptional.
He is the most competitive candidate for the new Saint Son of the Temple of Destiny in the next millennium.
At this moment, the divine bone giant ship carrying the cultivators of the Death Divine Palace flies in the sky above the Indefinite Divine Sea. On the sea surface, it casts a black shadow larger than a mountain body, frightening the aquatic creatures in the sea into terror and unease.
Blood Slaughter is majestic and domineering, sitting in the highest position on the divine bone giant ship, the cloak on his back fluttering like a battle flag, holding a bronze vessel filled with divine blood in his hand, sipping it absent-mindedly, seemingly preoccupied.
The Death Black Robe High Priest, demigods, Supreme Realm great saints, all can only stand below him, not one dares to sit.
As for She Huang, a mere Hundred Shackles Realm great saint, let alone not yet becoming the Saint Son, even if he becomes the Saint Son, would the dignified Great Slaughter War God Emperor put him in his eyes?
Therefore, he can only stand behind the Supreme Realm great saints, his status far inferior.
A Supreme Realm great saint shows a flattering expression, pours divine blood from a cauldron, and fills Blood Slaughter’s vessel.
The Death Black Robe High Priest asks curiously: “War God Emperor, why did our Death Divine Palace leave early, not travelling together with Goddess Your Highness and the others?”
Blood Slaughter glares at him and says: “Does our Death Divine Palace need to look at the face of the Destiny Goddess when doing things?”
“What War God Emperor says is very true.”
“Well said, the Death Divine Palace is the head of the twelve divine palaces, we all listen to War God Emperor’s commands. The Goddess will soon have to step down!”
The Death Black Robe High Priest did not expect the Great Slaughter War God Emperor to suddenly become so angry, his old face changes, and he hurriedly apologises in a low voice.
She Huang steps forward and says: “The Ten Realms War has already ended, next, the battlefield in the Shura Star Pillar Realm and the ancient civilisation faction is the time for our Death Divine Palace to show its might. What is the point of staying in the Indefinite Divine Sea? Better to go to the battlefield first and seize the initiative.”
Blood Slaughter’s expression eases slightly, he smiles: “See, Nephew She truly understands this emperor’s intentions. This emperor will definitely fully assist him to ascend to the position of the new Saint Son.”
She Huang’s expression remains unchanged, but he hurriedly bows in salute and says: “Many thanks, Uncle Master.”
“Swish”
A transmission light talisman breaks through the air and catches up to the divine bone giant ship.
Blood Slaughter catches the light talisman, focuses his gaze, and that stern and cold face twitches slightly.
She Huang is intelligent and perceptive, good at observing expressions, and says: “Uncle Master, has something major happened?”
Blood Slaughter’s expression fluctuates between cloudy and clear, he crushes the light talisman and orders: “Push the speed of the Crimson Armour Divine Bone Ship to the maximum, head to the Shura Star Pillar Realm.”
The great saints and powerhouses of the Death Divine Palace all exclaim in discussion, guessing that the war between the Heavenly Court and the Infernal Realm has broken out on a large scale. Otherwise, a powerhouse like the Great Slaughter War God Emperor would not be so tense and cautious.
The Crimson Armour Divine Bone Ship hurries rapidly, passes through wormholes, borrows spatial teleportation arrays, finally crosses the Indefinite Divine Sea, and sees in the distance the coastline piled up from numerous planets.
Where the Crimson Armour Divine Bone Ship flies over, defensive arrays automatically open, armies successively retreat and avoid, demonstrating the powerful deterrent force of the Death Divine Palace in the Infernal Realm.
Just as Blood Slaughter secretly breathes a sigh of relief.
From one of the planets on the coastline, a streak of blood light flies out, condensing into Xia Yu’s figure, blocking in front of the Crimson Armour Divine Bone Ship, her tone quite cold: “Great Slaughter War God Emperor, an old acquaintance from the Undying Blood Race invites you for a meeting.”
Blood Slaughter almost curses out loud, how is he still blocked?
He has already sensed Zhang Ruochen’s aura.
Wanting to slip away, it seems he cannot slip away.
Blood Slaughter steels himself, follows Xia Yu together, and flies down to a planet of reddish-yellow rocks.
This planet, at this time, is wrapped by more than half with the vines of the Food Saint Flower.
And the Food Saint Flower is rooted on the five-coloured Merit Stele, currently devouring and absorbing.
Zhang Ruochen has his hands behind his back, his figure straight as a sword, sighs: “Shang Zi An can also be considered a generation’s powerhouse, combining the strengths of the Shang Qiu and Merit Divine Hall families, pity now, he can only serve as nourishment for the Food Saint Flower, truly making one sigh with emotion. Countless romantic figures, all turn to dust.”
“Blood Slaughter, you are also a Yuan Hui level representative, in terms of cultivation and strength compared to Shang Zi An, who is stronger and who is weaker?”
Zhang Ruochen turns around, stares at Blood Slaughter.
Blood Slaughter’s heart trembles fiercely, forces himself to stay calm, and says: “What is there to compare with a dead person?”
Then, he hurriedly cups his fists in salute, his words sincere: “Senior Brother, you have finally returned, these years, I thought you truly met with misfortune, my heart ached greatly.”
Zhang Ruochen carefully looks at Blood Slaughter, dressed very plainly, not a single valuable item can be found on his entire body.
No!
This body of his is the most valuable.
“The light talisman Xia Yu sent you, did you receive it?” Zhang Ruochen asks casually.
Blood Slaughter is stunned and says: “Light talisman? What light talisman?”
He stares at Xia Yu and says: “Junior Sister, how long ago did you send the message to me, why am I completely unaware, could the light talisman have fallen into the Indefinite Divine Sea?”
Xia Yu’s gaze is coldly stern and she says: “Do not call me Junior Sister. War God Emperor is a disciple of the Death God Venerable, how dare I climb high?”
“What kind of talk is this? One day as master, lifetime as father, the Blood Empress is my master, always has been. How could I, Blood Slaughter, be an ungrateful wretch?”
Blood Slaughter hurriedly looks towards Zhang Ruochen again and says: “Senior Brother, you must believe me, I am going to the Shura Star Pillar Realm because of the urgent military situation there, had no choice but to hurry immediately. As for the transmission light talisman, I truly did not receive it.”
“All the cultivators in the world think the Great Slaughter War God Emperor is infinitely glorious, but how do they know that being in that position, there are too many helpless things.”
Zhang Ruochen nods and says: “Your current cultivation is not weak, can be considered a top powerhouse in the mortal world.”
“Top ten in the mortal world, no problem.” Blood Slaughter smiles somewhat proudly.
Zhang Ruochen says again: “Your current status is also very high, in the Death Divine Palace, it should all be up to you, right?”
“In the Death Divine Palace, naturally there cannot be a second voice.” Blood Slaughter says.
Zhang Ruochen says: “With your current cultivation and status, returning a Supreme Sacred Artifact should not be difficult, right?”
Blood Slaughter’s heart pounds wildly, knowing he cannot escape.
“Owe debt, repay money, it is only right.” Xia Yu says.
Blood Slaughter tries hard to squeeze out a pained expression: “Senior Brother, do not look at me now, having a little bit of small achievement in cultivation. But, in a millennium’s time, being able to progress so fast is all piled up with resources, exhausting all my wealth. Now I just want to make a windfall from the great war in the ancient civilisation faction, to repay Senior Brother’s debt.”
“Is that so?”
Zhang Ruochen says: “On you, there should at least be divine stones, right? Those three, their cultivations are not as good as yours, but they sent me three hundred and sixty thousand divine stones. No matter how poor you are, you should be richer than them.”
Blood Slaughter looks at Qi Lin Zi and the other two, his heart cries out wildly, this is unfair!
As the number one expert of the Undying Blood Race, why has he not received so many divine stones as tribute before?
Three hundred and sixty thousand divine stones, how many planetary territories can that buy?
Blood Slaughter of course knows why Qi Lin Zi and the other two sent divine stones to Zhang Ruochen. His heart is like opening a brand new door, so earning divine stones can be this simple.
Zhang Ruochen points to the Crimson Armour Divine Bone Ship in the sky and says: “If you truly have no divine stones on you, go borrow from the cultivators of the Death Divine Palace, with the face of you, the Great Slaughter War God Emperor, you should be able to borrow quite a lot.”
“Yes, with my status, if I borrow from them, how dare they not lend? If I do not repay, how dare they demand it from me?” Blood Slaughter once again feels enlightened, thinking of another path to wealth.
But now, he absolutely cannot go borrow.
Even if borrowed, it will not fall into his hands.
Blood Slaughter’s thoughts turn a hundred times and he says: “Senior Brother, with my status, how can I open my mouth to borrow divine stones from them? As the disciple of the dignified Death God Venerable, how can I have no pride?”
“You even brought out the name of the Death God Venerable. You are clearly not putting me in your eyes, do not want to repay the debt?”
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze turns cold, the Child Sword currently being refined in his hand surges with blood mist covering a thousand li, and he says: “If I now sever your hands and feet, will God Venerable Your Excellency stand up for you?”
Qi Lin Zi and the other two are all greatly shocked.
Zhang Ruochen is too unpredictable in mood, just now still acting all亲切 with Blood Slaughter as senior and junior brothers, suddenly, he wants to break his limbs, too brutal!
How dare Blood Slaughter respond?
The banner of the master Death God Venerable is indeed useful, making some pseudo-gods and new gods treat him politely when they see him.
But what kind of person is Zhang Ruochen?
Unrivalled in the mortal world, the myth of the current era.
As long as he does not kill him, with the identity of the Death God Venerable, how is it possible to personally deal with a saint realm cultivator?
And Zhang Ruochen has plenty of means to make him wish he were dead.
Moreover, the prestige of the Great Slaughter War God Emperor resounds like thunder in both the Heavenly Court and Infernal Realm. For Zhang Ruochen to ruin his prestige is a matter of snapping his fingers.
Zhang Ruochen says: “Hand over that giant stone sacrificial platform you obtained in the Origin Divine Hall, it is actually a pretty good treasure.”
“No way, this emperor… I only have this one powerful battle treasure, if I lose it, how to resist the Supreme Sacred Artifacts of other Yuan Hui level representatives?”
“Senior Brother, just give me a bit more time, once the great war starts, I am sure to earn quite a few divine stones. If lucky, perhaps even seize a Supreme Sacred Artifact.”
“Senior Brother, you have so many Supreme Sacred Artifacts on you, and obtained hundreds of thousands of divine stones, plus ten great worlds, richer than many gods, why make things difficult for your junior brother me?”
The more he says, the more sour Blood Slaughter feels, sensing the huge wealth gap.
He even feels that Zhang Ruochen has extinguished humanity, rich but not benevolent, bullying the weak.
Zhang Ruochen seems to suddenly think of something, puts away the Child Sword, transmits sound to Blood Slaughter, “There are so many people present, the cultivators of the Death Divine Palace are also watching from above, I will give you face. The debt you owe can be slowly repaid in the future.”
“Many thanks Senior Brother, Senior Brother truly is my own Senior Brother.”
Blood Slaughter is like granted a great amnesty, hurriedly about to bow to Zhang Ruochen in salute.
Zhang Ruochen stretches out both hands, supports him up, and says in a low voice: “Face, I have given you, I have an important matter that needs you to help me with, you cannot possibly refuse, right?”
