Zhang Ruochen retrieved the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and stared over towards Little Black, a black line sprouting from his forehead as he said, “What are you doing?”
Xiao Hei placed the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin on the ground, appearing calm and collected the treasures, smiling, “Of course, it’s collecting the treasures, it was hard to come to the netherworld once, we can’t go back empty-handed?”
Zhang Ruochen was really a bit helpless, the netherworld was so dangerous, yet Little Black still dared to be greedy, didn’t he know that the slightest carelessness would get everyone killed?
Since Xiao Hei had already stolen the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin, he couldn’t just give it away again.
Besides, even if Zhang Ruochen gave the Sun Moon Crystal Coffin away, I am afraid that the three Irregulars and the evil monks of the Deadly Zen Sect would definitely not be able to let them go.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, glancing towards the Sun Moon Crystal Coffin, could vaguely see that there seemed to be a human figure lying in the coffin. Only that the walls of the coffin were so thick that it was impossible to see the silhouette’s face, and one could only discern that it should be a woman.
Gala Yuan’s gaze was fixed on Zhang Ruochen’s body, and a hoarse laugh came out of his mouth as he said, ”After entering the netherworld for so long, I am finally meeting a living person. Young man, the poor monk is the Gala Yuan Half-Saint of the Dead Zen Sect, give the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin to the poor monk, how about we also make a good karma. How?”
Although, Gala Yuan’s mouth, said so. His palm hidden in his robe, however, was rapidly condensing Buddhist Qi, ready to strike and kill Zhang Ruochen at any time.
Zhang Ruochen stood with his sword crossed, appearing heroic as he said indifferently, “I’m sorry, I don’t need to make good karma with the evil monks of the Deadly Zen Sect. Speak! What exactly is the purpose of the Dead Zen Sect entering the netherworld?”
At first, upon meeting the Evil Monks of the Dead Zen Sect, Zhang Ruochen only thought that they had also come to look for the Pill to Raise the Dead.
However, when the Heart Art Buddhist Master appeared, it made Zhang Ruochen change this idea.
A character like the Mind Trick Buddhist Master would never enter the netherworld rashly, and once he entered the netherworld, he must have an extraordinary reason.
Gala Yuan let out a cackling laughter, “Since, you are so ungrateful, the poor monk will no longer have to be polite to you.”
“Thousand Ghost Prajna.”
Gala Yuan had long ago condensed his power, and a withered, thin palm, which struck out from his sleeve, violently struck forward.
Immediately after, a huge black palm print, carrying an icy cold aura, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen’s body.
On the palm print, there were the imprints of thousands of ghosts, emitting a whimpering sound.
The Thousand Ghosts Prajna, was a Ghost Grade Upper Grade Palm Technique, which had evolved from, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dao.
It was only after entering the netherworld and refining a thousand Yin Fiends into his arm that Gala Yuan had cultivated the Thousand Ghosts Prajna Palm to its great completion. With a single palm strike, he could explode, the power of a thousand Yin Fiends.
If he was able to refine three thousand Netherworldly Demons into his arm, then the power of this palm would increase greatly, enough to be called a masterstroke.
Now, Gala Yuan’s right arm, had already refined one thousand seven hundred and forty-eight Yin Fiends, and as the palm seal struck out, the entire arm became pitch black.
“This Evil Monk’s cultivation should have already reached the peak of Second Stage Half-Saint.”
Zhang Ruochen was not afraid, after all, his cultivation had also broken through to the Fish Dragon Ninth Transformation, so it might not be impossible for him to defeat Gala Yuan.
“Sword Two, Yin Yang Infinite.”
Zhang Ruochen struck the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword out, and huge sword qi erupted out, forming a huge circle of sword qi.
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword transformed into a pillar of sword qi, striking above the black palm print, piercing it through, and stabbing sharply at Garo Yuan’s chest.
“Hmph! At such a young age, to have entered Sword II all the way to great perfection, you do have some skills, no wonder you were able to break through all the way here.”
Gala Yuan’s hands clasped together, his mouth recited Sanskrit sounds, and then, golden Sanskrit marks also surfaced on the brows of dozens of Half-Saint puppets at the same time.
There were a total of thirty-four Half-Saint puppets, and in the centre of their brows, thirty-four golden light flashes surged out, converging on Garo Yuan’s body.
With Garo Yuan as the centre, a bizarre formation was unexpectedly formed.
Each of the Half-Saint puppets was an eye on the formation, injecting the Saint Qi and Corpse Qi in their bodies into Garo Yuan’s body.
“Boom!”
The aura on Garo Yuan’s body continued to climb, and the Buddha Qi that emanated from his body became more and more powerful. The golden Buddhist light covered a region of dozens of miles in a radius.
The ancient sword of the Sinking Abyss that flew out was still a zhang away from Garo Yuan before it was resisted by the powerful Buddha Qi, unable to continue stabbing forward.
At the corner of Garo Yuan’s mouth, a sardonic smile appeared, and he struck out with a palm through the air.
“Boom!”
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword trembled for a moment, the tip of the sword flipped over and flew backward.
Not only was it just the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, Zhang Ruochen also suffered a certain degree of trauma as he took seventeen steps backwards in a row, and on the ground, stepped on seventeen deep indentation marks before he could stabilise his footsteps.
“What a powerful Evil Buddhist Dharma, it can actually extract the power of dozens of Half-Saint corpses and incorporate it into him alone. At this moment, Gala Yuan is probably considered to be a top tier figure amongst the Second Stage Half-Saints.”Zhang Ruochen’s heart secretly said.
At this moment, within his body, qi and blood were tumbling, and at the intersections of some of his meridians, clumps of sludge and blood were even congealing.
This was not the first time he had fought against a Second Order Half-Saint; the Four Elephant Sect’s Xuanlong Half-Saint, the Immortal Blood Race’s Tessie Half-Saint, and Feng Han were all at the cultivation level of Second Order Half-Saints.
It was only that the gap between the strengths of the same Second Order Half-Saints and each other was simply too great.
Just now, the power that Gala Yuan had erupted from combining dozens of Half-Saint puppets had far exceeded that of the Xuanlong Half-Saint and the Tessie Half-Saint. Even when compared to Feng Han, it was only a step behind.
While Zhang Ruochen fought with Garo Yuan, the three Irregulars, too, attacked Xiao Hei, wanting to seize the Sun Moon Crystal Coffin.
Mu Lingshi and Han Xue rushed up at the first opportunity, the two of them were only at the cultivation level of the Fish Dragon Realm, and after joining forces, they inspired the power of the Void Sword, but forced the three Irregulars back.
For the Void Sword to be called a supreme saint artefact, it was naturally infinitely powerful, and even if it only inspired a single sword qi, it could cut down a half-saint.
Such a heaven-defying battle sword could not be found in the entire Kunlun Realm.
“Young man, the power of the poor monk’s palm just now, it was okay, right?”Gala Yuan laughed.
Zhang Ruochen quickly dispelled the bruises in his body and regained his strength, smiled, and said, “It’s indeed a bit powerful, however, it can’t help me yet.”
“Lol! It’s just a pity that these Half-Saint corpses are merely puppets and have yet to be sacrificed into battle corpses. Otherwise, I’m afraid that the strength of the poor monk would have to be increased by five or six times, and I should be able to break your body into pieces with just one palm.”Gala Yuan said.
Zhang Ruochen calmly said, “In that case, it really is quite a pity.”
“Young man, your guts are good, it’s just a pity that your strength is much worse.”
“If I were to fight for cultivation and strength, I would indeed have a huge gap with senior. However, in a true life and death battle, it is not the case that whoever has a higher cultivation will definitely have the last laugh.”
Gala Yuan laughed out loud and released the Sacred Soul Domain, combining it with the thirty-four Half-Saint puppets as one, erupting into an unprecedented blistering speed as he slapped down with both palms at the same time.
Two golden five-fingered clouds of light hung in the air above Zhang Ruochen’s head, rapidly slapping downwards.
If he was hit by the two hand seals, Zhang Ruochen would probably lose a layer of skin even if he didn’t die.
Right at the most critical moment, Zhang Ruochen captured a rule between heaven and earth, and with a flash of his body, he stepped out in a kind of subtle and incomparable footsteps, surprisingly penetrating the blockade of the two palm prints and escaping.
“Rumble!”
The two palm imprints struck the ground, leaving behind two large handprint craters that were close to a hundred metres long, causing the earth to tremble violently, and all the surrounding tombstones were sent flying out.
Zhang Ruochen stood next to the two palm print large pits unharmed, and even he, himself, felt quite unbelievable.
“Just now …… seems to have comprehended a Speed Rule.”
The Way of Speed was only one of the 100,000 minor paths.
More often than not, the Way of Speed was only an aid, and the vast majority of Half Saints, would deliberately try to comprehend it. This was because, comprehending the Speed Rule was able to increase combat power by a large margin.
However, in the Fish Dragon Realm, there were very few cultivators who were able to comprehend a Speed Rule.
Above the Way of Speed, there was also the Way of Flying Sky and the Way of Flowing Light.
The Way of Flying Sky was the Great Dao.
The Way of Flowing Light was the Supreme Holy Way.
If it was further up, it was the Way of Time.
In the end, all of the seventy-two Supreme Holy Ways, three thousand Great Ways, and one hundred thousand Lesser Ways under the heavens had evolved from the nine Great Constant Ancient Ways.
For example, the Way of Speed was actually evolved from the Way of Time.
Without time, there would be no speed.
Conversely, Zhang Ruochen’s comprehension of a Speed Rule could, in fact, to a great extent, help him reverse the Time Rule. Thus, this was a huge gain.
Gala Yuan was also slightly surprised for a moment and laughed, ”Your enlightenment is, indeed, very high, that slap just now, not only did it fail to kill you, but instead, it allowed you to comprehend the Speed Rule. However, it is only a minor path, not the Flying Rule or the Flowing Rule.”
“Since you have already comprehended the Speed Rule, the Flying Sky Rule and the Flowing Light Rule, can they still be far away?”Zhang Ruochen laughed back.
Without further ado, Gala Yuan once again mobilised the power of the thirty-four Half-Saint Puppets and executed a kind of blistering speed, appearing in front of Zhang Ruochen and striking a finger at Zhang Ruochen’s brow.
His old face, which was only a stone’s throw away from Zhang Ruochen, was very hideous. The sharp golden finger was about to strike through Zhang Ruochen’s skull.
“Finally, you’re still furious, good, I’ll send you on your way now.”
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ruochen had been deliberately provoking Gala Yuan, waiting for this moment.
If, Gala Yuan did not come closer, how could Zhang Ruochen kill him?
“Shakura Without Trace.”
Only to see, Zhang Ruochen’s arm moved, and the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword transformed into an invisible and shadowless light, severing Garo Yuan’s neck, and his head flew up three zhang in height, as if it was a blood-red watermelon, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Gala Yuan’s dying blow also struck Zhang Ruochen’s brow.
It was a pity that he didn’t know that Zhang Ruochen’s most powerful location in terms of defence was the centre of his eyebrows. Just as Gala Yuan’s finger fell, the Seal of the Gods flew out from the centre of the eyebrow, countering Gala Yuan’s corpse and sending it flying out.
Zhang Ruochen walked over to Garo Yuan’s body and searched through his robe, wanting to look for some clues so that he could deduce the true purpose of the Deadly Zen Sect’s various powerhouses entering the netherworld.
After searching for a long time, Zhang Ruochen didn’t find any valuable clues, but instead, he had an unexpected gain, and surprisingly, he found a drop of divine blood on Garo Yuan’s body.
It was really strange, how could a Half-Saint of the Deadly Zen Sect carry divine blood on his body?
