“Wow–”
Above the Nine Heavens, a tricoloured divine light pierced through the black clouds and landed on top of the Book of Merits wall, wrapping it up.
The power of the attacks struck by the three great masters were all blocked by the tricoloured divine light, and not even a single layer of lime on the wall of the Book of Merits was knocked down.
The East Stream Swordfather, Blood Spirit Wind, and Chestnut Wood all breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the Book of Merits wall was not destroyed.
However, immediately, they revealed puzzled looks again.
Where exactly did the divine light fly from that was protecting the Book of Merits wall, not wanting it to be destroyed?
The figure who struck that light was definitely at a cultivation level far beyond the realm of a Saint, and might even be a …… God.
Zhang Ruochen was also slightly stunned and couldn’t help but raise his head, looking upwards in search of an answer.
“Rumble.”
The Wall of Merit Book crashed down, yet, instead of sinking into the Stygian Ice Cold Sea, it floated on the surface. On the wall, three-coloured divine light was flowing, as if it was covered in a film of light.
On the Moon God Mountain, the Barbarian Sword Great Sage walked out of the great hall, stood on top of the high steps, and yelled at the heavens, “What’s going on, who’s interfering with the Saints’ Merit War?”
The Great Saints of the Broad Cold Realm were all quite angry.
Because, they found that the divine light, which flew out from the Merit Divine Hall, was obviously a certain great figure from the Heavenly Court Realm who had made a move to protect the Merit Book Wall.
In the sky above the Moon God Mountain, a three-coloured divine cloud emerged, stretching for 80,000 miles, and from the cloud, an incomparably terrifying divine might emanated.
A majestic voice came out from the divine cloud, ”The duration of the Saint Merit War is three months, and there are still two days before it ends. Before then, the last piece of the Merit Book Wall cannot be destroyed.”
In the face of divine might, even great saints were under immense pressure.
However, for the sake of the life and death of the Guanghan Realm, they were forced to stand up and argue with the god on the basis of reason.
In the Heavenly Court Realm, there were great restrictions on the gods, so as long as they were on the side of reason, the Great Saints didn’t have to fear the gods at all.
The Silent Great Emperor, one of the three giants of the Guanghan Realm, walked out of the great hall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the divine clouds in the firmament of the heavens without a trace of fear on his body as he said, “From ancient times to the present day, no living being has had the right to interfere in the merit wars, not even the gods have that right.”
The god’s voice rang out without any emotion, “This Merit War is different from all the past, so naturally, an exception can be made. If in future merit wars, the first thing that every participant thinks of is not killing more hellish evil races, but how to destroy the wall of merit books. Then, what is the point of merit wars?”
The Silent Emperor added, “Since God knew that this Saint Merit War was different from the past, he should have let it end immediately instead of watching the Saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo fight against the three million Rakshasa Marquises. At the end of the day, how many of them will be able to return alive?”?”The Merit Divine Hall has its own rules, and for the sake of fairness, the three months can never be one day more or one day less.”
After saying this, not allowing the Silent Destruction Emperor to continue to speak, the divine clouds in the sky dissipated, and that divine might also disappeared.
The Silent Destruction Great Emperor clenched his fists tightly, and a thunderous explosion emanated from the palms of his hands, and the anger in his heart seemed to be burning out everything in this heaven and earth.
Zhang Ruochen had fought tooth and nail to get the first place in the Saints’ Merit Battle for the Broad Cold Realm, but because of the interference of the Merit Divine Hall, it was very likely that all of this endeavour would be subverted.
With two days to go, how easy would it be for the Guanghan Realm to continue to remain number one in the Saint Merit War?
In the Ancestral Spirit Realm where crises abounded, wanting to hold onto the Merit Book Wall for two days was simply impossible.
“This enmity does not share the same fate, if I become a god in the future, I will definitely behead his divine soul.”The Silent Emperor said in a deep voice.
Wu Zu, one of the three giants, spoke, “The Moon God and the Tree God will return soon, and at that time, they will naturally go to the Merit Divine Hall to ask for an explanation.”
The Great Sage of the Nine Spirits said, “What the Merit Divine Hall did this time is indeed unfair, only allowing them to change the rules, but not allowing the Merit War to end early. I’m afraid that when the gods of the Shatuo Seven Realms return and see such a situation, they won’t be able to let it go.”
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Ancestral Spirit Realm, Underworld Ice Cold Sea.
The few people present didn’t know what had happened, but understood that the last wall of the Book of Merits, I’m afraid, could not be destroyed. In that case, there was still a chance of turning the tide.
The East Stream Sword Sovereign, Blood Spirit Wind, and Chestnut Wood all revealed joyful colours and were about to continue grabbing the Book of Merits wall.
In the distant sea, an arrogant laughter came from the surface of the sea, and the power of the sound waves shook the icy cold Thousand-Year Underworld Winter Water, causing it to set off monstrous waves.
“Interesting, interesting, it seems that it is the gods of your Heavenly Court Realm who are unwilling to end the Merit War and want to keep them in this battlefield.”
The Spirit Quan Young Sovereign brought with him a dozen or so first-class Marquises, standing on top of a hundred-metre-long Xuanwu shell, riding the wind and waves as they wore smiles, yet they released a strong killing aura.
Facing a large number of top experts from the Rakshasa Clan, the few people present all felt the danger.
The gaze of the East Stream Swordfather glanced towards Zhang Ruochen and Li Mu as he said, “How about dealing with the Rakshasa Clan first, and then competing for the Wall of Merit Book?”
“I have no opinion.”Zhang Ruochen said.
Li Mu also nodded.
The four of them were powerful, but it was impossible for any one of them to fight against a dozen First Class Marquises on their own. Only by joining forces would they be able to put up a fight.
Young Monarch Spirit Quan took out a purple stone and pinched it in the palm of his right hand as he let out a cold smile, “There’s no need to fight, today, none of you will be able to walk away.”
On the surface of Ling Quan Shaojun’s skin, densely-packed divine patterns emerged, and both his defence and attack power grew by a large margin.
“Boom.”?Like a cannonball, Ling Quan Shaojun rushed out from the top of the Xuanwu shell, squeezing his fist of purple stone, and blasted at the canoe where Dongliu Swordfather and Blood Spirit Wind were.
A fist print that turned into a purple cloud.
Dongliu Sword Sovereign’s eyes were sharp and powerful sword intent erupted out, then, transforming into a sword light, he rushed out of the canoe and collided with Spirit Quan Young Sovereign’s fist.
“Boom.”?The sword light was shattered, and the East Stream Sword Sovereign flew backwards, landing back on top of the canoe, the arm that was pinching the sword was gently trembling, and at the tiger’s mouth, blood flowed out.
On the contrary, Ling Quan Shaojun’s fist did not even have a blood mark.
The sword that had erupted with all its might had actually failed to injure even a single finger of Ling Quan Young Monarch.
“Young Monarch Spirit Quan already possesses a Supreme Perfection Physique, and the surface of his skin has divine lines inscribed by a deity, causing his defence to increase greatly, making him an unbreakable body. The purple divine stone he’s cupping in his hand will in turn boost his attack power. With such perverted defence and attack power, even if a One-Step Saint King encounters him, I’m afraid he’ll have to avoid retreating.”
The East Stream Swordfather thought so, and then, together with Blood Spirit Wind, he mobilised the Saint Qi in his body and injected it into the small boat at his feet.
That small boat became more and more enormous, and in the end, it actually transformed into a giant ship that was a hundred zhang long, with dense inscriptions emerging, transforming into a layer of defensive light shields that protected both Dongliu Sword Sovereign and Blood Spirit Wind inside.
Young Lord Spirit Quan retreated to the top of the Xuanwu shell and let out a laugh, “Actually able to block this Young Lord’s punch that erupted with full force, your strength is still not bad, if you return to this Young Lord, in the future, you will definitely be able to be put to heavy use.”
“Submitting to the Rakshasa Clan, are you dreaming?”
The East Stream Sword Sovereign and the Blood Spirit Wind harnessed their giant ships and crashed into the Xuanwu Shell.
The Marquis of Withered Crow, Marquis of Blood and Rain, Marquis of Evil Hundred, Marquis of Qi and Truth, Marquis of Thousand Feathers, the five First Grade Marquises held up a shield made from the bones of Great Saints, stimulating the origin power in the shield to withstand the impact of the giant ship.
Zhang Ruochen stood in the distance, seeing the strike that the East Stream Sword Venerable and the Spirit All Young Monarch dueled with, and muttered to himself, “To injure the East Stream Sword Venerable with just a single move, the cultivation of the Spirit All Young Monarch should have already broken through to the realm of a half-step Saint King.”
When he fought with the Nine Heavens Xuan Maiden, Ling Quan Shaojun was still at the peak of the Supreme Saint cultivation.
And at this moment, Ling Quan Shaojun’s battle power, compared to that time, was far too powerful, and I’m afraid that if an ordinary one-step Saint King fought him, he would only end up losing.
Only one-step Saint Kings like Chu Siyuan and Yue Kong would be able to overwhelm him.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen sensed that he was being locked, and his gaze stared in the direction of the Xuanwu Shell, only to see that there were a total of four First Grade Marquises, attacking in the direction he was in.
Two of them, Zhang Ruochen still had some impression of them, they were the two most powerful First Class Marquises under Young Lord Spirit All.
Marquis Immortal Bird and Marquis Cheng Xuan.
The Xian婈 Marquis was a Rakshasa woman with a spiritual strength of fifty-five steps.
The strength of Marquis Cheng Xuan was also comparable to a one-step Saint King.
With two such strong people as the main attacker, and the assistance of the other two first-class marquises of notable strength, it could already be used to surround a one-step Saint King.
The Immortal Marquis stood in the distance and did not approach Zhang Ruochen, but sneered, “Zhang Ruochen, today is the day of your physical death.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Even the Rakshasa Princess wouldn’t dare to speak such big words. With just you guys, you also want to kill me?”
“You’re overestimating yourself, the reason why Her Highness didn’t kill you was because, at that time, you still had a use for you, otherwise, you would have already died I don’t know how many times.”Cheng Xuanhou said in a deep voice.
“Is that so?”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes gazed towards Cheng Xuanhou, and in the next instant, he had already appeared in front of Cheng Xuanhou’s body, and with a wave of his finger, a spatial rift chopped out.
Cheng Xuanhou’s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly moved out horizontally to the right, avoiding the spatial rift as much as possible.
“Prick-la.”
Even so, one of Cheng Xuanhou’s left arm was chopped off by the spatial rift, and a large amount of blood flowed out from his shoulder.
Without giving Cheng Xuanhou time to regather his arm, Zhang Ruochen swung out another sword, dragging out a pitch-black sword aura that cleaved at his neck.
A head, flew up from the top of his neck.
The entire process, which happened in a flash of lightning, not to mention Cheng Xuanhou, even if it was a true One-Step Saint King, it would probably be difficult to resist.
After severing his head, Cheng Xuanhou was only seriously injured and did not die. He quickly retreated and fled, joining up with the other three First Class Marquises, but at this moment, he no longer dared to take Zhang Ruochen lightly.
“The life force is actually so strong?”
Zhang Ruochen was a bit puzzled, so he struck out with a palm through the air
Strangely enough, in the head, there was no Qi Sea or Saint Source.
