Decapitating two First Class Marquises in a row, Zhang Ruochen had indeed caused a considerable amount of intimidation to the Rakshasa army present.
At the sight of Zhang Ruochen’s figure, they all couldn’t help but retreat.
“What are you afraid of, he’s just one person, even if he’s stronger, he can still withstand our siege?” The Blood Underworld Python exploded with Saint King level Saint Might and chided.
With the five first class Marquises as their leader, those Rakshasa Marquises standing in the evil clouds finally overcame the fear in their hearts and formed a Nine-Nine Great Formation.
As the formation operated, the power fluctuations that surged out from the Evil Cloud became even stronger.
“Sovereign, we’ve come to help you.”
Unwilling to let Zhang Ruochen fight the Rakshasa army alone, Ah Le, Han Qiu, and Princess Bai Li suppressed the injuries in their bodies and rushed forward to stand side by side with Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen could see that all three of them were heavily injured, and even after taking the Healing Holy Pill, it would take some time for their injuries to recover.
“Go and nurse your wounds first, it’s not too late to fight side by side with me when your wounds have recovered 40-50%, just leave this place to me.”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor’s Sherri Seed and threw it to Princess Bai Li, saying, “The power of the Sherri Seed can purify the evil aura in your body. If you encounter danger, the three of you will stir up the power of the Sherri Seed to protect everyone.”
The old division of the Sacred Brightness Central Empire, all the saints were quite moved, His Highness the Crown Prince was able to think about them, disregarding life and death, if not for the fact that they all had injuries, they would have definitely wanted to fight side-by-side with His Highness, killing the sky and the earth, despite their deaths, they would have no regrets.
For now, first go all out to recuperate from their injuries.
Zhang Ruochen rushed out with large strides forward, each step able to span a distance of thirty feet, and when he took the third step, his legs slightly flexed as he rushed into the air.
“Since you want to mind your own business, today, I will kill you together.”
The Blood Underworld Python raised its massive head, grimly furious, and gave an order, “Kill him.”
Immediately afterwards, the large number of Rakshasa Marquises standing in the evil clouds simultaneously let out angry whistles, operating the power of the Ninety-Nine Returning Great Formation and attacking Zhang Ruochen.
The number of great formations was as many as twelve.
The holy arts that flew out from the formations were incredibly powerful, some of them were like a tens of feet wide river of thunder and lightning rushing out, and each one of them was like a heavenly sword, hitting the holy mountain behind Zhang Ruochen and shattering it continuously. It could be imagined that if it landed on Zhang Ruochen’s body, even if his physical body and defence were as strong as they were, he was afraid that he would very much suffer heavy damage.
One of the Saint Arts condensed a one-eyed Evil Demon with a body that was comparable to the Saint Mountain as it attacked out with a single punch, and the Heaven and Earth’s Saint Qi trembled ceaselessly.
………………The twelve
Nine Nine Nine Great Formations all had Second Grade Marquises sitting on them, and five of them even had First Grade Marquises sitting on them, so the power of the Nine Nine Nine Great Formations bursting out was even more powerful than Zhang Ruochen had encountered before.
Any one of the great formations that encountered a step Saint King would be able to attack and kill them fearlessly.
Hundreds of miles in a radius were filled with chaotic Saint Dao Qi, and all of the old troops of the Sacred Brightness Central Empire were unable to heal their wounds with peace of mind, very worried about Zhang Ruochen’s safety.
Zhang Ruochen clashed with that One-eyed Evil Demon and then, with a flash, landed on top of its head.
“Collapse for me.”
The Saint Qi in Zhang Ruochen’s body worked frantically as he roared out, pointing his finger at one of the Nine Nine Great Formations.
Above that Nine-Nine-Group Formation, the space shook violently, emitting a “crackling” sound, and then began to collapse from the inside out, forming a hole with a diameter of tens of feet.
Inside the hole, a dark, dim light, is able to exterminate all living beings of the void space.
Of the ninety-nine Rakshasa Marquises that made up this Nine Nines to One Formation, seventy to eighty of them were swallowed up by the Void Space. When they were outside the Void Space, their powerful bodies were like sand sculptures, turning into billions of particles.
Only a few escaped from death, but they were all scared to death.
That Zhang Ruochen was just too terrifying, a casual finger could cause space to collapse, how could this be a battle, there was simply no one who was his opponent.
“Rumble.”
The space around them was constantly shattered.
Zhang Ruochen, wearing a blood armour, was like an evil demon, breaking through one 9-9-9 Grand Formation after another, and an unknown number of Rakshasa Marquises were swallowed by the void space, their corpses and bones were left intact.
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen’s speed was as fast as lightning, and he was able to use spatial shifting, so even if they were able to invoke the power of the formations, it would be difficult to attack him.
The five First Grade Marquises were also a little alarmed at the moment.
This fellow, Zhang Ruochen, was simply more like a ferocious god from hell than they were, and within his small body, it was as if he contained an inexhaustible amount of holy power like a volcano or a blazing sun.
In the distance, at the top of a holy mountain, there was a grand and magnificent Demon Temple.
It hadn’t existed before, as if it had flown in from beyond the heavens.
The Devil Temple was forged from the skull of a great saint, standing over seven hundred feet tall, covered with a layer of devil iron containing mysterious power, and dotted with all sorts of holy jades and exotic stones.
There was still part of the Great Saint’s residual power that was sealed in the interior of the Demon Hall.
An ordinary Saint who came within a hundred feet of the Demon Hall would be shocked by that Great Saint’s aura and fall to their knees.
Princess Rakshasa’s injuries, already healed, became radiant again.
Holding a holy staff, she stood straight in the centre of the Devil Palace, looking around, observing the battlefield under her feet, and finally, a pair of phoenix eyes stared towards the area where the Blood Underworld Python and Zhang Ruochen were.
Behind Princess Rakshasa, a rather old voice resounded, ”Princess, that Divine Envoy of the Broad Cold Realm, his attainments above space should not be below you. If we continue to let him kill, I’m afraid that it will cause considerable losses to our clan.”
The person who spoke was an old crone with a white head.
The crone’s brow was intertwined with an evil pattern that connected into the form of a vertical eye. In her hand, she also held a holy staff.
It was said to be a holy staff, but it was more like a lance because, at the tip of the holy staff, it was quite sharp.
The Rakshasa Princess hesitated slightly before she was the one who asked, “Senior sister, what are you planning to do?”
That old crone, who was a disciple of one of Princess Rakshasa’s masters, named Ji Hua, had a much stronger spiritual power than even Princess Rakshasa, reaching the fifty-sixth rank. Ji Hua’s attainments in formations were even more profound, and she could be called a “Saint Master”.
The Thousand Star Formation was set up by her.
“Fix the space and wipe it out.”
In Ji Hua’s eyes, a murderous intent was revealed, followed by a sinister smile, “In terms of talent, in terms of looks, there are only a handful of handsome men in the entire world who are worthy of the Princess, and he is one of them. Therefore, I’m afraid that the princess can’t afford to kill him.”
“He is the Heavenly Court Realm’s supreme heavenly pride, but I am a princess of the Hell Realm, so it can be said that they are incompatible, so what can there be to give up?”
After saying this, Princess Rakshasa’s words took another turn and said, “However, Master Ancestor once made a prophecy that whoever could take off the Ten Thousand Sacred Vegetable Clothes on my body would be the person of my destiny.”
“That Divine Envoy of the Broad Cold Realm, is that person?”
Ji Hua’s pupils widened, revealing an incredulous expression.
“Hmm.”
Princess Rakshasa’s heart was complicated.
When Zhang Ruochen took off the Ten Thousand Sacred Vegetable Clothes, Princess Rakshasa was a bit at a loss for words and was very puzzled as to why that person was from the Heavenly Court Realm.
Was this a joke that the heavens played on her, or was the Master Ancestor’s prediction wrong?
Ji Hua pondered for a moment, then let out a deep laugh, ”Master Ancestor also said that you should be merciless in your life, so that you can achieve more in the future. Perhaps her old man, is hinting to you that when you meet that person of your destiny, you should kill him immediately, so as not to be trapped by love and end up hurting yourself.”
How could Princess Rakshasa not understand this, however, she was also a woman who had already been cultivating alone for more than a hundred years, naturally, she was curious about the person of her destiny, and very much wanted to get to know him, and very much wanted to know what it would be like to stay together with him.
The smarter a person was, the more curious they were.
And that curiosity was often capable of killing smart people.
“Could it be that Your Highness has already fallen in?”
Ji Hua saw that Princess Rakshasa did not open her mouth for a long time, so he asked with some concern.
Princess Rakshasa gathered her thoughts and said, “How could that be?”
“In that case, let’s kill him today, lest he disturb your mind in the future.”
In Ji Hua’s Sacred Heart, an intimidating spiritual power surged out and was injected into the Sacred Staff in his hand.
The Sacred Staff, produced an ear-piercing chirping sound, and then, transformed into a stream of light that rushed out from the Demon Hall, cutting through the sky and finally landing on the battlefield where Zhang Ruochen and the Blood Stygian Python were.
“Rumble.”
The nine-foot-long Saint Staff was inserted into the ground, and in a split second, it became 900 feet tall, as if it had transformed into a pillar of the sky, causing the space within a thousand-mile radius to solidify more than a hundred times.
The air seemed to have turned into a solid state, and ordinary martial artists who came here were afraid that they wouldn’t be able to move at all.
With Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation and spatial attainments, it was already difficult to tear through space and use spatial shifting.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, staring towards the Demon Temple in the distance, saw the figures of Princess Rakshasa and Ji Hua.
The Blood Underworld Python let out a loud laugh, “Saint Master Ji Hua used the Qian Ruin Sacred Staff to fix space, Zhang Ruochen’s spatial means has been nullified.”
“Kill, Zhang Ruochen who is unable to utilise his spatial power is a trapped beast and is not enough.”
The Marquis of Rakshasa, who had originally been scared out of his wits, immediately gained confidence and let out a long whistle, as if Zhang Ruochen could only be captured with his hands after space was fixed.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were cold, and instead of retreating, he charged forward, a dragon shadow emerging from one arm, an elephant shadow from the other, a luan shadow from one foot, and a phoenix shadow from the other.
“Boom boom.”
Every time a palm fell, a Rakshasa Marquis was bound to be torn apart, and there were very few people who could catch a blow from Zhang Ruochen and not die.
Zhang Ruochen directly pushed across and killed a large number of them, leaving only bloody remains of corpses and bones on the ground.
At the very beginning, there were more than a thousand Rakshasa Marquises besieging the Saint Bright Central Empire’s Saints, and only two quarters of an hour had passed, and the Rakshasa Marquises that were still alive were actually less than three hundred already.
The Blood Underworld Python’s heart was quite angry, knowing that Her Highness was standing in the Demon Palace watching over this area, and it had brought more than a thousand Rakshasa Marquises, but it couldn’t even take down a human of the Supreme Saint realm, and instead, it had also caused its own side to lose a great deal of money. In the future, what future did it have in the Rakshasa clan to speak of?
“Die for me.”
The Blood Stygian Python rushed out from amongst the one Rakshasa Marquis who had retreated and fled, attacking Zhang Ruochen.
