As the golden holy qi wave dissipated, the hundreds of acres of osmanthus trees all collapsed and turned into powder as if they were made of sand.
Without the shade of the osmanthus trees, Zhang Ruochen finally saw that far below the cliff wall, there was a man in a golden Saint Robe sitting on a plate, looking to be about thirty years old, white-faced and beardless, with pupils like golden stars, and he was comprehending one of the illustrations on the cliff wall.
The Cloud Realm powerhouses that were still alive all bowed and saluted the man, saying, “The cultivators of the Guanghan Realm have bullied people too much, killing sixteen Saint Realm heroes of the Cloud Realm in a row, so please ask the Fae King to take action to kill them and avenge the dead cultivators.”
The man named “King Fae” slowly stood up as he “awakened” from his enlightenment.
The aura radiating from his body was majestic and noble, suppressing those arrogant Cloud Realm powerhouses present, all of whom couldn’t raise their heads.
“So many people attacked together, but they couldn’t even take down six cultivators from the Guanghan Realm. The face of the Cloud Realm has been disgraced by all of you. Hmph!”
The Fey King was also at the half-step Saint King realm now, but his soft hum was deafening, causing each of those Cloud Realm powerhouses to become dizzy and pale.
Su Qingling, Ling Mi, and Wen Shusheng were no exception as a muffled sound came out of their mouths and their bodies shook.
Even Zhang Ruochen felt a stinging pain in his eardrums, as if he had been stabbed by a needle point.
Fortunately, he had absorbed the Golden Spirit Origin, Water Spirit Origin, and a large amount of divine blood, and his physical realm had increased greatly, so he was able to resist with ease.
“With the same half-step Saint King level of strength, that man named Foreign King’s use of power is superior to all the cultivators present.” Zhang Ruochen’s heart was secretly in awe.
Just by casually spitting out a sound wave, the Fae King had revealed his superior means.
Such a character’s perception of the Sacred Dao had reached an extremely high level. A move that was mediocre in the eyes of ordinary people, he was able to fuse it with the Saint Dao, thus changing it in a thousand ways and exploding it with Saint Art level power.
“The cultivation level of the Fey King is not below that of the Twelfth Imperial Uncle, it should be at the realm of a four-step Saint King. Moreover, being able to come to the Truth Heavenly Domain to cultivate, the Fae King is by no means an ordinary Saint King, even if it is a five-step Saint King, it is estimated that he is not a match for him.” In Zhang Ruochen’s heart, he secretly made this judgement.
If he hadn’t turned on the “Equality of All Beings” and relied on his own strength alone, Zhang Ruochen would definitely die if he went up against the Alien King.
Of course, if he had used the bottom card of the Emperor Yi’s Bone Scepter, the ending would have been different.
The aura of the Fae King’s body was overpowering, much like a superior who was looking down on the ants at his feet.
When his gaze, saw the purple divine mountain standing beside Zhang Ruochen, flames instantly burned in the golden pupils of his eyes, ”It is actually capable of increasing combat power, it is truly a rare and unattainable supreme treasure. Zhang Ruochen, offer it to this king and this king can leave you a way out.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “I killed so many Saint realm powerhouses in the Cloud Realm, there is still a way to live?”
“Of course there is a way to live, as long as you hand over a strand of your innate Saint Soul to this King for control, and promise to be his slave, this King can guarantee that you won’t die.”
The Foreign King’s tone of voice was full of momentum.
Ling Fei Yu carried the Heavenly Burial Sword and walked over to Zhang Ruochen’s side, saying, “Leave him to me to deal with!”
The Fae King’s gaze, fell into Ling Fei Yu’s body and said, “So it’s a second-step Saint King, no wonder he was able to kill several Saint realm powerhouses in the Cloud Realm. However, it would be best if you don’t challenge this king, or you will die an ugly death.”
“Is that so?”
As he uttered those two words, sound wave power was also spat out from Ling Fei Yu’s red lips.
“Boom boom.”
All of those Saint realm powerhouses in the Cloud Realm had their eardrums shattered and blood flowed out.
Even the Fey King felt the sound wave like a sharp sword stabbing above his eardrums, incomparably painful, and immediately mobilised his Saint Force to protect his eardrums before blocking the sound wave.
“What a cohesive sound wave power, her control of power is surprisingly above this king.” The Fey King felt appalled.
Being able to cultivate all of the Nine of Swords to great perfection, Ling Fei Yu’s control of power was naturally exquisite.
Of course, Ling Fei Yu wasn’t completely dominant because, like Zhang Ruochen, she hadn’t comprehended the Way of Truth. On the other hand, the Fey King was different, as it wasn’t the first time he had come to the Truth Divine Hall to cultivate, and the Rules of Truth that he had cultivated were far more profound than the White Anaconda.
Therefore, in a real fight, Ling Fei Yu might not be the Opposite King’s opponent.
Although Zhang Ruochen hadn’t comprehended the Way of Truth, he had mastered the “Way of Space” and “Way of Time” of the Eternal Ancient Way.
It could be said that Zhang Ruochen, Ling Feiyu, and King of Fae, each had their own strengths and weaknesses, and it was hard to say who would win and who would lose in a life-and-death duel in an environment where “all beings were equal”.
The best way was for Zhang Ruochen and Ling Fei Yu to join forces, with at least an 80% chance of winning.
“Let me try his strength first, and if I can’t take him, you can then step in to help me.” Zhang Ruochen knew that when he came to the Truth Heavenly Domain, he was bound to encounter strong enemies from all walks of life, some of which were said to be not necessarily more powerful than the Fey King.
Therefore, he would first fight with the Fey King to accumulate experience, so that he would be able to cope more comfortably when he encountered a strong person of the same level in the future.
“Wow…” in the
absence of any preparation from the Fae King, Zhang Ruochen executed a Time Sword Technique, and in a split second, the tip of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword was stabbed at the centre of the Fae King’s brow.
“Boom.”
The Fae King’s body, slid backwards, his entire body flickered with golden light ceaselessly, quickly dissolving all of Zhang Ruochen’s sword strokes into nothingness.
The Fey King did not fight back, only using his eyebrows to resist the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
Gradually, he even steadied his footsteps and did not continue to retreat.
At the corner of the Fey King’s mouth, a smile appeared, ”Incorporating time into the sword technique is indeed so fast that it is difficult for this King to dodge. However, the power is far too poor to break this King’s Immortal Vajra Body.”
Zhang Ruochen hastily retracted his sword and hurriedly retreated backwards, his face becoming unprecedentedly grave.
How sharp was the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, it actually couldn’t even cut through the Fey King’s skin.
“The way to live has been given to you but you don’t want it, then this King can only devour your flesh and absorb your essence blood to make the Immortal Vajra Body even further.”
The Fey King walked towards Zhang Ruochen in large strides, seemingly walking, but in reality, a fierce hurricane kicked up, his degree as fast as running thunder.
“Yin Yang Thousand Thunder Hands.”
The Fey King merely made a move with his palm, and a total of eighteen palm dao rules were incorporated into his palm, followed by a move of a middle-ranked Saint Art.
The degree of executing a middle-ranked Saint Art was such that even the Undead Void, who ranked seventh on the Saint’s Merit Ranking List, was unable to compare to the Fey King.
The faster the degree of execution, the faster the changes would be, and often, his opponents would already die under his palm before they had time to build up their strength.
Even Zhang Ruochen was somewhat caught off guard by the Fae King’s strike, and had to use spatial shifting to avoid the Fae King’s strike.
The Fae King’s experience was so old that when his palm missed, he immediately struck a second palm, as if he was able to capture Zhang Ruochen’s shifted orientation in advance.
“Amazing, such eyesight and experience is simply not something a Saint realm cultivator can possess.”
This time, Zhang Ruochen was unable to avoid it and could only swing out his Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword to clash with him.
“Rumble.”
Hundreds of thunderbolts flew out of the Fae King’s palm and blasted on top of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, causing Zhang Ruochen to fly backwards.
The middle-ranked Saint Art was infinitely powerful and could only be blocked by means of the same middle-ranked Saint Art.
The so-called “Yin Yang Thousand Thunder Hands” struck out a thousand thunderbolts with a single palm, as if it was a Thunder God who had come out of the world, flipping his hand to become Yang thunderbolts, and flipping his hand to become Yin thunderbolts.
The use of the Yin Yang Thousand Thunder Hands by a four-step Saint King like the Fae King had already reached a level of perfection. Moreover, it could be used in a constant stream, and there was no need to worry about Saint Force depletion at all.
“Zhang Ruochen, even though this King’s cultivation has been suppressed to a half-step Saint King, he is just a hair’s breadth away from a one-step Saint King. And you’ve only just broken through to a half-step Saint King, how dare you want to fight with this King …… eek ……” Suddenly
, the eyes of the Fey King were stunned.
Only to see that Zhang Ruochen stood intact amidst the thunder and lightning, not only did he not fall, but instead, the battle qi in his body was actually tumbling, and the sound of a dragon’s roar and an elephant’s whistling emanated from within his body.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Purple Divine Mountain, jumped up, and pressed straight down towards the Fae King.
The Fae King once again struck out the Yin Yang Thousand Thunder Hands, and a streak of thunderbolts, like a river, flew out and crashed on top of the Purple Divine Mountain.
Two powerful forces were clashing hard.
Even the middle-ranked Sacred Art failed to stop Zhang Ruochen and the Purple Divine Mountain from attacking.
“What a powerful force.”
The Fey King only felt that his internal organs were violently shaken as he retreated backwards step by step, and with every step he took backwards, the ground cracked wide open as if the entire Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo had been crushed by him.
As a four-step Saint King, he was actually forced back by a junior at the half-step Saint King realm, the Fey King felt his face being damaged, and his mouth roared out, “Do you really think that this King can’t clean you up?”
“Wow-”
In the dojo
, the rules of heaven and earth trembled slightly.
Immediately after that, a rule of truth was mobilised by the Fey King and merged into his palm, combining with the Yin Yang Thousand Thunder Hands.
The power of the Yin Yang Thousand Thunder Hands exploded, climbing several times in a row.
The Fae King pressed out with his palm, and all of those thunderbolts seemed to transform into the form of a python, bombarding the top of the Purple Divine Mountain and counter-suppressing Zhang Ruochen underneath the Divine Mountain.
The Different King had already come to the Truth Divine Hall to cultivate seven times, and the truth rules he had realised were even more profound than the White Boa, and the power that exploded out of it was even more powerful.
It could be said that Zhang Ruochen, who had not comprehended the Rules of Truth, had suffered a great loss.
“Die for me.”
The Fey King soared to a height of tens of feet, and then, transforming into a golden light, he hurriedly fell downwards as the Palm Dao Rule and the Truth Rule intertwined on top of his palms, striking at the Purple Divine Mountain.
Zhang Ruochen was pressed underneath the Purple Divine Mountain, and before he could get out of the way, the Fae King’s powerful palms had already slapped down.
“Rumble.”
The purple divine mountain, sank downwards by seven feet.
The Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo was full of shattered cracks and extended outside the Dojo. The long stone staircase that led to the dojo broke into more than a dozen pieces, much like it had suffered an extinction calamity.
“Is it over?”
The Fey King stared at the purple divine mountain, revealing a look of suspicion, when suddenly, his heart was alerted, “Not good.”
Like a conditioned reflex, the Fey King backhanded a palm and struck out to the rear, the palm surging out with Saint Dao palm power, layered like waves on the sea.
However, a two-metre long spatial crack was like a black canoe, cutting through the waves of palm power and chopping towards the Foreign King’s chest.
“That is …… spatial power.”
The Fey King felt a huge crisis as his pupils shrunk into two pinpoint-sized golden dots. At the same time, his body shrank ten thousand times, becoming only the size of a grain of rice, and he catapulted out like lightning, trying to dodge the attack of the spatial rift.
After catapulting thirty feet away, the Fae King’s body once again expanded and turned into its original form.
At the location of his left shoulder, a bloody gash appeared.
Even if he dodged quickly, he had only avoided the death-killing attack, and there was still a piece of flesh and blood on his body that had been chopped off by the spatial rift. At this moment, a large amount of holy blood gushed out from inside that blood gash, colouring half of the Fey King’s body red.
“This king’s Immortal Vajra Body, in front of the spatial power …… is actually unbearable.”
The Fey King finally realised that the junior on the opposite side, who was at the half-step Saint King realm, was not easy to deal with.
A little bit of carelessness, today, it might turn over in the gutter.
