The human man who blocked Shang Feng’s path was naturally Zhang Ruochen.
Shangfeng’s eyes were filled with puzzlement, and he couldn’t help but look at the True Illusion Sacred Flower growing in the palm of his hand, staring over once again, “The illusion that the True Illusion Sacred Flower condenses into is enough to conceal a seven-step Saint King level powerhouse, so how is it possible for you to be able to see me? How could you possibly spot me?”
Zhang Ruochen held the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword in one hand and the Yi Emperor’s Bone Staff in the other as he said indifferently, “No matter how powerful your illusions are, you’re still in space after all.”
“Space …… ”
Shuang Feng released his spiritual power and probed around to make sure that there were no other cultivators before he let out a laugh, “You really are Zhang Ruochen, funny joke, hide properly in the Hundred Flowers Palace, say no more, you can still live for a few more days, why did you come out to die?”
“Boom.”
Inside Shang Feng’s body, a majestic and intimidating Saint Might exploded out, his body was as if it had transformed into a Saint Mountain, his eyes were as if they had transformed into the sun and the moon, and a Saint Qi was like a river flowing through the space.
That was the might of a five-step Saint King.
The head and the sleeves of Zhang Ruochen’s body flew up, his body was like a flat boat in the pale sea, and at any moment, he would be torn to pieces by Shuang Feng’s Saint Force.
There were demonic flames burning in Shuang Feng’s pupils as he laughed, ”A mere half-step Saint King, how dare you come to intercept a five-step Saint King. Don’t you know that even if a five-step Saint King is injured even more severely, to kill a half-step Saint King is as easy as crushing an ant?”
“Unfortunately, I am not an ant.”
Zhang Ruochen unfolded his spatial domain, enveloping an area of a hundred feet in circumference, making it completely isolated from the outside world.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen’s abnormal behaviour, Shang Feng revealed a cautious expression, worrying that there would be an accident, so he grabbed the opportunity to strike first, striking a Demonic Flame Claw Seal through the air.
Even after being seriously injured, Shang Feng’s current strength was extraordinary, and this claw mark was enough to suppress a second-step Saint King.
On the other end, the Saint Qi in Zhang Ruochen’s body revolved, and the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword in his hand emerged with tens of thousands of inscriptions, dragging out a long, black sword blade.
“Sword out without regret.”
With this sword, Zhang Ruochen not only used the Great Perfection Level Sword VII, but also mobilised the ninety-three Truth Rules to incorporate into it, causing the power of the sword stance to increase by two times.
“Boom boom.”
A series of explosive sounds rang out.
Strong forces, vibrating in the spatial realm, tore the street underneath the duo’s feet into pieces, leaving dozens of eye-popping sword marks.
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword shattered the claw prints struck by Shuang Feng, turning into a mass of demonic flames that crashed to the ground and burnt into densely packed molten pits.
However, Zhang Ruochen was also shaken by the power of the claw prints and retreated tens of feet backwards, half crouching on the ground and lowering his centre of gravity before stabilising himself.
On Shang Feng’s face, a trace of incredulity appeared, even if that claw just now, was just a casual attack, it was, however, impossible for a half-step Saint King to block it.
“No wonder it was able to become number one on the Saint Merit List, it really is quite extraordinary.” Shang Feng became serious.
Zhang Ruochen slowly stood up and looked at the bloodstain on the tiger’s mouth of his right hand, where intense pain emanated from.
He muttered to himself, “The cultivation gap is still too great, with my current physical body strength, I even suffered some injuries from a hard blow with you.”
“Knowing that the cultivation gap is too big shows that you still have some self-knowledge.” ?
The Saint Force that exploded out of Shangfeng’s body was enhanced by several times, and black demonic flames burned throughout his body, causing the temperature of this area in the spatial domain to climb sharply, tens of times hotter than boiling water.
Naturally, Zhang Ruochen would not be arrogant enough to think that with his current cultivation level, he would be able to fight against a five-step Saint King.
Just now, Shang Feng had despised Zhang Ruochen and tried to suppress him with a random strike, which was why Zhang Ruochen wanted to test his current power and clashed hard with Shang Feng for a round.
“Boom.”
Zhang Ruochen lifted the Yi Emperor Bone Staff and stuck it on the ground, pressing his palm on top of the skull at the top of the staff and mobilising a spiritual force into it.
“Lava Underworld Flame Palm.”
The temperature of the demonic flames on Shang Feng’s body climbed once again, melting the earth beneath his feet, melting it into golden droplets, and his hands formed palm seals, striking out with a brilliant aura.
Zhang Ruochen’s skin, roasted by the demonic flames, hurt a little as his mouth chanted out, “Emperor Yi, awaken!”
“Wow…”
the Emperor Yi
Bone Scepter radiated a sinister cold aura, and stood up, transforming into a black skeleton with a huge body. In the centre of the black skeleton’s brow, there was a golden relic embedded, emitting a divine aura.
Evil and divine power, intertwined together.
The black skeleton slapped out with a palm, knocking Shang Feng’s palm power and sending it surging backwards.
“Boom.”
Shuang Feng was actually unable to block the black skeleton’s palm force, and was knocked backward explosively dozens of steps. He was already heavily injured and suffered such a heavy blow, and all of a sudden, unable to suppress his injuries, he coughed out holy blood from his mouth.
“This is …… this is the Yi Emperor’s Bone Staff …… of the King of the Birds,”
Shang Feng’s face, became quite ugly, and then shook his head, saying, “No, the Yi Emperor’s Bone Staff isn’t that powerful.”
“It’s true that the Emperor Yi Bone Staff isn’t this powerful, however, I have inlaid a Buddha Emperor Relic on top of it, so naturally, it’s as powerful as it is now.”
Zhang Ruochen carried the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and followed behind the black skeleton, once again invoking the inscriptions in the sword body.
The Emperor Yi Bone Scepter was refined from the head and spine of a Great Saint, and, with a strand of the Great Saint’s Holy Soul preserved within the head, it was originally only capable of wielding the power of a three-step Saint King.
However, after inlaying the Buddha Emperor’s relics on it, it was feared that the power of the Yi Emperor’s Bone Staff was already able to compete with a peak four-step Saint King, and its battle power far surpassed that of Zhang Ruochen.
The black skeleton attacked towards Shangfeng, striking out a black palm print. In the palm print, a golden Buddha pattern was interwoven, containing the power of both good and evil.
Shuang Feng was once again knocked back, and his heart was quite stifled.
If he hadn’t been seriously injured by the Demon Jedi King and the others, with his cultivation, wouldn’t it have been difficult to suppress the black skeleton and Zhang Ruochen?
Moreover, in order to block that final blow from the Peony King and the Heavenly Flame King, Shangfeng had used up all of his protective treasures. Now, with every blow he resisted from the black skeleton, the injuries on his body would worsen by one point.
“As long as Zhang Ruochen, the master, is slaughtered, the Yi Emperor Bone Scepter will be a dead thing.”
Shuang Feng no longer bothered to fight the black skeleton, performing the Demon Trail Steps, he rushed between the skeleton’s legs and blasted a palm at Zhang Ruochen. The power of this palm was more than three times stronger than the palm that was struck at the very beginning.
Even if Zhang Ruochen was as powerful as he was, if he was struck by this palm, even if he didn’t die, he would be seriously injured.
However, what made Shangfeng depressed was that Zhang Ruochen didn’t even fight him hard, instead, he used a spatial shifting means and appeared above his back, swinging down with a sword.
“Seeking death.”
Shuang Feng struck out with a backhand palm and fought hard with the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
“Boom.” ? The sound of gold and stone colliding rang out as Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and landed on top of the black skeleton’s head, his entire arm numb with pain.
There was no way, Shangfeng’s cultivation was too profound, and he was able to block the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword with his empty hand. Such strength was really beyond Zhang Ruochen’s reach.
Shuang Feng, however, was even more annoyed that with his cultivation of a five-step Saint King, he couldn’t help a half-step Saint King, causing him to be incomparably mad in his heart, wanting to crush Zhang Ruochen to death even more.
“No matter what, even if we invoke our injuries, we have to suppress Zhang Ruochen.”
Earlier, Shangfeng was worried that using too much power would aggravate his injuries and leave behind dark wounds that would never heal, so he had kept his cultivation suppressed below that of a five-step Saint King.
Now, he couldn’t care less because, without using power at the level of a Five Step Saint King, he simply couldn’t kill Zhang Ruochen.
Only if he killed Zhang Ruochen and made this huge achievement, and returned to the Black Demon Realm, would he be able to have a very high status. Otherwise, he, an undercover agent who had been lurking in the Thousand Rui Realm for years, had no friends or roots in the Black Demon Realm, and he was afraid that his days would be quite difficult when he returned.
Zhang Ruochen sensed the increasingly powerful aura from Shangfeng and immediately commanded the black skeleton to attack over.
At the same time, he opened the one hundred and forty-four orifices of his entire body, and a large amount of Saint Qi surged out from his body, stirring up the fifth strength of the Hundred Saint Blood Armour.
“Wow…” one hundred
Saint Shadows flew out and stood in various directions in this area, as if the stars were holding the moon, guarding Zhang Ruochen in the centre. Each Saint Shadow possessed the power of a Saint at the Thorough Earth Realm level.
The Hundred Saints Blood Armour, which had a total of eight levels of power, corresponded to the eight realms of Saints: the Lower Realm, the Middle Realm, the Upper Realm, the Xuan Huang Realm, the Earth-Clearing Realm, the Heaven-Transcending Realm, the True Realm, and the Supreme Realm.
With Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation level, he could only stir up the sixth power at most. However, stirring up the sixth power was like having a hundred Tong Tian Realm Saints added to his body, which was enough to suppress his own body so much that he could hardly move.
On the contrary, when he stirred up the fifth weight of power and a hundred Earth-Through Realm Saints were added to his body, Zhang Ruochen was still able to explode at a faster pace.
“Boom.”
Shuang Feng induced the power of a five-step Saint King level and stomped out, a thick layer of energy waves spreading over from the ground, shaking both the black skeleton and Zhang Ruochen to the point that they were both a little unsteady on their feet.
“Boom.”
Shuang Feng struck the black skeleton’s chest with a fist, sending it flying.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen condensed the power of the Hundred Saints and, like a war god in blood armour, he carried the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword in both hands and chopped at Shang Feng.
“The power of this sword is not bad, however, it’s still a little bit short compared to even a three-step Saint King, when you meet this Emperor Son, you are no different from an ant.”
Shuang Feng pressed his palm on top of the sword’s blade and actually directly grabbed the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, dissolving all the power of Zhang Ruochen’s sword. Then, with a wave of his arm, he threw both the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and Zhang Ruochen out at the same time, smashing them fiercely into the ground.
However, Zhang Ruochen’s figure disappeared before he could crash to the ground.
“It’s spatial shifting again.”
Shang Feng detected a subtle spatial fluctuation coming from below behind him.
Immediately, his eyes flashed as he stomped over, right on the blade of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, a strong force that suppressed downwards like a demonic mountain.
“Die for me.”
With lightning-like speed, Shuang Feng formed a palm seal and slapped Zhang Ruochen’s head.
“Wow…”
once again, Zhang
Ruochen disappeared from his original spot, dodging Shang Feng’s killing move.
In the next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared more than thirty feet away from Shang Feng, half-kneeling on the ground and panting heavily. The several encounters just now could be described as dangerous, even if his degree was half a split second slower, he would have been killed by Shuang Feng.
Even though he had gone through precise projections, and had seen each move and immediately used spatial shifting to escape, he was still shaken by Shuang Feng’s palm power and suffered some internal injuries.
The black skeleton climbed up and returned to Zhang Ruochen’s side, a pair of evil, ghostly fire eyes glaring at the opposite Shuang Feng.
At this moment, Shang Feng felt incomparably weak, as if he had suddenly aged two hundred years, such a feeling of weakness was simply more difficult for him than the injuries in his body.
“How could this happen?”
In Shang Feng’s eyes, a look of horror appeared, his body was gently trembling, and he was even a little unsteady on his feet.
Unlike the weakened Shang Feng, Zhang Ruochen was full of battle spirit as he raised the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword in his hand, staring at the time mark on the sword’s body as he faintly said, “It’s the power of time.” ? Earlier, Zhang Ruochen’s swords were not meant to kill Shangfeng at all, but rather, they struck time mark after time mark onto Shangfeng’s body, chopping his lifespan and making him weak.
Only now that the big picture was settled did Zhang Ruochen tell this secret.
“Emperor Yi, go ahead and kill him.”
Zhang Ruochen’s voice, rather indifferent, said.
