“The severely injured Bone Clan Great Saint immediately withdrew from the battlefield.”
“Great Saints still capable of fighting, quickly disperse or gather around me and Great Saint Yanhong. Do not confront the formation’s attacking forces alone.”
Yan Huangtu, in the first instance, sent out two mental transmissions.
He was also injured.
This attacking formation, led by Yu Huang and the array masters of the Undead Blood Clan, had been meticulously set up over a great deal of time and effort, with a Supreme Sacred Artifact as its core, making its power naturally terrifying.
“I withdraw from the Hunting Heaven Battlefield.”
“I… I want to withdraw from the battlefield.”
…
Voices rang out, and one by one, they were teleported away by the Divine Eye of the Myriad Realms.
At this critical moment, they felt no shame. Preserving their lives was the top priority.
Within the attacking formation, including Yan Huangtu, Pink Skeleton, and Sang Qi, there were still forty-seven Bone Clan Great Saints, all top-tier Hundred-Shackle Realm experts.
The formation continued to operate, unleashing dragon-shaped lightning bolts. However, it was difficult to pose a life-threatening danger to the Bone Clan Great Saints within.
Their cultivation was formidable, their speed extraordinary, allowing them to evade the dragon-shaped lightning or even confront a single bolt directly.
Three breaths of time passed, and only two Bone Clan Hundred-Shackle Realm Great Saints were forced to withdraw from the battlefield.
Forty-five remained.
Yan Huangtu’s expression was icy, his gaze fixed on Yu Huang as he roared, “Where is Zhang Ruochen? Why hasn’t he shown himself?”
Despite the power of Yu Huang’s formation, on the Bone Clan’s home star, Yan Huangtu’s greatest fear was still Zhang Ruochen.
While controlling the formation, Yu Huang said, “Zhang Ruochen is within the formation. Can’t you detect him?”
The Bone Clan Great Saints were alarmed, looking around.
Yan Huangtu snorted, “Zhang Ruochen isn’t on the Bone Clan star at all.”
Earlier, after the formation’s first wave of attack, all the cultivators had been thrown into disarray, all injured. If Zhang Ruochen had been on the Bone Clan star, that would have been the perfect moment for him to strike.
With the Purple Gold Gourd, he could have taken them all down in one fell swoop.
But Zhang Ruochen did not act.
There could only be one explanation: Zhang Ruochen was not on the Bone Clan star.
Yu Huang knew Yan Huangtu was likely trying to trick her, so she remained silent, focusing entirely on manipulating the formation’s power, condensing hundreds of dragon-shaped lightning bolts to attack Yan Huangtu.
The heavens darkened.
Violent forces surged everywhere, capable of easily tearing apart a Great Saint’s immortal body.
Yu Huang was not adept at deception.
Seeing her reaction, Yan Huangtu immediately confirmed his suspicions and, with no further hesitation, channelled Yanluo Qi, continuously pouring it into the Supreme Sacred Artifact, “Tongtian Ruyi.”
Beside him, thirteen Bone Clan Hundred-Shackle Realm Great Saints also channelled their power into it.
The supreme power erupted, causing the attacking formation to tremble violently. The massive Bone Clan star shook, and dense spatial rifts appeared in the air.
“Use the Supreme Sacred Artifact to kill that wretch Xia Yu, tear her to pieces.”
“Strike with full force to avenge the fallen Bone Clan Great Saints.”
“Kill! Slaughter every Undead Blood Clan cultivator.”
…
All the Bone Clan Great Saints were filled with deathly aura, their killing intent overwhelming.
They had arrived with confidence, intending to crush the Undead Blood Clan into the dust, but upon landing, they suffered an unprecedented blow.
How disappointed must the Bone Clan gods be, seeing this scene?
The entire Hell Realm was likely mocking the Bone Clan.
Fight!
Reclaim the lost honour.
Pink Skeleton, along with seventeen other Bone Clan Hundred-Shackle Realm Great Saints, activated a Supreme Sacred Artifact and attacked Yu Huang from another direction.
They knew that the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus at Yu Huang’s feet was the core of the attacking formation.
If they could kill Yu Huang and destroy the core, the attacking formation would naturally collapse.
…
Inside the stone coffin.
“Such potent earth-attribute power.”
Zhang Ruochen’s palm pressed against the coffin’s stone wall, and instantly, the rules of the Way of Earth within him became incredibly active. Immediately after, the rules of the Five Elements all surged.
His palm showed signs of petrification.
He quickly withdrew his hand, and the petrified part of his palm rapidly disappeared, returning to flesh.
At the same time, a powerful and pure earth-attribute force merged into his body, spreading throughout.
“How could this be? Could it be…”
Zhang Ruochen’s heart raced with excitement as he carefully examined the coffin’s wall.
His mental power couldn’t penetrate it, blocked by a mysterious force.
But with the Eye of Truth, Zhang Ruochen still discerned something extraordinary. The coffin’s structure was remarkably dense; even a single wall contained earth-attribute power surpassing that of an entire planet.
“Interesting, too interesting! No wonder the Blood Shadow Divine Mother said the White Cang Blood Soil was right before my eyes.” Zhang Ruochen couldn’t help but let out a long laugh.
Yan Zhexian also sensed the coffin’s extraordinariness, saying, “Could this coffin be forged from White Cang Blood Soil? That’s incredible. How much White Cang Blood Soil was used?”
White Cang Blood Soil, the Undead Blood Clan’s foremost sacred relic, also known as the Soil of Immortality, Rebirth, and Resurrection.
If an entire coffin was forged from White Cang Blood Soil, its value was unimaginable.
Yan Zhexian said, “Quickly release my seal.”
Zhang Ruochen ignored her, sitting cross-legged, preparing to refine and absorb the White Cang Blood Soil.
Since he couldn’t open the coffin, he would have to “consume” it.
Perhaps he could seize this chance to fully integrate the Sacred Intent of Earth.
“Now, my Five Elements Sacred Way rules each number three hundred million, far exceeding other Sacred Ways. The chance of success should be high,” Zhang Ruochen thought.
To be safe, he took out a Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Intent Pill, holding it in his hand, ready to swallow if needed.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen ignore her, Yan Zhexian’s cheeks puffed with anger. “So much White Cang Blood Soil—can you consume it all by yourself? Aren’t you afraid of bursting?”
Zhang Ruochen glanced at her.
When fusing Sacred Intent, no disturbances could be tolerated. Even with her cultivation sealed, Yan Zhexian remained a risk. So, Zhang Ruochen stored her in the Purple Gold Gourd.
Patting the gourd, Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself, “Your body contains all the divine power and essence of the Blood Shadow Divine Mother. The benefits you’ve gained are immense, so don’t compete with me for the White Cang Blood Soil.”
The foetus in Yan Zhexian’s womb held energy far surpassing a divine source.
Though she was nurturing the foetus, the benefits it returned to her were even greater.
Yan Zhexian’s path to divinity would be far easier than that of countless other cultivators.
Moreover, her cultivation would advance at an astonishing rate, likely surpassing even Yan Wushen and Yan Huangtu.
It could be said that the greatest opportunity on the Undead Blood Clan’s home star had been seized by Yan Zhexian!
Time passed quickly. The rules of the Way of Earth in Zhang Ruochen’s body grew, continuously transforming into the rules of Water, Fire, Metal, and Wood.
In a short time, the Five Elements Sacred Way rules grew from three hundred million each to four hundred million, then five hundred million…
When they reached eight hundred million, the total Five Elements Sacred Way rules surpassed the sum of all his other Sacred Way rules, reaching a critical point.
His body was no longer flesh but shimmered with vibrant colours, resembling a human-shaped five-coloured divine stone.
The five types of rules formed five rivers of different colours, flowing through his body. Wherever they passed, like rivers breaking through dams, they shattered the shackles blocking his path.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
…
Shackles broke one after another.
Zhang Ruochen’s Five Elements Chaos Immortal Sacred Body advanced further, and he shouted, “Sacred Intent, unite! Five Elements, merge!”
The Sacred Intent of Earth was released, rushing toward the Yin-Yang Five Elements Sacred Intent, forcibly colliding with it.
“Boom! Boom!”
The Sacred Intents clashed repeatedly.
But the repulsion was too strong. The Sacred Intent of Earth was constantly repelled, showing no signs of merging.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t immediately swallow the Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Intent Pill, wanting to try on his own first. After all, this was the fusion of the sixth Sacred Intent, not the seventh.
If he could succeed without the pill, his chances of cultivating a First-Grade Sacred Intent would greatly increase.
…
…
Yu Huang and the Undead Blood Clan’s array masters held on for a quarter of an hour, forcing two more Bone Clan Hundred-Shackle Realm Great Saints to withdraw.
But the attacking formation was also battered by two Supreme Sacred Artifacts, teetering on the brink of collapse.
In the northwestern frontier of the Demon Heaven Continent, over a hundred Undead Blood Clan cultivators gazed at the sky, filled with thunder and fire, clearly feeling the clash of world-destroying forces.
Most of them were Nine-Step Saint Kings, trembling, their legs shaking uncontrollably.
“The clash of three Supreme Sacred Artifacts—this is a high-level battle even among Great Saints.”
“The formation is about to break. Who can stop Yan Huangtu and Great Saint Yanhong?”
“With my cultivation, a single finger from a Hundred-Shackle Realm Great Saint could crush me.”
Xue Ningxiao watched the awe-inspiring clash in the sky, suppressing her fear. Following Xue Mo’s orders, she condensed two thousand-metre-long blood-energy hands, tearing apart the plain beneath her feet.
“Rumble.”
A hundreds-of-metres-wide chasm appeared.
Below it was a spatial teleportation array.
Xue Ningxiao said, “Now, you carry a total of one hundred forty million clansmen. Divide them equally among yourselves.”
Fourteen Undead Blood Clan Great Saints released the one hundred forty million clansmen from their sleeves, filling the plain, a sea of people stretching endlessly.
“Each cultivator, take one million clansmen. I’ll teleport you away,” Xue Ningxiao said.
One of the Great Saints said, “I’m not leaving. I’ll continue guarding the home star.”
Xue Ningxiao replied, “Yan Huangtu and Great Saint Yanhong came to our home star not to occupy it but to kill all Undead Blood Clan members. Protecting our clansmen is our top priority.”
“I’ll go first.”
A Nine-Step Saint King, without further words, used blood煞气 to envelop one million clansmen and stepped into the teleportation array.
“Swish!”
The array activated, teleporting him to a random part of the Hunting Heaven Battlefield’s starry sky.
The array’s light continued to flash.
Soon, sixty-three Undead Blood Clan Nine-Step Saint Kings were teleported to sixty-three different locations in the starry sky, taking sixty-three million clansmen.
A roar, ten times louder than before, echoed from the sky.
Supreme power formed a visible shockwave, descending from above, covering everything and surging toward the home star’s surface.
“Pfft!”
In an instant, a Nine-Step Saint King spat blood and fell to his knees.
Even Xue Ningxiao, a Great Saint, had her eardrums ruptured, blood trickling from her ears.
Fortunately, the fourteen Great Saints present quickly stored the remaining seventy-seven million clansmen.
“The attacking formation has been broken. There’s no time to continue teleporting. Everyone, escape underground now!”
Xue Ningxiao turned into a streak of light, soaring into the air, then descending, aiming a kick at the spatial teleportation array to destroy it.
After waiting so long, neither the Blade Hell Emperor nor the Undead Blood Clan’s Great Saint Legion had returned. Keeping the array was pointless and absolutely could not be left for Yan Huangtu and Great Saint Yanhong.
“You will not destroy the array.”
Great Saint Yanhong’s voice came from the sky.
Her voice carried powerful mental force. A casual remark made Xue Ningxiao’s thoughts blur, leaving her suspended in midair, unable to continue her strike.
Great Saint Yanhong’s voice was like a command, rendering her mind unable to resist.
In her skeletal form, Great Saint Yanhong broke through the atmosphere, speeding toward the teleportation array.
As long as she secured the array, she could use the Way of Fate to deduce the locations of the sixty-three Nine-Step Saint Kings who had just teleported away.
Otherwise, with the vastness of the Hunting Heaven Battlefield’s starry sky, even with the Bone Clan and Yanluo Clan’s vast abilities, finding all sixty-three in a single day was impossible.
But the Undead Blood Clan cultivators knew the array had to be destroyed.
“I’ll hold her off for a moment. Destroy the array now.”
The Great Saint who had vowed to “continue guarding the home star” let out a long roar. His holy blood ignited, and with six blood wings, he soared, crashing toward Great Saint Yanhong.
“You rabble think you can destroy the array? Dream on.”
Great Saint Yanhong fully unleashed her mental power, covering a thousand miles, suppressing all Undead Blood Clan cultivators below.
At the same time, her bone hand slashed, striking the head of the Undead Blood Clan Great Saint burning his holy blood.
“Bang!”
His head exploded like a watermelon, his body split in two.
The cultivation gap was too vast; he couldn’t hold her off for even a moment.
Great Saint Yanhong felt exhilarated. The Bone Clan had been heavily struck by the Undead Blood Clan, forming a blood feud. Now, she could finally teach them a harsh lesson.
No need to kill—just beat them into ruin.
As invaders, killing an Undead Blood Clan cultivator deducted five hundred thousand points.
Suddenly, Great Saint Yanhong sensed danger and looked up.
The Undead Blood Clan Great Saint, split in two, had reformed. His body turned crimson, radiating blinding blood light, emitting an increasingly powerful destructive force.
“Not good! He’s detonating his holy source! Is this Undead Blood Clan Great Saint insane? It’s just a ranking contest, not a life-or-death battle.”
Great Saint Yanhong cursed inwardly, immediately channelling all her power into a Supreme Sacred Artifact-grade ring, raising a defensive barrier.
Though her opponent was only an Immortal Realm Great Saint, a self-detonation at such close range posed a significant threat.
Seizing the moment, Xue Ningxiao’s body turned ethereal, escaping Great Saint Yanhong’s mental suppression. She stomped heavily on the spatial teleportation array, shattering it.
She then turned ethereal again, blending into the air and diving underground.
“Boom!”
The holy source detonated, its destructive force slamming into Great Saint Yanhong. Her skeletal body plummeted, crashing into the plain, creating a crater hundreds of metres wide.
Dust billowed.
Great Saint Yanhong climbed from the crater’s bottom, barely injured. She unleashed a torrent of deathly aura, covering the entire star, and roared, “Bone Clan Great Saints, heed my command: pursue the Undead Blood Clan cultivators who fled underground. Do not kill them—shatter their immortal bodies or dig out their holy sources. Crippling their cultivation is the true torment.”
