Walking into the ear hole, the surroundings were resplendent with gold and jade, Buddhist scriptures rising and falling, Sanskrit chants lingering, like a sacred Buddhist cave heaven, not like being inside a corpse.
Walking on the ground, the echoes were endless.
The seawater all along was kowtowing, full of reverence for the Yunqing Ancient Buddha.
“Splash!”
There was the sound of water flowing.
A three-zhang-wide golden stream flowed past Zhang Ruchen’s feet. The water contained dense mysterious power, far more precious than divine blood by countless times. Once taken out, it could be sold for an extremely high price.
This was a cultivation resource that even gods craved, a pill-refining material that alchemists and divine masters dreamed of.
Divine Venerable substance, worth a fortune.
Zhang Ruchen did not go to take it, the sense of crisis in his heart growing increasingly intense.
Suddenly, a chill drifted over, making his whole body feel cold.
Fifty or so zhang ahead, a figure in a grey robe appeared, his face covered in stripe-like silver patterns, hands clasped behind his chest, a pair of completely black eyes gazing at Zhang Ruchen and the seawater.
“Not good.”
The thought had just arisen in Zhang Ruchen’s mind when he discovered that underfoot, overhead, and on the four walls, densely packed rule divine patterns surged forth.
Death qi containing divinity filled this space.
“Swish!”
The grey-robed figure instantly arrived before Zhang Ruchen, extending a metallic palm, with a ferocious wolf head in the centre of the palm. The wolf head seemed to come alive, emitting a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering howl.
The wolf howl could intimidate a cultivator’s holy soul, disrupt the mind, and shatter the spirit.
Zhang Ruchen’s reaction was extremely swift, yang energy exploding within his body, his whole body like red-hot molten iron, dragon chants resounding from his arm, with a dragon soul phantom surging out from his arm.
“Boom!”
Two palms clashed.
Two streams of energy surged out, but such powerful forces, impacting the nearby golden Buddhist walls, caused no damage to the walls at all. Instead, a large amount of power was absorbed by the Buddhist scriptures on the walls.
Zhang Ruchen and the grey-robed figure each retreated backwards, but how could the seawater withstand such powerful energy fluctuations? Her slender and delicate body, like a remnant leaf in the wind, flew along the passage towards the distance.
“Thud!”
She crashed into the golden Buddhist wall, falling down, spitting out a mouthful of golden Buddhist blood from her mouth, her body swaying unsteadily.
Fortunately, she had refined the True Buddha Golden Body. Otherwise, if it were another peak semi-divine, standing so close and bearing a pseudo-divine level impact, even if not dead, they would lose half a life.
Zhang Ruchen rapidly retreated, intending to take the seawater into the inner space of the Zangshan Demonic Mirror.
However, he was shocked to discover that within Yunqing Ancient Buddha’s body, no independent space could be opened.
A Divine Venerable’s body could be called the firmest place for space in the universe.
The seawater activated the Fire God Armour once more, her pretty face pale, and said, “Senior Brother Ruchen, don’t worry about me, I’m fine.”
The grey-robed figure on the opposite side lightly snorted, “It really is a case of seeking him far and wide only to find him near without any effort. I didn’t expect you, Zhang Ruchen, to deliver yourself right to the door.”
Zhang Ruchen had already carefully observed him earlier and said, “Gai Ling Divine General of the Death Clan. I didn’t expect your Death Clan to also send cultivators to the Abyss of Darkness.”
Suddenly, Zhang Ruchen looked towards the upstream of the golden stream.
There, a white-haired pseudo-god wearing a plum blossom white mask stood on the golden water surface, his whole body shrouded in grey mist, death qi thick, like a ghost.
On this pseudo-god, Zhang Ruchen sensed an extremely dangerous aura.
The other party seemed to be launching mental power attacks at all times, making Zhang Ruchen’s holy heart ache with pain.
“How should I address you, sir?” Zhang Ruchen said.
The white-haired pseudo-god wearing the plum blossom white mask said, “Tiannan, Yu.”
“A pseudo-god from Tiannan.” Zhang Ruchen became vigilant.
Tiannan was a top mental power holy land in the Infernal Realm, extremely mysterious. How could a pseudo-god emerging from there possibly be just a pseudo-god?
Mental power should be the most terrifying aspect.
Even a pseudo-god of the lowest third rank, the first tier, would not make Zhang Ruchen feel fear, but he was quite wary of pseudo-gods with powerful mental power.
After all, his mental power was only at the sixty-ninth rank half-level now.
“Cough cough!”
Coughing sounds rang out.
Just two sounds, yet they were piercingly harsh, like steel needles pricking the eardrums.
A third figure appeared!
It was a Death Clan god with two heads: one an aged human head, the other a white cat head, hands behind his back, appearing beside Gai Ling Divine General.
His voice hoarse, he said, “The Death Clan came to the Abyss of Darkness originally to see what great commotion Prajna Divine Maiden, King Xia, the Heavenly Pavilion Eye of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm, and the Yan Clan of the Abyss of Darkness had stirred up. Unexpectedly, you, Zhang Ruchen, haven’t died yet and have bumped into us. What a pleasant surprise.”
In Zhang Ruchen’s vision, the scene changed drastically.
He could no longer see the golden Buddhist walls, nor the golden stream. Before his eyes was a grey haze, the great earth extending infinitely, with one hill after another standing tall.
It was not an illusion.
How could an illusion deceive Zhang Ruchen?
But precisely because it was not an illusion, Zhang Ruchen’s expression became extremely grave, and he said, “Divine Realm World! You, sir, are actually a true god.”
Only true gods could cultivate a Divine Realm World.
However, Prajna, Gushai Jing, Wujiang and the others had only just become gods and had not yet cultivated their Divine Realm Worlds. Otherwise, their combat power would rise sharply by a large margin, far exceeding the current level.
The seawater showed no fear on her face and said, “Senior Brother Ruchen, I will self-detonate my holy source to break the Divine Realm World and help you escape.”
The aged human head of the Death Clan true god Kongli Zang Hai laughed, “This god has cultivated in the divine realm for ninety thousand years, my cultivation already reaching the mid-rank god level. You, a mere peak semi-divine, self-detonating your divine source, think you can break my Divine Realm World? A pseudo-god self-detonating their divine source might make this god wary by two points.”
Gai Ling Divine General said, “Zhang Ruchen really knows how to enjoy himself. This little nun is born so delicately beautiful, a peerless beauty in the human world. Why not capture her and send her to Lord Southern Saint?”
Kongli Zang Hai lightly nodded.
Everything in the Divine Realm World was controlled by the true god.
“Splash!”
The ground under the seawater’s feet sank, the soil turning into one hand claw after another, grabbing her legs and pulling her downward.
Zhang Ruchen propped up the Eternal Return to One Dao Domain, fourteen golden wings unfolding on his back, grabbing the seawater’s left wrist and flying upward into the air.
A bolt of purple lightning from above broke through the clouds, like a peerless divine sword stabbing towards Zhang Ruchen’s chest.
The Zangshan Demonic Mirror flew out, meeting the lightning with its mirror face.
“Bang!”
The Zangshan Demonic Mirror flew back inverted, crashing into Zhang Ruchen and the seawater, the two of them falling to the ground simultaneously, rolling together.
The ground cracked open, their bodies losing weight, plummeting towards the abyss below.
Gai Ling Divine General and Yu Tianshi both revealed a smile.
No matter how strong Zhang Ruchen was in the secular world, encountering a true god, he still had no power to fight back. From beginning to end, Kongli Zang Hai had stood in place without moving a muscle.
In the Divine Realm World, he was an invincible existence.
“Close!”
Kongli Zang Hai uttered this word, and the three-zhang-wide ground crack closed, suppressing Zhang Ruchen and the seawater within the Divine Realm World.
“No matter how heaven-defying Zhang Ruchen’s abilities are, encountering True God Zang Hai, he still cannot stir up any waves.” Gai Ling Divine General chuckled lightly like this.
Kongli Zang Hai smiled and said, “This is inside the body of a Buddhist Divine Venerable, the power of the Divine Realm World is limited, which is why it’s so troublesome. If it were outside, let alone fighting back, Zhang Ruchen wouldn’t even be able to move a finger or shift a step, as difficult as ascending to heaven.”
…
The pseudo-god Jiang Qing of the Nether Palace was a mid-third rank pseudo-god, dressed in white robes like a scholar, peering towards the distant Divine Realm World of Kongli Zang Hai.
Beside him stood a divine beast covered in black long fur, shaped like a lion.
The black lion divine beast spoke in human tongue, “What is Lady Chan doing? A mere Kongli Zang Hai, she could slap him to death with a flip of her hand. Why is she together with Zhang Ruchen, and deliberately pretending to be very weak?”
“Who knows? The thoughts of powerhouses at her level, how could we fathom them?” Jiang Qing said.
The black lion divine beast said, “Should we make a move?”
“If Lady Chan really wants to scheme something on Zhang Ruchen, then yes, we should indeed make a move now. These Death Clan fellows really don’t know when to stop.”
Jiang Qing nodded, just about to make a move, when suddenly his face showed shock, and he lightly exclaimed in surprise.
…
In the Divine Realm World.
A space wormhole manifested, Zhang Ruchen and the seawater standing on the back of the space chaos worm, appearing in mid-air.
The three Death Clan gods were all greatly shocked.
To freely shuttle in the Divine Realm World?
Kongli Zang Hai was not startled but delighted instead, laughing loudly, “This is the legendary space chaos worm. I didn’t expect you, Zhang Ruchen, to really be raising it. Good! This worm, this god wants it!”
Kongli Zang Hai reached out to grab it.
Immediately, densely packed rule divine patterns appeared around Zhang Ruchen’s body. At the same time, the power of heaven and earth of the entire Divine Realm World pressed down on him, as if to crush his body.
Zhang Ruchen mobilized all the holy qi in his body, injecting it into the Arhat White Pearl.
“Splash!”
The white pearl shone brightly, like the fierce sun in the sky.
All the rule divine patterns were dispersed, and even Kongli Zang Hai’s Divine Realm World was like a burned scroll, a hole torn open in it.
Zhang Ruchen pulled the seawater along, rushing out of Kongli Zang Hai’s Divine Realm World, rapidly flying towards the downstream of the golden stream, the fourteen golden wings riding the wind at extreme speed.
“That is…”
Kongli Zang Hai sensed the extraordinary nature of the Arhat White Pearl and shouted loudly, “Chase! We cannot let them escape.”
“True God Zang Hai, who are you planning to chase?”
Jiang Qing walked out, standing by the golden stream, blocking Kongli Zang Hai.
Kongli Zang Hai’s gaze darkened, and he said, “Your Nether Palace has also chased here? What, you also want to seize the treasures on Zhang Ruchen?”
“Yes!”
Jiang Qing did not deny this point at all.
Although Kongli Zang Hai was a true god and a mid-rank god at that, Jiang Qing was not afraid of him.
Because when Kongli Zang Hai became a god, he had only condensed two divine seat planets. Even after cultivating for ninety thousand years, his combat power was far inferior to Prajna and Gushai Jing, who had not yet cultivated their Divine Realm Worlds.
And Jiang Qing was one of the top existences among the pseudo-gods of the Nether Palace.
“You go chase Zhang Ruchen, leave Jiang Qing to this god to deal with.”
Kongli Zang Hai released his Divine Realm World, pulling Jiang Qing inside.
Taking this opportunity, Gai Ling Divine General and Yu Tianshi chased towards the downstream of the golden stream.
