To completely kill a mental power divine spirit and erase the mental power thoughts is not an easy task.
The Chenyuan Ancient Sword suppressed on Nan Sheng’s body. Thousands of sword qi flew out, turning his body into blood mist, refined by the Pure Extinction Divine Fire released by Zhang Ruochen.
The divine talisman possesses a talisman spirit.
This Moyang Divine Talisman can only be considered to have just reached the divine talisman level. The internal talisman spirit has limited intelligence, but it only obeys Nan Sheng. The talisman spirit’s power roughly reaches the half-god level. Without sufficient cultivation, it cannot be activated at all.
Zhang Ruochen spent quite some time to refine the talisman spirit.
Looking at the exquisite black jade talisman in his hand, Zhang Ruochen thought to himself, “With this talisman, even against a true god, I have the power to fight.”
Earlier, even though Zhang Ruochen’s mental power reached the seventy-tier peak, he still could not resist the divine talisman. It was only after severely injuring Nan Sheng first, greatly reducing the divine talisman’s power, that he achieved victory.
In the end, it was not that the divine talisman was weak, but Nan Sheng was weak.
With the divine talisman in his hands, Zhang Ruochen was confident he could unleash even stronger power.
Zhang Ruochen checked the seawater’s injuries. She had the golden body protecting her, so the wounds were not serious. The Buddhist qi in her body was endless, but her saint soul suffered shock, causing temporary unconsciousness.
The battle sounds between Feng Chen Sword God and Gui Si grew farther away.
It must be that Feng Chen Sword God led Gui Si away.
Feng Chen Sword God must be Xue Hongchen, one of the Nine Emperors from the ancient Kunlun Realm. His appearance in the Ancient Abandoned City would be a powerful external aid force. Zhang Ruochen would not be surrounded by enemies on all sides without helpers.
“Whoosh!”
A black shadow flew from the distance, stepping on the golden Buddha wall, constantly changing form.
Finally, it landed beside Zhang Ruochen.
It was Xiao Hei in a black robe, wearing a black cloak, exuding a cold temperament, looking at the Chenyuan Ancient Sword in the blood mist and divine fire. In the blood mist, Nan Sheng’s miserable screams still came out.
Xiao Hei followed the sense toward Zhang Ruochen to find this place.
It said in surprise, “You actually killed Nan Sheng. This guy has a big background. You’ve gotten into big trouble!”
“It doesn’t matter. Even if I don’t kill him, Tiannan Life and Death Ruins still wants to kill me.” Zhang Ruochen appeared very calm.
“Eh!”
Xiao Hei stared at Zhang Ruochen’s exposed chest.
The Buddhist light on Zhang Ruochen’s body was extremely bright, enough to compare with the surrounding golden Buddha walls. At the chest, where the Buddha Ancestor relic fused, it shone particularly dazzling.
Even through the black cloak, Zhang Ruochen could sense Xiao Hei’s fiery gaze.
“Such strong Buddhist qi. This is the relic left by the old bald donkey Xumi, right? Heavens, the legendary Buddha Ancestor relic. This emperor finally sees such a supreme treasure.”
Xiao Hei’s cold temperament instantly broke. It reached out and groped wildly at Zhang Ruochen’s chest, as if saliva was about to flow from its mouth.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed its wrist and pushed it away.
“Don’t. You still have more, right? Give me one. What is our relationship? You wouldn’t be so stingy, right? Don’t tell me there are none left!” Xiao Hei said extremely excitedly.
Zhang Ruochen still had six Buddha Ancestor relics. Of course, he was not unwilling to give one away.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Even if I give it to you, you can’t refine it. You have the Undying Blood Clan’s bloodline in your body, and you haven’t cultivated the Buddhist path.”
“Who says this emperor hasn’t cultivated the Buddhist path?”
Xiao Hei put its hands together, emitting Buddhist light all over, rushing off the black cloak on its head, revealing a round, furry cat head.
It really had some sacred aura.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Alright. Back then, the Saint Monk suppressed you for a hundred thousand years. Giving you a relic can be considered compensation. But you must promise me one thing!”
“Not just one, ten things are fine.” Xiao Hei said quickly.
Zhang Ruochen said, “In the future, don’t casually call the Saint Monk’s name disrespectfully. You must address him respectfully as the Seventh Ancestor.”
“Good, good. Seventh Ancestor, Seventh Ancestor has boundless Dharma, vast divine powers, illuminating the world.” Xiao Hei said smoothly.
“Wait until we leave the Dark Abyss, then I’ll give it to you.”
“Why?”
“Whether you can refine the Buddha Ancestor relic is still unknown. Giving you one is just for you to comprehend. Giving it now will only cause trouble.”
“Alright. At that time, don’t go back on your word.”
Saint Monk Xumi’s vision was “to empty the hells in people’s hearts.”
Zhang Ruochen knew he did not have the ability to help him complete this vision. This was also an impossible vision for anyone to fully achieve. However, he could do his best to do some meaningful things, making the world have less hatred, killing, and sorrow.
It was easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.
He needed some strong supporters around him.
Although Xiao Hei was unreliable many times, when truly needed, it would definitely stand by his side.
Just like this trip to the Dark Abyss, which was very dangerous, but Xiao Hei did not retreat.
Because Xiao Hei knew clearly how important this trip was to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen believed that even if Saint Monk Xumi were still alive, he would hope to use his relics to cultivate more strong ones, rather than keep them stored in a box.
Xiao Hei sensed something. Its pair of round cat eyes stared at a certain place in the space.
“Such strong divine power fluctuations.”
Its words had just fallen when Kongli Zanghai’s divine realm world was pierced by a five-coloured sword light. Two powerful divine forces erupted from the position where Xiao Hei had just stared.
“Boom!”
Countless rule divine patterns and sword qi impacted in all directions.
Kongli Zanghai and Panruo’s figures appeared one after another, landing on the ground.
Panruo held the Staff of Destiny Judgment in one hand, the five-coloured stone sword in the other, wearing the Hundred Dragon Bright Emperor Armour. Her aura was at its peak, forcing Xiao Hei and Zhang Ruochen to retreat continuously. In Zhang Ruochen’s hands, he held the unconscious seawater.
Half of Kongli Zanghai’s divine body was soaked in blood. Obviously, he had suffered a big loss.
He sneered repeatedly, saying, “Your Highness the Goddess is worthy of being the representative figure of this Yuan Hui. Impressive. This god admits defeat wholeheartedly. But the fall of General Gailin and Master Yutian, the Temple of Destiny must give the Death Clan an explanation. At that time, I hope Your Highness the Goddess can still have today’s grace.”
“Not only General Gailin and Master Yutian, Nan Sheng is also dead. I killed them, all killed by me.”
Zhang Ruochen handed the seawater to Xiao Hei. While speaking, he withstood the powerful divine energy on Panruo, walked over, saying, “Where there is a grievance, there is a debtor. Even if the Death Clan, Death God Temple, Tiannan Life and Death Ruins want revenge, find me. This matter has nothing to do with Goddess Panruo. Every word I say is absolutely true.”
“Whoosh!”
The Chenyuan Ancient Sword completely suppressed Nan Sheng, flying back to Zhang Ruochen’s hand.
Panruo looked at Zhang Ruochen step by step, walking toward Kongli Zanghai. A hidden worry arose in her heart, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was too reckless. The opponent was a mid-level god. Even though her combat power far surpassed Kongli Zanghai, she was very cautious in clashes, not daring to underestimate the enemy.
Just as she was about to pull Zhang Ruochen back, her face changed instantly.
Opposite, Kongli Zanghai would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He erupted with speed, turning into a divine light, punching toward the oncoming Zhang Ruochen.
At such a close distance, for divine spirits, it arrived in an instant.
Panruo let out a delicate shout, rushing toward Zhang Ruochen.
Xiao Hei casually threw the seawater backward, let out a long howl from its mouth, rushing forward.
But it was too late.
Kongli Zanghai had already punched Zhang Ruochen’s chest.
A true god’s punch, once hit, even a constant star would explode, let alone Zhang Ruochen?
“Zhang Ruochen, you sought your own death. Don’t blame this god.” Kongli Zanghai sneered so.
However, the smile on his face only lasted for an instant, then gradually turned to horror. Because he found that on Zhang Ruochen’s body, Buddhist texts appeared one by one.
“Boom!”
Zhang Ruochen and Kongli Zanghai’s bodies flew backward at the same time.
The difference was that Kongli Zanghai suffered the attack from the Buddhist texts on Zhang Ruochen. His divine body shattered into pieces, bones broken and flesh separated.
While Zhang Ruochen spat out a mouthful of blood, he was not seriously injured. Moreover, he was caught by Panruo who chased from behind, resolving all the impact force.
Zhang Ruochen’s palm pressed on his chest that was painful as if splitting, and he laughed.
Just now, at the instant of suffering Kongli Zanghai’s punch, his mental power grew rapidly again. Unfortunately, it did not break through to the seventy-first tier.
True gods are not so easy to kill.
Kongli Zanghai recondensed his divine body, immediately executed the secret art of burning divine blood, fleeing rapidly. He did not even dare to leave a harsh word, fearing to fall into a siege.
“What happened? Kongli Zanghai is a mid-level god. How did hitting you instead shatter himself into pieces?”
Xiao Hei groped toward Zhang Ruochen’s chest again.
Panruo kept staring at Zhang Ruochen’s chest, also extended a slender jade finger, lightly touching it, saying, “It’s these Buddhist texts, the power of the Buddha Ancestor relic.”
Xiao Hei thought of something, quickly withdrew its hand, saying, “This emperor understands. These Buddhist texts are the Seventh Ancestor Sanskrit. Their power is comparable to the heavenly patterns of Zhutian-level powerhouses. Incredible. Zhang Ruochen, now you have heavenly patterns protecting your body, simply no different from a hedgehog. Whoever hits you suffers!”
“Not that strong. Why not hit me once to try?” Zhang Ruochen said.
Xiao Hei shook its head vigorously, staying far from Zhang Ruochen.
Panruo’s expression was serious, saying, “The Seventh Ancestor Sanskrit should have escaped from the Buddha Ancestor relic. Indeed extraordinary. But it does not mean you can be fearless.”
“Just like earlier, although Kongli Zanghai shattered himself, he also injured you with one punch, just not seriously. However, if the attacking divine spirit has much higher cultivation than Kongli Zanghai, you may not withstand it.”
“Moreover, once the opponent knows you have the Seventh Ancestor Sanskrit protecting your body, they won’t choose close-range attacks on you.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “I understand. Only one’s own power being strong is truly strong. Otherwise, next time meeting Kongli Zanghai, he just needs to use a net-like treasure to capture me.”
Xiao Hei smiled, saying, “Don’t worry. Injured by the Seventh Ancestor Sanskrit, even if he is a mid-level god, it’s hard to refine the Buddhist energy in his body. Perhaps he will suffer a lifelong unhealable injury, dying of the five decays before the Yuan Hui tribulation arrives.”
“Kongli Zanghai originally had little lifespan left. This time, he is probably really done.”
