The Third Armour Blood Ancestor, burning his divine blood, greatly increased in might. The blood blade in his hand slashed out rivers of blade qi. He charged left and right, yet he could never break the array and escape.
Array inscription patterns resembled profound threads and iron chains, densely covering space.
In the starry sky, a piercing cry of the Golden Crow rang out.
The supreme sacred artefact “Golden Crow Ancient Cauldron”, like a dazzling star, carried the power of the array. It rolled down with overwhelming force, shaking the world magnificently. It struck countless blood feathers from the back of the Third Armour Blood Ancestor.
Without giving him a moment to breathe, the second supreme sacred artefact, “Titan Ghost Axe”, with an axe edge reaching a thousand zhang, cold and sinister, cleaved down as if splitting heaven and earth.
“Bang!”
The blood blade swung out, clashing with the ghost axe.
Sparks flew across the sky!
The Myriad Refinement Tower rotated down from the Three Huan Twenty-Eight Constellations Great Array, drawing the Third Armour Blood Ancestor into the tower. On the tower body, dense supreme inscription patterns emerged, brilliant and dazzling.
Roars from the Third Armour Blood Ancestor echoed inside the tower.
Bloody red divine qi continually escaped from the tower gate.
Little Black chuckled. Divine qi from his body poured out endlessly. He controlled the Myriad Refinement Tower with the array, using the tower to refine the Third Armour Blood Ancestor.
The so-called myriad refinement meant refining everything in the world.
Shuo Qianhai gazed from afar at the mountain-sized cat head shadow in the starry sky. In his heart, he was secretly shocked. “Worthy of being the son of the Ice Emperor. Though only at the early upper god realm in cultivation, his spiritual power and array attainments have reached extremely high levels. Even if I faced him, I probably would not fare well. The Sun Dial is truly extraordinary. In just a few decades, it has allowed a new god to catch up.”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes suddenly narrowed. “This is bad!”
Inside the Three Huan Twenty-Eight Constellations Great Array, the Myriad Refinement Tower was stretched larger and larger. Its height rose from three thousand zhang to thirty thousand zhang, then three hundred thousand zhang…
“Crack crack!”
Sounds of fracturing rang out.
On the Myriad Refinement Tower, blood-red light marks appeared one after another.
“Bang!”
The tower body exploded. Fragments flew everywhere.
Unparalleled blade qi surged out from within, along with waves of divine qi, impacting the array arranged by Little Black.
The Myriad Refinement Tower was a crucial component of the Three Huan Twenty-Eight Constellations Great Array. With its destruction, the divine array suffered severe damage. Its power greatly diminished, unable to withstand the Third Armour Blood Ancestor in his state of burning divine blood.
Large swathes of array inscription patterns shattered. Little Black’s divine shadow was cleaved apart by blade light.
Little Black’s true body was forced to manifest.
His heart ached terribly. As he fled, he said, “Zhang Ruochen, this is all your fault. I told you to give this emperor three supreme sacred artefacts, but you insisted on using this defective one to make up the number. Now look, not only is the tower destroyed, but even the divine array I worked so hard to refine is ruined.”
There were seven Myriad Refinement Towers in total. Only all seven together formed a complete supreme sacred artefact.
Relying on just one tower to suppress a peak upper god like the Third Armour Blood Ancestor was clearly a pipe dream.
Zhang Ruochen said, “In that case, return the Golden Crow Ancient Cauldron and the Titan Ghost Axe to me. It is all my fault. I should not have given you supreme sacred artefacts.”
Shuo Qianhai was extremely nervous. The Third Armour Blood Ancestor, burning divine blood and breaking out of the array, was filled with murderous intent and momentum like a rainbow. Yet these two were in the mood to bicker.
“Third Armour Blood Ancestor, take this pillar strike.”
Shuo Qianhai stepped forward, crossing one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred li. He appeared near the Third Armour Blood Ancestor and swung the white bone divine pillar.
“Boom!”
In one clash, Shuo Qianhai retreated rapidly. Blood flowed profusely from his body, wounded by the Third Armour Blood Ancestor’s blade light.
Fear appeared in Shuo Qianhai’s eyes. “Realm Venerable Ruochen, the Third Armour Blood Ancestor is now in a frenzied state of desperate fight. His combat strength is immensely powerful. We should avoid direct confrontation and simply hold him back. A great god from the Fallen Star Temple should arrive soon.”
Wait for a great god from the Fallen Star Temple?
When a great god arrived, how could Zhang Ruochen still gain any benefits?
A peak upper god powerhouse like the Third Armour Blood Ancestor was a treasure trove. Moreover, he was heavily injured. Such a perfect opportunity could not be yielded to others.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head. “This place is not far from the Yan Yang Civilisation. By the time a great god from the Fallen Star Temple arrives, great gods from the Heavenly Court will likely have arrived too! At that point, how could we still kill the Third Armour Blood Ancestor?”
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen harboured killing intent, Shuo Qianhai’s expression changed. “Realm Venerable, think thrice. In the Third Armour Blood Ancestor’s current state, even combining the strength of the three of us, we probably are no match. Even if we luckily win, if we force him to detonate his divine source, would we not risk our own lives in vain?”
Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly. A expanse of seven-coloured radiance emerged on his body. The radiance flowed down, flying toward the Third Armour Blood Ancestor who was pursuing Little Black.
The seven-coloured radiance unfolded, transforming into a heaven-shrouding, earth-covering colourful robe.
Shuo Qianhai exclaimed in shock, “Seven Sources Colourful Robe!”
The Seven Sources Colourful Robe was the foremost treasure of the Yin Yang Realm’s Realm Venerable “God of Colourful Robe”. It was an extremely powerful Hunyuan-level supreme sacred artefact. Though merely a defensive supreme sacred artefact, its attack power still far surpassed town-heaven level supreme sacred artefacts like the Golden Crow Ancient Cauldron, Titan Ghost Axe, Soul-Devouring Bells, and Myriad Curse Heavenly Bead.
Of course, these were secondary.
Most importantly, the God of Colourful Robe had invested countless efforts into the Seven Sources Colourful Robe. He had refined three protective divine arrays alone.
Excitation source lightning was hidden in every thread. Vast amounts of annihilation heavenly fire were stored in the inner spaces of the sleeves…
The Seven Sources Colourful Robe was refined from seven different divine forging materials, concealing seven distinct powers. Releasing any one could threaten a great god to varying degrees.
Back then, the God of Colourful Robe was careless and overconfident. He sent an avatar carrying the Seven Sources Colourful Robe to the Yuchen Divine Temple, only to be caught off guard by Yulong Xian. Before he could deploy the various means within the robe, the avatar was destroyed.
No wonder, upon discovering his avatar destroyed and the Seven Sources Colourful Robe lost, he flew into a rage, lost his composure, and rushed recklessly to the Yuchen Divine Temple. In the end, he was struck into the ground by Huang Tian, becoming food for the old corpse ghost god.
One could say that this Seven Sources Colourful Robe, in the hands of a Butian realm god, was more useful than a divine artefact.
In Star Huan Heaven, Zhang Ruochen had already sacrificed and refined this treasure robe. He could wield it as he wished.
The Seven Sources Colourful Robe descended, directly enveloping the Third Armour Blood Ancestor.
Every thread on the robe contained vast inner space. Dense excitation source lightning surged out from within, striking down upon the Third Armour Blood Ancestor.
This lightning was condensed by the God of Colourful Robe using his own divine power and stored in the robe. One could imagine its immense power.
In moments, the Third Armour Blood Ancestor fell silent.
“Retrieve!”
Zhang Ruochen reached out and drew back the Seven Sources Colourful Robe, reducing it to the size of a normal garment.
The robe resembled a sack, bulging greatly inside.
Zhang Ruochen held the two sleeves, collar, and hem, tightly wrapping the Third Armour Blood Ancestor within.
Confirming he had lost consciousness, he then unfolded the robe. The Third Armour Blood Ancestor, already refined into a mass of blood mist by the excitation source lightning, was suppressed beneath the Bright Mirror Platform in the “Six Patriarchs Chan Release Diagram”.
With the service of Moyin’s two jade hands, Zhang Ruochen donned the Seven Sources Colourful Robe again.
The colourful robe concealed itself and vanished.
Shuo Qianhai watched dumbfounded. Even if the Third Armour Blood Ancestor was heavily injured with greatly reduced combat strength, he was still a genuine peak upper god powerhouse.
How had Zhang Ruochen suppressed him so effortlessly?
In the end, Shuo Qianhai could only attribute it all to the power of the Seven Sources Colourful Robe and the renowned might of the God of Colourful Robe.
But outwardly, he absolutely could not say so.
Shuo Qianhai cupped his fists with both hands, appearing utterly convinced and admiring. “Today, this god has truly broadened his horizons. The world believes Realm Venerable Ruochen relies on Tianlao’s power to dominate. Who knew that, even without martial cultivation, relying solely on spiritual power, the Realm Venerable could become the foremost powerhouse of this Yuan Hui.”
Before Shuo Qianhai, Zhang Ruochen did not wish to be modest. Smiling, he waved his hand. “This is merely the beginning. My six divine swords have long been thirsting for action, yet unfortunately have no place to wield them.”
Shuo Qianhai’s body twitched upon hearing this. Speaking with such a heaven-defying figure of fortune was truly heartbreaking.
Little Black flew back. “Zhang Ruochen, can we be considered friends who have faced life and death together?”
Zhang Ruochen knew Little Black too well. Ignoring him, he immediately took Chi Kongle and Moyin and flew into the wormhole.
“Must you be like this? This emperor does not want the divine swords. Just give me the Seven Sources Colourful Robe. Do not leave. Wait a moment.” Little Black chased rapidly.
From within the wormhole drifted Zhang Ruochen’s voice. “Brother Qianhai, I leave this place to you. If great gods from the Hell Realm inquire, please cover for me a bit.”
Hearing the words “Brother Qianhai”, Shuo Qianhai’s spirits soared.
Had their relationship suddenly become so close?
Whether it was the strength Zhang Ruochen had displayed or the backgrounds of great figures like Tianlao, the Nine Heavens, and the Blood Absolute War God, Shuo Qianhai fundamentally dared not oppose Zhang Ruochen.
On the contrary, befriending Zhang Ruochen would bring him endless benefits.
Thinking of this, Shuo Qianhai released his spiritual power, clearing the residual auras of Little Black and Zhang Ruochen in this starry sky. He then communicated with the spiritual power god guarding the Divine Eye Heavenly Mirror.
…
On Zhang Ruochen’s body, the Wine Ghost and the Lord of the Fallen God Island concealed heavenly secrets. Passing through the spatial wormhole to the cosmic starry sky where the Heavenly Court was located, he did not alert the gods in nearby star regions. He headed straight for the Kunlun Realm.
From then on, everything became relaxed.
Zhang Ruochen altered his appearance, mingling among cultivators from various realms in the Heavenly Court. Through spatial teleports one after another, in just a few days, he entered the Kunlun Realm.
After all, the most strictly defended areas were around the starry sky defence line.
As long as those spatial teleportation arrays and wormholes lacked god kings or god venerables presiding, Zhang Ruochen was quite confident he could deceive heaven and cross the sea.
