“Who exactly is Your Excellency?”
Feng Han’s eyes narrowed into a line as he stared at the young man across from him, an icy cold aura emanating from his body, causing the aura on his body to climb up.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was using his original face, and Feng Han had not seen him before, so naturally, he failed to recognise him.
Zhang Ruochen placed the remains of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, on the ground, took off the Dao robe he was wearing, and hitched it on top of the remains.
Only then did he squeeze the hilt of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, his eyes staring very coldly and sharply at Feng Han, saying, “Are you the fourth disciple of the Xuan Gui Sword Sage, Feng Han, or are you the Sixth Emperor of the Immortal Blood Clan?”
Feng Han carefully sized up Zhang Ruochen, although, unable to see through Zhang Ruochen’s exact realm, he was able to sense that his cultivation had not reached the Half-Saint realm.
A mere Fish Dragon Realm cultivator, what was there to fear?
Feng Han completely relaxed, licked his lips, and laughed, “To you, is it really that important what my status is?”
“Of course.”
Zhang Ruochen revealed two rows of snow-white teeth and said, “Because, your answer will determine how you die. Compared to the Immortal Blood Clan, I hate a traitor even more.”
If, indeed, the Xuan Gui Sword Saint had fought a fair battle against the Nine Spectres Sword Saint and ended up unfortunately losing, Zhang Ruochen would not have such deep hatred and anger in his heart. In the future, at most, he would just head to the Nine Spectres City and challenge the Nine Spectres Sword Saint as a disciple of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, defeating him and winning back the honour for his master.
After all, people, they all die.
For a sword cultivator to be able to die in a battle in a duel that was in the limelight, it was already considered a sensational end.
However, the Master was not killed because of his lack of strength, but rather, he was assassinated, and this was the true blood feud.
The corner of Feng Han’s mouth hooked, revealing a disdainful smile as he said, “It seems like you really hate me, and I’ve already somewhat guessed your identity.”
“Is that so?”Zhang Ruochen said.
“Other than a disciple of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, who else would hate me so much? On your body, you should be wearing Old Three’s Meteor Stealth Clothes, otherwise, it would be impossible for you to be that fast, not to mention concealing my five senses and following you all the way here.”
Zhang Ruochen just stared coldly at Feng Han, anyway, the Master had already passed away, even if the world knew that Time and Space Successor Zhang Ruochen was still alive, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
Feng Han appeared indifferent as he said, “In fact, no matter if I am the Sixth Prince of the Immortal Blood Race or the Fourth Disciple of the Xuan Gui Sword Sage, I’m afraid that you can’t do anything about me with your cultivation. On the contrary, I see you, rather, as if you are throwing yourself into a trap.”
With that, Feng Han’s finger, pointed in Zhang Ruochen’s direction.
“Swish swish.”
The four Immortal Blood Race’s Half-Saints, at the first moment, cast out their body techniques and transformed into a black shadow, surrounding Zhang Ruochen, standing in four different directions: east, south, west, and north.
Apart from the Tessie Half-Saint, the other four Immortal Blood Race Half-Saints were named Xin Feng, Xin Lei, Xin Yun, and Xin Yu, and all of them were at the First Order Half-Saint realm.
Among them, Half-Saint Xin Feng and Half-Saint Xin Lei had the highest cultivation levels, reaching the peak of the First Order Half-Saint.
The cultivations of Half-Saint Xin Yun and Half-Saint Xin Yu were in the middle of the First Order Half-Saints.
Zhang Ruochen stared towards the Immortal Blood Race’s four Half-Saints, still looking extremely calm, and said, “Whether or not you throw yourselves into the net, it still depends, whether or not you have the ability to do so.”
“A mere cultivator of the Fish Dragon Realm dares to be so arrogant in front of the Immortal Blood Race’s Half-Saints. Old me can clean you up with just one hand.”
The Xin Yun Half-Saint looked quite angry as he took a step forward.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-red pattern emerged from the surface of his skin, and powerful Saint Qi surged out, and with a snort, it shook the black robe on his body into pieces, transforming it into a palm-sized piece of black debris that flew out.
On Xin Yun Half-Saint’s back, a pair of flesh wings over ten metres long quickly unfolded, revealing the true body of the Immortal Blood Clan.
In this instant, a gale with the smell of blood also blew in the territory of dozens of miles in a radius. The trees in the jungle kept swaying and making clattering sounds.
Feng Han’s hands were clasped in front of his chest, a look of readiness to watch a good show as he said, “Xin Yun Half-Saint, be careful, even though this person’s cultivation hasn’t reached the Half-Saint realm, his stance is incredibly fast, so don’t you dare to turn over a boat in the gutter.”
“Don’t worry Sixth Prince, a mere cultivator of the Fish Dragon Realm, I will definitely capture him handily.”
Xin Yun Half-Saint obviously did not place a human ant of the Fish Dragon Realm in his eyes, there were a total of six Immortal Blood Race Half-Saints present, even if he was faster, what was the use, but just a turtle in a jar.
The wings on his back, flapped back a bit, Xin Yun Half-Saint used the wind to perform his body method and dashed out like lightning.
With the realm of a Half-Saint, he crossed a distance of tens of feet in just an instant and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, stretching out a huge hand claw and grabbing it towards Zhang Ruochen’s right shoulder.
Zhang Ruochen took a step backward in the face of danger.
“Wow!”
Five sharp claws dragged out a three-foot-long flame glow, forming five crimson claw marks that swept past the front of Zhang Ruochen’s chest.
“This brat is really fast.”
Half-Saint Xin Yun was slightly taken aback, not expecting that his attack, at all, would actually fall short.
Just as he was taken aback, Zhang Ruochen slashed out with his sword at an even faster speed, dragging out dozens of sword qi, transforming into a rain of swords and striking at Half-Saint Xin Yun’s chest.
“Holy Soul Domain.”
Half-Saint Xin Yun’s battle experience was very rich, and his reaction was naturally extremely swift, sensing that it was not good, he immediately released his Holy Soul Domain.
At the same time, his arms lifted up and blocked forward.
Half-Saint Xin Yun’s arms wore two ancient black arm guards. As holy qi was injected into them, the two arm guards emitted a gurgling sound and gushed out strands of blood-red filaments of light, as if they were dense spider webs, intertwining to form a blood-red shield that was more than ten metres long, blocking it in front of him.
“Boom.”
The power of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword was so strong that it cut through the blood-red shield and struck on top of Xin Yun Half-Saint’s two black arm guards, striking a large spark.
On top of the sword, the powerful force that erupted out shocked Half-Saint Xin Yun flying a distance of thirty feet before he landed on the ground again, his feet completely plunged into the ground.
With his feet as the centre, the ground in a ten-foot radius emitted snapping cracks, and dozens of palm-width cracks appeared in the ground.
Half-Saint Xin Yun’s arms were aching and shaking unceasingly, and blood was actually flowing out from underneath his black arm guards.
In his eyes, there was a look of horror as he said, “How could a cultivator of the Fish Dragon Realm be so strong?”
Not far away, Feng Han’s eyes also shrunk slightly, revealing a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting that the young man in front of him was actually able to repel the Xin Yun Half-Saint.
In the Fish Dragon Realm, to be able to injure a First Order Half-Saint with just a sword, I’m afraid that only the Nine Great Realm Sons selected by the Human Race would have such a strong strength.
Zhang Ruochen crossed his sword, still standing next to the remains of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, and said, “The Immortal Blood Race’s Half-Saint is nothing more than that.”
Feng Han’s eyes chilled as he stared towards the four Immortal Blood Race’s Half-Saints, saying, “Half-Saint Xin Feng, Half-Saint Xin Lei, Half-Saint Xin Yun, and Half-Saint Xin Yu, set up a Heavenly Elephant Combination Attack Formation and make sure to suppress this person. Whoever is able to capture him alive, this emperor will reward him with the Xuan Gui Sword Saint’s Saint Origin.”
Only within the body of a Saint could a Saint Origin be cultivated.
The Nine Spectres Sword Saint’s sword had knocked the Xuan Gui Sword Saint’s soul out of his body, but the Saint Origin within his body was intact.
A half-saint who was able to completely refine a holy source and absorb the holy qi and knowledge from the holy source would have at least a fifty percent chance of becoming a saint.
A half-saint without a holy source might not be able to become a saint even out of a hundred.
A Saint Source was a shortcut to becoming a Saint.
From this, it could be seen how attractive a Saint Source was to a Half Saint, even if they had to fight their way to the top, they would still want to seize it.
The four Immortal Blood Race Demi-Saints showed their greed, their eyes completely turning blood-red as they stood in the darkness, appearing terrifying to all of them.
Feng Han once again commanded, “This place is very close to the Two Yi Sect, so you must fight quickly.”
Xin Feng, the eldest of the Four Great Half-Saints, said, “Don’t worry, Sixth Prince, with our four brothers joining forces, this son will surely die.”
The four great Half-Saints of the Immortal Blood Race stood in Zhang Ruochen’s four directions and released their Sacred Soul Domains at the same time.
“Wow!”
Four layers of blood-red light mist spread out quickly, forming four egg-shaped orbs of holy qi from afar.
Soon, the four domains connected as one, emitting a loud boom, and the gravity within the domains unexpectedly increased by ten times once again, reaching a strength only found in the Holy Soul Domain of a Second Stage Demi-Saint.
The four great Half-Saints mobilised the power within their bodies with all their might, causing a hundred mile radius to be completely wrapped up in a blood cloud. The surrounding grass and trees, once they came into contact with the blood aura, immediately emitted a giggling sound and quickly withered, becoming deathly pale.
Xin Yun’s face was quite hideous as he stared at Zhang Ruochen in the centre, saying, “With a thousand times gravity suppression, your speed, can you still be that fast?”
Zhang Ruochen looked at the Heavenly Elephant Combined Attack Formation in front of him, glanced towards Xin Yun, and said, “Don’t you know if you try it?”
After Xin Yun suffered a loss once, he stopped falling for it and snorted coldly, “Already caught in the Combined Attack Formation, your brat is actually still pretending, Big Brother and Second Brother, make a move together and waste his hands and feet first. Fourth sister, you stay and control the formation.”
Xin Feng Half-Saint, Xin Lei Half-Saint, and Xin Yun Half-Saint transformed into three blood-coloured silhouettes and attacked Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Because Zhang Ruochen had previously injured Half-Saint Xin Yun with a single sword strike, the three Half-Saints did not underestimate him and attacked with all their might, aiming to kill him with a single strike.
The White Bone Battle Blade in Half-Saint Xin Feng’s hand was made from the bones of a seventh-stage savage beast, the Dragon Vulture, polished. Inside the blade, there were three hundred and seventy-six inscriptions engraved on it, and after decades of refining, it was eventually transformed into a very powerful Hundred Stripe Sacred Artifact.
