Yin Xuanji said, “I’m stronger than you, so what I say is the rule.”
“”First, you hand back the Divine Obstinacy Fruit to me. Second, hand over the treasures you dug out of the magma ocean. When you complete these two points, I will give you the third rule.”
Zhang Ruochen played with the dragon horn in his hand and said, “There is a third rule?”
This time, it was a woman’s voice that was replying to Zhang Ruochen, “You are a Space-Time Transmitter, and you are surely able to cross the Corpse River’s Spatial Extreme Wall. As long as you take us back to the Kunlun Realm, we can let you live.”
The voice could be heard, but her figure could not be seen.
One could only feel that there was a sinister wind that blew over the magma ocean.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes slanted, his arm swung violently, and the Dragon Horn in his hand was like an arrow off the string, instantly erupting several times the speed of sound.
Roughly forty feet away from Zhang Ruochen, a roar resounded.
A chariot made from the white bones of humans and savage beasts was revealed in mid-air, and the sharp dragon horn pierced through the chariot, shattering it into pieces, turning it into pieces of broken bones that fell to the ground.
A woman with a black veil, flew out from the white bone chariot, looking quite distressed, her robes were pierced through, leaving a huge hole in her body.
This woman, was the princess of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan, Feng Yinchan.
At the same time, she was also Yin Xuan Ji’s fiancée.
In Feng Yinchan’s hand, she held a grey-black ghost streamer as she floated down to the ground, staring at Zhang Ruochen with great anger, saying, “Zhang Ruochen, you dare to attack me?”
“Swoosh.”
The Dragon Horn flew round in mid-air, then flew back and landed into Zhang Ruochen’s hand.
Zhang Ruochen held the dragon horn and appeared quite calm as he said, “I don’t like to talk to people who hide their heads and tails, as for your rules, I still recognise them quite well. However, since it’s the strongest of the strong who set the rules, shouldn’t we decide who’s in charge after the battle?”
“What? You’re not convinced?”
A powerful holy might emanated from Yin Xuan Ji’s body as he added, “Don’t think that you’re great just because you were able to fight me to a draw last time. To tell you the truth, for our Corpse Catching Ancient Clan, the most powerful strength is the battle corpses we refine. Our own strength is secondary. When it comes to truly fighting, you are still far from it.”
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, glanced towards the three war corpses beside Yin Xuanji and said indifferently, “How can we know the outcome without trying?”
Yin Xuan Ji’s body, although wrapped in white cloth, could still be seen, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
“Since you’re not convinced, I can only use my absolute strength to beat you into submission.”
Yin Xuan Ji appeared extraordinarily strong, taking out one of the bells at his waist and gently shaking it.
Instantly, a war corpse with three heads and six arms let out a hiss and spat out a large amount of corpse qi from its mouth.
Its legs curled slightly, and with a bang, it jumped up from the back of the dragon corpse and landed on the opposite side of Zhang Ruochen.
This battle corpse was a super battle corpse refined from three Half-Saint battle corpses, with six arms, each holding a Hundred Stripe Sacred Weapon, which were a sword, an axe, a bead, a seal, a tower, and a tripod.
The six Saint Weapons all carried an ancient flavour, and within them, a large number of inscriptions were interwoven, emitting Saint Force that shook the hard rocks on the ground, cracking them and spreading them continuously into the distance.
Zhang Ruochen’s heart secretly said, “It is truly possible that this inheritor of the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan has broken into the tomb of a great saint, otherwise, it would not be possible to equip a battle corpse with so many Saint Weapons.”
The sound of a bell rang once again.
One of the arms of that three-headed, six-armed war corpse swung forward, dragging out a hundreds of metres long sword qi, like a giant wall of sword qi, splitting the ground into two halves.
The sword energy continued to rush out forwards, all the way to Zhang Ruochen’s body.
The power that erupted from just this sword was also more powerful than an average Third Stage Half Saint.
Only, such a powerful piece of sword qi had just rushed to Zhang Ruochen’s face before it gradually dissipated and finally disappeared completely, not even breaking through Zhang Ruochen’s protective astral aura.
“How could this happen?”Yin Xuanji was quite surprised.
The full force of a Third Order Half-Saint’s sword, even he was unable to dissolve it so easily.
The princess of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan, Feng Yin Cicada, stood in the distance so she could see it more clearly, and reminded, “That sword qi was dissolved by the spatial domain, and only by piercing through the spatial domain can he be suppressed.”
Yin Xuan Ji snorted coldly, and the bell in his hand, shook even more intensely.
The war corpse with three heads and six arms emitted crackling sounds from within its body, and its body directly grew five or six times taller, becoming the size of a small mountain, and its six giant arms stretched out at the same time as if it was trying to tear this piece of heaven and earth apart.
As the Corpse Qi surged throughout his body, the six Saint Weapons emitted a piercing light, as if they had transformed into six blazing suns, with a brilliant atmosphere and light that shone ten thousand fathoms, as they flew out towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen’s two hands extended out at the same time, mobilising the spatial cracks above the magma ocean, a total of seven or eight of them, and simultaneously struck at the body of that three-headed, six-armed war corpse.
“Stab!”
That war corpse’s body, in an instant, turned into dozens of sections, and then, it was caught in the spatial rift and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
The six Saint Weapons, having lost control, were naturally collected by Zhang Ruochen with ease.
After the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword absorbed the six Saint Weapons, the interior of the sword body grew by more than a hundred inscriptions, one step closer to a Thousand Stripes Saint Weapon.
Although, the Divine Corpse had been taken away by the Deadly Zen Old Ancestor, this piece of space, however, had not completely regained its stability, and there were still many spatial cracks and spatial vortexes, floating in mid-air.
For other cultivators, this was quite a dangerous place.
However, for Zhang Ruochen, he had a huge advantage in fighting people here. Even if someone stronger than him came here, they would be suppressed by him.
After losing a powerful battle corpse and six Saint Weapons, even Yin Xuanji was so angry that he spat out blood. That was a huge fortune, comparable to the combined wealth of a deep-rooted Half-Saint family.
“Zhang Ruochen, you have angered me.”
Yin Xuanji clenched his teeth, the muscles of his entire body tensed up, and the Corpse Qi on his body, became even thicker, and at the top of his head, it condensed into a cloud of Corpse Qi.
Because, the aura that erupted from his body was simply too strong, propping up the space around him with a shattered pattern.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, stared towards Feng Yinchan again, saying, “Want to go together?”
“Zhang Ruochen, you are the most arrogant amongst the men I have seen. Do you really think that you can be invincible just because you can mobilise the power of space?”
Obviously, Feng Yincicada was also quite angry and swung the ghost streamer in his hand.
“Whew!”
A large strand of ghost qi flew out from the ghost streamer.
Every strand of ghost qi that landed on the ground would condense into a ghost soldier in armour. A total of eight thousand ghost soldiers, gathered together, arrayed in front of her, condensing a powerful might.
Among them, there were eight ghost soldiers, who even condensed a substantial ghost body and were the most powerful, being the eight Unconventional Commanders.
The most powerful point of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race was right here, being able to manipulate a large number of war corpses and ghost soldiers.
A Corpse Catching Demi-Saint and Ghost Raising Demi-Saint could be worth several, or even dozens of Demi-Saints.
