The black earthenware jar was extremely rough, and on its surface, there was even a dry cracked line.
However, it was such an ordinary clay pot that had taken a Ghost King in.
Not only was Zhang Ruochen the only one, but some of the cultivators hidden in the shadows were also quite surprised.
“Could …… that be the legendary Soul Regaining Sacred Jar?”
“Very likely, it is said that the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar was refined by a Great Saint Ancestor of the Ghost Cultivating Ancient Clan, and has been passed down from the Middle Ages to the present day.”
“The Great Sage of Heart Eater?”
“That should be correct, only a figure like the Heart Devouring Great Sage would be able to refine the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar.”
The Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar was ranked eighteenth in the Thousand Stripes Sacred Artifact Spectrum, which was higher than the ranking of the Monstrous Sword, and not only was it able to take in undead souls, but it could also extract the souls of the living as well, making it a rather formidable and ferocious artefact.
The Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar had only just taken the Blood Moon Ghost King inside, when the jar shook violently, and within it, there was a “bang bang” sound of impact.
“A two-jacked Ghost King, still wanting to escape from the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar?”
Saint Shiva snorted coldly and pinched his finger, a drop of holy blood overflowed and flew out, hitting the top of the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar. Immediately, on the surface of the jar, a blood-red pattern emerged, suppressing the Blood Moon Ghost King in the jar.
Just as Saint Shiva suppressed the Blood Moon Ghost King, Zhang Ruochen used his Sword Intent to call back the Monstrous Heavenly Sword and stowed it away in his spatial ring.
The cultivators of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan and the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan did not make any moves to stop it.
After all, in their view, Zhang Ruochen was like a turtle in a jar, and it was already difficult to escape.
In addition to the three Saints, some Half-Saints from the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Rearing Ancient Race had also appeared, a total of more than a dozen of them, and stood at the edge of the magma ocean, each one of them exuding an extremely strong aura of power.
Aside from Yin Xuanji and Feng Yincicada, all of the rest were old-generation Hegemons whose lifespans were about to end, having lived for at least two hundred years.
Feng Yinchan’s eyes narrowed as he laughed, “Zhang Ruochen, why don’t you tie your hands and continue resisting, there is no longer any meaning.”
Zhang Ruochen was a Time and Space Successor and had cultivated into the Five Elements Chaotic Body, to the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan, he, as a person, was a huge asset.
The Ghost Raising Ancient Clan had researched the soul quite thoroughly and could use a secret method to seize Zhang Ruochen’s physical body.
If the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan were to give birth to a temporal heir with the Five Elements Chaotic Body, it would definitely be able to lead the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan to prosperity.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, looking around, was filled with the old-generation powerhouses of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan and the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan, and the strength of any one of them was not below him.
The eyes of those people were either teasing or pitying, as if Zhang Ruochen was already meat on their plates and could only be slaughtered at their mercy.
“What if I don’t fold my hands?”
Although, in a rather passive situation, Zhang Ruochen did not compromise and appeared very calm.
“Respectfully refusing to take the penalty.”
Not bothering to talk nonsense with Zhang Ruochen, the Piety Saint directly stretched out a dry and skinny arm, passing through dozens of miles of space and grabbing towards Zhang Ruochen’s.
He was using the martial art of “Fetching Objects from Space”, and had already cultivated this martial art to the peak of perfection, so that even if they were separated by a hundred miles, he would be able to grab back what he wanted with just a gentle reach.
“Puffing.”
Above Zhang Ruochen’s head, the rules of the Holy Dao were rapidly weaving in and out, condensing into a black palm that was more than twenty metres long and grabbed downwards.
As Zhang Ruochen was about to be captured by the Blighted Dong Saint, at that moment, a greenish-coloured pillar of light surged out from the bottom of the large pit at the centre of the magma ocean.
In the pillar of light, it contained a very dense Life Qi.
In the next moment, on the shores of the magma lake, amongst the cracks of the rocks, cyan-coloured blades of grass unexpectedly grew, growing at an extremely fast speed, transforming into vines, flowers, and shrubs.
The deadly Ghost God Valley, in an instant, became full of spring.
At the same time, a sword qi flew out from somewhere, directly shattering the large hand that the Pressed Dong Saint had gathered.
The sword qi did not dissipate and continued to fly out forwards.
“Surprisingly, there are still experts.”
The blank face of the Holy Spirit of the Dong Sage changed slightly, and he immediately shot out three defensive talismans, coalescing them into three layers of light shields in front of him.
Each layer of light shield was three feet thick.
Normally, he would only need to use one defensive talisman to defuse a crisis.
At this time, the reason why, he had struck out three talismans in a row, was also because the power of that sword qi was just too powerful, giving him a feeling that, it was difficult to resist.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
With a series of three explosions, the light shields condensed by the three defensive talismans were pierced through by the sword qi in a matter of moments.
The sword qi chopped into the body of the Saint Dong Sage, chopping off his right arm.
A large amount of holy blood gushed out from the Dong Sage’s body. A low, miserable cry escaped from the mouth of the Saint Saint Dong, and he flew out backwards, falling into the ocean of magma.
This scene just now was too astonishing, shocking many people.
“What a powerful sword, I’m afraid that only a Sword Saint would be able to exert such power.”
“Sage Dong has been a saint for hundreds of years, his own strength is quite profound, unless Sword Saint Xuan Gui comes back to life, otherwise, who could chop off his arm with a single sword?”
“I’ve long guessed that Zhang Ruochen still has cards, so it turns out that behind him, there is another backer who is so powerful.”
……
Just as the crowd was speculating, Zhang Ruochen’s face revealed a look of ecstasy as his eyes looked towards the centre of the magma ocean.
An outstanding silhouette slowly walked out from the green-coloured mist.
Seeing that silhouette, Zhang Ruochen’s eyes became a little moist and his body couldn’t help but tremble as he knelt down on one knee, “Master …… Honour ……”
Before he could kneel down, the Xuan Gui Sword Saint lifted his imaginary hand, and in the next moment, appeared in front of him, helping him up. The pair of incomparably deep eyes of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint carefully surveyed Zhang Ruochen with a rather complicated expression.
The person who had died, came back to life, even with the state of mind of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, all sorts of inexplicable emotions were born, bewildered, touched, marvelled, and ultimately, changed into calmness.
Having been a person for two lifetimes, he was naturally able to remain unperturbed.
The Xuan Gui Sword Saint’s hand, patted Zhang Ruochen’s shoulder and said, “Good boy, you should step back first, and leave the rest to Master.”
In Zhang Ruochen’s heart, there were a thousand words, but he still held back and retreated, standing behind the Xuan Gui Sword Saint.
It was already a miracle amongst miracles for Master Teacher to be able to come back to life.
The cultivators of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan and the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan were all shocked that someone who had died had actually come back to life.
They had been in contact with ghosts and corpses for years, so they were naturally able to distinguish whether the Xuan Gui Sword Saint was a human or a ghost.
There wasn’t a trace of a dead aura on the Xuan Gui Sword Saint’s body, instead, the aura of life emanating from him exceeded that of a normal person by thousands of times.
The original white hair had turned into green hair.
All the wrinkles on his face also disappeared, looking like a middle-aged man in his forties.
“Wow!”
The Fairy Dong Saint rushed out from the middle of the magma ocean and landed on the ground, although, with a broken arm, he still exuded a strong Saint Qi.
Only, when he saw the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, he was nonetheless shocked, saying, “How is that possible?”
A circle of life light surged out around the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, saying, “Blindness, how dare you lay your hands on this Saint’s disciple, do you really think that this Saint is already dead?”
The Blighted Dong Saint took a deep breath and grunted coldly, “It must have been Zhang Ruochen who helped you find the Resurrection Pill, no wonder that brat wanted to stop us here, so it was to buy time for you.”
“What, regret?”The Xuan Gui Sword Saint said.
The Shiva Saint said, “Pressed Dong, don’t talk too much with him, he’s only just come back to life and hasn’t fully absorbed the medicinal power of the Resurrection Pill yet. Let’s take this opportunity to join forces and suppress him. Perhaps, we can even boil down the Rising Death Pill from within his corpse.”
With that, Saint Shiva struck the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar out.
In the jar, a ghost flew out, and among them, there were four ghosts whose auras were quite powerful, comparable to four Ghost Kings. Controlling four Ghost Kings was already the limit of Saint Shiva.
The Blood Moon Ghost King hadn’t been refined by the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar yet, so she took this opportunity to escape from the jar, turning into a ghostly smoke and landing on the ground, looking rather weak.
Saint Shiva was going all out to deal with Sword Saint Xuan Gui, and didn’t have the time, to suppress her again.
At the same time, the Fairy Dong Saint and the man in the violet-gold armour both cast their respective undercards and struck out holy arts, attacking the Xuan Gui Sword Saint from the side.
The destruction caused by the three great Saints striking at the same time was naturally quite astonishing, and the cliffs and hills in the Ghost God Valley all crumbled with a roaring sound.
Zhang Ruochen was quite worried, after all, the Xuan Gui Sword Saint had only just awakened, and had definitely not reached his peak state, and might not be able to block the attacks of the three Great Saints. Not to mention, the other party also had the Soul Regenerating Sacred Jar in their grasp.
Thus, he took out the Monstrous Sword and wanted to hand it to the Xuan Gui Sword Saint.
The Xuan Gui Sword Saint, however, gently shook his head, a confident expression on his face as he took a step forward and appeared in the void. He used his hand as a sword and slashed forwards.
The sword energy was like a ten-mile-long waterfall, dropping down from the dome of the sky and striking the bodies of the two Saints of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race.
“Pfft.”
The pious Saint Body only supported them for a split second before their fleshly bodies crumbled and turned into a cloud of blood mist. Within the blood mist, there were shattered Saint Bones that crashed to the ground.
The Saint wearing purple-gold armour also screamed miserably as his armour shattered and blood dripped from his entire body as he crashed down from the sky.
On the ground, a large pit appeared, along with a shattered corpse.
In just one strike, two Saint Masters fell.
