The Half-Saints from the Ministry of Military Affairs also had some heartbeats, so all of them turned towards King Bu Qianfan, curious to know what kind of decision he would make?
Bu Qianfan already had a deep friendship with Zhang Ruochen, so it was naturally impossible for him to be an enemy of Zhang Ruochen.
“Does the Ministry of War need you group of evil devils to teach it how to do things?”
After saying this, Bu Qianfan mobilised the Saint Qi in his body, raised his painted halberd and took off, striking the halberd at Yin Xuan Ji on the back of the dragon corpse.
Bu Qianfan had already broken through to the Half-Saint realm, and with the powerful Immortal Saint Body, the strength that erupted from him was naturally quite powerful.
The Half-Saints of the Ministry of War, having no other choice, also struck out, launching attacks at the Half-Saints of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race.
Bu Qianfan had already made the stakes clear to them earlier, with their strength, it was impossible to capture Zhang Ruochen, instead, only by striking out to help Zhang Ruochen would they have a chance to leave the netherworld.
No one was willing to stay in the netherworld and wait for death, in order to live, it was natural to put up a fight.
It wasn’t too late to return to the Kunlun Realm and think about how to explain to the top.
Apart from the Ministry of War, the cultivators from the Black Market and other forces had also struck out their Saint Weapons and Martial Skills, laying down their ruthless hands to suppress all the Half-Saints of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and Ghost Raising Ancient Race.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the banks of the Corpse River and felt quite amused as he watched this scene.
Originally, he was all set to invite the Blood Moon Ghost King and have her take action to clean up Yin Xuan Ji and Feng Yinchan.
However, it did not occur to him that all of a sudden, so many unknown cultivators had appeared, all of them taking the initiative to be his fighters, beating the Demi-Saints of the Ghost Cultivating Ancient Race and Corpse Catching Ancient Race to a standstill.
“Boom!”
An old half-saint of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race suffered from six Saint Weapons in a row, and eventually couldn’t withstand them, his fleshly body was riddled with holes, and he died on the banks of the Corpse River.
“Princess, run away.”
Another Demon Raising Ancient Race’s Demi-Saint, in order to cover Feng Yinchan’s escape, suffered from three Demi-Saint’s palms in a row, and his entire body’s bones were shattered into powder as he collapsed to the ground.
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“Sometimes, why live, even enemies can become friends.”
Zhang Ruochen gently shook his head, and suddenly, his heart stirred as he comprehended something.
If the Great Tribulation was truly imminent, then, would all the major forces in the Kunlun Realm right now, whether it was the Black Market or the Demon Sect, all unite and fight together in order to survive?
Immediately after, he shook his head again.
Although, in the face of death, the crowd could indeed form a centripetal force. However, human nature was selfish, and in the end, it was truly the true meaning of eternity to rely on one’s own strong power.
Zhang Ruochen no longer paid attention to the chaotic battlefield and began to study the extreme wall of space above the Corpse River.
With the Holy Qi running, two divine seals emerged from one of his eye pupils.
The spatial structure above the Corpse River was all revealed before his eyes, as if they were densely packed silk threads that intertwined together to form rather complex patterns.
If it was before, even if Zhang Ruochen was able to observe the unique spatial structure here, I was afraid that there was nothing he could do.
Ever since he had comprehended the rules of space, Zhang Ruochen’s control over space had improved by a huge step. Thus, he stood on top of the Divine Demon Mouse’s head and began to carefully cross the river.
In the beginning, it was smooth sailing, but when he reached the centre of the Corpse River, the spatial structure became more complex, and even Zhang Ruochen felt quite tricky.
The first crossing of the river was declared a failure, and Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to retreat.
By this time, the battle by the Corpse River had already ended, and all of the older Half-Saints from the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race were killed in battle, with only Feng Yinchan and Yin Xuanji escaping.
The crowd didn’t bother chasing after them.
As long as they were unable to return to the Kunlun Realm, sooner or later, they would die in the netherworld.
In three days, Zhang Ruochen made seven attempts in a row and finally overcame the difficulties and managed to reach the other side of the Corpse River.
“It worked, it finally worked, we’ve returned to the Kunlun Realm.”The Divine Demon Mouse was so excited that it howled in excitement.
Zhang Ruochen also let out a long breath and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, after which, he once again rode the Divine Demon Mouse, crossed the Corpse River, and returned to the netherworld, preparing to pick up Mu Lingshi and Xiao Hei.
Earlier, he had also only attempted to cross the river, which had great risks, so he did not bring along Mu Lingshi and Xiao Hei.
Since he had succeeded once, the next time, Zhang Ruochen had it in mind.
The body of the Divine Demon Mouse became seven zhang long, transforming into a giant black mouse. Zhang Ruochen stood at its head position, while Little Black and Mu Lingshi, stood at its back.
Other than that, all the other cultivators, all of whom were using floating corpses as boats, followed closely behind Zhang Ruochen.
For these people, Zhang Ruochen didn’t have any good feelings, nor did he loathe them, after all, they were also trying to survive.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen acquiesced to them following behind and brought them back to the Kunlun Realm together, which was also considered to be taking up a good karma.
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Yin Xuan Ji and Feng Yin Cicada stood at a higher position in the netherworld, and both of them were seriously injured.
Especially Yin Xuan Ji, even with the protection of the Great Sage Shroud, his body was still shattered by a large portion, losing most of his life, and being able to survive was simply a miracle.
They looked at the crowd that was crossing the Corpse River, a look of indignation appearing in their eyes.
“If I am able to return to the Kunlun Realm, I will definitely refine Zhang Ruochen into a Corpse Slave and make him endure the torture of the Eighteen Layers of Hell daily.”Yin Xuanji said.
He counted all his hatred on Zhang Ruochen.
Feng Yinchan’s eyes were filled with a look of exhaustion and despair as he said, “It’s just a pity that we will never be able to go back again, and it won’t be long before we die in the netherworld.”
“Not necessarily.”
Yin Xuan Ji’s hands, cupped into claw shapes, pierced into his eyes.
His entire body trembled as blood kept gushing out of his eye sockets, and a low roar came out of his mouth. A moment later, he gouged out the two cyan-coloured eyeballs and held them in the palms of his hands.
The two eyeballs, like two beads, were completely wrapped in green-coloured flames, emitting two powerful ghostly auras.
“This is a ghost artefact obtained by my clan’s ancestor, named the Green-eyed Blue-blooded Bead. I refined it into my eyes, originally to cultivate the Blue Blood Sutra, and now, I’m afraid that I need to use it in order to return to the Kunlun Realm.”Yin Xuan Ji said.
In Feng Yin Cicada’s eyes, a joyful look appeared and he said, “With the help of it, you can return to the Kunlun Realm?”
“That’s right.”
Yin Xuan Ji added, “However, we have to pay a huge price, and we really don’t want to use it until it’s absolutely necessary.”
“What price?”
“We have to give up our physical bodies and hide our holy souls inside the Green-eyed Blue-blooded Bead before we can cross the Corpse River and return to the Kunlun Realm. After returning, we will have to find a new physical body and use the secret technique of borrowing a corpse to return the soul, so that we can ‘live’. Even so, there is a great risk, and if we are not careful, our souls will be scattered.”
Feng Yin Cicada received one of the green-eyed blue blood beads, her eyes were very cold and sharp as she said, “As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we always have to go and put up a fight. When we return to the Kunlun Realm, we will complain if there are grievances and avenge if there are grudges.”
“Wow…”
The holy souls of Yin Xuan Ji and Feng Yin Cicada detached from their bodies and flew into the two green-eyed blue blood beads.
Subsequently, one of Feng Yin Cicada’s ghost servants, carrying the two green-eyed blue blood beads, immediately flew in the direction of the Corpse River, and soon reached the opposite side of the Corpse River.
The green-eyed blue blood beads, being a ghost artefact, were fundamentally different from holy artefacts, and thus, they were not blocked by the extreme walls of space.
