“Rise.”
Zhang Ruochen’s arm rolled, releasing the Spatial Domain, wrapping around Mu Lingshi and Han Qiu, performing a Spatial Shift, and disappearing into the centre of the street.
With a rumbling sound, the thick white pillar of light struck the ground.
A powerful shockwave, like white ripples, quickly spread in all directions.
The stone slabs on the street, shattered apart and turned into pieces again in an instant.
Immediately after, the surrounding buildings, rapidly collapsed downwards, and a moment later, one-fifth of the entire urban area of God’s Terrace City, all sank into the ground, lifting up a large area of grey-black dust.
In midair, a circle of tiny ripples manifested.
The figures of Zhang Ruochen, Mu Lingshi, and Han Qiu emerged from the centre of the ripples and landed on top of a crumbling tower.
The three of them looked downwards, only to see that a huge sinkhole had appeared in the centre of the city.
Fortunately, the attack from the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon had struck the ground, so one could imagine what the consequences would have been if, just now, that attack had landed on their bodies.
“Is this the destructive power caused by the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon?”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes narrowed as a strong throb arose in his heart.
Knowing that the Divine Platform City was a city that the outer disciples of the Two Element Sect used to trade with each other, there were many defensive formations arranged in the city and underground.
Although, the vast majority of the formations in the Divine Platform City had been damaged, however, the foundation of the city was still very strong, and it was never easy to cause this level of damage.
“Swoosh!”
With a wave of Zhang Ruochen’s sleeve, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword transformed into a ray of dark light and flew out, punching the heaven and earth aura to the point that it concave outwards and rushed into the white mist.
“Good timing.”
Cao Feng once again injected his Saint Qi into the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon, and from the mouth of the cannon barrel, a pillar of light gushed out, striking in the direction of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
He wanted to use the power of the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon to destroy Zhang Ruochen’s battle soldier.
Zhang Ruochen’s mind moved, and the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword suddenly surged upwards, appearing above Cao Feng’s head, and swung the sword downwards.
Sword Qi, like a curtain of water, poured down from mid-air.
Cao Feng knew that Zhang Ruochen was not easy to deal with, so he never underestimated him.
However, Zhang Ruochen’s attack power was still far beyond his expectations. As a last resort, Cao Feng could only abandon the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon and made a sharp dash forward, fleeing the top of the city wall like a ray.
“Stab!”
The powerful sword qi split the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon in two.
In the centre of the city wall, a three feet wide crack appeared, extending all the way to the ground. Even on the ground, a long sword mark appeared.
Han Chu had already been stunned, the battle before him had completely reached the Half-Saint level, the slightest mishap would cause a city to go up in smoke.
The Kunlun Realm had long had a clear rule prohibiting Half-Saints from fighting in the city, for fear that the terrifying power of the Half-Saints would injure innocent humans.
Even so, every year, there would still be some sketchy Half-Saints who didn’t obey the court’s decree, causing some cities to turn into ruins.
As a result, the imperial court would set up city protection arrays in every city.
In some important cities, defence formations were even placed underneath the ground in every street, and once the impact of the ground reached a certain level, the defence formations would automatically turn on.
In this way, only then could the losses be minimised.
Therefore, the fights of the major powers were usually resolved by sending the younger generation of disciples first, and none of the powers would take the initiative to initiate a Half-Saint level fight until all else fails.
Cao Feng landed on the ground and saw that the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon was damaged by the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
One had to know that the resources spent on refining an Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon was enough to cultivate two Half-Saints. He had lost an Earth Martial Sacred Light Cannon to save his life, and even if he survived, he would be judged by the Ministry of Military Affairs.
Only by capturing Zhang Ruochen could he perhaps make up for his mistake.
“Sevenfold Xuan Ice Palm.”
Cao Feng once again unleashed his Saint Soul, mobilising heaven and earth aura and condensing it towards his palms.
The air of the entire Divine Terrace City, in an instant, became very cold, and in mid-air, flakes of snow, drifted down.
The powerful palm imprint slapped towards Zhang Ruochen with a sweeping momentum.
Zhang Ruochen also slapped out a palm, and in the palm print, it was as if there were shadows of fire dragons and fire elephants, dispersing the cold air and causing Cao Feng to spit out blood from his mouth, and fall into the large pit in the city.
Cao Feng flew up from the pit, cloaked and covered in dust, wanting to attack Zhang Ruochen again.
“Stop.”?Wan Ji chided, saying, “Back off, you are not his opponent.”?Cao Feng was indeed extremely injured, his legs went limp and he half-kneeled on the ground, then, he took an elixir and began to heal his injuries.
Wan Ji’s gaze, stared over towards Zhang Ruochen and said, “With a cultivation level of the Fish Dragon Realm, he was able to defeat Cao Feng, and moreover, he still appears to be at ease. Zhang Ruochen, your strength should already be able to contend with a Third Order Half-Saint, right?”
“With your cultivation, you still can’t see through my strength?”Zhang Ruochen asked rhetorically.
Although, on Wan Ji’s face, there was no emotional fluctuation, yet, a strong vibration was born in his heart.
The strength that Zhang Ruochen had displayed was too astonishing; even back then, when Wan Zhaoyi was at the peak of the Fish Dragon Ninth Transformation, he was slightly weaker than him.
One must know that Wan Zhaoyi was known as, in the previous hundred years, the most outstanding genius of the Kunlun Realm.
Since the Wan Clan had already come to the opposite side of Zhang Ruochen, then, they absolutely could not allow Zhang Ruochen to grow up as well. Right now, it was the best time to get rid of Zhang Ruochen.
A killing intent appeared in Wan Ji’s eyes.
Immediately after, Wan Ji unleashed the Sacred Soul Domain, releasing it, centering on his feet and spreading outwards quickly.
“Not good.”?
Zhang Ruochen’s face, became quite sullen as his hands unfolded, causing the spatial domain to rapidly shrink, and in the end, it shrunk to a size of only three zhang in diameter.
Wan Ji’s Sacred Soul Domain collided with Zhang Ruochen’s Spatial Domain, instantly sending the three of them, Zhang Ruochen, flying out.
However, the spatial domain did not shatter and still tightly protected the three of them.
What was the most terrifying thing about a Half-Saint?
It was the Holy Soul Domain.
A First Order Half-Saint’s Holy Soul Domain that landed on a cultivator of the Ninth Transformation of the Fish Dragon could cause a hundred times gravity suppression.
The gravity suppression of a Second Order Half-Saint’s Saint Soul Domain on a Fish Dragon Ninth Transformation cultivator could reach a thousand times.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen, Mu Lingshi, and Han Qiu, all possessed special physiques that allowed them to perform Dharma Phases, so if they had only encountered a Second Order Half-Saint, the opponent’s Holy Soul Domain wouldn’t be able to affect them at all.
However, Wan Ji was definitely not as simple as a First Order Half-Saint or Second Order Half-Saint, according to Zhang Ruochen’s speculation, this person’s cultivation had at least reached the Seventh Order Half-Saint, or even stronger.
He didn’t even need to make a move, he only needed to use the Sacred Soul Domain to suppress the Fish Dragon Realm cultivator to death.
Wan Ji stared at Zhang Ruochen’s body, revealing a strange expression as he said, “The power of space, it is indeed subtle, actually able to resist this King’s Holy Soul Domain, it is somewhat interesting.”
Under the enormous pressure, Zhang Ruochen also put in his best effort before the spatial domain could hold up.
If, Wan Ji’s cultivation was a bit stronger, I’m afraid that the spatial domain, too, would not be able to withstand the pressure of his Holy Soul Domain.
Seeing the beads of sweat continuously rolling down Zhang Ruochen’s forehead, Wan Ji smiled slightly, “It’s just a pity that your cultivation is too weak, even if you are able to control the spatial power, you won’t be able to make much of a wave.”?Not wanting to continue talking nonsense with Zhang Ruochen, Wan Ji took a step forward and his body transformed into a series of shadows, appearing at the edge of the spatial domain.
“Giggle!”
Wan Ji’s palm, completely wrapped in Saint Qi, slowly probed into the spatial domain and struck at Zhang Ruochen’s head.
Right at this moment, Wan Ji saw a bizarre smile emerge on Zhang Ruochen’s face.
To die at the end of one’s life, and you still have a smile on your face?
Suddenly, a black elixir appeared between Zhang Ruochen’s two fingers and quickly struck towards Wan Ji.
“Boom!”
The black elixir burst apart, turning into a ball of Death Evil Qi that wrapped Wan Ji’s palm.
The corrosive power of the Death Evil Qi was extremely strong, quickly penetrating Wan Ji’s Saint Qi and invading the meridians in his body.
Wan Ji’s face changed and he immediately fell backwards and, as fast as he could, sealed the meridians of his right arm to prevent the Death Evil Qi from spreading throughout his body along with the meridians.
It had to be said that Wan Ji was indeed battle-hardened, and it was almost impossible to assassinate him.
Of course, being able to make him suffer a small loss was already quite difficult, so Zhang Ruochen naturally had to take advantage of the victory.
“Sword Three.”
Holding the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, Zhang Ruochen travelled forward and charged, stabbing the sword with all his might.
Thousands and thousands of sword qi, erupted out and converged together again, fusing with the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
Immediately, Wan Ji stopped his steps and did not make a move, he just stood in place, condensing the holy qi in his body into his chest.
The tip of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, which was still three feet away from Wan Ji’s chest, was blocked by an invisible force, and was unable to proceed any further.
“Boom!”
A mountainous force, which was capable of destroying the sea, gushed out from Wan Ji’s body, sending Zhang Ruochen flying backward.
Zhang Ruochen landed back on the ground, half-kneeling, propping up his body with his sword as blood continued to gush out from his palms, flowing down the body of the sword and dripping onto the ground.
