Pitch-black demonic clouds covered the sky, and the cold night rain dripped incessantly.
Raindrops could pierce through mountains and the hardest rocks.
BANG!
Lightning would occasionally streak across the sky like a bright sky blade, traversing thousands of miles before dissipating into nothingness.
This land, which was unknown whether it was Buddhist land or the demonâs domain, had become even more dangerous.
Moyin, Lady Wind, Lord Bladehell, Yue Tinghai, and Lord Sinluo stood in a Cloaking Array not far from the Reclining Buddha Hill. They were looking at the Dracopent Temple from afar.
They did not follow Zhang Ruochen into the temple but hid at the foot of the mountain.
Lord Bladehellâs face was gloomy and his eyes were deep. He said, âSix hours have passed.â
âZhang Ruochen is still too reckless. If he takes us into the copper temple, the danger will be reduced a lot. How can he fight against Que, Lan Ying, and Yan Huangtu alone?â Lady Wind sighed softly, wearing a golden veil.
Even if Zhang Ruochen defeated Wujiang, she still did not think that he had the strength to fight against Que, Lan Ying, and Yan Huangtu.
It is not so easy to achieve the impossible.
Yue Tinghai said in a low voice, âMaybe he doesnât want to take us with him. After all, the Bright Kannati and the Buddhaâs sarira can only be shared by themselves, not equally.â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?â.
Lord Sinluo growled and took a step forward, ready to teach Yue Tinghai a lesson.
Moyin raised her hand gently and stopped Lord Sinluo, she smiled and said, âEven if my master wants to take the Bright Kannati and the Buddhaâs sarira for himself, itâs because he can take them. If you go, Yan Zhexian can kill you without the help of Yan Huangtu. What right do you have to talk about my master? Havenât you kneeled enough?â
Yue Tinghai was the number one powerhouse in the Puresky Clan and was obeyed by tens of thousands of people. He felt proud and said, âWho do you think you are? You are just Zhang Ruochenâs servant. Do you have the right to criticize me?â
Moyinâs expression was seductive. She licked her red lips and looked at Yue Tinghai as if she were eating
Lord Bladehell knew very well how terrifying Moyinâs cultivation was. He moved sideways and stopped between them, he smiled apologetically and said, âMiss Moyin, we havenât heard anything from Zhang Ruochen. Weâre all worried about his safety. Please think of the bigger picture. Donât lower yourself to his level.
âHurry up and apologize to Ms. Moyin.â
The more Yue Tinghai learned about the Saint Devourerâs power, the more he despised it.
With the Yanluo clanâs arrangement in the Dracopent Temple and the monstrous strength of Que, Lan Ying, Yan Huangtu, and the others, Zhang Ruochen, in Yue Tinghaiâs opinion, would most likely not be able to come out alive if he barged in alone.
As long as Zhang Ruochen died, the Saint Devourer would die too. What was there to be afraid of?
However, Yue Tinghai still had to give face to Lord Bladehell.
Yue Tinghai cupped his hands and said perfunctorily, âI was not careful with my words just now. Please forgive me, Ms. Moyin.â
Lord Bladehell quickly tried to smooth things over. He smiled and said, âYou should know how terrifying Zhang Ruochenâs opponent is today. We are all very worried. After waiting for a long time, we will inevitably become impatient. It is human nature.â
âYou do things flawlessly,â Moyin said coldly.
âSince you all know how powerful Que, Lan Ying, Yan Huangtu, and the others are, you should understand my master didnât take you there because he didnât want you to die,â she said, turning to face the crowd at Dracopent Temple.
Moyinâs words left Lord Bladehell, Yue Tinghai, and Lady Wind speechless.
They were indeed top-notch powerhouses below the Thousand-Koan Realm. However, if Zhang Ruochen really brought them to break into the Dracopent Temple, they would be more or less afraid.
After all, fighting for top-class treasures would definitely lead to a life-and-death battle.
They were in great danger of dying in a life-and-death battle with powerhouses at the levels of Que, Lan Ying, and Yan Huangtu.
Lady Wind said, âYan Huangtu and The Eight Sons of Life and Death have entered the temple. Yan Zhexian and Xi have set up an inescapable net around the copper temple. However, they are targeting the powerhouse in the temple. They donât know that we have also come to the home planet of the Yanluo clan.
âI think we can take this opportunity to break the Yanluo clanâs plan first. This way, once Zhang Ruochen escapes, he can leave smoothly.â
Lord Bladehell shook his head, âNo! There were over 200 Supreme Saints of the Yanluo clan outside the copper temple, including top powerhouses like Yan Zhexian and Xi. At most, we can only break through their formation for a while. Soon, they will be able to rearrange their formation.
âI think we must attack from the inside and outside at the most appropriate time to truly break through the formation of the Yanluo clan.â
Lady Wind and Lord Bladehell looked at Moyin, wondering what she would decide. âI agree with Lord Bladehell. Wait for my masterâs signal!â Moyin said.
Yue Tinghaiâs eyes sparkled, âWe canât do it without a backup plan. If Zhang Ruochen dies in the copper temple, the Yanluo clan cultivators will immediately establish formations on their own planet. By then, it will be too late for us to think about how to leave.â
Even Lord Bladehell and Lady Wind didnât dare to ignore this problem.
If Zhang Ruochen died in battle, the plan of the Immortal Vampires to fight for the first place among the ten clans would fall through. They had to think of a way to escape from the Yanluo clanâs home planet.
âIf you want to escape, hurry up and leave. I wonât stop you,â Moyin said coldly.
Yue Tinghai wanted to leave, but he was afraid that Zhang Ruochen would escape alive. When the time came for Zhang Ruochen to settle the score, Yue Tinghai wouldnât have a good ending
Yan Wushen released the Bridge of Vaitarnaâs true vessel. Just one part of it suppressed the space, making it difficult for Zhang Ruochen to move.
On the other side, The Eight Sons of Life and Death formed The Indestructible Great Array to trap the heavily injured Que. Waves of attack power shot out, turning into an ocean of energy that swallowed Queâs body.
Yan Huangtu faced Lan Ying again.
Lan Ying had lost a significant amount of chaotic energy, Qi of Slaughter, and Divine Qi in the previous battle. It could be said that his vitality had been greatly damaged.
Lan Yingâs attack power had greatly decreased although he had the Sword of Asura as his body. The sword had been dulled by Yan Huangtuâs Scepter of Heavenâs Pass. It was showing signs of being suppressed.
It had to be said that Yan Huangtuâs plan was very successful.
If Que, Lan Ying, and Zhang Ruochen were all in their prime, the Yanluo clan wouldnât be able to hold them back even if they mobilized hundreds of Supreme Saints to attack them.
Yan Wushenâs eyes were bright, he raised his voice and said, âZhang Ruochen, I havenât had enough fun in the past three big battles. I havenât been able to determine the winner. Why donât we have a fair and just battle today? The winner will live, and the loser will die.â
Although Zhang Ruochen was suppressed by the Bridge of Vaitarna, he smiled and said, âThis is the home planet of the Yanluo clan. I have a bond in my heart, but you can enjoy yourself. How can it be fair? Besides, this Buddhist land is compatible with your power It gives you an absolute geographical advantage and allows you to burst out with stronger combat power. How could it be fair?â
Zhang Ruochen said in a voice transmission, âThereâs a third point. Iâve got the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. Whatâs the point of fighting with you? A stone bridge canât stop
me.â
Whoosh
Zhang Ruochen released a large amount of Divine Purification Flame from his body. It formed a flame light shield and burned the lock patterns on his body.
He slowly lifted his left leg.
Powerful divine power surged out of his leg, forming a magnificent power. âBlazing-flame Kick, one hit to subjugate demons.â
Zhang Ruochen used Yanshenâs leg to cultivate the high-level Thousand-Koan level saint technique, Blazing-flame Kick, that he had honed in the dark star.
This kick was based on strength. It was heightened by the Path of Fire. It could set off the Precepts of Fire between heaven and earth, unleashing unrivaled destructive power.
When combined with the Yanshenâs leg, it was even more powerful.
RUMBLE!
His left foot landed and instantly caused the ground to sink. Powerful Fire Qi surged up with the dust and broke the suppression power of the Bridge of Vaitarna.
Zhang Ruochen spread his ten golden wings and flew out of the golden dust toward the exit of the golden world.
âBrother Wushen, Iâll leave first,â said Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen exited the golden world with a whoosh as he passed through a layer of water light curtain.
Yan Wushen looked at the huge pit on the ground with a diameter of 100 kilometers. His eyes were extremely solemn. Zhang Ruochenâs kick had shocked him.
If that kick wasnât aimed at the ground but at Yan Wushen, would he be able to block it?
âZhang Ruochenâs cultivation speed is even faster than mine. This time, I let him walk in front! I have to fuse the fifth Path of The Six Paths of Reincarnation Saintwill as soon as possible.â said Yan Wushen to himself.
Yan Wushen felt immense pressure. For the first time, he was afraid.
Yan Wushen was afraid that he wouldnât be able to keep up with Zhang Ruochenâs cultivation speed and would be left behind.
If that day really came, there would definitely be a serious flaw in Yan Wushenâs state of mind. His perfected body of good and evil might split up again.
Next, he had to work hard.
No!
It wasnât only hard work.
Yan Wushen had to work hard and cultivate hard. He wouldnât let go of any chance to become stronger.
Wasnât Zhang Ruochen always working very hard with his life at stake?
Yan Wushenâs cultivation environment was too comfortable.
Yan Wushen chased after him. He couldnât let Zhang Ruochen escape. He had to get the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill no matter what.
Outside the Dracopent Temple, 61 Supreme Saint Talisman Masters and nearly 200 Yanluo clanâs Supreme Saints formed a three-layered encirclement. Sealing this place as tight as an iron chain.
With Yan Zhexian and Xi as the leaders, more than a dozen first-rate Yanluo clanâs Supreme Saints of the Hundred-Shackle Realm gathered together.
âZhexian, you donât have to be so nervous, do you? Letâs not talk about whether the three of them can get past Yan Huangtu, Yan Wushen, and The Eight Sons of Life and Death. Even if they manage to break out and enter the copper temple, how can they get past us?â A Supreme Saint of the Hundred-Shackle Realm with 99 severed shackles laughed.
Clearly, Xi had great confidence in the arrangements outside the copper temple, he said, âLet alone Que, Lan Ying, and Zhang Ruochen, even a Supreme Saint in the Banshi Isshou Realm can forget about breaking through the runic array weâve set up. Itâs even more impossible for them to break through the combined attack of 198 Supreme Saints.
âI donât know why, but I just feel uneasy. I always feel that something unpredictable will happen.â
Yan Zhexian frowned slightly. Deep in thought, her beautiful eyes turned to look at the foot of the mountain. âYan Huangtu is chasing Que and has brought The Eight Sons of Life and Death,â she explained. âLan Ying pursued Que and brought Hong Futu with him. Zhang Ruochen came to the home planet of the Yanluo clan to take the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. But why did he come alone?â
âYou suspect that there are other Immortal Vampires who came to the home planet of the Yanluo clan with Zhang Ruochen?â Xiâs expression changed slightly.
Yan Zhexian said, âSince I was young, my spiritual sense has always been very accurateâŚâ
At that moment, an exclamation sounded. âAll the Supreme Saints are on full alert. Zhang Ruochen has come out from the golden world! Talisman Masters activate the runes. Wherever you are Lord Zhexian, please come and take charge.â