Fei Zhong had become a top-tier elite one class below divinity, so he was able to see through the heavenly secrets and understand the truths of the world. He was intimidated only because of Yan Yuâs great fame.
When Gong Nanfeng exposed Yan Yuâs fake identity, Fei Zhong was naturally fuming with anger.
He was a grand authority in the Dwarves and regarded as a âdeity-like figureâ. However, he had been played by a few Supreme Saints in the Hundred-Shackle and Thousand-Koan Realm. They destroyed the puppet clone that he had painstakingly cultivated. That was a great humiliation to him.
It is known that Fei Zhongâs cultivation, strength, and status in the Celestial Court were far superior even compared to the likes of Wu Zu from Guanghan and Emperor Ji Mie.
Fei Zhong shouted angrily, âWho are you?â
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âI am Yan Yu, the god of Demigods.â Zhang Ruochen waved Gong Nanfeng away and tried to pretend still.
Unfortunately, the dark clouds formed by the explosion of dark matter dispersed a lot and became thinner. If it was Yan Yu, the dark energy would be as eternal as a black hole, devouring all the light and heat of time.
âI killed you.â
Fei Zhong spat out a sound wave, and the four words transformed into four forms: Green Moon Divine Disciple, Golden Armored Horseman, Godly Cauldron King, and the Heavenly Ghost Grinder.
Each word was a high-level Thousand-Koan Saint technique.
The Divine Disciple was ten thousand feet tall, and the green moon above his head shone for ten thousand miles.
The Golden Armored Horseman was full of killing intent. Behind him, the phantom shadow of thousands of soldiers and horses burst out with unstoppable momentum.
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The light of the Green Moon surged out like a huge wave. It pushed Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu backward, with both of them unable to contend with it.
Zhang Ruochen sighed lightly and activated the divine force in his body. An enormous divine shadow of a blood phoenix appeared behind him.
This was the manifestation of divine force.
Zhang Ruochenâs current body was the Blood Empress. He had used the divine blood of a Divine Blood Phoenix. After 800 years of cultivation, he had reached the level of a demigodâs body. This was because the power of Zhang Ruochenâs demigod body was closely related to the Blood Phoenix.
Zhang Ruochen had been analyzing its secrets recently, trying to display the strongest power of the demigod body.
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Zhang Ruochen attacked with all his strength. With the power of his palm, he shattered the Green Moon Divine Disciple. Then, he cut through the Golden Armored Horseman, sweeping away the Godly Cauldron King and the Heavenly Ghost Grinder.
He struck out four times in a row, breaking all four Saint Techniques of Fei Zhong.
It seemed to be done in one go, but anyone could see that âYan Yuâ was barely damaged. A strand of his hair had been cut off by the Golden Armored Horsemanâs blade, and his head had nearly flown off.
It must be known that this was just an attack formed by Fei Zhongâs casual words.
Fei Zhong had completely seen through âYan Yuâ and his eyes were burning with anger. If he didnât kill this person today, he definitely could not live this through.
âEnough! With me here, how can I let you show off as a Heavenly Realm Supreme Saint?â
Blackwraithâs arm stretched out and turned into a black dragon claw hundreds of miles long, stopping Fei Zhong who wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen.
The Dragon Qi and Corpse Qi were both extremely dense and contained countless precepts.
Fei Zhong looked up and felt the scale-shaped sky pressing down. It crushed the Precept Domain that he was holding up. Finally, it landed heavily on his body.
Fei Zhong was hit by the claw and fell rapidly. The Saint Qi in his body became chaotic.
âThe Ten Wraithions are truly terrifying. Iâm no match for them.â
Just as this thought flashed through Fei Zhongâs mind, Blackwraithâs second claw came slashing horizontally.
Tens of thousands of dragon shadows surged out of the Dragon Claw, and the roar of a thousand dragons surged out.
Sky Splitter!
Fei Zhong raised the battle-ax above his head and performed an advanced Saint technique. Countless bolts of lightning surged out of the battle ax. Each bolt of lightning was like a river of lightning that spanned tens of thousands of miles.
Zhang Ruochen, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and Gong Nanfeng were all fleeing rapidly. This was a battle at the peak of the Divine Plane. Even if they were just hit by a bolt of lightning, it wouldnât be a laughing matter.
Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw the shadow of a huge ax that was thousands of miles long. As if breaking through the chaos, it hacked at the black figure of the half-dragon and half-human facing the sky.
âYou, Fei Zhong, still have a big difference.â
Blackwraith shouted and turned into the black dragonâs body.
Endless divine power was released from the huge dragonâs body. With a swipe of its claw, the shadow of the huge ax shattered and turned into a rain of light that covered thousands of miles away.
Fei Zhong spat out blood and flew away quickly.
âItâs not that easy to leave as you like.â
The Black Divine Dragon was much faster than Fei Zhong. It caught up with him in an instant and spat out a multicolor seal that was thousands of meters long. Four ancient divine texts of the Dragon Clan flew out from the seal. They struck and injured Fei Zhong again while trapping him simultaneously.
Fei Zhong knew that Blackwraith was the weakest among the Ten Wraithions, but was among one of the fastest. He knew that he wouldnât be able to escape easily today.
âIf we continue fighting, weâll die together,â Fei Zhong said in a heavy voice.
The Black Divine Dragon wasnât afraid and spoke. âBefore you self-detonate your Sainthood Source, answer my question. What happened to Zhang Ruochen death? Did you take away the Tensho Compass with him?â
Obviously, Gong Nanfengâs previous âBrother Ruochenâ didnât make them think of Zhang Ruochen.
After all, no one believed that Zhang Ruochen could survive the Arrow of Deva Path.
Even if it was Blackwraith and Fei Zhong that were hit by the Arrow of Deva Path, they would most likely die.
Gong Nanfeng, Yan Zhexian, and Yan Huangtu couldnât help but look at fake Yan Yu.
Zhang Ruochen said, âItâs said that the Blackwraith is from the Fane of Destiny. It was cultivated by a pure-blood black dragonâs divine corpse and lives only for killing without fear of death. His combat strength is indeed extraordinary. It easily defeated Fei Zhong.â
Yan Zhexian knew that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately changing the topic. He didnât want to tell them the truth, so he rolled his eyes and said, âFei Zhong is no match for Blackwraith. Should we stop running instead?â
âNo, the more thatâs the case, the more we have to run. The farther the better,â Zhang Ruochen replied.
Yan Huangtu said, âThatâs right! If Fei Zhong is forced to near death, heâll self-detonate his Sainthood Source and burn together with Blackwraith. The destructive power of a Paramount Realm Supreme Saintâs self-detonation isnât something we can withstand.â
âLetâs go now.â
Zhang Ruochen released Saint Qi and enveloped the three of them. Just as he turned around, his gaze was frozen. He didnât know when it happened, but there was a figure sitting behind them.
He hadnât noticed it before.
Bai Qingâer was sitting in the void space. There was a stone bench beneath her, a stone table beside, and a stone pavilion.
The stone bench, stone table, and stone pavilion appeared from nothingness in front of the four of them. She seemed to be able to create things from nothing. It was strange and magical.
On the stone table, a teapot and a teacup appeared.
Within the teapot, boiling tea appeared.
The fragrance of the tea floated in the space of the universe, turning into many misty bridges.
Outside the stone pavilion, rockery and ponds appeared. The ground condensed into plain dirt, and colorful spirit flowers and divine trees grew. The trees were full of vermilion-colored fruits.
Very quickly, a fairyland-like island was born from nothing, bit by bit.
Even with what Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian had seen, they were both dumbfounded and immensely shocked.
Zhang Ruochen knew better than them how terrifying Bai Qingâer was. He stared at her sitting in the pavilion, but his spiritual power was communicating with the Intergold Tiger. âThis time, Iâm afraid I have to borrow your power!â he asked.
âI think youâd better not waste this only chance, because using brute force is really for the lower class. This woman is extremely intelligent and conceited, so she might not kill you. If you can deal with her with your own strength, you wonât think of me the first time you meet a stronger enemy in the future. Of course, if you canât deal with it, I wonât sit idly by. But Iâll be disappointed in your ability,â said the Intergold Tiger.
Zhang Ruochen calmed down quickly. He walked up the stairs and entered the stone pavilion.
He sat directly opposite Bai Qingâer, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup.
Bai Qingâer was surprised. She smiled and said, âMaster Ruochen, are you not afraid of me at all?â
âWhy should I be afraid? In any case, from now on, Iâm either yours or youâre mine. Canât we be casual as friends?â Zhang Ruochen replied.
Bai Qingâer smiled brightly like the rising sun. âArenât you curious about how I found this place?â
âI think the problem is either Shang Yue or Shang Xia.â Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, âIt should be Shang Xia! Or did you already guess that the Arrow of Deva Path canât kill me?â
Bai Qingâer said, âAs the guide of the Intergold Tiger, how could an Arrow of Deva Path kill you?â
âSo you knew about it!â Zhang Ruochen exclaimed.
Bai Qingâer said, âI only found out by chance after I came to Hoth. Congratulations, Supreme Saint Ruochen. With the protection of the gods, you will soar to the sky in the future.â
âYou know that I have the protection of the gods, but you still dare to be my enemy?â Zhang Ruochenâs eyes became fierce.
Bai Qingâer said lightly, âThe Intergold Tiger appearing in this era is just like a sick cat. Itâs destined to not be able to dominate under the heavens. At least for now, Iâm not afraid of it at all. If it appears and becomes my enemy, it will die.â
The Intergold Tigerâs voice sounded in Zhang Ruochenâs ears. âI take back what I just said. When I fight with this woman, I will do my best to help you without a limit to the number of times. However, you must have full confidence in winning. You cannot lose.â
Bai Qingâer wasnât completely lying.
If she was strong enough to force the Intergold Tiger to use more power than the heavenly and earthly precepts allowed, then the Intergold Tiger would be punished by heaven. It may even be in danger of dying.
She saw through the Intergold Tiger and Zhang Ruochen very clearly.
Zhang Ruochen said, âYou knew that the Arrow of Deva Path couldnât kill me, but you still purposefully sent Shang Xia to take my body. Did you expect that I would capture her and not kill her?â
Bai Qingâer said, âWith Shangguan Que in my hands, you wonât kill Shang Xia for sure. You must have the bargaining chip to negotiate with me.â
âSo, in the House of Enchanteurs, you deliberately hinted to me that my teacher is in your hands?â Zhang Ruochen stared into her eyes, trying to see through her heart with the Path of Truth.
However, what he saw were two abysses. Countless illusions appeared in front of his eyes while his consciousness became blurry and he felt drowsy.
Bai Qingâer smiled slightly.
âChi Yao, I have treated you like my true love. Why do you want to kill me?â
Zhang Ruochen roared and jumped forward. He sat up from the bed.
He realized that he had just fallen into a dream.
It was a nightmare!
In the dream, he was surrounded by many cultivators, including Blackie, Chi Yao, Kong Lanyou, Le, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, the Blood Empress⊠and finally, Chi Yao who pierced his forehead with her sword.
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When he woke up, he appeared on the golden bed. The room was magnificent with an ancient painting hanging on the wall.
âOh Chen, did you have a nightmare again?â
Concubine Lin Lan, the Princess to Yunwu Commanderyâs King, came in wearing a palace dress. Her eyes were full of concern.
âMother?â
Zhang Ruochen looked at the familiar but strange figure in front of him. He felt that his current situation was a little strange, but everything in front of him was so real.
Lin Lan gently stroked Zhang Ruochenâs forehead to comfort his emotions.
Zhang Ruochen was immersed in the warmth of his motherâs love, and his body gently leaned forward. Suddenly, his head was in severe pain. Lin Lanâs face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. She crushed Zhang Ruochenâs skull with her fingers.
Zhang Ruochenâs soul flew out of his body and looked at his body on the bed. His head was completely crushed with blood flowing out.
Lin Lan, on the other hand, was like a lunatic. She let out a creepy laugh.
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âMother, why did you kill me?â
Zhang Ruochen roared loudly. He sat up from the bed and panted heavily.
Mu Lingxi, who was sleeping next to him, also sat up in her close-fitting clean white pajamas. Her clear eyes showed confusion. âWhatâs wrong?â she asked.
Zhang Ruochen touched his forehead and looked at Mu Lingxi. He then pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath. âIt was just a dream!â
Stab
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt a sharp pain in his chest. He pushed Mu Lingxi away and stared at the heart in her hands. He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest and coughed out dryly, âWhy⊠why did you do this?â
Mu Lingxi tilted her head and sneered. âIâm also from the Immortal Vampires, so I want to drink blood too. Your heart must taste delicious!â
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The nightmare continued. Each time, it felt like a new beginning.
Yan Zhexian and the Yan Huangtu couldnât hear the conversation in the stone pavilion, but they knew Bai Qingâer and her identity. They also knew that she and Zhang Ruochen had different opinions about the finest Divine Crystal of Origin. Both of them could be described as incompatible like fire and water.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen lay on the stone table and fell into a deep sleep. His body trembled and he cried out in fear. Both of his feet thrashed wildly while his hands twitched constantly.
Gong Nanfeng calculated with his fingers. His face changed in shock. He looked at Bai Qingâer in shock and said, âOh no! Bai Qingâer is a Master of Origin. She has practiced the thirteen volumes of the Cloud Dream! It seems that Zhang Ruochen has fallen into her Nightmare of the Seven Souls .â
âThat witch⊠she is indeed a problem.â
Yan Zhexian called out a runic pen and drew a rune pattern.
Gong Nanfeng stopped her and said bitterly, âHer cultivation is so strong that even the three of us combined would be killed by a single finger of hers.â
Yan Zhexian stared at Zhang Ruochen who was in extreme pain and said, âThen what should we do? Quick, go and ask Blackwraith to help. Only he can save Zhang Ruochen now.â
Because he was very close to Bai Qingâer, Gong Nanfeng had deduced many things about her. However, the more he knew, the paler his face became. So, when Yan Zhexian asked him to call Blackwraith for help, he did not say a word and just shook his head gently.
Bai Qingâer heard what Gong Nanfeng said just now and her gaze fell on him. She instantly saw through everything about him and smiled, âNo wonder you were able to deduce my secret. The path I cultivate is exceedingly divine, it is actually the vessel spirit of the Tensho Compass.â
Gong Nanfeng smiled at her, and his smile was uglier than crying.
Blackwraith and Fei Zhong had already sensed Bai Qingâerâs aura and did not continue to fight. However, they enveloped their spiritual power together because they wanted to probe Bai Qingâerâs cultivation level.
âBoth of you dare to probe me. Such bravery indeed.â
Bai Qingâerâs voice was clear and gentle. Sitting on the stone bench, she stretched out her empty hand, and an illusory universe appeared in her palm. It was unknown how many trillions of precepts flowed in the universe and sucked away Blackwraith and Fei Zhongâs spiritual power.
Fei Zhong was extremely frightened. He realized that his spiritual power was not under his control and was diminishing continually.
Such a terrifying thing had never happened before.
This should not be possible even for a deity.
âThis woman is too strange. We canât just sit here and wait for her death. Should we attack together?â Blackwraith asked.
âAlright!â
Fei Zhong was very decisive. He responded with a single word and slashed out with his battle ax. A giant ax shadow stretching for a thousand miles fell straight towards the stone pavilion.
Blackwraith controlled the seal and turned it into the size of a city. He crushed layers of space and followed closely behind the giant ax shadow to attack Bai Qingâer.