God Emperor

Tan Zhongli’s body was pressed into the sand.

Bang.

The silver light flashed.

Tan Zhongli surged out from the desert and coughed out blood. It was covered by sand and mud, looking very awkward.

Far away, Wan Huayu glanced at the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Tan Zhongli, and was shocked. She said to herself: It looks like that Gu Linfeng’s cultivation has improved greatly. With this speed, he would become the overlord in the Blue Dragon Void World.

Wan Huayu fought Tan Zhongli before, so she knew his strength.

If they fought one on one, she didn’t have the confidence to beat him.

In Yingsha City, Shangguan Xianyan looked at Zhang Ruochen as well, feeling stressed.

“He now has the strength to fight such a powerful figure?”

Shangguan Xianyan didn’t know who Tan Zhongli was, but she could tell that his cultivation had reached the peak of the Ninth Level Half-Saint.

Seeing the power burst by Tan Zhongli, she knew that he could compare with a figure who had passed one of the Three Trials of the Pre-Saint.

Shangguan Xianyan thought that her power was closer to that of Zhang Ruochen, and that she had a chance to beat him. But now, she knew that it was not possible for her to get to Gu Linfeng’s level.

“The powerful Immortal Vampire shouldn’t have used his real power, otherwise, Gu Linfeng couldn’t have taken advantage over him.”

Then, Wei Longxing sneered, “Gu Linfeng dared to offend the powerful Immortal Vampires fighting savage beasts, it wouldn’t be easy for him to survive today.”

In the union made up of the Blood God Sect, the Shangguan Clan and the Cai Family, many high level people would want Gu Linfeng to be eaten up by the savage beasts, or have all his blood taken by the Immortal Vampires.

But the monks in the Fish-Dragon Realm or Half-Saint Realm of the Blood God Sect were all excited. Some of them even cheered for the Son of Deity far away.

Tan Zhongli licked the blood on his lips, appearing to be ferocious. He laughed, “You deserve my real power now.”

“Really? I’d like to see how powerful you are.”

Zhang Ruochen appeared to be calm. Rules of Celestial Way outside the Seven Colored Clouds didn’t disperse yet. He could use the chance to test his current true strength.

“Guiyuan Broadsword.”

Tan Zhongli raised his hands and a silver broadsword flew out of his chest.

He waved it and thousands of blades appeared, forming a realm of blades.

“This Guiyuan Broadsword of mine is made of the eight silver wings of my ancestor, having the power to destroy everything. It can even break a saint weapon with just one cut.”

The might of Tan Zhongli turned extraordinarily overbearing, sharp and devillish.

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Then, Tan Zhongli disappeared from his standing spot, and rushed to Zhang Ruochen in the shape of the silver light. He chopped him.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t dodge, but played a handprint.

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There were only a blade shadow, but it split into eight, forming eight layers of sharp light.

Zhang Ruochen shrank his eyes as he was surprised. He threw his right palm at once to play the second handprint.

After a fierce crash, the two separated immediately.

Zhang Ruochen had the Seven Kill Boxing Glove on his left hand, so he didn’t get hurt after crashing with the Guiyuan Broadsword, and only felt a little numb.

But a bloody cut showed up on his right hand, deep to the bone.

The Guiyuan Broadsword was sharp, even if all seven apertures of Zhang Ruochen’s palms had been sanctified, he couldn’t defend against it.

“Only a bloodstain was left? His palm could compare with those of lower saints.”

Tan Zhongli was shocked, but he didn’t show it on his face. He said like a winner, “Why not use your Ten Saints Blood Armor?”

“Why should I need the Ten Saints Blood Armor to deal with you?”

Zhang Ruochen used the Emperor Ming Nine-sky Scripture to push the Qi of broadsword out of his wound. The wound in his palm healed quickly.

Tan Zhongli’s eyes sank, and he said, “Then I will have to use the Saint Spell to end the fight in advance.”

“Guiyuan One.”

The silver broadsword made a curve in the air.

Then the silver wall of light showed up and pushed outwards like a light ball of 30 meters in diameter.

Blood Qi surrounded the silver broadsword, adding a feeling of creepiness to it.

“You’ve made great progress. Have you practiced the saint spell to its utmost?”

In the Yingsha City, Tan Zhongli could only display 27 times its attack using the saint spell with his fists.

But Tan Zhongli now stood there holding the broadsword, giving out a Qi greater than then.

He must have practiced the saint spell to it utmost.

“You are not the only one who’s made progress.”

Tan Zhongli wielded his broadsword, bursting the 32 times of attack. The shadow of the broadsword turned to dozens of meters long, hitting Zhang Ruochen’s head.

“Seven-Apertures Blood Palm.”

Zhang Ruochen raised his palms, and a giant blood shadow of 30 meters tall stood up slowly behind him, giving out endless evil Qi.

There were 12 wings on its back. Only its Qi had suppressed Tan Zhongli’s strength.

“Is this…Pluto…?”

Tan Zhongli lost a little might. Even his chop wasn’t as powerful as before.

Zhang Ruochen’s palm burst out 40 times of attack, shaking Tan Zhongli away sideways.

Then, Zhang Ruochen played a second palm on Tan Zhongli’s body, bursting the 40 times of attack to press him into the ground.

Tan Zhongli rushed out from the bottom with seven apertures bleeding. He shouted, “Even I can’t draw the Qi of the Pluto…how can you do it?”

“Because you are weak.”

Zhang Ruochen threw another palm. Giant palm made of blood Qi showed up again.

“Guiyuan One.”

Tan Zhongli wielded a chop, displaying the power of the saint spell to its utmost.

As the Half-Saint who had practiced a saint spell to its utmost, Tan Zhongli was no doubt a genius of geniuses.

But the blade of Tan Zhongli only successfully resisted for two breaths, then he couldn’t take the palm of Zhang Ruochen and fell on the ground, spitting blood.

The blood red handprint pressed into the ground, leaving a pit of more than 50 meters long in the desert.

All savage beats around the pit were killed by it.

“Impressive! A pre-saint can’t run away from him and is constantly suppressed by him.”

Feng Wanli looked grave. Now, he treated Zhang Ruochen as an equally powerful figure, daring not to look down on him.

Other Immortal Vampires found that Tan Zhongli was in great trouble, but they couldn’t come to his rescue for they were under the fierce attack of a savage beast king and another 100 savage beasts.

Tan Zhongli had a strong life. He climbed out from the pit, spreading his silver wings to run to the horizon.

“Gu Linfeng, after I’ve passed the First Trial of the Pre-Saint, I will kill you!” Tan Zhongli said bitterly.

“Do you think you can run away today?”

Tan Zhongli’s cultivation had reached the state that couldn’t be easily killed.

In the Yingsha City, Wan Huayu, the Elder in Purple, Huang Yanchen and Zhang Ruochen had together failed to kill him.

Naturally, Tan Zhongli didn’t think that Zhang Ruochen had the strength to stop him. He sneered and kept flying to the depth of the desert.

Zhang Ruochen waved his arms to throw the Life-Death Mirror out. It hovered in midair, giving out a strand of Destruction of the Thousand-patterns.

The Life-death Mirror revolved immediately, releasing a power that even scared the savage beast king.

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The light column flew out and hit Tan Zhongli’s body, crushing the lower part of his body into blood mist.

“No…how dare you use the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns…”

Screams was heard from Tan Zhongli.

His upper body kept flying, but his blood Qi was taken in by the Life-death Mirror.

In a short while, Tan Zhongli was turned into a dry corpse. It fell down from midair, and turned into dust.

The Guiyuan Broadsword had a highly intelligient weapon spirit. It shrank its size into the palm, showing and glossing like a silver wing like it was made of pure silver.

With a silver flash, the Guiyuan Broadsword penetrated the bodies of dozens of savage beasts to get in the hand of an elder of the Immortal Vampire.

The elder glanced at Zhang Ruochen coldly, and said, “Son of Deity of the Blood God Sect, the Qingtian Clan will not forget this.”

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the elder and smiled. Then he put the Life-death Mirror away.

“Reaching the Sixth Level Half-Saint, using a strand of the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns, I’ve used a great amount of Holy Qi. If I use the second strand of the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns, I will be weakened.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t go on using the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns, but moved his arms to recover his Holy Qi while he flew to the Seven-colored Clouds.

“He’s truly a powerful human.”

Firegold Raven Beast King stared at Zhang Ruochen with coldness.

It took out the Horned Ox Skull to gather power to kill Zhang Ruochen first, in case accidents would happen during the fight over the Saintly Source Spring.

Blackie noticed the Firegold Raven Beast King’s move. Laughter could be seen in its round eyes. It made a command to a Sixth Level Upper Savage Beast at once.

The Sixth Level Upper Savage Beast jumped up to the Firegold Raven Beast King.

At first, the Firegold Raven Beast King didn’t notice it. After the beast arrived only 60 meters from it, it came to its realization.

“Retreat, now!” The Firegold Raven Beast King scolded.

The Sixth Level Upper Savage Beast didn’t listen, but imploded its lower abdomen, making the destructive power spread to all directions.

Boom!

The round ring of energy spread up quickly.

The destruction of a Savage Beast’s lower abdomen, which almost equaled a Ninth Level Half-Saint, was extremely terrible.

The Firegold Raven Beast King was the closest to it. It was turned into a fire light and hit the crevice of the land.

All its feathers fell out. It was hurt severely, bleeding.

Luckily, it used the Horned Ox Skull to resist most of the attack at the final moment.

Otherwise, the result would have been terrible.

“It survived.”

Blackie sensed the Qi of life of the Firegold Raven Beast King. It shook its chubby head and sighed with disappointment.

It was very close to having killed a savage king. The result only worked best for the first try. If it tried a second, the savage king would have been alerted and it wouldn’t be able to make it again.

“Look, the thunder outside the Seven-colored Clouds all disappeared!” A scream was heard.

The destruction of the Sixth Level Upper Savage Beast had cracked the Rules of the Celestial Way, showing the Saintly Source Spring in the center of the clouds.