God Emperor

Chapter 2050: Sword of Time Triumphs

Zhang Ruochen had already practiced Sword Ten to the third realm in the ten years of retreat in the Sect of the Blood God. Now it was time to use Mosheng to test out the results of his self-cultivation.

As saint Qi was injected, the Violet Godstone inlaid on the hilt emitted a faint glow, along with a faint and strange pattern. The Ancient Abyssal Blade suddenly felt heavier by several times in his hand, so much that Zhang Ruochen’s hand took a slight drop.

At the same time, he released a mysterious force, drawing the Precepts of Heaven and Earth from within a radius of 5,000 miles toward him.

When Zhang Ruochen was in a closed-door cultivation earlier, the Ancient Abyssal Blade did not sit idle either. It had refined many high-quality sacred artifacts. This had improved its grade tremendously, with the number of inscriptions reaching 110,000.

The Ancient Abyssal Blade was comparable to top-tier weapons such as the Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifacts in terms of strength with the enhancement of the Violet Godstone.

And as the Ancient Abyssal Blade improved in grades, it became even more integrated with the Violet Godstone and was capable of more and better effects.

There was still a vast gap between the Ancient Abyssal Blade and the Blade of the Voracious Wolf in terms of grade. But the Ancient Abyssal Blade still dared to clash with the Blade of the Voracious Wolf.

The reason was, the material of the Ancient Abyssal Blade was natural divine iron, which can forge divine artifacts and was indestructible. Even Supreme Artifacts could hardly inflict any damage to it.

“Kill!”

Mosheng shouted. The Blade of the Voracious Wolf released a monstrous evil energy, which turned into a voracious wolf to attack Zhang Ruochen.

“Sword Ten!” Zhang Ruochen performed a sword move with a killer look in his eyes.

The dimension in front of him started to shake as a black sword light shot out with deep, sharp, and unstoppable momentum.

The black sword light slashed the voracious wolf in half. When Blade of the Voracious Wolf reappeared, it was just inches away from Zhang Ruochen. It was too late to dodge.

Clunk!

The Blade of the Voracious Wolf struck the Armor of the Fire God, instantly putting out most of the flame on the armor.

A powerful force hit Zhang Ruochen, sending him flying out across the sky like a meteor.

Zhang Ruochen could only balance after flying out backward for hundreds of miles. He tried hard to contain the surging blood from gushing out of his body.

But there was still blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, no matter how hard he tried. There was no way to hide the fact that he was injured.

“He is indeed powerful. He truly deserved to be called the best of the Second Tier below the Supreme Sainthood.”

Zhang Ruochen reached to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was no fear in his eyes, but excitement.

Only by fighting against such a powerful cultivator could he bring out his potential and make himself better through battles.

Mosheng was holding the Blade of the Voracious Wolf in his hand with two Demonstone Engravings suspended on both sides of him. Both engravings were exuding a powerful demonic aura, setting him off like a mighty demon king.

Mosheng had been having the upper hand in every round of battle. But he did not feel the slightest elation.

Mosheng’s initial plan was, he would kill Zhang Ruochen effortlessly, take the Demonstone Engravings, and establish the majestic reputation of invincibility.

But Zhang Ruochen was far harder to defeat than he had thought. It was still quite tricky despite the fact that he had restricted his Dimensional technique with Demonic Yin-Yang Portrait.

“Good Zhang Ruochen, he is more powerful than the rumors say. It is hard to imagine that he has only a Precept Domain cultivation base.”

Fairy Huofeng whispered with a strange look in her eyes.

It was probably difficult to find someone in the Demon God Realm who could rival Zhang Ruochen at the same level.

“Perhaps only Prince Tianpeng could challenge him on the same level.”

There was a complicated look in Fairy Huofeng’s eyes when the thought of Prince Tianpeng came to mind.

Both the Phoenix clan and the Golden Roc clan were the most powerful races in the Demon God Realm, and so rivalry between them was inevitable.

The Phoenix clan had produced several top prodigies, more than the Golden Roc clan had. This was something to be happy about.

But it was also because of the existence of Prince Tianpeng, those prodigies of the Phoenix clan were suppressed and could not hold their heads high.

In those days, Fairy Huofeng had also fought against Prince Tianpeng, but she lost miserably. For a time, she was depressed. It took a long time to recover from her depression.

But Prince Tianpeng had attained the Path’s Anterior in his cultivation base now. He no longer fought Zhang Ruochen at the same level unless Zhang Ruochen could raise his cultivation base quickly.

“The situation isn’t looking good for Junior Brother. There is still an enormous gap between him and Mosheng.” Jin Yu frowned.

Bao Lie looked worried. “If Junior Brother loses, I am afraid we can’t defend the Sect of the Blood God anymore. It will be difficult to fight off Mosheng even though Blackie has fixed the three protective formations of the sect. What should we do?”

All the saints of the Sect of the Blood God fell into silence for a time. What should they do if the sect fell?

“It is too early to say. You all must not underestimate Zhang Ruochen. He is much stronger than you think.” Mu Lingxi smiled.

No matter what others thought, she had always been confident in Zhang Ruochen.

“Lingxi is right. Judging by Zhang Ruochen’s character, he would not have bet against Mosheng if he is not confident. He is not stupid at all,” said Blackie.

Bao Lie and others had a thoughtful look on their faces, looking forward to knowing how Zhang Ruochen would perform.

Zhang Ruochen coughed twice and exhaled to clear an occlusion in his chest.

He then performed an Empyrean Emperor Ming’s Scripture to release his saint Qi. A massive Celestial River rushed out of his body. It was winding, flowing slowly, with no source or end in sight.

At the same time, a dragon and an elephant appeared on both sides of him. They were extremely substantial and exuded a vast and powerful air of the Supreme Saint.

Celestial Rover was Zhang Ruochen’s Saint Aspect of the fist, while the dragon and the elephant were the Saint Aspect of his palm.

When the two great Saint Aspects appeared, he mobilized the Precepts and the Power of Heaven and Earth, and evolved many changes.

“Spirit Influx!”

The Precepts of the Fist and saint Qi combined to form two ghostly shadows. There was a Celestial River coiling over the ghosts, as if it came across endless time and space.

The ghosts cried in a long and sharp voice, shaking the sky and breaking up the demonic clouds that were forming in the air.

“Heavenly Dragon-Elephant!”

A dragon and an elephant flew out, their bodies becoming extremely huge, almost filling the entire world. The shadows of dragon and elephant everywhere. It was a shocking vision.

The dragon and elephant lunged out together with the ghostly shadows. They were as different as fire and water but perfectly compatible, both rigid and soft.

Zhang Ruochen had mastered both Luoshui Fist Technique and Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm Strike to the high-order saint technique level. The combined effectiveness of the two was undoubtedly even more amazing.

He got the inspiration from Shang Ziyan to come up with this idea.

During the battle of Peacock Manor, Shang Ziyan had performed two different high-order saint techniques concurrently, which had caused Zhang Ruochen a lot of trouble.

Right now, Mosheng’s heart skipped a beat as he felt threatened. He quickly made a hand gesture to summon the tens of millions of Precepts in his body and cast a strange blend of black and white light.

This saint light quickly absorbed the Power of Heaven and Earth, and became larger and brighter, as if a black and white star.

“Mystical Yin-yang Light!”

Mosheng shouted in a low voice as he released his saint Qi continuously.

This saint technique was one of the two Tongxuan-class intermediate saint techniques of Blackdemon Realm. It was as famous as the Tomb of the Burial Realm and the most mysterious and dominating.

Only by comprehending the Demonic Yin-Yang Portrait to a very high level can it be possible to master the Mystical Yin-yang Light.

Mosheng was the only person below the Supreme Sainthood in Blackdemon Realm to master this technique successfully.

The Mystical Yin-yang Light was inferior to Luoshui Fist Technique and Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm Strike in terms of order. The power displayed by the Mosheng was not inferior to a higher-order saint technique.

Boom!

The Mystical Yin-yang Light exploded and released a powerful, world-destructive energy.

The dragon and elephants and the ghost shadows that Zhang Ruochen cast out shattered at once.

Bwoom!

A terrifying force of destruction hit the ground, causing the ground to break apart, destroying everything within a radius of a thousand miles.

Hot magma spewed out uncontrollably, submerging the broken rocks and forming an immense lake of magma. The pungent sulfur smell quickly filled the air.

No one would believe an ice field could turn into a magma lake in an instant.

It was such a terrible collision of forces that even the Demonic Yin-Yang Portrait could no longer suppress this dimension.

Zhang Ruochen performed a Dimensional Shift and appeared next to Mosheng out of nowhere.

The Ancient Abyssal Blade swung and captured many Marks of Time. A Null Time domain formed and engulfed Mosheng in it.

“Shit!”

Mosheng’s heart missed a beat as he sensed time coming to a standstill.

Zhang Ruochen wielded the Ancient Abyssal Blade and slashed it at Mosheng’s throat.

Zhang Ruochen frowned instead of feeling elate.

There was not a single spatter of blood, despite having slashed Mosheng’s throat.

The Null Time domain vanished just as Mosheng’s body disappeared on the spot.

His body reappeared hundreds of feet away, with two Demonstone Engravings beside him.

There was a shallow wound on Mosheng’s neck. It was bleeding.

“Not bad. Very alert.” Zhang Ruochen whispered.

He had seized a great opportunity just now. But Mosheng was highly alert, and the two Demonstone Engravings had affected his Sword of Time. Mosheng had seized that split moment to perform an Unmarked Demonic Technique.

He had not completely dodged Zhang Ruochen’s sword and suffered a minor injury.

Of course, some Marks of Time had entered Mosheng’s body and could slash off decades of his life, making him feel weak.

Mo Sheng stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his neck, his eyes icy. He was nearly decapitated by Zhang Ruochen just now, and this was an embarrassment to him. He was absolutely enraged.

Those cultivators watching the match were dumbfounded at this moment.

“What happened just now? I can’t believe that Mosheng failed to dodge Zhang Ruochen’s attack.”

“It should be what the rumors said: Sword of Time. If it were others, they would have been dead under Zhang Ruochen’s sword. I heard that Sword of Time killed Cang Long. Mosheng would have ended up like Cang Long had the sword successfully beheaded him.”

“Using the power of time is a terrifying ability. Is there any way to counter that ability?”

“There are only two ways to counter Zhang Ruochen’s Sword of Time: you either are a lot more powerful than Zhang Ruochen, or have some special weapons or something. Mosheng narrowly escaped death for this reason.”

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Everyone was fearful of Zhang Ruochen’s Sword of Time.

With Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation strength and below the Supreme Sainthood, few people dared to claim they feared not his Sword of Time.

The wound on Mosheng’s neck rapidly healed. Most demonic cultivators placed great importance on cultivation of the body and had extremely strong self-healing ability.

“What an impressive Sword of Time, Zhang Ruochen! I have got to admit that I have underestimated you. But I will not make the same mistake again,” said Mo Sheng in a low voice.

After that, he performed a demonic technique and injected his powerful Demonic Blood Qi into the Demonstone Engraving engraved with a voracious wolf.

Boom!

A monstrous bloody evil Qi rushed out of the Demonstone Engraving with a layer of mysterious patterns appearing on it.

The Demonstone Engraving, which was several yards in size, expanded to one hundred yards in the blink of an eye. The wolf pattern engraved on it became clear and lifelike.

Roar!

The wolf pattern came to life the next moment. It detached from the black stone tablet, looked up to the sky and howled as it greedily devoured the power of heaven and earth. With Mosheng’s strength powering the Demonstone Engraving, the power it exerted was far higher than that of the Blade of the Voracious Wolf.

Mosheng had apparently lost his patience and could not wait to finish all this nonsense. He wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen to end this battle as soon as possible.

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