God Emperor

In the internal space of the Time and Space Spinel, it took five days for the Abyss Ancient Sword to completely absorb 100 pieces of the tenth level Genuine Martial Arms and turn them into the sword blade power.

The total number of basic inscriptions on the Abyss Ancient Sword was now 210.

The number of medium level inscriptions was still 18.

The power of the sword had reached a new level. Zhang Ruochen was far from being able to display its true power with his current cultivation.

The Abyss Ancient Sword’s spirit was still not fully revived. It was estimated that the sword spirit could heal the wound until the Abyss Ancient Sword reached the level of Thousand Inscriptions Weapon.

Zhang Ruochen practiced sword technique in the internal space of the Time and Space Spinel.

He envisioned himself playing against Kong Lanyou.

Kong Lanyou could turn one simple Sacred Guiding Sword move into a magic trick. She could easily defeat Zhang Ruochen.

The power of the same sword technique actually varied greatly when displayed by different people.

“I can’t even resist one of her moves. It is a huge challenge to block 10. I have one month. If I succeed, my control of power will surely reach an unprecedented height.”

Zhang Ruochen had been imitating Kong Lanyou’s posture and strenuous manner all day, hoping to comprehend something from it.

He had performed one move of Sacred Guiding Sword more than 1,000 times.

Finally, he made great progress, noticing the subtlety of Kong Lanyou’s sword technique.

Just as he calmed down and prepared to refine, he heard Blackie’s voice outside the Time and Space Spinel, “Zhang Ruochen, the Sword Sanctum carriage has come to pick you up. It’s waiting outside the Courier Station of Martial Market. They say that the three day deadline is up and the Sword Sanctum disciples are ready fight in the Heavenly Ring.”

Shocked by Blackie’s voice, the feeling of mystery in Zhang Ruochen’s mind suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to continue to capture the feeling, but it was no use.

He sighed and walked out of the internal space.

The disciple of the Sword Sanctum was Lu Fantian. Zhang Ruochen had indeed promised to fight with him.

“I was defeated by Kong Lanyou with one sword move. It was not just because I didn’t have enough control over the power, but also because my actual combat experience was inadequate. I will take this opportunity to go to the Heavenly Ring and have a nice fight. Maybe it will help me improve more quickly.”

After thinking it through, Zhang Ruochen climbed into the Sword Sanctum carriage and went to the Coliseum of the Martial Market in the Seventh District.

The Coliseum of the Martial Market in the Seventh District was where the most intense battles in the Eastern Holy Land, even in the entire Eastern Region, took place. Many God’s favored sons gathered there.

Disciples of various Colleges and Martial Clubs could enter the Coliseum of the Martial Market to fight at any time. They weren’t just looking to become famous in one battle; they also wanted to refine themselves, improve their combat skills and gain fighting experience.

Lu Fantian had a great reputation in the Eastern Region. He had a Body of Sacred Tree and had reached the Heaven Realm at a young age. Among his peers, few people could match him.

In this generation, if there weren’t incredible geniuses like Zhang Ruochen, Bu Qianfan, and Di Yi, with Lu Fantian’s talent, he would surely shine brilliantly and become a benchmark of the time.

However, he had been born at the wrong time. In this era, there were not only several Saintly Beings, but also many talents in the Ultimate Realm, such as Zhang Ruochen and Bu Qianfan. His fame was suppressed.

Even so, Lu Fantian’s talent could not be underestimated. He had not only reached the Final State of the Heaven Realm, he had also refined the Purple Cloud-patterned Eaglewood, practiced into a Body of Sacred Tree, and reached its Peak.

Lu Fantian had just challenged seven consecutive warriors on the Heaven Board and succeeded.

He was currently engaged in his eighth battle. The man who played against him was Yi Qusheng, a disciple of Hanging Sect. He ranked 5,800th on the Heaven Board and his military merits had reached 287,000.

The Heaven Board recruited all the warriors of the Heaven Realm in Kunlun’s Field. Only those who had ten winning streaks in the Heavenly Ring, or who had accumulated 10,000 military merits in the Battlefield of the Primitive World were eligible to enter the Heaven Board.

The number of warriors on the Heaven Board had reached more than 370,000, and all of them were under the age of 60.

Warriors who could enter the top 10,000 were all first-class masters. Most of them had special physical qualities. Moreover, they were in the Yellow Realm, the Black Realm and the Earth Realm, and were close to the Ultimate Realm.

It could be said that the top 10,000 warriors on the Heaven Board were one-in-a-million talents. In a hundred years, they would rule Kunlun’s Field. The vast majority of them would become dominators.

Yi Qusheng, who appeared to be in his early 30s, was dressed in a pale blue scholar robe and two neat beards on his chin. He dressed like a man of letters.

He had reached the Completion of the Heaven Realm at the age of 38. His talent was higher than the disciples of many powerful Saint families.

However, he was actually turning 58 this year and his cultivation was still in the Completion of the Heaven Realm.

For 20 full years, he had not been able to break through the limit of mortals.

In spite of this, his strength had continued to improve, and he had ranked in the top 10,000 on the Heaven Board for the past 20 years.

Although his realm did not break through the limit of the mortal warrior, the strength he erupted had already surpassed its limit. It was enough to compete with a monk at the First Change of the Fish-dragon Realm.

“Lu Fantian, you have only reached the Final State of the Heaven Realm, and you dare to challenge me. Aren’t you being arrogant?” Yi Qusheng held an iron fan in his hand and showed a leisurely look.

In Yi Qusheng’s eyes, Lu Fantian was still too young. Even if he had won seven times in a row, it was nothing remarkable.

He had also been very arrogant at Lu Fantian’s age and won 31 times in the Coliseum of the Martial Market.

So what?

Now, his cultivation was still at the Completion of the Heaven Realm and he had failed to reach the Fish-dragon Realm.

The Holy Road was difficult to reach!

Lu Fantian placed his sword transversely and his eyes were firm. He said, “Yi Qusheng, you are old! I will replace you and become the 5,800th person on the Heaven Board from today on. To be honest, I have never treated you as an opponent. My opponent is someone else, I’m just using you to practice.”

“You will not brag like this once I kick you out of the Heavenly Ring.”

Yi Qusheng was a bit angry. He mobilized his Genuine Qi, then rushed toward Lu Fantian and struck out a handprint.

BANG! BANG!

The two masters fought fiercely.

A loud noise rose up in the Coliseum of the Martial Market. Nearly 12,000 warriors sat watching the battle between Lu Fantian and Yi Qusheng.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen walk in, Lu Xuan immediately rushed down and took hold of his arm.

“Zhang Ruochen, you’re finally here! My elder brother is a warlike. He can’t wait to go to the Coliseum and challenge warriors on the Heaven Board. He has already defeated seven people.”

Zhang Ruochen looked toward the Heavenly Ring. He said, “Your brother’s strength has progressed. I remember he used to rank 300,000th on the Heaven Board. Now, he’s actually challenging Yi Qusheng, a top 10,000 warrior.”

Lu Xuan smiled. “With my brother’s current strength, it is not hard to defeat Yi Qusheng. Of course, it is because of the Purple Cloud-patterned Eaglewood that you gave him. After refining the Eaglewood, his Body of Sacred Tree reached its Peak. According to the Master, my brother’s current physical quality is enough to contend with a Saintly Being.”

Zhang Ruochen carefully observed the battle. He could not help nodding his head and gasping in admiration. “They are very powerful, their martial techniques are ingenious, and the moves are fluent. They have almost played warriors’ strength to its limit. Few people under the Fish-dragon Realm can match this.”

If Zhang Ruochen did not use his Martial Soul, there was no absolute certainty he could defeat Lu Fantian based on his current strength.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen could feel that Lu Fantian was hiding some of his skills. He did not use all his strength when fighting against Yi Qusheng.

Zhang Ruochen had been able to absorb the Half-Saint’s Light and advance his Martial Soul to the Sixth Change of the Fish-dragon Realm.

With the help of the powerful Sword Sanctum, Lu Fantian certainly had the ability to find Half-Saint’s Light and enhance his Martial Soul. Even if his Martial Soul had not reached the Sixth Change, it was not much lower.

Zhang Ruochen felt for the first time that the fight between him and Lu Fantian would probably be a fierce one. It would not be easy to defeat him.

Zhang Ruochen was sitting in the Spectator Stands, when he suddenly noticed a familiar petite figure. She wore aquamarine robes with a white jade belt around her slim waist outlining her curvy figure.

It was Duanmu Xingling.

Duanmu Xingling was sitting behind Zhang Ruochen. The teenage girl always had a charming smile on her face. “Zhang Rouchen, I heard that you will play against the Sword Sanctum disciple, so I came to the Coliseum first thing this morning. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Ever since he discovered Duanmu Xingling’s true identity, the relationship between them had been awkward. They were no longer as intimate as they once were.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Duanmu Xingling and smiled. “Senior sister apprentice Duanmu, it’s been a long time.”

Duanmu Xingling grinned. A tinge of regret crept into her voice. “We all live in the Courier Station of Martial Market, but you never take the initiative to see me. Certainly, it’s been a long time.”

“I knew that once you discovered my true identity, our relationship would never be the same.”

She said her last sentence using sound wave, so only Zhang Ruochen could hear it.

She took a deep breath, and said in a self-deprecating tone, “You keep your mind on preparing for the next fight. Don’t worry about me. I’ve just been thinking too much recently. Lu Fantian is a powerful opponent, you must not take it lightly. If you defeat him, I will give you a Five Elements Spirit Treasure.”