Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Inside the ancient city were streets, castles and buildings in good order. It could be told that this was a once thriving and bustling city.
Yet at this moment, black ghost fog permeated the entire city, making shrill and terrifying screams, rus.h.i.+ng over the street, leaving a trail of bodies behind.
The fire was burning, and the smoke billowed.
The ancient city with a long history was immediately engulfed in fire, turning into ruins and the playground for dead souls and battle corpses.
At the center of the ancient city were great beings from Ancient necromancer race and Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race led by Feng Yinchan and Yin Xuanji, encircling the residence of the city leader.
The residence of the city leader looked like a castle.
The most powerful aboriginal monks all went back to the city leader residence, trying to use the guarding-residence formation to resist the outer-realm evil demons to save their lives.
"You outer-realm evil demons. You're robbers and murderers. You've committed such crimes. You'll certainly face a painful death."
Someone cursed inside the city leader residence.
Outside the city leader residence.
Yin Xuanji, who was the descendant of Ancient necromancer race, was bandaged with a white shroud, and his body looked like a mummy with only his eyes revealed.
The white shroud was a priceless valuable as it used to be the shroud of a supreme saint.
Winding it around his body, Yin Xuanji could absorb the immense amount of power from the shroud, improving his strength drastically.
Yin Xuanji had a hoa.r.s.e voice. He said, "No need to talk to them. Let's make attacks together and destroy the defense formation and kill all the aboriginal monks. Remember, don't ruin their corpses. I need them to make battle corpses."
The powerful beings from Ancient necromancer race immediately performed hand print secret techniques, controlling the battle corpses behind them, attacking the residence of the city leader.
"Hong!"
"Hong Long!"
The energy ripples from some of the battle corpses were so powerful that they could match those of beast kings. Each strike could shake the entire guarding formation.
And then, Feng Yinchan also gave an order that those from Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race join and attack the defense formation.
After a short while, the defense formation was destroyed.
Both the ancient races combined sent twelve battle corpse kings and Unusual King, das.h.i.+ng forward and crus.h.i.+ng the aboriginal monks.
Among the aboriginal monks was a martial king with six dragon shadows around him. He yelled, "Are you really going to kill us all?"
"So what?"
Yin Xuanji put on a wicked smile and said.
"Then we'll die together."
The eyes of the Six-dragon martial king turned red. He shouted, performed a sacrificial ancient technique, stamped on the ground and raced toward Yin Xuanji and his people from Ancient Necromancer Race.
The ancient technique her performed could exert destructive power by sacrificing himself before he died, which could annihilate all the creatures around him.
A monk who could refine six dragon shadows was called 'martial king' in Blue Dragon Void World, and it was a powerful being as strong as a beast king.
That six-dragon martial king had been severely injured, which was why he resorted to sacrificing himself.
He exploited all the energies in his body and ran fearlessly in his fastest speed.
"Interesting. He wants to drag me down with him."
Yin Xuanji curled his lips, smiled wickedly. He then pointed with his fingers, hitting out Green Eyes Blue Blood Marble, hitting the chest of the six-dragon martial king.
A cl.u.s.ter of ghostly clouds gushed out of Green Eyes Blue Blood Marble, and the power from the ghostly clouds overwhelmed that of the six-dragon martial king, knocking him back.
"No!"
That six-dragon martial king yelled in agony. His heart was filled with bitterness. Unfortunately, his body exploded in the end, and the destructive power emanating from his body levelled the entire residence of the city leader.
The ultimate technique he performed to perish together with his enemies didn't hurt the exotic-realm evil demons at all, instead, it killed a large number of aboriginal monks.
As for the aboriginal monks, some of them were injured while some of them got killed. They lost all the power to resist.
"Shame. He could've been a great battle corpse."
Yin Xuanji took his Green Eyes Blue Blood Marble back, strolling it in his palm.
Because of the impressive ghost weapon, Green Eyes Blue Blood Marble, Yin Xuanji was able to resist the ultimate savage counter-attack from that six-dragon martial king.
If it weren't for Green Eyes Blue Blood Marble, he wouldn't have been able to make it back to Kunlun's Field from the netherworld.
Yin Xuanji then recalled Zhang Ruochen.
His eyes were filled with glumness, hatred and belligerence.
If he met Zhang Ruochen again, he would definitely make him a corpse slave, rendering him a slave of Yin's family forever.
An aggressive voice came from afar, "Everyone from Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and Ancient Necromancer Race, listen up! Give me all the valuables you have, otherwise, I'll kill you all."
All the monks from Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and Ancient Necromancer Race were infuriated by that.
"Who's being so arrogant?'
Yin Xuanji looked glummer. He looked to the direction where the voice came from.
A red-haired monkey was holding an iron rod and riding a Mud Deer Beast, walking toward the residence of the city leader.
It was Sun Dadi.
"What an arrogant b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Die!"
An elder from Ancient Necromancer Race manipulated a battle corpse wearing a black armor and hit toward Sun Dadi.
Sun Dadi waved his iron rod and crushed that battle corpse that was as powerful as a half saint, crus.h.i.+ng even his bones and the iron armor.
And then, Sun Dadi held his iron rod over his head, exhaling sound wave ripples, shaking the s.p.a.ce around him, "Anyone who stands against me will die!"
The elder from Ancient Necromancer Race was terrified as he realized that red-haired monkey was not easy to fight against. He immediately retreated.
At another direction, Sikong One rolled up his sleeves and showed his thick arms. He was holding a golden staff, pointing at the monks from the two ancient races. He said, "Just behave and don't do anything stupid. We just want valuables, not your lives."
Sikong One didn't looked like a Buddhist monk at this moment, instead, he looked like an evil monk who came from a gang.
On a wide road in the east, Blackie and Zhao s.h.i.+qi led around ten mud deer beasts and crushed tens of members from Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race, disabling them.
Blood-curdling scream came from the street.
Blackie stood up, put its claws behind its back and said, "The seniors from Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and Ancient Necromancer Race, you'd better behave yourselves and not resort to violence. If you anger me, I'll make sure you bleed like h.e.l.l today."
Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo were also riding a mud deer beast in the west. The powerful forces from them forced the monks from Ancient Necromancer Race to keep retreating.
Great beings kept showing up at all directions, so apparently they were from the same team and wanted to rob Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and Ancient Necromancer Race. Didn't they know the power of these two ancient races?
Not only the monks from the two races were dazed, the aboriginal human beings in the city were also confused.
Yin Xuanji spotted Huang Yanchen and recognized her. She was a disciple of Empress Chi Yao, one of the nine heirs and fiancée of Zhang Ruochen.
Feng Yinchan, instead, looked to Sikong One and identified that monk. She pondered him for a while, and then, she looked to the ancient city where ghost fog was tumbling as if she were looking for something. She then laughed like a bell, "Zhang Ruochen, now that you've arrived, why don't you just show yourself?'
"What? Zhang Ruochen is here?"
"No wonder they're so tyrannical. They work for Zhang Ruochen."
The monks from Ancient Necromancer Race and Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race were all terrified.
Although the monks from the two ancient races had been staying in Blue Dragon Dynasty, they had also heard of the extraordinary achievements Zhang Ruochen had in Ingmar Desert, and they knew that he had become a top-tier great being.
He fought nineteen beast kings and Qingtian Tribe alone.
Anyone would be intimidated by him.
"Ao!"
Followed by a deafening beast roaring, Mud Deer Beast King walked through layers of ghost fog, arriving at the center of the ancient city. The force from the beast king was so strong that it terrified all the aboriginal people in the city.
Zhang Ruochen stood straight on the back of Mud Deer Beast King and said, "Now that you know I'm here, it's time for you to leave all the valuables you collected and leave. At least you can save your life in this way."
Yin Xuanji smiled contemptuously and said, "Zhang Ruochen, everyone is saying that you're now the top of your peers and look down upon everyone at your age. I didn't believe that at the beginning, but now I think you really are arrogant and believe that you're invincible now."
"You can try whether I am invincible or not." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Great! You brought yourself to me, then I don't need to go look for you anymore. Today, let's settle our feud once and for all." Yin Xuanji said.
Yin Xuanji didn't underestimate Zhang Ruochen, instead, he treated Zhang Ruochen as a powerful enemy seriously.
Zhang Ruochen was able to domesticate a beast king to be his ride, which meant he might've actually become a top-tier great being.
"Young master, let me go test his power first."
A pre-saint from Ancient Necromancer Race was worried that Yin Xuanji might be injured, so he went forward first.
That pre-saint was called Yin Xian, and he was three generations older than Yin Xuanji. He had pa.s.sed two pre-saint trials, which made him one of the top ten great beings in Ancient Necromancer Race. He was a great power.
Yin Xian didn't get close to Zhang Ruochen, instead, he used a secret technique hand print to control four silver-armored battle corpses to form a corpse formation, das.h.i.+ng toward Zhang Ruochen.
Each silver-armored corpse had the power of a first-trial pre-saint.
The formation comprised of four silver-armored battle corpses was more powerful than a battle corpse king.
Zhang Ruochen waved his arm, hitting out his heir stamp and mobilizing Emperor Qi. The heir stamp that looked like a jade-made palace dived.
That one strike alone destroyed the corpse formation.
"Peng Peng."
Following continuous cracking sounds, the forces from the four silver-armored battle corpses were annihilated, and the corpses became lumps of flesh.
Even Yin Xian was. .h.i.t by the force from the heir stamp. He spit out blood as he was severely injured. He kept retreating until he got to the back of Yin Xuanji.
That force was definitely as powerful as a full-strength strike from a saint
Fortunately, Yin Xian was only hit by the repercussion of the heir stamp, otherwise, he would've been completely annihilated.
The monks from both ancient races were terrified as their legs shook.
Was that the power of a top-tier great being?
Besides, Zhang Ruochen looked calm. Obviously, he didn't even use all his power.
