Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Three thousand runes appeared on the Abyss Ancient Sword. Like 3,000 chains, they connected the sword to the Spiritual Qi. Whizzing Sword Qi filled the sky.
Faced with such a strong force, Liao Teng felt extreme pressure. He also held a Thousand-pattern Sword Weapon, but he only had 2,000 runes. It couldn't be compared to the Abyss Ancient Sword.
Zhang Ruochen stood in the air. Holding his sword, he asked, "Palace Lord Liao, won't you use your full power now?"
"Junior, do not be arrogant. No matter who you are, you won't be able to escape today."
Liao Teng huffed. Shocking blood-red light poured out of him. Dense Rules of Saintly Way rushed out, weaving into a tall saintly image. A middle-level saintly image was much stronger than that of a lower-level Saint. It wasn't an apparition. It was like a huge statue made of blood-red crystal. Its powerful aura was as terrifying as a divine image in a temple.
Liao Teng cultivated the palm way. The rules that were weaved in the saintly image were mostly from the palm way too. In addition, there were some other small rules. The entire world shook when the saintly image moved.
"Palm Print World."
Liao Teng rode the saintly image. Using the Rules of Saintly Way, he used a saintly fist spell and unleashed 36 times the combat power.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes hardened. That moment, he entered the Man Sword state. Using Sword Five, he shone as brightly as a shooting star. With a boom, he pa.s.sed through Liao Teng's Palm Print World.
The Ten Saints Blood Armor, Abyss Ancient Sword, and Zhang Ruochen's own power—these three powerful forces grouped together and crashed against Liao Teng's saintly image.
Kaboom.
A large ma.s.s of Rules of Saintly Way in the image's abdomen shattered with loud booms.
Zhang Ruochen attacked a second time, a third… He made seven attacks and finally stabbed through the saintly image. His sword cut down with the Destruction of the Thousand-pattern on Liao Teng's neck.
Liao Teng avoided a fatal hit, but a large part of his right shoulder was sliced off. Fresh blood poured out of it.
This guy is too much. How can he use the Destruction of the Thousand-pattern endlessly? Isn't he worried that his Holy Qi will be used up?
Liao Teng hurriedly rushed into the sky to avoid Zhang Ruochen's second strike. He took a bottle out, wanting to drink the divine blood inside to recover.
Zhang Ruochen didn't give him the chance this time. The apparitions of the Luan and phoenix appeared on his legs. Stepping on these divine birds, he hurried forward.
The Abyss Ancient Sword swung at Liao Teng's head.
He dodged again, avoiding the fatal attack. However, the bottle in his hand was. .h.i.t. It shattered and all the divine blood spilled out.
"Dammit. You really think that I can't kill you?"
Liao Teng glared and many veins bulged on his body. His skin cracked and his body expanded. Fangs grew out of his mouth; his nails sharpened into claws.
Rip.
A pair of blood-red wings rushed out of his back. They unfurled to more than 300 feet wide, emanating evil Qi.
Seeing this, Ji Shui's emotions were in uproar. Sub-palace lord Liao Teng of the Disorder Heavenly Palace is a Vampire. Aren't there too many Vampires infiltrating the Blood G.o.d Sect?
A sect from the ancient times actually had two Saints who were Immortal Vampires. This was unbelievable.
"You finally showed your true self." Zhang Ruochen's expression turned serious.
He knew that since Liao Teng showed his true self, he wouldn't be as restricted as before. His aura was already more powerful.
Whoos.h.!.+
Zhang Ruochen used the full power of Sword Six to attack Liao Teng. He hadn't completed Sword Six yet, but it was already very advanced. It was able to sweep across the sky.
Liao Teng reached out and pressed down. A silver bracelet in his palm spun rapidly. It formed a whirlpool that actually stopped the Abyss Ancient Sword.
He quickly struck forward and hit Zhang Ruochen's chest.
Thud.
Ten beams of saintly soul apparitions shattered. Zhang Ruochen felt overpowering force hit his body. His vision turned dark and he flew back, uncontrolled. The Ten Saints Blood Armor blocked most of Liao Teng's power, but Zhang Ruochen was still injured. His organs went out of place and his skeleton almost fell apart.
"I was restricted from trying to hide my ident.i.ty earlier. Now, I will let you know that the difference in level can't be made up for by a few powerful weapons."
Liao Teng's b.l.o.o.d.y wings were like two sharp blades. They cut through the sky, going toward Zhang Ruochen's head.
Zhang Ruochen raised his arms. A blue dragon appeared on one arm. A blue elephant appeared on the other. He attacked with the tenth palm of the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm.
"Dragon Traveling Nine Days."
A dragon's roar sounded. A dragon claw appeared above the two palm prints and flew toward Liao Teng.
Liao Teng's wings crashed against the dragon claw. It ripped the claw apart from the center and struck at Zhang Ruochen's head.
Zhang Ruochen turned his sword horizontal and blocked the wings' strength. Sweetness burst in his throat. Blood flowed out of his mouth and he plummeted to the ground.
Kaboom!
Zhang Ruochen crushed a pavilion and disappeared in the ruins. The majestic pavilion was shattered. Even the surrounding ground was ravaged.
Liao Teng flapped his wings and flew to the ruins. He sent out his silver bracelet again, attacking below to completely kill Zhang Ruochen.
The silver bracelet was a Thousand-pattern Weapon. If hit, even a steel mountain would shatter, let alone a person.
Boom.
The sound of metal cras.h.i.+ng arose from the ruins. Then the silver bracelet ricocheted back.
Liao Teng was surprised. How could Gu Linfeng still be able to fight back? He caught the silver bracelet and saw that there was a faint scratch on it. It had been damaged.
"Such a sharp sword."
A lightbulb went off in Liao Teng's mind. He suddenly thought of someone who had similar methods as Gu Linfeng. This man was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.
Zhang Ruochen walked out of the ruins with the Abyss Ancient Sword. He was covered in the Ten Saints Blood Armor, hiding his expression. "Even if I use all my power, I still can't stop your attack. Palace Lord Liao, are you really only a new mid-level Saint?"
Liao Teng couldn't tell how hurt Gu Linfeng was, so he didn't attack brashly. "If I was an experienced mid-level Saint, you would've been dead long ago. You would've never survived until now."
"Seems like I still have to work hard," Zhang Ruochen said.
"It's good to have such realizations," Liao Teng said. "However, you won't have the chance to work harder."
He pushed up the saintly image again. Waving the fist print, a burst of destructive saintly might flooded over to give Zhang Ruochen the fatal strike.
Zhang Ruochen raised his head. Unmoved, he swiped his finger, uttering, "Open!"
A dark black crack opened up in the sky, like a door to the void. It ripped apart the saintly image and flew toward Liao Teng.
"How is this possible… The s.p.a.ce was torn…I know now…You are Zhang Ruochen…"
Liao Teng finally remembered. Right now, Gu Linfeng was too similar to Zhang Ruochen. It was possible that they were the same person.
The transformation spell of the Immortal Vampires was known throughout, and no one could see through it. Liao Teng didn't think that Zhang Ruochen's spell would be so powerful too.
He didn't dare to touch the spatial crack and flashed to the right.
When he ripped the s.p.a.ce, Zhang Ruochen had already predicted that Liao Teng would dodge to the right. Thus, he used the Spatial Move and appeared above Liao Teng.
"Zi Sword."
He used the Zi Sword of the Twelfth Hour Sword Technique. The time print was combined with the sword move, slowing down the surrounding time.
Poof.
The Abyss Ancient Sword swept sideways and cut down Liao Teng's head.
An Immortal Vampire Saint's vitality was terrifying. Even beheaded, Liao Teng was still conscious. The two separate parts flew toward one place, trying to reconnect.
"Strike again."
Zhang Ruochen curled up 36 beams of Sword Qi and hit Liao Teng's body. The saint body split apart, flying in countless directions.
Flying through the sky, Liao Teng's head made an odd sound. Rings of Holy Qi ripples and Rules of Saintly Way spread out.
Boom, boom.
The pieces of the saintly body exploded into clouds of b.l.o.o.d.y Qi and flew toward the head.
"You're already in pieces like this and you still want to reform a body?"
Zhang Ruochen was quite shocked. He took out a Half-Saint Blood Repression Rune. Adding Holy Qi into it, he struck at Liao Teng's head. When the rune approached Liao Teng's head, it exploded with a boom. Transforming into a ball of white energy, it covered the head.
The white energy was like a net. It trapped Liao Teng's head, sealing the Blood Qi within.
"What is that?" Liao Teng roared.
Powerful saintly force poured out of the seven openings of his head. It actually broke apart the Blood Repression Rune's white net and escaped.
On the other hand, the beams of Blood Qi had flown back. They would soon rejoin the head.
"So powerful. He's heavily injured but still so strong."
Zhang Ruochen didn't want to use the only Saint Blood Repression Rune, so he took out nine Half-Saint runes in a row. He was ready to send them flying.
Liao Teng clearly sensed danger. He used a G.o.d-connecting Technique and the entire head started burning. The power was even more terrifying than when he was at his prime.
"Zhang Ruochen!" he roared. "Even if I fall back into the Half-Saint Realm, I can still kill you."
After using the G.o.d-connecting Technique, Liao Teng was clearly way above Zhang Ruochen's level.
Zhang Ruochen didn't want to waste nine Blood Repression Runes, so he put them away and waved his hand. "Whatever. Qing Mo, here you go. I want him alive."
