Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
"Up."
Zhang Ruochen bent his arm and released his s.p.a.ce Domain, enveloping Mu Lingxi and Han Qiu. He performed the Spatial Move and disappeared from the street.
With a boom, a thick pillar of white light hit the ground. The powerful shockwaves spread in all directions like white ripples. The stone on the ground shattered, turning to dust.
Following that, the buildings on either side started collapsing. A moment later, one-fifth of the entire Shentai City sank into the ground. It lifted up a ma.s.s of ash-gray dirt.
Small rings of ripples appeared in the air.
Zhang Ruochen, Mu Lingxi, and Han Qiu emerged from the center of the ripples. They landed on the top of a damaged building.
The three looked down. There was now a huge crater in the center of the city.
Fortunately, the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon had hit the ground. One could imagine what would have happened if that strike had hit them.
Is this the destructive ability of the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon?
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, fear growing in his heart. After all, the Shentai City was used by the outer disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect to trade. There were many defensive formations inside the city and underground.
Most of the formations within the city had been destroyed, but the foundation was still extremely st.u.r.dy. It was obviously difficult to create such destruction.
Whoos.h.!.+
Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves. The Abyss Ancient Sword flew out in a dark streak. It forced through the Spiritual Qi and rushed into the white mist.
"Good."
Cao Feng added Holy Qi into the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon once again. A beam of light surged out of the cannon, flying toward the Abyss Ancient Sword. He wanted to use the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon to decimate Zhang Ruochen's artillery.
Zhang Ruochen's heart twitched. The Abyss Ancient Sword suddenly rushed up, appearing above Cao Feng. Then it struck down. Sword Qi poured down like a sheet of water.
Cao Feng knew that Zhang Ruochen wasn't easy to deal with, so he didn't underestimate the man. However, Zhang Ruochen's attack was still beyond his expectations. He was forced to abandon the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon. He rushed forward, escaping from the top of the city wall like a laser beam.
Rip!
The powerful Sword Qi split the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon into two halves. A 30-foot-wide crack opened up in the center of the wall, extending to the ground. Even the ground had a long gash.
Han Qiu was dumbfounded. The fight before her eyes was completely in the Half-Saint Realm. Any mishap would pulverize the entire city.
The law of Kunlun's Field clearly stated that Half-Saints were forbidden to fight inside a city. This was because a Half-Saint's horrifying power could hurt many innocent people.
Even so, there were still Half-Saints who didn't care about people's lives. They would ignore the imperial court's law and reduce cities to rubble.
Thus, the imperial court would set up defensive formations in every city. Some important cities even had defenses below every street. If the attacks reached a certain level, the defenses would be activated automatically. This way, losses could be reduced to a minimum.
This was why the large forces would first send their younger disciples to take care of fights. A force would only start a Half-Saint fight if they had no other choice.
When Cao Feng landed on the ground and saw that the Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon had been destroyed by the Abyss Ancient Sword, his expression turned ugly.
After all, the resources spent to create an Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon were enough to cultivate two Half-Saints. He'd lost an Earth Martial Saint Light Cannon to save himself. Even if he survived this, he would be punished by the Ministry of War.
He might be able to make up for it if he captured Zhang Ruochen.
"Seven-dimension Ice Palm."
Cao Feng released his saint soul again. He manipulated the Spiritual Qi into two palms. The air in the entire Shentai City instantly froze over. Snowflakes floated down from the sky.
The powerful palm slapped down at Zhang Ruochen, sweeping over.
Zhang Ruochen also struck with a palm. The palm contained images of a fire dragon and elephant. It chased away the icy Qi, making Cao Feng spit out blood as he fell into the crater at the center of the city.
Cao Feng flew out of the crater. His hair was a mess and he was covered in dirt. He wanted to attack Zhang Ruochen again.
"Stop!" Wan Ji roared. "Back down. You aren't his match."
Cao Feng was indeed badly hurt. His legs gave out and he half-knelt onto the ground. Then he took out a pill and began healing himself.
Wan Ji stared at Zhang Ruochen. "You can defeat Cao Feng while in the Fish-Dragon Realm and didn't even use your full power. Zhang Ruochen, you should be able to fight a third level Half-Saint now, right?"
"You can't even see through my abilities with your cultivation?" Zhang Ruochen asked in return.
Wan Ji's expression didn't change, but his heart was greatly affected. The abilities that Zhang Ruochen had displayed were too shocking. Even Wan Zhaoyi hadn't been this strong when he was at the peak of the Ninth Change. Wan Zhaoyi was known as the top genius of Kunlun's Field in the past century.
However, the Wan Family and Zhang Ruochen were at opposing fronts now. Thus, they couldn't let Zhang Ruochen mature. Now was the best time to remove Zhang Ruochen.
Murderous intent shone in Wan Ji's eyes. Next, he released his Saint Soul Territory. It spread out from under his feet.
Oh no.
Zhang Ruochen's expression hardened. He opened his arms, pulling his s.p.a.ce Domain back. Finally, it shrunk to only 30 feet wide.
Wan Ji's Saint Soul Territory crashed against Zhang Ruochen's s.p.a.ce Domain. Zhang Ruochen's trio flew out from the impact. However, the s.p.a.ce Domain didn't shatter. It protected them closely.
What was most terrifying about a Half-Saint? It was the Saint Soul Territory. If a first level Half-Saint's Saint Soul Territory fell upon a Monk in the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm, it could create 100 times more gravity.
A second level Saint Soul Territory could impose 1,000 times more weight on the Monk.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen, Mu Lingxi, and Han Qiu all had special physiques. They could release their laksana. A second level Half-Saint's Saint Soul Territory couldn't affect them.
However, Wan Ji wasn't just a first or second level Half-Saint. Zhang Ruochen guessed that he was at least a seventh level Half-Saint or even stronger.
Wan Ji didn't even have to attack. He could kill a Fish-Dragon Monk with just his Saint Soul Territory.
He stared at Zhang Ruochen, a bit shocked. "The power of s.p.a.ce is indeed mysterious. It can actually fend off my Saint Soul Territory. Interesting."
Zhang Ruochen was using all his might to hold up the s.p.a.ce Domain under the extreme pressure. If Wan Ji was a bit stronger, the s.p.a.ce Domain might not have been able to bear the pressure either.
Wan Ji saw the sweat rolling down Zhang Ruochen's forehead and smiled. "Unfortunately, you're too weak. Even if you can control the power of s.p.a.ce, you still can't make a difference."
He didn't want to keep wasting time talking. Wan Ji stepped forward and appeared at the edge of the s.p.a.ce Domain, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
Crackle!
Wan Ji's hands were completely covered in Holy Qi. They gradually reached into the s.p.a.ce Domain, striking toward Zhang Ruochen's head.
Just then, Wan Ji saw a strange smile appear on Zhang Ruochen's face. How could he smile when he was so close to death?
Suddenly, a black pill appeared between Zhang Ruochen's fingers. He threw it at Wan Ji.
Boom!
The black pill exploded. It transformed into a puff of Evil Death Qi, enveloping Wan Ji's palm. The Evil Death Qi was strongly corrosive. It quickly ate through Wan Ji's Holy Qi and invaded his meridians.
Wan Ji's expression changed. He quickly retreated and sealed the meridian of his right arm as quickly as possible. This stopped the Evil Death Qi from spreading through his entire body.
One must admit that Wan Ji was well-experienced. It was quite impossible to plot against him.
Of course, it was still a feat to make him suffer a bit. Zhang Ruochen naturally had to take advantage of this.
"Sword Three."
Wielding the Abyss Ancient Sword, he rushed forward and stabbed with all his might. Thousands of beams of Sword Qi burst forth. Then they grouped together, becoming one with the Abyss Ancient Sword.
Wan Ji stopped immediately. Instead of fighting back, he stood in place and grouped all his Holy Qi before his chest.
When the Abyss Ancient Sword was three feet from Wan Ji's chest, it was stopped by an invisible force. It couldn't continue on.
Power with earth-shaking momentum surged out of Wan Ji, sending Zhang Ruochen flying.
Zhang Ruochen landed, half-kneeling on the ground. He supported himself with his sword. Blood flowed out of his palms, streaming down the body of his sword and dripping onto the ground.
