Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The Sword Qi tore apart the Suanni's apparition and immediately appeared before the Second Prince.
Poof.
A large amount of blood splattered. About half of the Second Prince's body, including his right arm, right leg, and one-third of his head, all flew out.
Zhang Ruochen had used up all his Holy Qi in this strike. He quickly fell from the sky and dropped on the empty s.p.a.ce outside the Sikong Zen Temple. With a hand on the ground, he panted heavily.
The Second Prince also dropped to the ground. He was covered in blood. "I…" he uttered with resentment. "Have…never…been at a loss like this. Today, I will definitely drink all your blood and turn your bones into ash."
Zhang Ruochen had wanted to kill the Second Prince completely with that strike, but the Second Prince's cultivation was too high. He'd actually escaped death and was only gravely injured.
One had to admit that a Vampire's vitality was very strong.
Right then, the Second Prince activated his Blood Qi and pushed his broken body up. He looked extremely menacing. He rushed out of the darkness and charged at Zhang Ruochen again.
"I'll fight if you want. I'm not scared."
Zhang Ruochen had used up all his Holy Qi, but he still had his strong Spiritual Power. He wasn't completely without combat ability.
Crackle.
Dense electrical patterns gathered with Zhang Ruochen as the center. They pa.s.sed through the sky, grouping together.
"Fury of Thunder General." A giant appeared behind Zhang Ruochen. It was made out of intersecting thunder and lightning. It was a huge 100-foot-tall divine general clad in armor. He held an ax of thunder and halberd of lightning.
The mountain that the Sikong Zen Temple was located in was instantly covered in lightning. It transformed into a sea of electricity.
With a boom, the Second Prince's palm print crashed against Zhang Ruochen's spell. He immediately retreated.
Zhang Ruochen took advantage of his success to go further. He cast dozens of spells in a row. He went straight to the middle of the mountain and forced the Second Prince to the bottom.
No matter how high the Second Prince's cultivation was, he was still seriously injured. More than half of his meridians were disabled. His combat ability was greatly reduced. It was already hard for him to attack.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen had used up all his Holy Qi as well. His body was very weak. He supported himself with his will but could collapse at any time.
Would he or the Second Prince last to the end?
At that moment, another b.l.o.o.d.y cloud rolled over from the distance in the night sky. The dark red Blood Qi took up the entire sky. It cast a thin layer of red light onto the ground. The world seemed to become a h.e.l.lish realm.
There was a horrible force inside the cloud. It was very intimidating. One could even make out a blood river, hundreds of feet wide, pa.s.sing through the blood cloud. It connected the horizon with the sky above the temple.
Below it, all the beasts in the forest s.h.i.+vered in fear. They felt fear deep in their souls.
"Second Prince, let me help you." Inside the cloud, Blood General Kongyi unfurled his huge b.l.o.o.d.y wings. He held a blue bone spur in his hands and was charging down at Zhang Ruochen.
The blue bone spur wasn't made from a regular bone. It was a powerful saint weapon. Its name was the Blue Dragon Spur and was 60 feet long. It was made out of the bones of a blue dragon in the Saint Realm. There were 923 patterns carved inside it.
"Haha! Blood General Kongyi, you're here just in time. Kill Zhang Ruochen for me and take the Taotian Sword. If you bring the sword to the Sword Tomb and rescue Pluto, you'll be the top hero." The Second Prince immediately retreated, no longer fighting with Zhang Ruochen.
The previous battle had worsened his injuries. If Blood General Kongyi hadn't come, the Second Prince probably wouldn't have been able to keep going. After retreating, he took out a leather bag and drank the blood inside to recover.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Blood General Kongyi and saw his cultivation clearly. He was actually an eighth level Half-Saint. He was a true high-level Half-Saint.
One must know that all those who reached the higher levels were all cream of the crop Half-Saints. Each one had a chance to try for the Saint Realm. Even if their chances were slim, they were still incomparable to a lower level Half-Saint.
With Zhang Ruochen's current state, he wasn't Blood General Kongyi's match at all. He glared coldly at the Second Prince. With hatred in his heart, he could only retreat. If he had more time, he could definitely kill the Second Prince.
"Cuckoo!" Zhang Ruochen called.
The Elephant-swallowing Rabbit rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's pocket. It transformed into a huge red rabbit and picked up the weak Zhang Ruochen. It immediately rushed toward the Sikong Zen Temple.
"Where are you running to?"
Blood General Kongyi's arm stretched out. He stabbed the Blue Dragon Spur toward Zhang Ruochen's back. The bone crackled and turned into 19 sections. It continued to get longer until it was many miles long. Like a divine snake, it formed a craggy line.
The sharp point shone with even more eye-catching coldness. It could almost blind someone.
Zhang Ruochen's Spiritual Power could clearly feel that he was targeted by the Blue Dragon Spur and he couldn't escape. Even though it hadn't fallen onto him, his back was already in intense pain. The force of the Blue Dragon Spur had already fallen onto Zhang Ruochen, entering his body.
Just as he was about open the third seal of the sarira, a black figure rushed out of the Sikong Zen Temple. The figure was so shockingly fast that he was like a black bolt of lightning.
"Forgive one when you can. Why must you kill him?"
The black shadow was already behind Zhang Ruochen. He reached out a hand and grasped the Blue Dragon Thorn. Five black dragon apparitions emerged from his fingers and let out low roars.
With a burst of power, he tossed Blood General Kongyi and slammed him against the mountain wall with a huge boom. Blood General Kongyi was entirely buried into the dirt.
He's actually stronger than an eighth level Half-Saint?
Zhang Ruochen focused on the black figure. He was met with a dark monk whose skin shone with a light layer of gold.
It was Sikong Two.
However, this Sikong Two was completely different from when Zhang Ruochen had first seen him.
Before, Sikong Two had seemed wooden. He didn't have a bit of energy waves and seemed to be a completely average monk. Now, powerful Buddhist Qi rolled off of him. His force was even stronger than Blood General Kongyi.
Even Zhang Ruochen couldn't see through his power. This implied two things. Either Sikong Two's cultivation was very strong and he'd cultivated some advanced secretive spell that fooled Zhang Ruochen, or he had a powerful figure behind him that had sealed his cultivation.
Either way, it was clear that the Sikong Zen Temple was nothing simple.
Whoos.h.!.+
Blood General Kongyi flew out of the dirt again and shook his body. "Such strong brute force," he said. "I didn't think a temple in the wild would have such a strong figure in it."
The Second Prince had been recovering, but when he saw Sikong Two's technique, he fell into deep thought.
A moment later, he thought of something and his expression changed. "Be careful," he warned immediately. "The technique that he just used is from the top Buddhist Way. It is the Maha Dragon Claw. It's known as the top claw technique of the Thousand Buddha Way."
The Maha Dragon Claw and the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm were both part of the Thousand Buddha Way's top 18 martial techniques. In a way, they'd surpa.s.sed saint spells and represented the top claw and palm techniques.
Each of the 18 martial techniques contained profound and abstruse knowledge. They were enough for a Monk to spend their entire lives on studying them. Once they were cultivated to the extreme, they could become a one-and-only cultivator powerful enough to split mountains, capture dragons, kill Saints, burn the sky, and boil the sea.
"Maha Dragon Claw."
Blood General Kongyi was shocked as well. He stared at Sikong Two again and his expression turned serious.
Sikong Two's expression was still wooden. "The Sikong Zen Temple doesn't wish to be involved in the mortal world's conflicts," he said as if reciting a script. "We only wish to cultivate in peace in the deep mountains. It isn't too late for you Vampires to leave now."
Could Sikong Two really say something like this? Zhang Ruochen still felt that someone was teaching him to say this. Thus, he looked over at the Sikong Zen Temple's gate. He happened to see Sikong One there.
It dawned on Zhang Ruochen and he understood. He smiled faintly.
Blood General Kongyi stared at Sikong Two and sneered. "Monk, our target is Zhang Ruochen. We don't wish to become enemies with the Sikong Zen Temple. If you hand Zhang Ruochen over, we will leave immediately."
"Is that so?"
Sikong Two gazed over in the Sikong Zen Temple's direction to ask for Sikong One's opinion. Sikong One stood inside the gate. He only opened it a crack. He shook his head at Sikong Two and mouthed something to him.
Sikong Two nodded immediately. He turned around and looked at Blood General Kongyi. "No. My senior brother said that Zhang Ruochen is a guest of the Sikong Zen Temple. He's also the first guest who has paid. Our temple is responsible for his safety."
Inside the gate, Sikong One slapped his forehead. "Idiot! Idiot! How can you talk about the money so casually?"
Blood General Kongyi's eyes turned cold. He felt like this dark monk was playing with him.
"Since you don't accept my mercy, then I won't be merciful to you anymore. I will kill you first and then flatten the Sikong Zen Temple. I'd like to see if you can keep cultivating in peace!"
Blood General Kongyi activated all his Holy Qi. It surged into his arms and then into the Blue Dragon Spur. A faint blue glow emerged on the Blue Dragon Spur's surface. It formed the apparition of a huge blue dragon.
Whoos.h.!.+
The Blue Dragon Spur seemed to transform into a coiled dragon. It continued spiraling and stabbed toward Sikong Two's chest.
