me know if you have other text you'd like translated!Zhang Ruchen grasped his sword with both hands, his body and blade seeming to merge as one. He shot up into the sky like a white rainbow, launchin...A great amount of the Sacred Dew of Purity poured into Zhang Ruochen's belly, immediately transforming into icy and bone-chilling air currents. They enveloped his five internal organs and six bowels, as if trying to freeze his blood solid.

"Chichichi."

A layer of white frost condensed on Zhang Ruochen's skin surface.

As the frost accumulated, layer upon layer, it eventually transformed into a towering iceberg, encasing Zhang Ruochin within its icy depths.

Zhang Ruochin held his breath, but the holy energy within him continued to circulate, transporting wisps of cold air to his Qi Sea and merging it into the Heavenly River.

In the vast expanse of the Tongtian River, over three hundred Saint Dao rules flow ceaselessly. Each rule pulsates with profound power, embodying an immutable truth of the cosmos.

Cultivating over three hundred Saint Dao rules at the same time is both an advantage and a difficulty for Zhang Ruochin's realm improvement.

As time passed, finally, the first Saint Path Rule, completely solidified into a real state, fully manifested, standing out prominently in the Heavenly River.

Zhang Ruochin secretly delighted, continued to work hard.

The second one, the third one, the fourth one...

The light emanating from the Tongtian River grew brighter and brighter, flowing faster and faster.

Even with the obstruction of spacetime crystals, the rules of heaven and earth outside could still sense the changes in Zhang Ruochin's holy dao rules.

Suddenly, "splash!"

As if drawn by an invisible force, the surface of the Whale River churned. The blood-red water rippled and swelled, eventually forming a vortex that grew ever larger, pulling up increasingly high waves.

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In the center of the vortex, heaven and earth spiritual energy condensed into a thick, massive tornado that stretched from the river surface to the top of the clouds, an incredibly magnificent sight.

Zhang Ruochin's Qihai, the transformation speed of the sacred Dao rules accelerated.

After about half a day, except for the rules of time and space, all other rules completely materialized. The Heavenly River emitted dazzling brilliance, melting the icebergs that enveloped Zhang Ruochin.

During the period Zhang Ruochen was cultivating, his Saint Soul clone didn't receive any messages from Mu Lingxi.

Zhang Ruochin couldn't help but frown, a little worried that she might have encountered some unforeseen trouble.

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Zhang Ruochin no longer had the mood to return to the wormhole and exterminate those Rakshasa clan marquises. He immediately flew along the Whale River downstream, preparing to capture a Rakshasa clan marquis or a holy being from the Shatuo Seven Realms, inquiring about recent major events in the Whale River Basin, perhaps finding clues to Mu Lingxi's whereabouts.

After flying for about twenty thousand miles, Zhang Ruochin sensed a violent battle wave ahead. Dao after dao of holy light surged into the sky, causing the air to tremble slightly.

Zhang Ruochin opened his heavenly eyes and gazed towards the direction where the battle was erupting. He didn't detect any demonic aura from the Evil Asura, but rather a group of celestial beings from the Heavenly Court were engaged in combat.

"The Blade Prison Realm... and the Violet Mansion Realm... That's..."

When Zhang Ruochin saw that figure, a strange expression appeared on his face, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly upwards.

There are over sixty saints from the Heavenly Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, all of whom are top-tier experts. Among them, there are even three who have reached the realm of Supreme Saint.

The saint under attack was none other than Qingmo, the skilled goddess and one of the Nine Heavenly Xuan Nü.

Compared to when she used to follow "Huang Yanchen", Qing Mo's appearance has changed drastically. Perhaps, this is her true face.

However, her bearing and demeanor remained unchanged, so Zhang Ruochin recognized her at once.

Qing Mo's cultivation had already reached the True Saint realm. His cultivation speed was quite astonishing. Having received the inheritance of the God of Food, even though he wasn't good at fighting, his strength was formidable, able to confront those in the early stage of the Supreme Saint, battling fiercely.

Nán Shū, the 至聖 (Supreme Saint) of the Purple Mansion Realm, looked to be around twenty-eight or nine years old. She resembled a beautiful young woman, adorned in a magnificent holy robe. A burning light shone in her eyes as she stated, “That silver kitchen knife is no ordinary item. It must be a powerful artifact from ancient times.”

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"What nonsense are you talking about"

Nanshu's gaze turned cold, losing all patience. She extended a hand, molding it into a claw shape, and reached out towards him with a grab. Instantly, a claw mark tens of zhang long materialized in mid-air.

Suddenly, a white arrow flew down from the sky.

"Poof."

The arrow shot through Nán Shū's holy hand, leaving a bloody hole.

The dozens of meters long claw print condensed by Nanshu Zhi Sheng had reached Qing Mo's front. After being impacted by the arrows, it immediately shattered and turned into wisps of blue smoke.

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