if she couldn't feel the chill.A playful smile danced in Qin Ya's eyes, her lips were red and glistening. "When you meet someone interesting," she said, "you naturally want to know more about him.""T...Chi Kongle bit his pearly white teeth tightly, staring intently at Zhang Ruocheng's figure in the distance.
Having witnessed the drastic changes in Ziwei Palace with his own eyes and seeing so many powerful figures from the court perish, Chi Kongle's heart was deeply shaken.
She wasn't afraid, but she dared not show it. As the daughter of Zhang Ruochin and Queen Chi Yao, in such a critical time, how could she reveal any weakness
Jiutian Xuannü's eyes were complex, a sigh escaping her lips as she watched Zhang Ruochin arrive at the Yuanshi Divine Temple.
It seems like everything was destined to happen!
What...
Zhang Ruochen, with his long hair fluttering in the wind, stood tall and imposing, facing those powerful warriors from the Heavenly Realm faction who exuded holy light.
His eyes glinted with a murderous intent.
If he were to come later, the pool of joy would fall into the hands of King Fangze.
"Is this the demeanor of the Heavenly Realm as the dominant world of the Western Universe Do you even know the true responsibility of a dominant world" Zhang Ruochen said.
Michael the Archangel, his eyes narrowed slightly, spoke in a low voice: "Zhang Ruochin, you are not yet qualified to evaluate the Heavenly Realm."
"Don't even say a small Saint King, even if it were a deity, would dare to comment on the Heavenly Realm." A cultivator beside him said arrogantly.
Zhang Ruochin looked around at the crowd of strong cultivators from the Heavenly Realm, and said: “There are nearly five hundred Saint Kings present, all peerless heroes. I think that at least half of them will be able to reach the Great Saint realm in the future! If they all die here, the great worlds behind them will suffer a generational setback.”
"I'm giving you a chance now, kneel down immediately and surrender. I will report everything here to the Moon God, and Heaven Palace will handle it. Fair enough, isn't it"
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The powerful warriors of the Heavenly Realm faction all had anger in their eyes.
Should they kneel down
Wow, that's so arrogant!
Zhang Ruochin, don't tell me you're really stupid, or are you just pretending The person who should be kneeling and begging for mercy is you. But even if you beg, it's useless. You must die here today." Xu Tianting, the newly appointed leader of the Jian Shen Realm, sneered.
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"You've been given a chance, and since you refuse to kneel, don't blame me for unleashing carnage." Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows shot up, and the killing intent emanating from him grew even stronger.
"Believe it or not, if even a corner of me can't touch you, half of you will die first"
As they spoke, Zhang Ruochin flipped his hand and took out the sundial. He immediately mobilized millions of time rules and injected them all in.
Meanwhile, he operated the scripture, drawing a vast amount of divine essence from the solar energy transformed by the seven stars' godling.
These divine essences are enough to support his brief existence and unleash the power of the sundial.
"Whoosh."
In an instant, the sundial emanated an ineffable Dao rhyme, displaying a layer of cyan light and shooting out countless light spots that transformed into a shimmering ribbon, charging towards the powerhouse of the Celestial Realm faction.
Every dot is a time mark.
A magnificent river of time, a phantom projection, materialized out of thin air, resonating with the sundial.
Wherever the Azure Weaver passes, time becomes extremely chaotic, and space-time itself is distorted.
" Devouring Worm. "
Meanwhile, Zhang Ruochen opened the Universe Realm, a large amount of blue flames flying out from it at an astonishing speed, charging towards the experts of the Heavenly Paradise Faction.
Every blue flame was a devourer of gods, scattered like stars, countless in number. Some were as small as fingernail clippings, others the size of fists, some comparable to basin, and even grinding discs, possessing the ability to consume everything.
The Devourer, extremely difficult to tame.
Since Zhang Ruochin received the celestial godwood trunk, he has hardly ever used it.
Now his cultivation base has greatly increased, reaching the peak of the Saint King realm. Moreover, the new sapling of the Heavenly God Tree is growing rapidly. He can finally control a large number of Devourer Worms.
In this kind of group battle, the role of Devourer is undoubtedly maximized.
"Ah..."
"Help me, the divine pattern on my body has been burned through!"
"Why has my hair turned white I've got wrinkles on my hands."
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With such powerful cultivation, he could practically walk sideways under the Great Saints. To kill the weakest of the Immortal Great Saints, he wouldn't even need to exert much effort.
But facing Zhang Ruochin, the archangel Michael, had no confidence at all.
When Zhang Ruochin crossed the Sea of Truth, he had already seen the gap between them, and his confidence was almost shattered.
The holy shield blossomed with brilliant radiance, its surface woven with countless luminous rules, boasting astonishing defensive power.
"Bang."
The holy shield, struck by the cross sword's attack, dimmed with fading radiance.
A tremendous force, transmitted through the holy shield, struck Michael the archangel directly, sending him flying backwards.
Archangel Michael, the king of angels, slammed into the primordial temple with immense force. A cross-shaped wound appeared on his chest, and holy blood flowed profusely.
"Pffft."
Michael the archangel king spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes flashing with horror.
He knew Zhang Ruochin was strong, but he never expected him to be this strong. A Saint King Realm cultivator possessing such terrifying power is simply unimaginable.
His gaze shifted, and Zhang Ruochin looked towards the Yuanchu Divine Temple. A strange light flashed in his eyes.
Inside the temple, a man was subduing a blood-dripping sword.
That person spread their hands wide, releasing dozens of strange chains that enveloped the blood-dripping sword. Step by step, they entwined it, clearly intending to forcibly take it.
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The Blood Sword trembled incessantly, but it was unable to break free.
Zhang Ruochin was very clear about the power of the Blood Sword. It possessed strength surpassing that of Yama Wushen, at least 80% of his power, even exceeding Yin Yuanchen's.
Even with Yama no Kami's formidable power, it would be difficult to suppress the special nature of the Bloody Sword, let alone control it.
"Another fallen one, and... he's from the Bai Jia realm." Zhang Ruochen mused.
Compared to the Immortal Realm fallen Tian Ling, who was killed by him, this person is undoubtedly much stronger. Since he fell from the Baijia Realm, he must still possess various techniques of the Baijia Realm.
The Great Saints of the Immortal Realm and the Hundred Steps Realm are worlds apart, incomparable.
This person had a veil of mist surrounding them, and even Zhang Ruochin's Eye of Truth found it difficult to see through.
Zhang Ruochin would naturally not stand by and watch the Blood-Stained Sword being taken. He immediately grasped the hilt with both hands, wielding the Abyssal Ancient Sword and slashed out a peerless blade of brilliance.
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All the chains that bound the blood-stained sword were severed in an instant.
Taking this opportunity, the Blood Sword instantly broke free, transforming into a streak of blood light and flying to Zhang Ruochin's side.
Zhang Ruochin, you're looking for death.
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The Ba Jia Jing fallen cultivator's eyes were filled with fury, and a terrifying killing intent emanated from his body.
If it weren't for Zhang Ruochin's interference, he would have been able to collect the Blood Dripping Sword in no time.veryone's soul is as powerful as Xue Changjin's. Naturally, they criticized Xue Changjin one after another, speaking up for Zhang Ruochin."I am a member of the Nether Clan. May I speak a word of fairn...