Chapter 1218 - Wild Battle (1/2)
Chapter 1218: Wild Battle
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The battle started off immediately. The Saints all released their saintly might, filling the Ancient Taiyin City.
The city’s defensive formation couldn’t be activated, but there were still many defensive formations. The human cultivators all hid in them.
Yao Sheng flew out of the night sky. He landed on the ground with a boom, appearing behind Zhang Ruochen.
“There’s no need for the Death Knight, himself, to attack,” Yao Sheng claimed. “I can kill him by myself.”
In Mo You Valley’s battle, Yao Sheng had fought with Zhang Ruochen and even hurt him. He believed that he’d completely grasped Zhang Ruochen’s true abilities and was confident in killing him.
Yao Sheng had just submitted to the Death Knight, becoming a member of the Immortal Pavilion. He had to achieve something to improve his status.
Killing Zhang Ruochen would be a great achievement.
“Ghost King Chain.”
Yao Sheng opened his mouth and spat out a chain of an arm’s width. It reached out like an iron dragon. Thousands of runes emerged on the chain, releasing the Destruction of the Thousand Patterns.
Kaboom.
Carrying the destructive might, the chain didn’t hit Zhang Ruochen. It went toward Saint Qingfeng, who was flying in the sky.
Saint Qingfeng was slightly shocked. He quickly formed a sword print, uttering, “Mountain Print.”
The saintly sword on his back flew out of the sheath. It shook violently, forming thousands of beams of Sword Qi. They quickly converged into a sword mountain with five peaks.
Boom!
The Ghost King Chain shattered the sword mountain and struck Saint Qingfeng. It sent him plummeting to the ground. The strong shockwave turned the organized pavilions in the manor all into rubble.
Saint Qingfeng’s face was pale. Spitting out blood, he walked out of the rubble and stared at Yao Sheng with shock. “We’re both upper-level Saints. How can we be this different?”
He wasn’t a weak member of the upper-level Saints. However, he was hurt after a slight exchange with Yao Sheng. How could he not be shocked?
As the sub-palace lord of the Nether Heavenly Palace, Yao Sheng was quite famous. Some older Half-Saints of the Ancient Taiyin City already recognized him.
“Yao Sheng actually joined the Immortal Vampires.”
“I heard that Yao Sheng has a male and female saint body. When he attacks, it’s like two upper-level Saints. Very few people below the Xuanhuang Realm can counter him.”
“Didn’t you see that even Saint Qingfeng can’t block his attack? Someone like him probably can only be repressed by a Xuanhuang Realm Saint.”
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Yao Sheng didn’t care about Saint Qingfeng. His eyes only contained Zhang Ruochen. Striding, he rushed forward and chuckled darkly.
“You hid pretty quickly. I’d like to see how much longer you can hide.”
Whoos.h.!.+
Under his control, the Ghost King Chain flew out again. It spun quickly, forming nine 30-foot-wide rings. A menacing head reached above the Ghost King Chain. It was as big as a disc. It appeared in the center of the nine rings, burning with green ghostly fire.
That was a true Saint’s head and contained a true Saint’s power. This attack was too much stronger than the last one.
Saint Qingfeng gasped, thinking, Yao Sheng’s combat ability is terrifying. If he’d used this attack earlier, I wouldn’t only be injured. I’m afraid for Zhang Ruochen’s fate today. He can only be saved if the big figures of the Yin and Yang Sect hurry over.
No matter how strong Zhang Ruochen was, he was still too young. His cultivation was too low and couldn’t go against upper-level Saints.
The power radiating from the Ghost King Chain suffocated countless human cultivators. No one believed that Zhang Ruochen could block it.
Perhaps because of the wine, Zhang Ruochen wasn’t afraid of the Ghost King Chain. He voluntarily welcomed it.
Argh!
Roar!
He raised his arms. A dragon and elephant’s shadow appeared. He pushed forward with both palms, cras.h.i.+ng against the ghostly fire and head.
Zhang Ruochen’s palm power was very harsh and aggressive. He attacked with dozens of palms in a row, forcing the ghostly head and Ghost King Chain flying back.
How is this possible? How can he be this strong?
Yao Sheng was shocked. He questioned whether Zhang Ruochen was Gu Linfeng or not.
Right now, Zhang Ruochen was much stronger than Gu Linfeng. Even without the Ten Saints Blood Armor, he could still counter Yao Sheng.
If Zhang Ruochen really was Gu Linfeng, then had he improved again in a short few days?
How was this possible?
Zhang Ruochen was in a wild state. The blood and Holy Qi within him had become aggressive. Of course, he hadn’t lost all reason. He was still quite conscious. He found it incredible too. When drunk, he could unleash twice the amount of power.
“Ten Saints Blood Armor,” he yelled without thinking, activating the armor.
Ten saintly images appeared, surrounding him from ten directions. With their help, Zhang Ruochen radiated with even stronger might.
Boom!
He slammed forward, forcing Yao Sheng to retreat 100 feet. The ground beneath his feet exploded.
Zhang Ruochen continued to attack. Each palm was like a five-fingered mountain falling down. Yao Sheng could only pa.s.sively defend. No matter what he did, he couldn’t block Zhang Ruochen.