Chapter 1243 - Xuanhuang Qi (1/2)

Chapter 1243: Xuanhuang Qi

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Zhang Ruochen, do you really think you can intimidate a saint at Xuanhuang Realm as a lower-cla.s.s saint? You’re being a joke.”

Demoness Xue Zhen wasn’t arrogant, but she didn’t believe that a lower-cla.s.s saint could rival her.

Few could fight those who were one level higher than them at the state of saint.

Those who could fight saints that were two levels superior were some incredible creatures like Carnivorous Holy Flower and Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon, and some of the very few Taigu remains.

She had never heard of anyone who could fight saints three levels superior to them.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to waste time on talking. He murmured, “Abyss.”

Hua La.

The Abyss Ancient Sword flew out and floated above Zhang Ruochen.

Holy Qi gushed out of the one-hundred and forty-four apertures of Zhang Ruochen’s body, turning into one-hundred and forty-four airflows, filling the sword.

Inscriptions emerged on the surface of the black sword. One thousand, two thousand and three thousand…

There were more than six thousand inscriptions on the Abyss Ancient Sword. It was a top-tier thousand-pattern saint weapon.

Zhang Ruochen could only utilize four thousand inscriptions with his cultivation. He couldn’t wield the true power of the Abyss Ancient Sword.

Hong Long Long.

Thousand-patterns destruction gushed out of the Abyss Ancient Sword. All of a sudden, tens of thousands of sword Qi were formed in the sky and land.

“Four thousand inscriptions… No wonder you dare challenge me. You have such an impressive saint weapon.”

Demoness Xue Zhen’s turned stiff, as she wasn’t as positive as before.

It was difficult for even upper-cla.s.s saints to trigger four thousand inscriptions at the same time, yet Zhang Ruochen was able to do so as a lower-cla.s.s saint.

Which meant he was indeed exceptional.

Demoness Xue Zhen knew that she couldn’t underestimate Zhang Ruochen. She raised her hand, and Yu Jing Saint Mirror flew up from her palm, getting larger and larger as if it were a moon hanging above everyone’s head.

“Zhang Ruochen, you could barely trigger the four thousand inscriptions, could you? Do you know what this is?”

Demoness Xue Zhen held Yu Jing Saint Mirror with no effort, yet the savage barren ancient forces from the mirror were more powerful than the thousand-pattern destruction from the Abyss Ancient Sword.

Zhang Ruochen had indeed used all his power to trigger the four thousand inscriptions on the Abyss Ancient Sword.

Zhang Ruochen said, “What do you have to be proud of? The only edge you have is Xuanhuang Qi.”

“It seems you’ve never fought a creature at Xuanhuang Realm. You have no idea how forceful Xuanhuang Qi is.” Demoness Xue Zhen gave a snort a contempt.

When a saint reached Xuanhuang Realm, their holy Qi would turn into Xuanhuang Qi.

Xuan was the sky, and Huang was the land.

The so-called Xuanhuang Qi was Qi of sky and land. It was holy Qi, but it was purer.

Even a trace of Xuanhuang Qi was more powerful than all the holy Qi in a lower-cla.s.s saint combined.

Besides, the thousand-patterns saint weapons wielded by Xuanhuang Qi were more forceful.

Which was why the gap between upper-cla.s.s saints and saints at Xuanhuang Realm was enormous. It was difficult for an upper-cla.s.s saint to fight a Xuanhuang saint, which was why Demoness Xue Zhen didn’t even consider Zhang Ruochen to be her equal.

Little did she know that Zhang Ruochen had both the Abyss Ancient Sword and Ten Saints Blood Armor. He could use the power of ten saints to rival a Xuanhuang saint.

Demoness Xue Zhen pointed forward, and a trace of Xuanhuang Qi gushed out of her finger, filling Yu Jing Saint Mirror.

The savage barren forces coming from Yu Jing Saint Mirror became stronger. They crushed toward Zhang Ruochen and crushed all the sword Qi around him.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t use spatial move to dodge it. Instead, he wanted to ward off that attack directly to see how powerful a Xuanhuang saint beast was.

Hua.

the Abyss Ancient Sword flew forward and clashed with Yu Jing Saint Mirror, making a deafening metal sound.

Yu Jing Saint Mirror dissipated the thousand-patterns destruction force from the Abyss Ancient Sword, knocking the sword down.

The barren savage destruction force formed a savage barren world where there were dozens of ancient mountains and tens of thousands of phantoms of savage beasts, which tried to annihilate Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t able to defend himself against that force.

He had to activate Ten-saints Blood Armor to cover his body. He yelled, “Power of ten saints, Unmovable Emperor Ming Saintly Look.”

Ten saint shadows rushed out of the armor and stood in ten different directions around Zhang Ruochen.

At the center of the ten saint shadows was a human being which was as large as a mountain. He stood up like a G.o.d.

The Unmovable Emperor Ming Saintly Look and the power of ten saints were combined and formed a palm print, clas.h.i.+ng with Yu Jing Saint Mirror, diving.

Hong Long.

Unmovable Emperor Ming Saintly Look and Ten Saints Phantom were all crushed, turning into eleven saint Qi clouds.