Chapter 1522 - : The Power of a Godly Spirits Weapon (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

It was already sunset on the battlefield, leaving crimson clouds in the sky as if there were flames burning.

The saints from Sacred Central Empire had mostly recovered. They gathered around Zhang Ruochen as they wanted to fight side by side with him.

“There’re six hours left before the Saints Merits Battle ends, yet it’s enough for the Luosha armies to kill all the saints from the Shatuo Seven Fields.”

Zhang Ruochen looked at the ground that was reflecting the light of the clouds. He could feel the forces of those first marquises, and there were even a couple of saint kings rus.h.i.+ng toward them.

“Follow the order of her highness; capture Zhang Ruochen.”

Lord Lingquan was rus.h.i.+ng at the front, and he looked very ferocious.

Obviously, he didn’t want to capture Zhang Ruochen alive. He wanted to seize the chance to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Le, Han Qiu, Princess White Li, and the others operated Buddha sariras, and suddenly, thousands of Buddha shadows emerged, s.h.i.+ning upon the area around them with golden light.

“They’re coming for you, your highness. Please leave now, and we’ll ward them off,” Murong Yue said.

Granny Baisu said, “Even if we can’t ward them off completely, we can at least stall them for a while.”

Facing dozens of first marquises, everyone was already certain that they would die trying, but even so, they needed to make sure Zhang Ruochen survived this.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t choose to leave. Instead, he looked to the front.

There weren’t just dozens of first marquises, there was also a large number of second and third marquises. There were wings on their backs, and most of them were flying in the sky. Even the weakest of them were absolute saints.

Even saints were terrified seeing a situation like this.

Nine Heavenly Maiden also looked to where Zhang Ruochen was worriedly, but she couldn’t go help them because she was also encircled by a large group of Luosha great beings.

“Zhang Ruochen’s in trouble!”

Wu Hao had wanted to go help Zhang Ruochen leading the saints from Guanghan Field to protect the Merits Record Wall, yet he failed to do so even after losing hundreds of saints.

All the saints from the Shatuo Seven Fields were being attacked by enemies with twice as many forces as them, and they themselves were already struggling to survive, so they had no energy at all to help Zhang Ruochen.

The heir from h.e.l.l Blade Field, Fang Yi, looked smug. “Zhang Ruochen, please hold those Luosha great beings a bit longer for us, haha. Don’t get killed that easily.”

…

A saint king from the Luosha race walked out. He had a horn on his head, and his wings were at least a hundred feet long, and his forces were even stronger than those of Blood Pluto Python.

Sole Horn Saint King stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, “Are you really going to fight us, Zhang Ruochen?”

“Or what? Wait and be captured by you?” Zhang Ruochen said.

Sole Horn Saint King said, “Her highness thinks very highly of you. If you surrender now, perhaps you still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, you and all the saints behind you will die. Think twice.”

“No need for that. Fight!”

Zhang Ruochen took out a saint sword from his s.p.a.ce ring and mobilized his saint Qi and infused his saint sword with it, brus.h.i.+ng off the layer of sealing on the saint sword.

The G.o.dly engravings emerged on the blade.

Tumbling G.o.dly might gushed out of the saint sword.

“It’s a G.o.dly spirits weapon!”

All the first marquises were horrified. They immediately performed their best defense skills and retreated, rus.h.i.+ng back into the evil sha Qi cloud.

Some Luosha marquises also triggered the power of their ten-thousand-patterns saint weapons, trying to stop Zhang Ruochen with them.

There were three ten-thousand-patterns saint weapons, a blood sword, an ancient bronze arrow, and a fiery palace. All of them had their complete power utilized and dashed toward Zhang Ruochen from three directions.

The ancient bronze arrow got close to Zhang Ruochen first, and there were engravings like a cobweb at the tip of the arrow, piercing through the defense light of the Buddha sariras, about to hit Zhang Ruochen’s forehead.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t scared at all. The saint sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, and it knocked that ancient bronze arrow away by just s.h.i.+vering a little bit.

“One Sword Slay Everything.”

Zhang Ruochen raised the saint sword above his head.

Whoos.h.!.+

The sword trailed a trace of white light.

The sword couldn’t handle the power of the G.o.d, and it crumbled as Zhang Ruochen wielded it, flying out with the forces of the G.o.d.