Chapter 1537 - Soul-Control Technique (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Wu Hao didn’t stop. Instead, he used extreme speed and struck with another palm.

Deity prints flew around the entire sky and many rules of truth fused into Wu Hao’s palm, hitting toward Zhang Ruochen.

Right then, even Su Qingling realized something was amiss. She was no longer as happy as before and instead grew worried.

This wasn’t a martial challenge.

This was a life-or-death fight.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the edge of the cliff and steadied himself. He circulated his Holy Qi and suppressed the bubbling Blood Qi inside of him.

Faced with the overpowering palm force, he didn’t have any fear on his face. His eyes sharpened instead.

The Way of Truth was indeed an ancient way and squashed the other saintly ways, but Time and s.p.a.ce were ancient ways too.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed in the sky. The s.p.a.ce before him became distorted instantly.

Wu Hao’s palm force hit the distorted s.p.a.ce. Instantly, the bounding power flew out from Zhang Ruochen’s side. It hit the clouds in the distance, sending them tumbling.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, feeling a bit of regret.

“The spatial structure in the Heaven World is too stable. Even with my current attainments in s.p.a.ce, I can only distort it slightly. If this was another world, I would be able to send the power back. No matter how strong Wu Hao’s attack is, I could send it back to him.”

But Zhang Ruochen was quite satisfied.

He could use spatial power to resolve Wu Hao’s Way of Truth. This meant he wouldn’t be defeated.

Boom.

Zhang Ruochen pa.s.sed through the distorted s.p.a.ce and struck with a palm.

Wu Hao’s expression changed slightly. He hurriedly activated the saint armor. His hands transformed into two fiery clouds and he defended himself.

Suddenly, the s.p.a.ce became distorted again. Zhang Ruochen’s palm force dodged Wu Hao’s arms and hit him squarely in the chest.

But Zhang Ruochen didn’t humiliate Wu Hao too much. He pulled back part of the force. Wu Hao fell from the sky and quickly balanced himself. He landed steadily on the ground and wasn’t hurt, other than the pain in his chest.

“They’re both ancient ways. Why can Zhang Ruochen’s Way of s.p.a.ce fully suppress my Way of Truth?”

Wu Hao had always been the strongest Saint in Guanghan Field, so he naturally felt proud.

Even though Zhang Ruochen had crushed all his enemies in Zuling Field, Wu Hao only felt that he’d relied on outer strength to become so strong. If they really fought, he wouldn’t be weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

Wu Hao didn’t know that he was only a cultivator of the Way of Truth and his knowledge of it was still very basic.

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen was a spatial controller.

Only a truth controller would be able to counter Zhang Ruochen’s spatial tactics.

Wu Hao wasn’t satisfied, so he attacked again.

“Souls of Ten Ancestors.”

Behind him, ten huge figures appeared. Like ten mountains, they radiated with ancient and divine auras.

Those were ten Supreme Saint elders of the Wu Family.

Wu Hao had top talent, so he was naturally protected by the ancestors of the Wu Family. The portion of their soul powers left in the temple was fused into Wu Hao and accompanied him as he grew up.

When he activated the power of the ten ancestor souls, Wu Hao would be able to fight with someone with a Supreme Complete Body Const.i.tution.

Unfortunately, the Souls of Ten Ancestors had just appeared when Zhang Ruochen already used the Spatial Move. He used it eight times in a row, leaving behind nine shadows. Finally, he stopped before Wu Hao.

Wu Hao’s vision was covered with Zhang Ruochen’s figure. Lips trembling, he went to attack.

Roar!

Zhang Ruochen attacked like lightning. A golden dragon flew out of his palm, hitting Wu Hao. The Souls of Ten Ancestors broke apart into strands of mist.

Wu Hao’s organs all cracked open. He stumbled back pathetically and finally lowered himself onto one knee hundreds of feet away. Blood flowed out of his lips, dripping onto the ground.

Drip, drop, drip, drop.

There were specks of blood on the ground.

Wu Hao’s eyes were very sharp and he continued to circulate Holy Qi.

But as soon as he tried, he felt stabbing pain in his abdomen. After checking, he realized that his meridians and Holy Meridians had all been damaged.

If he continued to fight forcefully, his injuries would only worsen.

“I failed just like this?”

Wu Hao clenched his fists. He had complicated feelings—humiliation, pain, helplessness, and also hatred toward Zhang Ruochen.

With today’s fight, Zhang Ruochen crushed his ego.

Wu Hao had a n.o.ble dream and wanted to revive Guanghan Field.