Chapter 1589 - Killing A Fifth Step Saint King (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

The human who stopped Shang Feng was Zhang Ruochen, naturally.

Shang Feng was very confused. He couldn’t help but look down at the hallucination flower in his hand and back up. “The hallucination flower’s mirage can fool a seventh step Saint King. How can you see me? How could you discover me?”

Zhang Ruochen held the Abyss Ancient Sword in one hand and the Emperor Yi Bone Staff in the other. “No matter how strong your hallucination is, you’re still in the s.p.a.ce,” he said nonchalantly.

“s.p.a.ce…”

Shang Feng released his Spiritual Power to check around him. After confirming there were no other cultivators, he let out a laugh. “You really are Zhang Ruochen, ha. If you hide in Hundred Flower Palace, you might be able to live a few more days. Why did you come out to die?”

Kaboom!

Boundless and terrifying saintly might poured out of Shang Feng. His body was like a saintly mountain and his eyes were like the sun and moon. Beams of Holy Qi flowed through the s.p.a.ce like rivers.

This was a fifth step Saint King’s might.

Zhang Ruochen’s hair and clothes all fluttered and his body was like a boat in the vast sea. He could get torn apart by Shang Feng’s saintly power at any time.

Demonic flames burned in Shang Feng’s eyes. “A mere half-step Saint King dares to come kill a fifth step Saint King. Don’t you know that no matter how injured a fifth step Saint King is, killing a half-step Saint King is still as easy as crus.h.i.+ng an ant?”

“Unfortunately, I’m not an ant.”

Zhang Ruochen put up his spatial domain, enveloping hundreds of meters in radius. This area was now isolated from the outside world.

Seeing his abnormal action, Shang Feng grew cautious. He was worried that an accident would happen, so he took the initiative and attacked, striking with a demonic flame claw print.

Even though he was injured, Shang Feng was still very powerful. This claw print was able to kill a second step Saint King.

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen circulated his Holy Qi. Over 10,000 runes appeared on his Abyss Ancient Sword and he dragged out a long black streak of light.

“Sword with No Regrets.”

Not only did he use his completed Sword Seven, he also added 93 Rules of Truth to double this strike’s power.

Boom, boom.

There was a string of explosions.

The mighty force crashed through the spatial domain, shattering the street under their feet. Dozens of shocking sword gashes were left behind.

The Abyss Ancient Sword shattered Shang Feng’s claw print, turning it into b.a.l.l.s of demonic smoke that landed on the ground. They burned the ground into pits of lava.

However, Zhang Ruochen was also forced back a dozen meters by the claw print. He half knelt onto the ground to lower his core and steady himself.

A shocked expression appeared on Shang Feng’s face. Even though he’d casually struck out that claw, a half-step Saint King shouldn’t be able to take it.

“No wonder you can be number one on the Saints Merits Rank. You aren’t average.” Shang Feng grew serious.

Zhang Ruochen stood up slowly and looked at the injury on his right hand. Immense pain came from there.

“The difference in cultivation is still too large,” he muttered to himself. “With my physical strength, I still got hurt after facing your attack squarely.”

“At least you know that we have a large difference in cultivation.”

The saintly power that burst from Shang Feng multiplied countless times. Black demonic flames burned all over him, causing the temperature within the spatial domain to skyrocket. It was a dozen times hotter than boiling water.

Zhang Ruochen naturally wasn’t arrogant enough to think that he could fight with a fifth step Saint King.

Earlier, Shang Feng had underestimated Zhang Ruochen, wanting to suppress him with a casual strike. Zhang Ruochen had wanted to test his current strength, so he went squarely against Shang Feng.

Thud!

Zhang Ruochen raised the Emperor Yi Bone Staff and stabbed it into the ground. He held the skull at the top and added in a beam of Spiritual Power.

“Lava Nether Fire Palm.”

Shang Feng’s demonic flames rose in temperature again, melting the ground underfoot into golden liquid. He formed fist prints and struck powerfully.

Zhang Ruochen’s skin stung from the demonic flames. “Emperor Yi,” he uttered. “Awaken!”

Whoos.h.!.+

Icy Qi poured out of the Emperor Yi Bone Staff and it stood up, transforming into a huge black skeleton. There was a golden sarira embedded in the forehead, emanating with a divine aura.

Evil and divine forces were interwoven.

The black skeleton slapped forward, sending Shang Feng’s palm force flooding back.

Boom!

Shang Feng couldn’t block the black skeleton’s palm force and stumbled back a dozen steps. He was already hurt. After taking this. .h.i.t, he couldn’t push down the injuries and coughed out blood.

“This… This is King Hun’s Emperor Yi Bone Staff…”

Shang Feng’s expression grew uncomfortable as he shook his head. “No, his staff isn’t so powerful.”

“Emperor Yi Bone Staff indeed isn’t this powerful, but I embedded a Buddha’s sarira, so now, it’s this powerful.”

Zhang Ruochen held the Abyss Ancient Sword and followed the black skeleton, activating the runes in his sword again.

The Emperor Yi Bone Staff was created from the skeleton and spine of a Supreme Saint. The skull also preserved a shred of the Supreme Saint’s soul, so it could unleash the power of a third step Saint King.

But after embedding the Buddha’s sarira, the staff was probably comparable to a peak fourth step Saint King now. It was far stronger than Zhang Ruochen.

The black skeleton attacked Shang Feng, striking with a black palm print. The print contained strings of golden Buddhist patterns that contained both just and evil strength.