Chapter 1758 - The Elites Fight Against Ziyan (1/2)
“That’s… a Dimensional Trap!”
Even though he was more than twenty miles away, Zhang Ruochen could still feel the powerful dimensional fluctuations.
Before he attacked Xumi Dojo, Zhang Ruochen had learned that cultivators who practiced the Path of Time and Path of Dimensions had studied the Dimensional Inscriptions, as well as the Mark of Time, which Saint Monk Xumi left behind.
They were either from the Heavenly Realm or were friendly with the Heavenly Realm, so they would naturally come to the Heavenly Realm’s aid.
Zhang Ruochen manipulated the Violet Peak and blasted it in a certain direction. Thick purple mist gushed out and collided with the sixteenth Divine Bone that held the dimension in place.
The Saint King who controlled the sixteenth Divine Bone was immediately sent flying as his saint garment was ripped apart, and he fell awkwardly on the ground.
A gaping hole appeared in the dimension that was formed by ninety-nine Divine Bones, and Zhang Ruochen, as well as the others, immediately rushed over.
While the Violet Peak’s power was overwhelming, it was particularly c.u.mbersome. Even with help from Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit, Zhang Ruochen’s speed remained slow, and Shang Ziyan immediately caught up to him.
“If you want to rescue the cultivators of the Kunlun Realm, you will have to get past me first.”
Shang Ziyan held the hilt of his sword with both hands, and instantly, the crimson blade ignited with blinding flames. Above the sword, even the clouds turned red and started to swirl.
It was a power that frightened the Saint Kings below.
Crashh!
The crimson blade came cras.h.i.+ng in a downward arc, colliding once again with the Violet Peak and causing a powerful blast wave to ripple out.
The Saint Kings who were maintaining the Divine Bones were all blasted away.
The Violet Peak shook before it fell down in the direction of Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit.
“Is this Shang Ziyan’s true power?”
Xie Chengzi and the Saint Devourer each radiated a blast of Saint Qi toward the Violet Peak, and the combined strength of four finally managed to resist Shang Ziyan’s attack.
However, Shang Ziyan had stuck his crimson blade to the top of the Violet Peak, immobilizing Zhang Ruochen and the rest.
The next moment, a third “Shang Ziyan” walked out of his body.
The third Shang Ziyan was still in peak form and just as strong as the other two.
“How… are we supposed to fight?”
The Saint Devourer was taken aback before she smiled bitterly.
She had initially thought that Zhang Ruochen was overpowered enough. Besides, it was very difficult to meet a foe from the same realm who could take someone out with a single hit.
Yet, this Shang Ziyan was even more overpowered.
If the three Shang Ziyans struck at the same time in the same realm, Zhang Ruochen might not be able to win even with the power of Time and s.p.a.ce.
The third Shang Ziyan flew down and appeared opposite Zhang Ruochen. “I told you earlier that the trap here is much deeper than you think. Why didn’t you cherish the opportunity to negotiate when you were given it?”
“You are really strong, much stronger than I expected.”
Zhang Ruochen tried to remain as calm as possible, but in his heart, he cursed his lack of strength.
Shang Ziyan’s strength was something that Zhang Ruochen had only seen once among the trainees of his generation. But of course, the former’s training was just at a much higher level than his.
If only Zhang Ruochen’s training had reached the level of the Seven-step Saint King, then three Shang Ziyans might not be able to beat him.
“Sadly, there is no remedy for regret in this world.”
With a roar, Shang Ziyan stomped on the surface of the ground.
At once, frigid air gushed out and condensed into a Blizzard Dragon that charged straight at Zhang Ruochen and the others.
Before the Blizzard Dragon even got close, Zhang Ruochen, Saint Devourer, Xie Chengzi, and Emperor Yi’s Evil Spirit were wrapped in a thick layer of frost.
“Where the h.e.l.l has that a**hole Blackie disappeared to?” Zhang Ruochen was speechless in his heart.
That show-off, to think that he actually went missing at such a critical juncture.
Whoos.h.!.+
Just then, a figure appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen and the rest, blocking the attack. With a slash, an earth-shattering sword aura surged out and smashed the Blizzard Dragon into pieces.
The person was actually an elder Nine-step Saint King with an impressive sword technique, and he was now next to a lady in a court dress.
Shang Ziyan’s gaze turned sullen before he looked back and saw the lady in the court dress, sitting on a palanquin. “How dare you ignore my warning?” he hissed.
The lady in the court dress smiled gently. “I had no choice. Someone wants me to protect Zhang Ruochen’s life at all costs.”
Six Nine-step Saint Kings stood at six points around the palanquin, and each formed a torrent of Saint Qi. Following that, an ancient mirror rose and slammed itself against Shang Ziyan.
The mirror hung up in the air like a blood sun.
Blood sprayed out from the mirror and soon turned the entire island into a sea of red mist.
The ancient mirror radiated energies so powerful that caused the cultivators from both the Heavenly Realm and the Kunlun Realm to temporarily stop and look over in shock.
“Is that the legendary Supreme Artifact, the Blood Mirror?” A Kunlun brother exclaimed.
There were many tales about the Blood Mirror. Eight hundred years ago, the Blood Empress, who was one of the Nine Emperors in the Kunlun Realm, swept across the world with the Blood Mirror in hand, and no one was a match for her.