Chapter 1760 - A Blessing in Disguise (2/2)
A fifth…
A sixth…
Six of Zhang Ruochen’s Saint Souls stood in a circle and looked exactly the same as him.
“This…”
Zhang Ruochen found the whole thing incomprehensible, so he slowly flew over as his consciousness gradually merged with the six Saint Souls. A while later, the two sides were perfectly aligned.
“Retract.”
Just like that, the six Saint Souls were reunited.
Zhang Ruochen opened up his hands and felt a huge surge of Saint Soul power. It was over ten times stronger than his previous Saint Soul.
Moreover, in the vast white world, there were still shreds of Saint Souls flying in and merging into his soul form, strengthening his own Saint Soul.
“Once the six Saint Souls merge into one, it is probably no weaker than a Nine-step Saint King’s Saint Soul. Even when divided into six, the strength of a single Saint Soul is comparable to an Eight-step Saint King. Is this perhaps a blessing in disguise?”
By the time the Saint Soul fully condensed, rays of spirit power flew over to him.
The strength of his spirit power soon reached Level 57, and it was still increasing. It only stopped after it reached the peak of Level 57.
It is important to note that Zhang Ruochen’s previous spiritual power was only at the base of Level 57.
The spiritual power of a cultivator at the beginning of Level 57 could only enable him or her to confront weaker beings in the Five-step Saint King realm.
Conversely, a cultivator who was at the peak of Level 57 would be able to fight against the stronger creatures in the Six-step Saint King realm.
The difference in spiritual power between one and the other was not as simple as a mere multiplicative force. It was like between Heaven and Earth.
Following the integration of his Saint Soul and spiritual power, Zhang Ruochen finally understood something.
It turned out that he was now inside the lotus, and after his Saint Soul and spiritual power poured into the lotus, they merged with it as well as left their imprints in it.
There was a mysterious and unknown power within the lotus. When Zhang Ruochen’s Saint Soul and spiritual power wandered around inside the flower, they were strengthened by more than ten times.
The eyes of Zhang Ruochen’s Saint Soul saw through the white mist and noticed lotus petals at the edge of the world.
Each petal was like a gorgeous starry sky, and there were a large number of Saint Path Precepts on the petals.
Whoosh…
The densely packed Saint Path Precepts rushed out from the petals toward Zhang Ruochen and revolved around his Saint Soul as they increased in number.
Previously, Zhang Ruochen had cultivated a total of 190,000 precepts of the Saint Path.
At that moment, the number of precepts around him exceeded 250,000 and continued to increase.
“I need about three hundred thousand precepts to have a chance to reach the Five-step Saint King rank. Maybe, I’m going to break through within the lotus itself?” Zhang Ruochen looked forward to it.
There was no doubt that the lotus was an incredible treasure.
If someone were to closely observe the green lotus seed between the Buddha statue’s brows, they would notice it changing. It slowly turned dark while all of the light converged on the lotus above the Buddha statue’s head.
The plants around the huge island gradually withered while every ounce of life force was gathered in the root of the lotus.
The lotus leaves on the lake’s surface began to lose their l.u.s.ter and turned yellow.
It was just that the cultivators from both the Heavenly and Kunlun Realms were fighting desperately, so no one noticed anything.
Chi Wansui, Heaven-devourer Dragon, Gai Tianjiao, as well as the rest, led the Kunlun Realm cultivators, who had withdrawn from the illusion formation, and they fought their way into the dojo. They could only hold back the Heavenly Realm’s Saint Kings when the two forces from the Kunlun Realm a.s.sembled.
However, the Heavenly Realm still had the absolute upper hand, so much so that the cultivators of the Kunlun Realm were being steadily pushed back.
Bam! Bam!!
Chi Wansui used a Realm Seal to confront Yutian, a powerful dragonkin of the Six-step Saint King realm. Now that their cultivation ranks had been suppressed to the same level, their flurry of exchanges was fierce and violent.
After dozens of blows, Chi Wansui’s body was torn all over and bloodied. He then retreated to the bottom of the Buddha statue.
Opposite him, Yutian was even more severely wounded and vomiting blood.
However, Yutian immediately swallowed a sacred pill and escaped to the back to heal his wounds as two other Heavenly Realm Saint Kings charged toward Chi Wansui.
The same situation would constantly repeat within Xumi Dojo.
Once a Heavenly Realm Saint King was seriously injured, he or she would retreat to the rear to heal, but the cultivators of the Kunlun Realm had to fight on even when they were wounded. As such, they eventually perished on the battlefield.
A Kunlun Realm Saint’s arms were cut off, and he pulled back to The Nine-heavens Maiden’s side. “Your Highness, let us withdraw from the dojo. If we fight on like this, everyone will die here,” he said in an imploring tone.
The Nine-heavens Maiden used her silver chef’s knife to directly split a Heavenly Realm Saint King in half. Droplets of blood sprayed onto her face as she said with a cold gaze, “We have not found the treasure that Saint Monk Xumi left behind. How can we leave just like that?”
“But…”
“No buts. Even if we withdraw from the dojo, we will eventually need to face them in the Kunlun Realm. When that time comes, where can we run to? We will only have some right to speak once we find Saint Monk Xumi’s treasure and bring it back to the Kunlun Realm. Otherwise, when the fighting starts, the Kunlun Realm’s fate will be determined by either the Infernal Court[1] or the Celestial Court. By then, would we still have the right to call ourselves the masters of the Kunlun Realm?”
Suddenly, The Nine-heavens Maiden noticed a powerful aura approaching.
Bam! Bam!!
Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongyue both flew back in the distance. There was a neat sword mark on their abdomens, which almost cut them in two.
“Those two brats sure are strong. Their combined sword formation actually managed to block twenty-three of my strikes. Are you all truly Zhang Ruochen’s progenies?”
Shang Ziyan carried his crimson blade and leisurely walked out.
[1] Previously translated as h.e.l.l