Chapter 1789 - The Heavenly Polars Geomantic Compass (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Even after Zhang Ruochen transformed into He Yuan, his left leg remained quite heavy, and he still limped uncontrollably as he walked.
That was a big giveaway!
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen dared not stand out too much and hid his aura as much as he could while he snuck to the bottom of the Tongming River.
When he arrived at the underwater dragon palace, Zhang Ruochen found that all of the palace’s formation inscriptions had been breached. Within the dragon palace, over a dozen figures stood before the towering dragon’s tomb. Clad in black robes, they exuded a strange and eerie aura.
Supreme-Saint Inscriptions had been laid all around the tomb by the Golden Dragon, and even a Nine-step Saint King would find it difficult to breach its defenses. Yet, they had all been eaten away by the Fane of Youshen’s cultivators who had used Blood of the Devil.
With the dragon’s tomb breached, a large area in the southeastern corner collapsed as a result.
Two of the black-robed cultivators had pretty strong auras, and Zhang Ruochen could feel quite a bit of pressure from them. They were, without a doubt, Nine-step Saint King elites.
One of them was standing below the dragon’s tomb in white bone armor that covered the wearer’s entire body, making the person’s age and gender indiscernible.
The white bone armor was made out of a Supreme Saint’s immortal bones, and the precepts of the Supreme Saint had been retained in the bones. There were defensive inscriptions engraved on it as well.
Behind him were two carrion.
Even though they were carrion, their flesh and skin had a metallic l.u.s.ter. They looked like a pair of grim reapers as their bodies radiated a heavy deathly aura, which turned the surrounding river water black. The blackness spread dozens of meters through the water.
Another Nine-step Saint King elite was standing on top of the dragon’s tomb with his hands behind him. He looked to be about fifty or sixty years old with his white hair undulating in the water. Plus, he radiated a stronger aura than the white-bone-armored cultivator and two carrion combined.
Aside from him, there were seven to eight black-robed cultivators present. Each was a first-rate elite.
Zhang Ruochen dared not act rashly and became even more cautious as he said to himself, “That cultivator in white bone armor is probably He Yuan’s master, Venerable Hiddenheart. He cultivates both Spiritual, as well as Martial Paths, and he is proficient in seeking out dragons and refining their corpses. Not only that, he has about a dozen Abominations at his disposal, and his strength is far beyond Yuan Che’s.
“The one standing on top of the dragon’s tomb is probably Venerable Hiddenheart’s junior, Feng Chengdao. He is someone who is close to the Greater Precept World.”
Venerable Hiddenheart was holding a simple geomantic compa.s.s in his hand and constantly infusing it with Saint Qi.
Whooos.h.!.+
With the geomantic compa.s.s as the center, the water began to flow rapidly and form a vortex.
To be precise, it was the heavenly and earthly qi in the water that were flowing rapidly. They carried the river water with them, causing the strange phenomenon.
About an hour later, a flash of excitement appeared in Venerable Hiddenheart’s eyes, and his hands trembled a little as he said, “The Heavenly Poles Geomantic Compa.s.s has found the dragon corpse’s aura. It is deep underground. Give me a bit more time, and I will be able to lock onto its position. No matter how deep it is hidden, I will be able to dig it out.”
Most of the cultivators of the Fane of Youshen knelt on one knee. “Congratulations, Venerable.”
Feng Chengdao laughed. “Great! Once we dig out that dragon corpse and refine it into a Wyrmlord Abomination, we will definitely be able to dominate the Eastern Region. By then, those sacred medicines will be ours to take, yeah? Supreme Sainthood is close at hand. HAHA!”
“I cannot wait any longer.”
Zhang Ruochen’s heart tensed up as he thought hard about countermeasures.
Suddenly, he pulled out a short blade, a Ten-Thousand Marks Saint Artifact to be exact, and swiped it over his left leg.
Shrring!
The blade could not cut through the skin of his left leg and only left a white mark, which soon disappeared.
Zhang Ruochen smiled helplessly and used the short blade to make five b.l.o.o.d.y wounds on his body. Then, he smeared a large amount of blood on his left leg before he put away the short blade and rushed toward the dragon’s tomb in a panic.
“Not good! Not good, Master! Zhang Ruochen has made his way to the Tongming River!”
Zhang Ruochen rushed up to Venerable Hiddenheart and fell forward heavily.
The Fane of Youshen’s cultivators all reacted as if they were facing a major foe, and they turned to look behind Zhang Ruochen.
“I want to dig up the dragon’s corpse, and I do not have time for him, but very well… He actually showed up to meet his doom.” Venerable Hiddenheart let out an evil laugh as he immediately dispatched his two carrion underlings to intercept Zhang Ruochen.
Right at that moment, “He Yuan”, who was still lying down, suddenly raised his hand and released a blast of dark light from his hand.
It was a Dimensional Rift.
“You…”
Since “He Yuan” and Venerable Hiddenheart were too close to one another, the latter sensed the dimensional fluctuations but could not avoid the attack. Therefore, he quickly turned his body, so that it would avoid his vitals.
“Pfffft.”
The Dimensional Rift cut Venerable Hiddenheart’s arm off, and blood gushed out, dyeing a large area red.
There were feelings of confusion and fury in Venerable Hiddenheart’s eyes.
Zhang Ruochen dared not engage in battle. He instantly grabbed the broken arm and deployed his Great Dimensional s.h.i.+ft.
Noticing the fluctuations in the dimension around him, Venerable Hiddenheart finally came to a realization and shouted, “So it’s you, Zhang Ruochen!”
“Frigid Palm Strike.”
Tens of thousands of Saint Path Precepts rushed out of Venerable Hiddenheart’s remaining arm and struck Zhang Ruochen with fury, breaking the latter’s body into pieces.