Chapter 1801 - Yanshen’s Leg (1/2)

Feng Chengdao was stepping on a dense array of precepts under his feet. Those precepts stirred up an air current, which formed into a millstone-like cloud as it rolled and crushed downward.

On the other end, the disheveled Venerable Hiddenheart lunged out of the woods with a roar.

With the flick of his hand, a corpse eater with silver wings flew straight toward Zhang Ruochen.

The corpse eater devoured all the vegetation on the ground wherever it went, leaving even the rocks densely dotted with holes.

Facing the two Nine-step Saint King-level veterans, Zhang Ruochen appeared fearless. He summoned the Yi Huang Bone Scepter and held it in his hand.

The black skeleton lunged up and broke up the millstone-like cloud in the air with a punch.

The skeleton’s punch did not stop there. It clashed with Feng Chengdao’s finger and sent Feng Chengdao flying backward into the air.

It shocked the cultivators to see a skeleton blow away a Nine-step Saint King, whose cultivation base was close to the Greater Precept World.

Zhang Ruochen had fed all the soul remnants that he had collected to an evil spirit during his two-year closed-door cultivation.

Besides, the evil spirit had consumed two-hundredths of Qing Jin’s soul. Having such strength was not something of a surprise anymore.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen was worried that his cultivation base was too low and that he could not keep the evil spirit under his control. So he had been feeding it very slowly to keep its strength under the control of the Greater Precept World.

Using Divine Purification Flame, Zhang Ruochen burned all the corpse eaters into ashes.

Before Venerable Hiddenheart could react to it, Zhang Ruochen had lurched up in front of him and came down with his Ancient Abyssal Blade. The Sword Way Xuangang and Venerable Hiddenheart’s white-bone armor collided with a loud grating sound.

The collision sent Venerable Hiddenheart flying backward, cras.h.i.+ng into a cliff. The impact caused half of the mountain to collapse.

A bone-chilling air rushed out from the crumbled mountain and froze everything within a thousand miles.

Boom!

Venerable Hiddenheart flew out from the underground with an icy mountain of thousands of meters rose behind him.

“Zhang Ruochen, I will give you a taste of what a Nine-step Saint King is capable of!”

“Dark Ice Storm!”

The thousand-meter icy mountain shattered at once. Ice crystals gathered like snow and formed into a creature that was called Ice Phoenix, which then swooped down at Zhang Ruochen.

With the flap of the Ice Phoenix’s wings, a vast area of the earth under Zhang Ruochen’s feet caved in.

Storm of Dark Ice was an intermediate Saint technique of the Dacheng Realm that Venerable Hiddenheart had acquired after spending over four hundred years in cultivation. This incredibly powerful move ranked in the Fane of Youshen’s top-ten collection of intermediate Saint techniques.

The eleventh move of Zhang Ruochen’s Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm Strike, which was also an intermediate Saint technique, was supposedly better than Dark Ice Storm.

However, the thing was, the number of chilly ice precepts that Venerable Hiddenheart had infused into Storm of Dark Ice was 160,000, which was more than the just-over 8,000 that Zhang Ruochen had with his Precepts of the Palm.

Taking Venerable Hiddenheart head-on with his Saint technique, what Zhang Ruochen did was no different from suicide.

Venerable Hiddenheart stood on the body of the Ice Phoenix, his face looking hideous. “Hey, kid. Go home and practice for a few more years. You still have a long way to go.”

As the Frost Phoenix approached, the air current in the surroundings became colder and colder. Even Zhang Ruochen’s body was frozen in ice. His Saint Qi could do nothing to protect him from the cold draft.

A Divine Purification Flame suddenly burst out of him and broke the ice.

“Yanshen’s Leg!” Zhang Ruochen raised his left leg and roared.

Boom!

Streaks of red pattern appeared on his left leg as a horrific divine power burst out and shattered the Ice Phoenix, which was a few-dozen-mile long.

Venerable Hiddenheart gave out a horrified cry as his body went up in flames and flew backward.

While still in the air, Venerable Hiddenheart’s body disintegrated and turned into particles of red ashes.

The kick was so powerful that even the aftershock of the move could annihilate the Nine-step Saint King. Those cultivators not-in-the-know thought it was the move of a Supreme Saint.

While the black skeleton and Feng Chengdao were still fighting in the distance, the shock wave swept past them, causing them to lose their balance and tumble backward.

Sensing the mighty divine power in the center of the shock wave, Feng Chengdao was shocked. Could Zhang Ruochen have really gotten his hand on a divine ancient artifact, using the G.o.dstone to trigger this destructive power? Feng Chengdao thought.

Only by using the G.o.dstone to trigger the divine ancient artifact could a Saint King perform such horrific divine power.

Feng Chengdao could never have expected Zhang Ruochen to have such a divine leg.

Meanwhile, in the Royal Mountain, the Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror shot out a purple light beam, which was Power of Supremacy, to hit the black altar.

Boom!

Flags flying on the black altar formed a Ninth Stratum Array, blocking Power of Supremacy.

The black altar continued to fly toward the Royal Mountain and was about to breach the Dimensional Labyrinth and Time Array.

Faceless laughed as he stood on the altar. “That’s all a supreme artifact has got?”