Chapter 1891 - Gate of Destiny (1/2)

“Trying to s.n.a.t.c.h something from me? It will not be that easy!”

Zhang Ruochen raised both of his arms. Immediately, his bones and muscles crackled as if thunder as he cast out thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls to spin around him, forming a light s.h.i.+eld of palm energy tens of yards in diameter.

Boom!

Mountain after mountain plunged and shattered as they clashed with the light s.h.i.+eld of palm energy.

At last, the chain that was as thick as a bucket hit the light s.h.i.+eld of palm energy, breaking the sacred light on its surface as the thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls dispersed in all directions.

The chain was about to hit Zhang Ruochen for real.

“This chain of mine is forged with Abyssal Cold Iron, an Eighth Radiance Thousand-Inscription sacred artifact. I hope it will not crush you into ashes, wasting a jar of mouth-watering blood.” Prince Wujie snickered.

“Don’t be full of yourself. You are not as powerful.”

The acupoints on Zhang Ruochen’s arms glowed brightly, spurting and infusing a vast amount of Saint Qi into the Fire G.o.d’s Gauntlet and Fire G.o.d’s Bracers.

As the gauntlet and bracers were on fire with streaks of ancient patterns appearing, they gave out a powerful divine power.

Zhang Ruochen raised both of his arms with one hand, turning into a cloud of fire to clash with the chain.

An ear-piercing clank from the collision of metals rang in the air.

In that instant, the land under Zhang Ruochen’s feet started to burn with b.a.l.l.s of fire flying in the air.

“Has Prince Wujie crushed him into pieces?” The long-faced princess watched from afar.

“I am afraid that it is not so easy. He isn’t called the Scion of Time and s.p.a.ce for nothing.”

“I don’t think so. There is an absolute realm of difference between them. Even if Zhang Ruochen is a young deity, he will have to die.”

…

Prince Wujie stood in midair, his eyes staring down at the sea of fire, the smile on his face disappearing. Because he was the one fighting Zhang Ruochen, he knew very well that Zhang Ruochen had withstood his earlier attack move.

A light column shot out of the sea of fire. It was a golden dragon, giving out an ear-splitting roar.

“Is this an intermediate-level Saint Technique that you’ve cultivated?”

Prince Wujie was a sharp cookie. From the engagement earlier, he knew that the gauntlet and bracers on Zhang Ruochen’s arms were divine ancient artifacts that possessed divine power, something that he could not underestimate.

How powerful it would be if these things were to combine with an intermediate-level Saint Technique?

“Dragon in the Nine Heavens!”

Zhang Ruochen gathered all the Precepts of the Palm from all over his body. He infused them and cast them out as a dragon claw.

On the other hand, Prince Wujie was unperturbed, the chain in his hand emanating a shocking level of chill. As the chain swung continuously, snowflakes fell from the sky and frost started to build up on the ground.

The spinning, chilly air formed by the chain finally clashed with the dragon claw.

Boom!

A powerful energy storm burst out, ripping through the land around the two of them, producing a terribly destructive force. This destructive force spread until the Ancient Divine Sigils blocked within its vicinity.

“Not half bad! He could still find an opportunity to attack in front of Prince Wujie,” said Prince Yun.

“Haven’t you heard of the cat-and-mouse game? Prince Wujie hasn’t performed his best move yet! Right now, he is just playing with his opponent. When the cat finally decides to eat the mouse, it will kill it at once,” said a princess with a smirk.

“If Prince Wujie really treats Zhang Ruochen as a mouse, I wonder who will be the mouse and the cat at the end,” said Xia Wenxin.

“What do you mean, Xia Shenzi?”

“Watch on and you will know,” said Xia Wenxin faintly.

Prince Wujie swung his chain continuously to parry Zhang Ruochen’s palm attack. “Everything will end here if this is all you have got!”

“Vortex of Ripping Storm!”

Dense precepts gushed out from Prince Wujie’s body to combine with the Eighth Radiance Thousand-Inscription sacred artifact-cla.s.s chain.

Following immediately, the chain spun rapidly and turned into a nine-layer vortex, flying inside which contained wind-blade valleys that could rip apart heaven and earth.

This was a high-end intermediate-cla.s.s Saint Technique.

The realm of difference was so obvious, and Zhang Ruochen took no chances. He focused his mind to gather his precepts to combine with his palm technique.

“Sky Soaring Dragon-Elephant!”

He cast out both palms, producing seven times of attack strength.

Boom!

Vortex of Ripping Storm collapsed as the palm energy ripped through the cloud and air.

The skin on Prince Wujie’s arms cracked with blood oozing out as he was sent flying out backward like a cannonball.

Taking advantage of this victory, Zhang Ruochen grabbed the chain and pulled Prince Wujie toward him.

Like he had expected it, Prince Wujie flew back like a kite tied to a string.

But at a distance of a hundred yards from him, Prince Wujie suddenly sped up several times as he spread his wings with a smile on his face.

“Not good! He seems to be not hurt badly. Is he feigning it?” said Zhang Ruochen quietly to himself.