“What makes all of you feel so confident?”
There was contempt in Spear Fiend’s eyes, and he struck his spear horizontally.
A red dragon emerged. It was a hundred yards long and burning with a raging fire, looking all-powerful.
The energy beam of Pei Yutian’s saber shattered at once. It was no match for the red dragon.
The nine dragon souls shattered after being blocked by the red dragon, forcing the Golden Dragon Carriage to beat a hasty retreat.
If not for the upgrading, the impact would have damaged the Golden Dragon Carriage.
Jin Fanxin was sitting securely inside the carriage. As she injected her spiritual Qi into the nine dragon heads, the nine dragon souls appeared again and this time, they were even tougher than before.
Countless purple petals flew out of the Golden Dragon Carriage. They looked like thousands of fluttering butterflies.
These petals looked beautiful to the eyes but were extremely dangerous, which could be seen from the cut marks in the dimensions.
The red dragon, overpowered by the purple petals, disappeared in the blink of an eye. Apparently it had been sliced apart by the petals and dissipated.
After dealing with the red dragon, the purple petals swept toward Spear Fiend.
Meanwhile, Ji Fanxin had freed her spiritual power from suppression after restraining the Dark Manifestation of Divine Will. She could now use her magic as much as she wanted.
Her spiritual power was near 60-order, her magic incredibly powerful. Few non-Supreme Saint cultivators were not wary of her.
“Break!”
Spear Fiend shouted as he struck down with his red spear.
Regal inscriptions appeared on the red spear and cut the sea of petals in half as a mighty evil energy rushed into it.
Spear Fiend was not fighting alone but with the backup of 35 Rakshasan princes, whose cultivation base was at Precept Domain and above. They gave Spear Fiend their strength through the combat array.
With the help of this sophisticated combat array and the 35 Rakshasan princes, Spear Fiend’s combat strength increased exponentially instead of linearly.
“How much more powerful Class-One and -Two princess is when a Class-Three prince is already this terrific?” Xiang Chunan looked shocked.
In his thinking, Class-3 princes were the least powerful Path’s Anterior fighter. Their strength was more or less about the level of the Blackflame General. It should not be difficult to deal with.
“This man is no ordinary Class-Three prince. The way I see it, he should be qualified to be called a Class-Two prince, considering his strength. Just that he hasn’t gotten the ordination.” Feng Yan looked grave while he spoke.
“There are many opportunities in the Kunlun Realm, where top-tier fighters could be nurtured in a short time. The information in The Maleficent Records of the Infernal Court’s Ten Clans is no longer accurate. Many Infernal Court cultivators are more powerful than recorded in The Maleficent Records of the Infernal Court’s Ten Clans.”
What he said was not without merits. Take Prince Wujie, who was killed by Zhang Ruochen, for example; before he came to the Kunlun Realm, his cultivation base was just in Eight-Step Saint Kinghood. But after he came and took the divine blood, his cultivation base rapidly climbed to the Precept Domain realm, which was multiple times better than previously.
The Maleficent Records of the Infernal Court’s Ten Clans was just a manual to identify which powerful Infernal Court figures had entered the Kunlun Realm and provided a summary of their strength.
But this information was not definite. For example, it did not contain records of Xia Wenxin’s mastery of Godslayer Cross-Shield, and Nine-Eye Heavenly Lord in possession of the incomplete Zangshan Demonic Mirror.
“Class-Two prince—that is at the pinnacle of Path’s Anterior already. Besides, he also has the regal weapon, and the help of the combat array. He is a nasty opponent. It is a shame that my cultivation base is not up to snuff. Without forming any Precept Domain, I can do anything about him even with a Supreme Artifact.” Xiang Chunan was a little discouraged.
The difference in cultivation base was not something that external forces could remedy.
If he could master the complete Supreme Artifact, he would be invincible below the realm of Supreme Saint.
“Fairy of a Hundred Flowers will hold him off. Let’s give Big Brother a hand and secure the Godstones,” said Feng Yan.
The three of them were hardly a threat to Spear Fiend, considering their levels of strength. Tangling on was just a waste of energy.
So they changed their target by performing saint techniques and casting out sacred artifacts at Luo Ji.
“How dare you all!”
Spear Fiend was enraged. He performed a palm strike by gathering a vast amount of evil energy to form a giant hand that was tens of yards across.
Boom!
Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, and Pei Yutian’s attacks were deflected before hitting Luo Ji.
Bang!
The rock on the ground broke apart as thick vines burst out like lightning, entwining toward Spear Fiend.
One particular vine was quicker than the others. It wrapped around the red spear in Spear Fiend’s hand. the spear would have been snatched away had Spear Fiend did not clench it hard enough.
By the time Spear Fiend knew what happened, the vines had twined around both of his hands, legs, waist, and neck, immobilizing him instantly.
Just then, Zhang Ruochen activated the Azuresky Pagoda. Beams of greenish light radiated as it released a mighty Supreme Power.
Bang!
The Azuresky Pagoda shot out at great speed toward Luo Ji.
But Zhang Ruochen furrowed his brow when the Azuresky Pagoda hit Luo Ji.
With his understanding of Luo Ji, who was crafty with endless tricks up her sleeve, no way the Azuresky Pagoda could strike her so easily.
Her body shattered upon impact.
But something was strange; there was no bloody scene. Her body had turned into pieces of lifeless, broken rock.
“This is not Luo Ji’s true form!”
Zhang Ruochen came to his senses at once.
Luo Ji was the offspring of a powerful Rakshasa deity. It made little sense for her body comprising rocks.
This came as a shock to Zhang Ruochen. Before this, he could not make out that this was only a rock puppet of Luo Ji.
He was not the only one, though. Xiang Chunan, with his clairvoyance, had also been kept in the dark.
By the looks of things, Luo Ji must have mastered some mysterious arts that could avoid detections.
At the Divinity Bestowment Altar, Luo Ji had disguised herself as a little demonic mushroom and evaded the detection of the Maiden of a Thousand Stars’s Divine Eye of Origin, which she claimed could see through all disguises.
So it was not so unusual when Luo Ji could deceive Xiang Chunan on the Battlefield of Merits.
“Why did Luo Ji want to use a puppet to hold me off? Where has her true form gone?” Zhang Ruochen had many questions on his mind.
He became a little worried when he could not make head or tail of it.
Without Luo Ji’s interference, Zhang Ruochen kept the eleven Godstones in his pocket without a hitch—one mission was accomplished.
“How dare you destroy Her Highness Princess’s puppet, Zhang Ruochen? You all are not going to get out of here alive today! The Empyrean Extinction Array!” Spear Fiend roared in anger.
The other 35 Rakshasa princes moved in a flash, encircling Zhang Ruochen and his mates in the center.
Since their evil energy was united as a whole, the combat array could form in the blink of an eye.
A terrifyingly destructive energy spread as soon as the combat array took shape.
Boom!
A bolt of black lightning, as thick as a water bucket, struck out toward Zhang Ruochen at a hundred times the speed of sound.
The black lightning produced a horrible energy, like a tribulation thunder that could destroy everything.
Just then, the Eight-Dragon Umbrella popped out with strange sacred light and clear inscriptions on the surface. And then, eight dragon souls lunged out of the umbrella and circled around Zhang Ruochen.
Bang!
The Eight-Dragon Umbrella spun, blocking the black lightning, which dissipated as quick as it came.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared beside Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, and Pei Yutian, protecting them with the umbrella.
The last thing anyone wanted was to get hit by the attack from the powerful combat array.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to get the three out of the combat array, but he just could not do that.
There was more to the combat array than met the eyes. It could not only seal the dimensions but also restrain his dimensional ability, as if this was an array specially designed to clip his wings.
Bang!
There was a constant forming of black lightning in the combat array, but the Eight-Dragon Umbrella blocked it all.
Under the protection of the Eight-Dragon Umbrella, the four of them quickly retreated to the Nine-Dragon Carriage to meet up with Ji Fanxin.
“We seem to have fallen into the trap Luo Ji has laid for us. It is a terrible combat array formed by 36 Rakshasa princes, and we don’t know where Luo Ji’s true form has gone,” said Zhang Ruochen.
Feng Yan creased his brow slightly. “There is no way to attack those Rakshasa princes within the combat array. We need to kill our way out!”
“No matter how strong a combat array is, there must be loopholes lying somewhere. If we could find these loopholes, exploiting them isn’t going to be difficult,” said Ji Fanxin.
While speaking, she had already released her spiritual power to cover every corner of the combat array. To her, there was no one combat array that was perfect.
The Zangshan Demonic Mirror appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s hand as he continuously injected his saint Qi into it to prepare to attack.
The whereabouts of Luo Ji continued to bother him. If not absolutely important, she would not have used a decoy to hold him off. She must be planning something big.
Just then, someone tried to intrude into the cave. They were the Deathkin fighters. But the combat array formed by the 500 Rakshasa lords held them off on the outside.
Bang!
A thousand miles from the Cliff of Doom, the body of a Deathkin general broke apart into several pieces and plunged from the sky.
On a white cloud, Zheng Yuan was sitting leg-crossed in front of a jade-stone table enjoying his tea.
He was the one who killed that Deathkin general, breaking him into pieces with just a palm strike. The poor Deathkin general could not even put up a fight.
“Those who killed my general must die.”
A furious voice came as an atrocious evil energy of death loomed like a tidal wave in the horizon toward Zheng Yuan.
Zheng Yuan let out a smile, looking cool, calm, and collected as he took another sip of tea. “I have been expecting you, Chixing Shenzi!”
The evil energy of death surged and formed into a giant hand of several hundred yards tall, blocking off the sun and looking as if it could reach to pluck the stars down from heaven.
“Boundless Heavenlord!”
Zheng Yuan chanted a title as he slowly extended his hand.
This hand of his rapidly expanded. It glowed in yellow with Precepts intertwining on the surface as the immense power of heaven and earth was mobilized.
Bang!
The two giant hands collided with Zheng Yuan’s yellow hand emerging unscathed and the giant hand of the evil energy of death exploding.
The next moment, the evil energy of death receded like a tide, then disappeared completely, as if it had never been there before.