Chapter 1562: His Sword Slays Everyone
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The wind was blowing outside Jingxiang Cliff Dojo, and one great being after another arrived here.
Many people were surprised that Zhang Ruochen, who was ranked in first place on the ‘Saints Merits Rank,’ was from Guanghan Field.
After all, only strong fields had the best inheritance and refining resources, which could be used to cultivate the best talents. It was almost impossible for a monk from weaker fields to be ranked high on the ‘Saints Merits Rank.’
Almost all the creatures who were ranked in the top ten thousand were from large fields that were top thousand.
“I heard before that Zhang Ruochen got to the first place by luck, and some said he got all the merits by cooperating with Princess Luosha.
“I know that merits battle among the Shatuo Seven Fields. It’s not that impressive that Zhang Rouchen stood out among the weak fields. His real power can’t even get him into the top ten thousand.
“We can see it today. If Zhang Ruochen can get back Jingxiang Cliff Dojo, it’ll mean he’s at least in the same class as the deities from stronger fields.”
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All the monks were talking.
They were all performing their techniques, trying to see the fight in the dojo.
However, the godly light coming out of the Osmanthus Trees made everything in Jingxiang Cliff Dojo dim. They could only hear the deafening battle sounds coming out.
Su Jing stood dozens of miles away from Jingxiang Cliff Dojo, and he couldn’t be more anxious.
The Moon Goddess once said, “Now that I’m back, it’s time for Guanghan Field to rise again.”
Perhaps to the Moon Goddess, Zhang Ruochen was her trump card to help Guanghan Field get back to its prime. The battle today was of great importance.
If they won, they’d shed light on Guanghan Field’s renaissance.
But if they lost, Guanghan Field would be engulfed in darkness for a long time.
In history, weak fields rose not only because of a powerful God, but also because of a peerless talent that could lead the young monks from the entire large field.
Was Zhang Ruochen that peerless talent?
Zhang Ruochen, in Hundred Saints Blood Armor, was holding the Abyss Ancient Sword in one hand and Yi Emperor Bone Scepter in the other, dashing toward Bai Ran like a God of Slaughter.
He needed to kill the most powerful one first.
Bang Bang!
Bai Ran triggered Rule of Truth, performing saint spells to stop Zhang Ruochen.
However, after warding off Zhang Ruochen’s seven moves, he’d used up all his protection valuables, and he was severely injured, with one arm being chopped off.
“If it weren’t for ‘All Lives Equal,’ I would’ve used Saint Figure Rune to kill you,” Bai Ran yelled.
“Even without ‘All Lives Equal,’ I can kill you and slash your Saint Figure Rune.”
Zhang Ruochen stepped forward. Instead of performing Sword Technique of Time and drinking Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine, he wanted to practice Sword Eight in this fight.
After all, he was only at level one in Sword Eight. He needed to use it more and more frequently to comprehend it better.
“Don’t you dare be so arrogant, Zhang Ruochen. There’re lots of great beings from Cloud Field, and you can’t fight all of us.”
More than ten great beings rushed forward, performing their techniques and attacking Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
All of them were talented beings like young supreme saints.
Bai Ran looked pleased. He took out a jade-made bottle, drank some life saint liquids, and his arm grew back.
“Take a look behind you, Zhang Ruochen. The monks from Guanghan Field are being encircled by seventeen talents from Cloud Field. They’ll soon be killed. Do you really think you can protect them?”
Bai Ran communicated with the two monks from Cloud Field while he was talking to Zhang Ruochen. He wanted to trigger Mirror Saint Sword with them, utilizing its Second Yao Complete Power.
As long as Zhang Ruochen got distracted by saving the monks from Guanghan Field, they would use the sword to kill Zhang Ruochen.
Both the monks from Cloud Field standing behind Bai Ran were invisible. Even their forces were feeble.
To Bai Ran’s disappointment, Zhang Ruochen didn’t seem to be going to save the monks from Guanghan Field at all. Instead, he released Divine Fire Jingmie, enveloping the great beings from Cloud Field who were encircling him.
“Wind, Rain, Lightning, Thunder.”
“Star, Moon, Cloud, Light.”
Zhang Ruochen mumbled while stepping like a ghost. He waved his sword and drew a thunderstorm to most of Jingxiang Cliff Dojo.
He was trying to comprehend ‘Sword Eight Notebook’ left by Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen.
Xue Hongchen’s Sword Eight could be summarized by eight words: “Wind, Rain, Lightning, Thunder, Star, Moon, Cloud, Light.” Even the surface of these could shatter the earth.
A great being from Cloud Field grabbed a large cauldron that was a ten-thousand-patterns saint weapon, wielding it against Zhang Ruochen.
The Abyss Ancient Sword flew out of Zhang Ruochen’s hand, hitting that large cauldron and knocking it away.
That great being from Cloud Field was hit by fierce sword Qi. His protection runes were all turned into dust.
That great being from Cloud Field was horrified.
“How can he be so powerful?”
As he thought of that, Zhang Ruochen showed up behind him, wielding his Abyss Ancient Sword against him.
Whoosh!
Blood was spilled, and flesh fell from the sky.
After killing that great being from Cloud Field, Zhang Ruochen dashed toward another person. He was so fast that he easily defended himself against more than ten great beings.
“Star and Moon!”
“Wind Dragon, Rain Blade!”
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Zhang Ruochen kept trying the conception of Sword Eight, and each move had the power to manipulate the weather, which could boost the power of his sword technique.
He killed three great talents from Cloud Field after a couple of moves, and conversely, the monks who were encircling him couldn’t even touch his sleeves.
The great beings from Cloud Field were all horrified, and they finally realized how powerful Zhang Ruochen was. They knew that they would be annihilated if they kept fighting.
Bai Ran could’ve never expected Zhang Ruochen to be this strong.
As he looked to another battle, he was more shocked.
Seventeen great beings from Cloud Field went to encircle the five monks from Guanghan Field, yet five of those from Cloud Field had been killed by lower abdomen injuries.
It was the woman in purple who killed them, and it seemed her sword was more horrifying than Zhang Ruochen’s.
Was that really the Guanghan Field that was bullied before?
“Shiyin Bug, Qiyin bug, use Mirror Saint Sword with me and kill Zhang Ruochen now.”
Bai Ran stopped waiting for an opportunity. The two great beings that were making themselves invisible infused Mirror Saint Sword with their saint Qi, and as inscriptions emerged on the sword, the first circle of saint Qi showed up.
Whoosh!
After twenty thousand of the inscriptions on the sword were triggered, the second circle of saint Qi showed up.
Second Yao Complete Power filled Jingxiang Cliff Dojo, and some of it burst out of the dojo and permeated to hundreds of miles away. All the saints who were watching the fight were amazed.
“They’re using a Second Yao Ten-thousand-patterns saint weapons. What a great fight.”
“Seems like Zhang Ruochen’s very powerful. Bai Ran was forced to use that weapon.”
Normally, only saint kings were able to trigger Second Yao Complete Power, and ordinary first-step saint kings weren’t able to control that sort of power.
Even among the talents on the ‘Saints Merits Rank,’ few could trigger Second Yao Complete Power by themselves. They needed the help of other monks.
Second Yao Complete Power was able to crush any creature under saint kings.
Zhang Ruochen noticed a tumbling saint might right after he stabbed that bug-race monk in its heart.
“Do they really think they can kill me with Second Yao Complete Power?”
Zhang Ruochen took out the purple godly stone, infused it with his holy Qi, and then, the purple godly stone turned larger and larger, becoming a towering godly mountain.
The purple godly stone was made from a purple star beside a black hole. According to Ling Xiu, it used to be a part of the body of a God from Stone Race, which made it very mysterious.
“Die, Zhang Ruochen!”
Bai Run used all his strength, wielding Mirror Saint Sword against Zhang Ruochen, trailing a trace of sword Qi like a river.
However, that giant purple godly mountain was thrown toward him as he wielded the sword.
“No…” Bai Ran yelled.
Shiyin Bug and Qiyin Bug were also horrified. They immediately turned into two bugs the size of light spots, trying to fly away.
Boom!
The purple godly mountain didn’t just suppress Mirror Saint Sword, but also knocked Bai Ran underground, crushing its body. The mysterious power from the purple godly mountain trashed his saint soul.
The two Yin bugs didn’t manage to survive either. Their saint light got dimmer and dimmer as they were suppressed by the purple godly mountain until they died.
He killed three powerful saints with one strike.
The monks from Cloud Field that were still alive were all terrified, trying to step back.
However, instead of running away, they all looked to Osmanthus thicket as if they were expecting something.
Boom!
Golden saint Qi waves gushed out of the Osmanthus thicket, making it hard for Zhang Ruochen to balance himself.
“A saint king’s in Jingxiang Cliff Dojo.”
Zhang Ruochen was surprised but wasn’t scared.
After all, Tree God had activated ‘All Lives Equal,’ so even saint kings had the cultivation of half-step saint kings. They were only at an advantage because of their saintly way comprehension, saint spells, and Rule of Truth.
Zhang Ruochen could probably defeat the most powerful saint kings here.