Chapter 1840: The Prince of the Eastern Region
“Jiang Yunchong is powerful, and even the Nine-eyed Wind Array cannot do anything to him.”
Mister Godcliff was secretly surprised, aside from a Supreme Saint, he had seldom encountered such a powerful person like Jiang Yunchong.
One need to know, for the average Nine-step Saint King, Mister Godcliff could kill them with just a single gaze.
“Nine-eyed Tempest.”
A large amount of spiritual power rushed out from the center of Mister Godcliff’s eyebrows, and rushed into the nine array flags. Suddenly, the Nine-eyed Wind Array began to change, as the formation became a hundred times larger, and enveloped Jiang Yunchong within it.
“Ughh…. Yunchong…”
Yin Ruo could not withstand the spiritual power impact of the Nine-eyed Wind Array, as her translucent body body faded somewhat, as if a strong wind could blow her away.
“Yin Ruo, it’s too dangerous here. Go back into the Precept Soul Vial.”
With a look of concern in Jiang Yunchong’s eyes, he pulled out a dark purple porcelain vial, and put Yin Ruo into it.
At this moment, force winds from the Nine-eyed Wind Array converged together, and formed nine ferocious dragons as their meandering bodies rushed towards Jiang Yunchong.
Inside each dragon was millions of force winds.
And each force winds had enough power to split mountains apart.
“Six Harmonies. Dao, Li, Qian, Kun, Wang and Jue. All Six Gates, rise together, and break the void.”
Jiang Yunchong launched all six light gates, to meet the attacks from the nine dragons.
The dragons continued to crumble away, as the light gates became increasingly dim.
As the roar continued to ring, both of the nine dragons and six light gates shattered at the same time and disappeared.
The remnant of the tempest impacted against Jiang Yunchong, leaving more than a dozen wounds on his body as he was sent flying.
Jiang Yunchong knelt on one knee, with his right hand propping him against the ground. There was a blood-red line on his cheek, dripping blood, as he said. “As expected of an Array Master. With my current cultivation level, it’s still quite difficult to fight him.”
Mister Godcliff stood at the center of the Nine-eyed Wind Array, and looked down at Jiang Yunchong below, saying. “Go. I will let you live today.”
Jiang Yunchong laughed as he stood up, and raised his voice. “Not going anywhere.” Mister Godcliff’s gaze suddenly turned sullen.
If he did not get tangled here to attack the Eastern Region Saint King Manor, how would Mister Godcliff spare Jiang Yunchong?
Now it seemed like Jiang Yunchong was desperately wanting to keep him here.
No…
Mister Godcliff realized something was not right, why did Jiang Yunchong want to keep him back here so desperately?
Even if he wanted to prevent him from controlling the Eastern Region Holy City, he should not be fighting to the point of disregarding his own life, right?
“You’re a Kunlun Realm cultivator?”
Mister Godcliff’s gaze became sharp.
Mister Godcliff finally remembered where he had seen the records of the ‘Gate of Six Harmonies.”, it was an ancient tome about the records of Kunlun Realm.
The Gates of Six Harmonies was a high-level saint art of the Jiang Clan, one of the eighteen ancient clans of Kunlun.
“Seems like you’ve seen through it. That’s right, I’m indeed a Kunlun Realm cultivator.”
Saint light flickered on Jiang Yunchong’s body, as all of his wounds had recovered.
“Then you must die.”
A powerful killing intent appeared in Mister Godcliff’s eyes, and condensing into a blood-red sea of murderous intent.
“It won’t be that easy to kill me.”
Jiang Yunchong once again summoned the Gates of Six Harmonies, and confronted Mister Godcliff.
Before the two even struck, the power of the Gates of Six Harmonies and the Nine-Eyed Wind Array had already collided with each other, setting off a thunderous explosion.
Mister Godcliff’s face suddenly turned gentle, as he let out a smile. “If it was elseway, I may require a lot of effort to kill you. But in the Eastern Region Holy City, killing you is like slaying swines.”
Mister Godcliff was responsible for restoring the ancient wards of the Eastern Region Holy City, and naturally had left some handiworks behind.
With those handiworks, even without taking control of the Tower of Flames, he could still mobilize some of the ancient wards, and unleash unparalleled power.
The nine array flags around him all flew out, and some flew into the sea, and planted itself in it, while some flew into the Golden Rainbow Continent, and stuck themselves deep into the treacherous valleys.
Nine streams of spiritual power gushed out from Mister Godcliff’s body, and connected with the nine flag poles.
The next moment, the nine flag poles activated the ancient wards, and cause a series of spiderweb-like marks of light to appear across the skies and ground of the Eastern Region Holy City, the patterns were dense and innumerable.
Using the ancient wards, Mister Godcliff had drew all of the power of the Eastern Region Holy City into his hands.
Suddenly, the skies within thousands of miles changed, as a depressed aura descended upon the body of every cultivators, leaving them feeling suffocated.
“Die!”
Mister Godcliff shot out the energy orb in his hand, and destroyed the Gates of Six Harmonies.
Jiang Yunchong was hit by the energy orb, and like a broken kite, he was sent flying. His body bloodied, and a large amount of saint blood fell into the sea. The saint blood contained powerful energies, and set the seas aflame.
An Array Master, coupled with the ancient wards, that sort of power was enough to confront a Supreme Saint.
No matter how powerful a foe was, trying to stop him was futile.
Mister Godcliff was like a god as he stood above the sea, and said with a loud voice. “From now on, I am the Lord of the Eastern Region, anyone who dares to stop me, will be killed without question.”
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It was at this moment, the bottom most three floors of the Tower of Flames suddenly lit up in brilliant light. Those light then turned into strands of light as they rushed out in all directions.
For something like this to happen without using the Seal of Flames, was because, Mister Godcliff had used some special means to activate part of the ancient wards.
The brighter the flames within the Tower of Flames burned, the more powerful the power the ancient wards could unleash.
“Zhang Ruochen, don’t hesitate, the fate of the Eastern Region in all tied to you…cough…cough…” Chen Yuhua said.
Zhang Ruochen unleashed his spiritual power, and covered the Sixth District.
The bustling and prosperous city had became extremely chaotic.
While the flames of war had not spread here yet, but all of the cultivators were panicking as if the end was coming.
BAM!
A fireball flew from another city district and landed on the streets, creating a massive crater tens of feet wide, and causing all of the buildings around it to collapse.
The District’s defensive array had been activated, but in the face of an attack by Saint Kings, these level of formation array was simply too fragile to resist.
In the main city of the Eastern Region Saint King Manor, the Prince of the Eastern Region, Chen Yin activated the Great Orbital Array.
The eighty-one Eastern Region Saint King Manors across the Holy City all activated their arrays, and connecting into a whole one. Immediately after, light pillars shot up from each Saint King Manor as they broke through the clouds, and into the sky.
however, before the Great Orbital Array had fully activated, some of the formations within the Saint King Manors were destroyed, and the light pillars disappeared.
Not long later, the Great Orbital Array stopped functioning, as the entire formation collapsed.
The fighting in the East Region Holy City became more and more intense, as the sound of slaughter rang out everywhere.
Zhang Ruochen clenched his hands, as his thoughts fought against one another.
For him to be unwilling to take the Seal of Flames, was not because he was afraid of being enemies of Mister Godcliff and the rest, nor was he afraid of taking on responsibilities.
But, it was because, upon taking the Seal of Flames, and becoming the Lord of Eastern Region, it was equivalent to returning to the Kunlun Realm, and become a member of Kunlun Realm once again. As long as Chi Yao was still the empress of Kunlun, Zhang Ruochen was repelled by the thought of returning to Kunlun.
After a long while, Zhang Ruochen stretched his hand out, and took the Seal of Flames. “Alright, I will temporarily be the Prince of the Eastern Region. But in the future, if there is a suitable candidate from the Chen Clan, I will hand the Seal of Flames to him.”
A beam of joy appeared in Chen Yuhua’s eyes. “Even if you were to have the Seal of Flames, your spiritual power needs to be level fifty-nine before you can gain initial control of the Tower of Flames.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
Zhang Ruochen was speechless, and wanted to throw the Seal of Flames back onto Chen Yuhua’s head.
Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power had only recently reached level fifty-eight, and was still miles and miles away from level fifty-nine. That is to say, the Seal of Flames now was no different than a paperweight.
Chen Yuhua fell onto the ground as he looked up into the sky, he seemed to be speaking to Zhang Ruochen, and also to himself at the same time. “In order to cultivate my spiritual powers, I had delayed my saint path cultivation, and resulted in me never being able to reach Supreme Sainthood in this life. If there is another opportunity, I will never be the Lord of the Eastern Region…Zhang Ruochen…I’ll leave… the Eastern Region…to you… now…”
The lifeforce within Chen Yuhua’s body was being lost rapidly, Zhang Ruochen took out the Spring of Life and gave him a sip, even that could not save him.
Man, would die in the end.
It was just that the higher the cultivation, one could live a while longer.
Zhang Ruochen stretched his hand out, and closed Chen Yuhua’s eyes. His heart was conflicted, as if there was a mountain on his shoulder, and he had to carry it.
“When a day comes that the life and death of billions is up to you, could you still escape then?” Something someone had said to him in the passed suddenly rang out in Zhang Ruochen’s ears as he recalled.
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly, and said to himself. “There are somethings that I really cannot escape from.”
“A fifty-nine level spiritual power. Where am I supposed to find a spiritual power Saint King at this time?”
Zhang Ruochen stared at the Circuit Suppression Pearl floating in the air, and a gleam appeared in his eyes. Perhaps with it, he could use to counteract Mister Godcliff.
Zhang Ruochen took the Circuit Suppression Pearl, and then used the Seal of Flames to open the Tower of Flames, and entered it.
He then released a steady stream of saint Qi from his palm into the Circuit Suppression Pearl.
The light from the Circuit Suppression Pearl got stronger and stronger, as it sucked away the saint Qi within the Tower of Flames, and at the same time, the wards in the tower seemed to be suppressed by a mysterious force.
Suddenly, the light from the bottom three storeys of the Tower of Flame gradually became dim.
“What’s going on?”
Mister Godcliff was unable to mobilize the ancient wards, and an expression of shock appeared in his eyes. He then looked towards the Sixth District, and said to himself. “Something happened to Xie Canghai?”
Jiang Yunchong got up from a pool of blood, and laughed. “Xie Canghai is most likely dead. Your plan, is now missing the most important link. I will declare in advance, that your plan to take over the Eastern Region Holy City, had failed!”
“Hmph! Even if something happened to Xie Canghai’s side, it won’t affect anything. I alone, am enough to wipe all of you out, and the first to die is you, Jiang Yunchong.”
Mister Godcliff recalled the nine flag poles, and once again deployed the Nine-eyed Wind Array. Suddenly, nine enormous black vortex formed as they spun rapidly, and bombarded Jiang Yunchong’s position.
Jiang Yunchong had been seriously wounded, and Mister Godcliff believed that this blow was enough to kill him.
“What a braggart, if it’s you alone, you won’t be able to kill us all.”
A powerful voice came from the clouds, and kicking up waves on the sea across thousands of miles.
A tall, burly man, with thick armor rode a beast that look like a Flamelion broke through the clouds, and struck out a palm strike across the distance against the Nine-eyed Wind Array.
A thunderous boom rang out, and all of the nine flag poles were sent flying int othe sea.
“Who are you?” Mister Godcliff’s voice sank.
The man on the back of the Flamelion Beast, stepped on a flaming cloud as he walked towards Mister Godcliff, and said with a loud voice. “The Household Guard Captain of the Shengming Central Empire’s Crown Prince, Murong Yefeng, is here to witness your skills.”