Chapter 2328 Three-way Competition
“You can’t escape. Space is frozen.”
Zhang Ruochen stepped forward with his right foot. The Precepts of Dimension in his Sea of Qi were released and merged with the Spatial Domain. Then, they surged toward Saint Lord Zuo Mu, who was rushing forward.
Creak
The space around Saint Lord Zuo Mu seemed to turn into liquid. It shook slightly.
Then, like a frozen river, it solidified inch by inch.
Saint Lord Zuo Mu’s body was originally merged with the space and could not be seen with the naked eye. However, as the space froze, a faint shadow of him appeared.
Lord Xia Yu’s face lit up. “Did you suppress
him?”
“Saint Lord Zuo Mu’s cultivation is very strong. I can only suppress him for a while. Quickly use Soul-siphoning Flute to wear his five senses and spiritual will out.”
The Saint Qi and Blood Qi in Zhang Ruochen’s body surged from under his feet. They rushed in all directions to support the Spatial Domain.
Saint Lord Zuo Mu’s cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Thousand-Koan Realm. His combat strength was close to that of a superior at the peak of the Thousand-Koan Realm. Even if Zhang Ruochen tried his best, he could only restrain him for a moment.
Lord Xia Yu obviously knew that it was a critical moment to decide on victory or defeat. With the tip of her left hand’s finger, she cut her skin and blood vessels on her right wrist.
Her scorching red blood dripped onto Soul-siphoning Flute.
Soul-siphoning Flute seemed to have come to life as it absorbed the Supreme Saint Blood. Dense blood-red patterns appeared on its surface. The previous owner of Soul-siphoning Flute carved these patterns. Every single one of them was a divine pattern.
Swoosh–
More and more divine power surged out from Soul-siphoning Flute.
It was unknown if it was because of the surge of divine power, but the flute sound could already be heard on Dark Star.
Mo Cuo and Yan Hanyu of the Fane of Meteorite were weaker than others. They could only feel a sharp pain in their heads due to the influence of the flute sound. They had to use their Spiritual Power to resist it.
“Soul-siphoning Flute is an ancient divine artifact. With the help of Lord Xia Yu’s Supreme Saint blood, it finally possesses divine power,” Fang Mofeng said.
Lord Xia Yu held the flute with both hands. From her red lips, she exhaled a long breath of energy.
Instantly, a soul-stirring melody reverberated through the heavens and earth.
The sound waves took all sort of forms, including blood-red warriors, soul reavers, headless Asuras, surged toward Saint Lord Zuo Mu, who was sealed in space.
The lingering sound also contained a powerful force. Including Fang Mofeng, the three Supreme Saints of the Fane of Meteorite all had a headache. They retreated quickly and didn’t dare to get too close. “Lord Xia Yu’s flute sound is so terrifying. If you’re not a spiritual power Supreme Saint, you’ll definitely lose your mind and become insane if you took all of it.”
“It’s just Bloodysky Clan. It’s incredible they have Zhang Ruochen and Lord Xia Yu at the same time.”
Mo Cuo, Yan Hanyu, and Fang Mofeng were only affected by the sound, but they were greatly weakened.
Saint Lord Zuo Mu was attacked directly by the flute sound. And because his spiritual power was sealed, he couldn’t use it to defend himself. Soon, screams came from the frozen space. Seeing this, Fang Mofeng let out a long sigh. “Zhang Ruochen and Lord Xia Yu are too powerful. Saint Lord Zuo Mu won’t be able to hold on for long. He’s doomed.”
Boom
A purple lightning beam cut through the darkness, connecting the ground and sky.
The ground, which was many times harder than black iron, was hit by the lightning beam. It exploded, and a large amount of gravel flew out. Electrical plasma patterns appeared on the ground.
Moyin’s face was pale as she stood in the center of the lightning; she rushed to Zhang Ruochen and Lord Xia Yu. She informed Zhang Ruochen telepathically, “Master, Wu Jiang is here!”
“Noted,”
Zhang Ruochen remained calm when he responded.
Moyin was his parasitic plant. He could sense what Moyin saw, heard, and experienced no matter how far away they were.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen had already known the moment Moyin and Wu Jiang fought in the sky.
“It’s a pity that I couldn’t kill Saint Lord Zuo Mu before Wu Jiang arrived.”
Zhang Ruochen sighed and looked up.
The Death Qi turned into spiraling clouds in the sky. Beautiful petals of Spider Lilies floated in the clouds.
Wu Jiang stood in the center of the spiraling clouds, emitting a wicked and dazzling light.
“Zhang Ruochen, you really surprised me. I haven’t seen you for a few days, but you already have the power to suppress Saint Lord Zuo Mu. It seems that I can’t let you live today.” Wu Jiang’s voice was melodious and resounded throughout the third Dark Star.
Although he had heard from Pan Ruo and Que Fei about Zhang Ruochen’s power, Wu Jiang did not think that Zhang Ruochen could be a match for Saint Lord Zuo Mu until he arrived at the third Dark Star.
The scene of Saint Lord Zuo Mu being suppressed and screaming struck Wu Jiang hard.
‘Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation speed is too fast. If I don’t kill him today, I probably won’t have another chance in the future.’
If Zhang Ruochen broke dozens of more shackles, Wu Jiang would probably have to flee the next time they met.
Today was Wu Jiang’s last chance.
Wu Jiang’s gaze quickly landed on Lord Xia Yu and Moyin. With his powerful spiritual power, he could clearly sense that they had become very powerful as well. At least, he could not kill with three or five moves.
If Zhang Ruochen, Lord Xia Yu, and Moyin were at their peak, the three of them could do whatever they wanted on the Celestial-Hunting battlefield.
With the rise of the trio, together with Lord Bladehell and Lady Wind, the overall strength of the Immortal Vampires was not much weaker than that of Yanluo Clan. They could be considered one of the strongest forces in the Celestial-Hunting battle.
“It seems that this is the only way!”
Wu Jiang’s index and middle fingers joined. His arms crossed and formed a cross-shaped hand seal.
The black electric pattern on his forehead reopened.
This time was different from the last time. Wu Jiang fully activated the Dark Power in his body. His long hair fluttered, and his robe swelled. Under the influence of the Dark Power, his body turned into darkness, like a black hole spinning in the sky.
Crash.
A thick black light beam with a diameter of three meters flew out of the black hole and headed straight for Zhang Ruochen, who was trying his best to control the power of Dimension. The power of the black light beam resonated with the power of the Dark Star. The closer it was to the ground, the more powerful it was.
“Moyin, take Violet Gourd and block him for a moment.”
Violet Gourd on Zhang Ruochen’s waist flew out and landed in Moyin’s hand.
With Supreme Artifact in hand, Moyin’s confidence increased greatly. It held the Gourd with one hand, and a large amount of lightning power spread out from its five snow-white jade fingers and poured into the bottom of the Gourd.
All of the Supreme Inscriptions within Violet Gourd were activated.
The Gourd shook violently as it grew larger. In the end, it expanded to the size of a mountain. A golden pillar of flame surged out of the mouth of the massive Gourd, colliding with the dark beam of light that descended from the sky.
Rumble
The power of the Supreme Power and Dark Power collided. They were like two great rivers clashing, releasing a power wave that could topple everything. Moyin had just swallowed a large number of Celestial Captives and was at the peak of its power. With the power of a Supreme Artifact, it could block the black beam of light that fell from the sky.
The three Supreme Saints of the Fane of Meteorite all gasped.
“Why is there another top elite? And it even calls Zhang Ruochen its master. This… The force of Bloodysky Clan is too strong!” Yan Hanyu’s voice was trembling. Fang Mofeng’s expression was solemn. “Wu Jiang wants to attack Zhang Ruochen, break the frozen space, and release Saint Lord Zuo Mu.” “We can’t let him succeed. No matter what, Saint Lord Zuo Mu must die,” said Mo Cuo. “If he doesn’t die, who knows how many Supreme Saints of Infernal Court will die if he takes revenge? “We’re his first target. We’ll definitely die,” Mo Cuo added.
The three Supreme Saints looked at each other and released a beam of Asuran Battle Qi. They injected it into Violet Gourd to help Moyin resist Wu Jiang
Wu Jiang snorted, “You think you can stop me?”
Spider Lily petals gathered behind Wu Jiang and formed a hundred palm prints.
All the palm prints were in a circular formation.
“How is this possible? Wu Jiang is using the Dark Destructive Light while executing a hundred Life-and-Death Palm Prints?” Fang Mofeng’s expression turned grave.
Both the Dark Destructive Light and Life-and-Death Palm were the ultimate skills of Wu Jiang. They were even more powerful than the normal high-level Thousand-Koan Realm Saint Technique.
Wu Jiang was able to use two ultimate skills at the same time because his spiritual power was strong enough.
It was equivalent to the strength of two cultivators at the same time.
The hundred Life-and-Death Palm Prints landed, creating a powerful pressure that landed on the people below.
Every cultivator on the Dark Star could feel a mountain’s weight on their back. Furthermore, the weight became bigger and heavier. The three Supreme Saints of the Fane of Meteorite trembled. They had no choice but to withdraw the Asuran Battle Qi to protect themselves immediately.
“Does Wu Jiang want to… want to kill all of us on Dark Star?”
Yan Hanyu was the first to collapse. Her protective battle Qi was crushed, and she lay on the ground. Blood dripped from her snow-white skin, and her body trembled.
Boom
Mo Cuo was the second to fall.
The hundred Life-and-Death Palm Prints were less than 100 meters away from the ground. The Death Qi contained in the palm prints hit every cultivator on the ground.
Zhang Ruochen sighed and had to change the direction of the Dimension power. All the Precepts of Dimension rushed to the sky. Above everyone’s head, the space froze and turned into a huge space shield. At the same time, the dragon and elephant souls in Zhang Ruochen’s arms appeared. He lightly pressed his palm toward the sky.
Crack
The shield formed with Dimensional Power, which was dozens of meters thick, was shattered by the hundred Life-and-Death Palm Prints in an instant. The space returned to its previous state.
The next moment.
Zhang Ruochen’s palm print exploded with ten times the attack power under the amplification of Truth Precepts. It turned into a huge golden hand that was tens of thousands of meters long and collided with the hundred Life-and-Death Palm Prints.
Rumble–
The Dark Star, which was thousands of miles in diameter, was slightly shaken by this power.
The hundred Palm Prints in the sky were all shattered and turned into a rain of Spider Lily petals falling down. At the same time, the light pillar of Supreme Power disappeared. Wu Jiang, who was floating in the sky, and Moyin, who was standing on the ground, took a few steps back. Obviously, Wu Jiang didn’t gain any advantage in this round.
Wu Jiang seemed to be thinking. After a while, he said, “I underestimated you! I missed the best chance to kill you when we fought for the Saintwill Pill. Now, you and your Saint Devourer have the power to fight against me.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Even without the Saint Devourer, you might not be my match.” Hearing this, Wu Jiang smiled again. “Your cultivation in the Path of Truth is indeed very strong. You can unleash ten times the attack power. However, your physical endurance is limited. Even if you have a Demigod-level physique, how many times can you continuously unleash ten times the attack power?
“Can you break my hundred Life-and-Death Palm Prints once? Can you break it with ten times the attack power?
“Besides, have you forgotten that I’m more powerful in spiritual power and illusion? If it wasn’t for Princess Luo Sha, you would have died under my Myriad Eye Illusion when fighting for the Saintwill Pill.”
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Saint Lord Zuo Mu, who was trapped in the space.
Without Zhang Ruochen’s support, more than half of the frozen space had been broken by Saint Lord Zuo Mu. Lord Xia Yu’s flute music could no longer suppress him.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Wu Jiang, the purpose of the Celestial-Hunting battle is to kill Celestial Captives. Why don’t we kill Saint Lord Zuo Mu first and then fight?”
“Once Saint Lord Zuo Mu is dead, the three top elites of Bloodysky Clan will join hands. Moreover, you have two Supreme Artifacts. How can I be a match for you after that?” Wu Jiang’s eyes were filled with mockery as he let out a cold smirk.
Zhang Ruochen and Lord Xia Yu had once been nothing in Wu Jiang’s eyes. Now, they had grown into powerful figures that he couldn’t ignore.
Zhang Ruochen said, “So, you plan to rescue Saint Lord Zuo Mu and work with him to deal with me first?”
“That’s right.”
Wu Jiang said this without any hesitation.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head, “Working with Celestial Captive to kill a Supreme Saint of Infernal Court,” he said. “If the deities see this, I’m afraid it will affect your future in Infernal Court. Do you really think that the power of the Dark Star can shield everything from the deities’ Perception?”
“So what if the deities see it? In the end, you and Saint Lord Zuo Mu will both die at my hands.” Wu Jiang was full of confidence and didn’t care that Saint Lord Zuo Mu had heard him.
Now, it was a three-way battle. They all wanted to kill the other two sides.
Enemies and friends were not perpetual.
The strongest would be the first target.
Zhang Ruochen had to be on full alert against a great enemy like Wu Jiang. He couldn’t be distracted. Seeing that Saint Lord Zuo Mu was about to escape, he shouted coldly, “Moyin, go help Lord Xia Yu. You must kill Saint Lord Zuo Mu. Leave Wu Jiang to me.”
Zhang Ruochen grabbed Violet Gourd and put it back. He spread his wings and flew into the sky, attacking Wu Jiang.
He retrieved Violet Gourd because he knew that the Supreme Artifact of Nether Clan must be in Wu Jiang’s hands. Only Supreme Artifact could resist the attack of another Supreme Artifact. “Good! I’ll defeat you in a one-on-one fight and take your life.”
Wu Jiang laughed and the black electric pattern on his forehead opened. This time, there was no dark light beam. Instead, ten thousand eyes appeared. It was the Myriad Eye Illusion that had once made Zhang Ruochen lose himself.
With his 66th level Spiritual Power and his status as a High-Saint Illusionist, even Lan Ying and Yan Huangtu would be afraid of him.
Because once a target fell into the illusion, the target could end up dead even when he was lost for a moment.