God Emperor
chapter-1756

Chapter 1756: Soul Refining

“Stop Zhang Ruochen at all costs, saint kings from the Fairy Race. We can’t let him kill Gong Ziyan.” A mind power saint king from the fairy race pointed at Zhang Ruochen, holding a blue jade saint scepter in his hand.

All of a sudden, spiritual Qi gathered around him, forming thousands of black vines.

The vines moved like underground dragons, rushing toward Zhang Ruochen.

There were fourteen good-looking fairies behind the mind power saint king, and they all drew the white jade bows that were ten thousand pattern saint weapons. There were immense power ripples around each of the bows, forming a tornado of destruction Qi.

The Fairy Race was the greatest at archery.

Some of the saint-king fairies were able to perform some extraordinary archery techniques, which could shatter the earth.

Fourteen ten-thousand-pattern saint arrows were shot, and they had unrivaled destructive power even though they were a thousand miles away. They could definitely destroy a planet.

Whoosh!

A dark shadow showed up beside the fourteen fairy saint kings.

He was slender, carrying a rusty sword, and he could deceive the saint kings weaker than him like a ghost.

The mind power saint king standing in the front covered the area that was thousands of square feet. He was dazed to notice that black shadow as he showed up.

Who was able to approach him without the slightest indication?

“Be careful… Everyone…”

The black shadow got right behind him before the mind power saint king tried to notify everyone, and then, a trace of sharp sword Qi dashed toward his head.

He was a great being who had been through countless battles, so he was fast enough to trigger a protection rune, forming a thick shield shadow behind his back.

Bang!

The iron sword penetrated the shadow and penetrated the head of the mind power saint king, and the tip of the sword poked through his forehead.

“How is that possible…? The golden light shield rune didn’t stop it…”

Bang!

The mind power saint king fell to the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The black shadow shook his body as if he was dividing himself into dozens of shapes, rushing at the fourteen fairy saint kings. He then wielded sword Gang, stabbing, picking, and slaying.

When the black shadow formed a sole body again, there was nothing but corpses on the ground.

Within less than three breaths of time, all fifteen saint kings had been killed.

The saint kings from Heaven Field who looked to this direction all held their breath, as they felt that the God of Death had arrived, terrifying them.

Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting in the Golden Dragon Carriage, looked toward that black shadow and mumbled, “Le’s sword way has been perfected. Even I can’t guarantee that I could ward it off without the power of space and time. It’s the sword way used for killing…”

Le took a look at Zhang Ruochen, then he vanished.

When he showed up again, another saint king who was several miles away was killed by his sword.

Meanwhile, a black oval with a diameter of almost ten thousand feet showed up above the island.

Han Qiu was standing at the center of the black oval. Her body was lithe and graceful, and her long hair was waving in the wind. She condensed the darkness power in her body into thin black threads, letting them all out.

The saint kings from Heaven Field who had been killed all stood up like puppets, trying to attack the saint kings from Heaven Field who were still alive.

The monks from Kunlun’s Field were thrilled to find out that there were other great beings coming to help them. Their confidence was boosted.

“Controlling the ghosts… Is she a monk who practices the Way of Darkness?”

Shang Ziyan squinted his eyes and wielded a Five-color Merit Tablet.

The five-color light gushed out, covering the six ninth-step saint kings who were encircling Shang Ziyan. And then, an invisible force suppressed them, terrifying all of them.

“It’s the power of merits. Retreat.”

“What a powerful youngster. He’s just a seventh-step saint king, yet it’s so difficult to fight him.”

Even the six ninth-step saint kings couldn’t confront Shang Ziyan after he wielded the Five-color Merit Tablet.

They immediately drew back, trying to get as far away from the Five-color Merit Tablet as possible, yet Shang Ziyan intended to kill them. He threw the giant tablet toward two of the ninth-step saint kings.

Bang! Bang!

The two ninth-step saint kings both threw out dozens of saint weapons.

Unfortunately, those saint weapons were all shattered the second they touched the Five-color Merit Tablet, unable to withstand the tablet for even one second. In the end, the ninth-step saint kings exploded, turning into two clusters of flesh.

The other nine ninth-step saint kings kept stepping back, breaking into a cold sweat as they finally felt that death was approaching.

They were fighting a seventh-step saint king, yet they felt that they were fighting a supreme saint.

The woman in an ancient dress looked very glum, as she’d never expected Shang Ziyan to be so powerful that he could kill ninth-step saint kings so easily.

Shang Ziyan was even more impressive than Gods when they were young. Once he matured, he would definitely be one of the cornerstones of his era.

Shang Ziyan warned them, “I don’t care who you are or why you’re here. But I’m warning you for the last time; if you interfere again, you will die.”

The voice was just as fierce and cold as Shang Ziyan looked, horrifying the woman in the palace dress.

But she was only horrified for an instant.

The color of Shang Ziyan’s three-color armor formed a three-color cloud under his feet.

Shang Ziyan jumped and teleported himself to more than one hundred miles away with the three-color cloud, looking down at Zhang Ruochen while holding his crimson sword.

Zhang Ruochen had seriously injured Gong Ziyan and cut off both his hands and feet, trampling on him.

He pointed the Abyss Ancient Sword at Gong Ziyan’s forehead, looked up at Shang Ziyan. “You’ve always been calm and tranquil. This is the first time you got emotional. I can tell that you’re furious!”

Shang Ziyan tried to suppress his anger and said, “I have to admit that I always thought I overestimated you, but I realized today that I still underestimated me. Let Gong Ziyan go, and I’ll do anything you want.”

“Let him go?” Zhang Ruochen said apathetically. “My senior brothers and sisters who were killed disagree. Bai Su disagrees, and my brothers from Sacred Central Empire disagree.”

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The Carnivorous Holy Flower, the Amazing Little Taoist, and Xie Chengzi all flew toward him, showing up behind Zhang Ruochen.

Meanwhile, the saint kings from Heaven Field all gathered toward Shang Ziyan, and soon, there were over one hundred of them. They not only formed attack formations, but also froze the space using their godly bones.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t intimidated at all.

Shang Ziyan was silent for a while, and he said, “You can’t bring up those who are dead, and besides, you’ve killed many monks from Heaven Field yourself. You’re smart enough to know that it’s only a lose-lose.”

“How about you let Gong Ziyan, Wang Xu, Yan Ni, and the saint kings from Heaven Field go? Then I’ll let you and the monks from Kunlun’s Field off the hook. What do you think?”

Zhang Ruochen looked around at the saint kings from Heaven Field and said, “I don’t think they can stop me. Don’t you know that I have all the bargaining chips? And you have to listen to me…”

Zhang Ruochen took out the Emperor Yi Bone Staff and stuck it into Gong Ziyan’s head.

“Ah!”

Gong Ziyan’s body twitched and he yelled in agony.

Meanwhile, the evil spirit inside the bone staff cheered, absorbing the saint soul power of Gong Ziyan through the inscriptions on the staff.

The evil spirit could rival an eighth-step saint king after refining the second part of Amber Ash’s soul mist.

As it absorbed the soul power of Gong Ziyan, the evil spirit became stronger and stronger. It became a pinnacle eighth-step saint king, sprinting toward ninth-step saint king.

“Damn it! You’ll pay for this with your lives!” a saint king from Heaven Field yelled in anger.

Showing his white teeth, another dwarf saint king waved his axes and said, “You’ll pay for this. How dare you kill the leader of Space Godly Palace?”

From forever ago, it was always the monks from Heaven Field bullying other monks. This was the first time that someone had killed one of their own in front of them, not to mention that Zhang Ruochen was refining his soul.

Only Shang Ziyan could still keep relatively calm, but he looked increasingly cold and ferocious.

Both Wang Xu and Yan Ni were being stepped on by the Carnivorous Holy Flower and Xie Chengzi, which intimidated Shnag Ziyan.

Zhang Ruochen said, “Now you know how it feels to see someone you love die.”

After a while, Gong Ziyan’s voice became dimmer and dimmer, until it was no more.

After absorbing Gong Ziyan’s saint soul, the evil spirit had officially become a ninth-step saint king, and its forces became more vigorous. The evil Qi spread and covered more than half of the island, turning it into gloomy land.

Shang Ziyan is such an unfathomable and wicked person. He seemed to be Gong Ziyan’s best friend and to talk about everything with him, but chances are, he’s never treated Gong Ziyan as his friend. Zhang Ruochen found Shang Ziyan to be terrifying, as nobody could figure out what he was thinking.

Shang Ziyan spoke with a deep voice. “You’ve let it all out, haven’t you? Don’t you think it’s a good time to talk about it with me? Do you really think you have all the bargaining chips? The traps set up on this island are much more advanced than you think. If we really get into a full-blown fight, you and all the monks from Kunlun’s Field will die.”

Boom!

After he’d finished speaking, a rumbling noise came from the sky above the island.

“What happened now?”

The saint kings from Heaven Field were all dazed, and they looked up at the sky.

The illusion formation covering the island had been cracked.

Dozens of cracks immediately spread, and gradually, the illusion disappeared, after which the real island showed.

Who had broken the illusion?