God Emperor
chapter-2402

Chapter 2402: Chant of Death

“Boom.”

The space collapsed and a huge hole appeared. The exhausted Yan Huangtu was pushed into the void by Zhang Ruochen.

Wujiang hesitated for a moment and did not stop him.

It was not necessarily a bad thing for him that Yan Huangtu was driven out of the battlefield.

After swallowing the Great Demonic Shadow, Lan Ying’s face suddenly changed. His child-like body became bigger and bigger like a balloon being blown up.

“Not good. The soul power contained in the Great Demonic Shadow is too powerful, and it also has the powerful will of Yan Huangtu.”

Lan Ying’s body radiated a rainbow of colors. They shifted between light and dark, barely keeping his body from expanding. He sent a message to Lady Wind before flying into the Sword of Asura.

Lady Wind was stunned. She thought, ‘Lan Ying was unrestrained. How powerful was the Great Demonic Shadow? He dared to swallow it in one gulp. Wasn’t he afraid of being stuffed to death?’

It seemed that Lan Ying had to refine the Great Demonic Shadow in a short period and couldn’t make a move.

However, after Lan Ying’s sneak attack succeeded, he got rid of Yan Huangtu and helped the Immortal Vampires a lot.

Lady Wind was being pursued by Yan Huangtu and Pink Skull a few days ago. She was able to flee because she met Lan Ying. She then made some secret deals with Lan Ying. One of them was to work together to deal with the Yanluo clan.

Lady Wind looked at the Scepter of Heaven’s Pass floating in mid-air. A smile appeared on her beautiful face and she was about to retrieve it.

Whoosh

The Scepter of Heaven’s Pass turned into a white light and flew away. It landed in Yan Wushen’s hands.

Yan Wushen’s figure was cold and indifferent as he played with the Scepter of Heaven’s Pass in his hands, he said in a deep voice, “The Supreme Artifact of Yanluo clan is not something that you can take lightly. Xi, you are ranked 13th on the list of those who achieved the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. Do you dare to fight against Lady Wind alone?”

Xi wore a black robe and held an ebony staff in his hand as he walked out from the hundreds of Supreme Saints of the Yanluo clan, he said, “I have subdued two Nine-lives Blood Ravens on my home planet. I have long wanted to battle and raise the ranking of the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm.”

Two crows with blood-red feathers flew on the left and right sides of Xi and croaked strangely.

The croaks were so strange that even Supreme Saints would feel uneasy when they heard them.

One had to know that Supreme Saints who were ranked in the top 18 of the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm were all extraordinary individuals. They had at least fused a Grade Four Saintwill and possessed the ability to cross realms and fight against Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saints.

The two Nine-lives Blood Ravens which Xi used the Soul Capture of the Deva Path of Great Wiccan to tame were both in the early stage of the Thousand-Koan realm. If the three of them attacked together, they would be able to fight against a Supreme Saint in the mid-stage or advanced stage of the Thousand-Koan realm.

Yan Wushen warned, “Be careful of her Destiny Feather.”

“My Deva Path of Great Wiccan is used to counter the Destiny Feather.”

Xi stepped on the two Nine-lives Blood Ravens, it was as if he was stepping on two blood wheels. He burst forth with unparalleled speed.

He was still a thousand miles away from Lady Wind. The ebony staff in his hand had already started to glow with a dark light. He used a secret technique of the Path of Wiccan and attacked Lady Wind.

Lady Wind’s injuries hadn’t healed, but she wasn’t afraid of Xi at all.

She reached out with one hand and grabbed the hilt of the blood-red Sword of Asura. She looked exhausted. She reached out with her other hand and held the sword with both hands. She finally managed to lift the Supreme Artifact, the Sword of Slaughter.

The battle between Lady Wind and Xi was about to start.

“Lady Wind is being held back by Xi. Then, only Zhang Ruochen remains among the Immortal Vampires,” said Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen’s gaze shifted from the battlefield between Lady Wind and Xi to Zhang Ruochen. He instructed the Yanluo clan Supreme Saints behind him, “Hurry up and hunt the Celestial Captives. Try your best to collect points.”

A Yanluo clan Supreme Saint in the Hundred-Shackle Realm asked, “Why don’t you go and kill Lord Hornless first? He is worth 30 million points.”

Yan Wushen stared at him.

Immediately, the Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint did not dare to continue speaking. Together with the other Yanluo clan cultivators, they flew rapidly in all directions.

Yan Wushen shook his head gently and took out the diamond-shaped mirror. He saw the rankings on it.

The Immortal Vampires were in first place with 89 million points.

The Yanluo clan was in second place with 83 million points.

The Immortal Vampires’ points were lower because the 63 Nine-Step Saint Kings who had teleported away with 6,300 clansmen were almost all captured by the Bone Clan Supreme Saints, and a large number of clansmen died.

If Zhang Ruochen hadn’t killed a large number of Supreme Saint Celestial Captives, the Immortal Vampires’ points would have been even more unsightly.

Of course, the Yanluo clan’s points were also deducted because they attacked the Immortal Vampires’ cultivators.

Yan Wushen said to himself, “There’s only a difference of six million points. As long as Zhang Ruochen is restrained, even if we don’t kill Lord Hornless, the Yanluo clan can kill other Celestial Captives to close the gap.”

It was too risky to surround and kill Lord Hornless. Even if they could, a large number of Yanluo clan Supreme Saints would die.

Yan Wushen knew Supreme Saint Yuan Fei had brought a large number of Deathkins to surround and kill Lord Hornless for all of these reasons, but he was unmoved. Leaving aside whether or not Supreme Saint Yuan Fei could kill Lord Hornless, even if he did, it would be a huge help to the Yanluo clan.

Of course, Yan Wushen didn’t believe that Supreme Saint Yuan Fei could kill Lord Hornless.

Lord Hornless could only die at Yan Wushen’s hands.

“It’s not too late to take care of Lord Hornless after we’ve locked on to the absolute victory of the Battle of Celestial-Hunting,” said Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen had to admit that the Yanluo clan had never been forced into such a predicament in the previous Battle of Celestial-Huntings. There was no doubt that the Immortal Vampires led by Zhang Ruochen was indeed very powerful.

He wanted to fight Zhang Ruochen fair and square on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. He wanted to determine victory and even death.

But now, he couldn’t do that. He had to ensure that the Yanluo clan could win first place in the Battle of Celestial-Hunting. He had to do everything he could to deal with a powerful challenger like Zhang Ruochen.

In the face of the Yanluo clan’s interests, Yan Wushen’s personal feelings had to be put aside.

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Zhang Ruochen was not interested in fighting Wujiang. He knew that killing the Celestial Captives was the most important thing to do at this moment.

However, Wujiang did not give up. He kept mobilizing the Myriad Curse Bead to cast a curse on Zhang Ruochen.

Wujiang said, “Zhang Ruochen, it’s useless. These Celestial Captives are destined to be divided among the Nether Clan, the Stone Clan, the Bone Clan, and the Yanluo clan. It’s only a matter of time before the points of the Immortal Vampires are surpassed by the Yanluo clan.

“Once Supreme Saint Yuan Fei and the Deathkins kill the Immortal Vampires hiding in the jade tree... Then, the points of the Immortal Vampires will not only be surpassed by the Yanluo clan, but also by the Rakshasas, the Nether Clan, and the Deathkins. They’ll be beaten back to their original state. All your efforts will be in vain.

“Falling to the bottom of a pit must be hard for you, right? But you can’t change anything!

“Instead of struggling, why don’t you stay and fight me fair and square?”

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen, who was flying, stopped. He stared at him coldly and said, “Okay, as you wish.”

Zhang Ruochen was caught off guard by Wujiang’s curse. He didn’t want to fight just now, so he suffered a few small losses.

Since Zhang Ruochen couldn’t shake off Wujiang, he changed his strategy and decided to finish him off as soon as possible.

“Brother Wujiang, Wushen is here to hold down the fort for you.”

said Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen crossed space and appeared 300 miles behind Zhang Ruochen. He smiled and didn’t seem to plan to attack.

However, Yan Wushen’s Spatial Domain was released and covered a vast area. He wanted to stop Zhang Ruochen from escaping and trap him on the battlefield.

Of course, wasn’t that the same as trapping Wujiang here?

“Thank you, Brother Wushen,” said Wujiang.

Wujiang was aware of the strangeness of the Dimension and Time. Streaks of dark rays appeared on his body and formed a 9-meters-wide black hole. His body disappeared inside.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and glanced at Yan Wushen. “You want to join hands with him?”

Yan Wushen shook his head and said, “I’ve already promised Brother Wujiang that I would give him a chance to avenge himself. So, I won’t attack until the victor has been decided.”

“I still believe in your words,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and ignored him. His body flashed and he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already within 3000 meters of the black hole. Then, he released the Profound Spatial Dimension.

“Dimensional Freeze.”

The space within 3000 meters became frozen.

Only the space around the black hole was affected by the Power of Darkness. It instantly shattered a large area of frozen space.

“Violet Gourd.”

“Immovable Wisdom King’s Saint Aspect.”

“Incarceration of Divine Demon.”

“Realm-frame of Truth.”

Zhang Ruochen held the Violet Gourd with both hands. He urged the Supreme Power to condense a red light pillar and fly toward the black hole.

The void burned wherever the light pillar transcended.

The Immovable Wisdom King’s Saint Aspect and Incarceration of Divine Demon merged into one. They supported their enormous bodies and formed a cloud-sized handprint. They pressed down from above.

In the Realm-frame of Truth, each star flew out a beam of light. They turned into a torrent of starlight and struck the black hole together with the scarlet beam of light.

Yan Wushen’s eyes focused. He saw that Zhang Ruochen was planning to win in one strike. He wanted to get rid of Wujiang in the shortest time possible.

“To control these powerful techniques, Zhang Ruochen must have used all his strength and concentrated his mind. If I attack from behind now, he won’t be able to resist at all. He’ll be defeated instantly.”

Yan Wushen was conflicted. He had already made up his mind to deal with Zhang Ruochen at all costs to win first place for the Yanluo clan.

But now...

The opportunity was right in front of him. He was too embarrassed to attack.

“I still believe you, Yan Wushen.” If another cultivator had said this, Yan Wushen might not have taken it to heart. However, Zhang Ruochen’s words affected Yan Wushen’s state of mind.

Yan Wushen wondered, ‘Zhang Ruochen must have said this on purpose to affect my heart. If I attack him from behind now, even if I defeat him or even kill him, I will feel guilty. In the future, in the Thousand-Koan Realm and the Banshi Isshou Realm, there will be a huge knot in my heart.’

Finally, Yan Wushen smiled bitterly and did not make a move.

Wujiang was also amazing. With the 66th level of spiritual power, he used the Myriad Eye Illusion to support the divine shadow of Netherdeus. He also released the Nether Domain and mobilized the Myriad Curse Bead to cast thirteen curses in a row.

Rumble

The two of them used their techniques and clashed intensely.

After about three breaths, the divine shadow of Netherdeus has shattered again. The 900-meters-wide black hole was broken by the columns of flames and starlight.

Pfft

Wujiang spat out blood and was sent flying.

It was strange. The divine shadow of Netherdeus and the black hole were both shattered, but the Nether Domain he condensed only suffered some damage. It was because of the Nether Domain’s defense. Even if he was hit by the Supreme Power, Wujiang only spat out a mouthful of saint blood.

If it had been any other cultivator, they would have been turned into ashes.

Zhang Ruochen had been attacked by the curse. His spiritual power, physical body, and Saint Soul had all suffered some injuries, but none of them were severe.

His current physique seemed to have a strong resistance to the curse.

Whoosh

After Wujiang flew out, he had yet to stabilize his body when Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the void. The Violet Gourd in Zhang Ruochen’s hand hacked directly at the top of Wujiang’s head.

Blood spurted out of Wujiang’s head with a bang.

Then Zhang Ruochen struck Wujiang’s heart with his palm again.

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In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ruochen attacked 12 times in a row. Wujiang’s skull was shattered, his chest caved in, and his legs were smashed into bloody mud.

Every move was meant to kill Wujiang.

More than 100 Supreme Saints of the Nether Clan caught up and saw this scene. They were all terrified.

Zhang Ruochen was too bold. He wanted to kill Wujiang.

Did he know who Wujiang was? Did he know who Wujiang’s master was?

“Stop.”

“Form a formation and attack together. Use the curse to attack Zhang Ruochen.”

There were a total of 132 Supreme Saints of the Nether Clan. They formed a strange seal with their hands and chanted curses.

The power of the curse shuttled between them, becoming stronger and stronger.

The starry sky within a thousand miles was enveloped by the Qi of Death.

Yan Wushen, who was watching the battle from the side, felt his heart stop beating. His body turned cold and his body temperature instantly disappeared. Furthermore, it continued to drop.

“The Chant of Death,” said Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen’s expression changed slightly. Golden Buddhist light burst out from his body, expelling the power of the curse that invaded his body. He quickly cast the Great Dimensional Shift and retreated far away.

More than 100 Nether Clan Supreme Saints had cast their curses at the same time. After layers of overlapping, they could easily kill a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint.

Zhang Ruochen’s heart stopped beating. His palm that had been attacking Wujiang slowed down for a moment.

At this moment, Wujiang, who had been beaten to the point of being unable to retaliate, exploded and turned into a cloud of black fog.

Whoosh

The black fog appeared again in the center of the 132 Nether Clan Supreme Saints. It condensed into Wujiang’s body. His body was still dripping with blood and was even slightly deformed. Countless bones in his body had been broken.

Fortunately, Wujiang’s spiritual power was far stronger than Zhang Ruochen’s and protected his Saint Soul.

Otherwise, after being hit by Zhang Ruochen 12 times in a row, even if his body was not destroyed, his Saint Soul would be destroyed.

“I see, it’s the Chant of Death. I’ll control it and kill Zhang Ruochen.”

Wujiang knew that his strength was indeed far from Zhang Ruochen’s, so he gave up fighting him alone. His body could not move, but his spiritual power could activate the Myriad Curse Bead and float above his head.

He chanted the curse.

Wujiang and the 132 Nether Clan Supreme Saints’ Power of the Curse all gathered toward the Myriad Curse Bead.

“Zhang Ruochen, this Chant of Death was meant to kill Lord Hornless. I didn’t expect it to be used on you first. More than 100 Nether Clan Supreme Saints sent you to your death. You’ve died gloriously!”

As Wujiang’s voice rang out, the entire starry sky darkened. Terrifying killing intent brewed.

Yan Wushen retreated a thousand miles again. He was extremely fearful of the Chant of Death. This was the first time he was worried about Zhang Ruochen. ‘With the help of the Myriad Curse Bead, the curse can threaten the life of a Banshi Isshou Realm Supreme Saint. Zhang Ruochen can’t stop it. is he going to die at Wujiang’s hands?’

Although Yan Wushen saw Zhang Ruochen as this generation’s only opponent and didn’t want him to perish at the hands of other cultivators, there was no reason to save him at this time.

So, Yan Wushen stood aside and wanted to see if Zhang Ruochen could break the curse and break himself free.