Chapter 999 - The Various Saints of the Evil Way

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Blood kept flowing out of Ouyang Huan’s mouth, chest, and legs, seeping into the dirt. Trembling, he pressed his hands onto the ground. The rocks crumbled, but without his legs, he was too heavily injured and couldn’t get up at all.

Each of the nine Heirs was a unique and uncommon genius. Not only were they the Empress’ disciples, they were also the future emperors and empresses that the First Central Empire invested all of Kunlun’s Field’s cultivation resources in.

It could be said that even a Saint wasn’t qualified to use the saintly medicine they used to strengthen their bodies.

This was why a majority of the nine had gone from first level Half-Saints to the ninth level in less than a year, becoming the strongest figures below the Saint Realm.

With their talented nature and the precious medicines from ancient times, they should be the strongest figures in recent human history. Who would’ve thought that one would fall so soon after graduating?

Plus, Ouyang Huan had been disabled by a young man with a lower cultivation. Was this the so-called undefeatable Heir?

Ironic.

It was definitely ironic and mockery to the imperial court and the Empress.

The Heir that had been trained with the most precious resources of the entire Kunlun’s Field had been defeated so easily.

The Demonic Sect Monks all shook with fear. No one dared to get close.

Zhang Ruochen extended a hand, grabbing in the air. He locked the Heir Stamp with a layer of Buddhist light and pulled it down. He held it in his hand.

The fist-sized jade stamp was made with a special type of saintly jade. It was filled with Holy Qi and pulsated with heat in his hand.

There were eight dark green threads of light inside the Heir Stamp. Zhang Ruochen sent a branch of his Spiritual Energy into the stamp. He discovered that the inside was like a chaotic and boundless world.

The eight strands of light were eight rolling heavenly rivers. They carried the power of an emperor and instantly shattered Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Energy.

It indeed is Chi Yao’s aura. It’s millions of times stronger than 800 years ago and has already reached an unbelievable state.

Zhang Ruochen grew serious. He didn’t investigate the Heir Stamp again with his Spiritual Power. Instead, he used the sarira’s power to seal it. He prepared to study it more closely later.

Other than symbolizing an Heir’s status, the stamp itself was an incredible treasure too. Zhang Ruochen naturally wouldn’t return it to Ouyang Huan. He stored it in his spatial ring.

He didn’t kill Ouyang Huan because there were many problems in Kunlun’s Field now—the Immortal Vampires, spirits from the netherworld, and threats from the Savage Barren Territory and Bottomless Abyss. The entire human race was facing an unprecedented challenge.

Ouyang Huan was indeed a once-in-a-century talent. If he matured, he would definitely become a top figure, perhaps even surpassing the Demonic Sect Founder.

By saving him, the Kunlun’s Field would have an additional support when it faced a crisis.

More importantly, he wasn’t that annoying. From his perspective, nothing he did was wrong. If Zhang Ruochen was in his place, he would probably do the same.

Zhang Ruochen dug a dark purple crystal form out of the Pearl Light Pavilion lord’s bloody body and held it in his hand.

It was the saintly source.

The saintly source was the crystallization of a Saint’s lifetime cultivation. Not only did it contain an immense amount of Holy Qi essence, it also contained parts of the Saint’s memory and knowledge of the Saintly Way.

Collecting the saintly source, Zhang Ruochen brought Beauty Shi away from the Black Market.

This was, after all, the headquarters of the Black Market in Tiantai Sate. There wasn’t only one Saint of the Evil Way here. They hadn’t attacked earlier because they didn’t want to get involved in the Demonic Sect’s matters.

It was different now. Zhang Ruochen had killed a Demonic Sect Saint and severely injured their Deity. He’d become the Demonic Sect’s mortal enemy now.

The Saints of the Evil Way had no more inhibitions now. Some of them might very well attack to steal the treasures on Zhang Ruochen.

Merely the saintly source and Heir Stamp were tempting to a Saint, let alone the other things that Zhang Ruochen had.

He immediately escaped with Beauty Shi because he’d sensed the unstable yet powerful auras coming from the Black Market.

The sarira’s power could only last two hours. After that, not only would Zhang Ruochen lose the combat ability of a Saint, he would also be weak for a few days. Thus, he must break through the obstacles and escape to safety within two hours.

The previous battle had actually shocked the Monks of the Black Market.

“Zhang Ruochen just killed a Saint, cut off Ouyang Huan’s legs, and stole the Heir Stamp. Am I hallucinating?”

“At this point, Zhang Ruochen has completely gone against the Demonic Sect. Does he want to become enemies with everyone?”

He was personally wanted by the Empress, the Immortal Vampires searched the entire world for him, and now he’d angered the Sacred Central Crypt and Demonic Sect. It was a miracle that someone like him could continue living.

Not long after Zhang Ruochen left, Qi Feiyu and an old woman with white hair hurried over. Seeing the corpses on the ground, they were both stunned. It was hard to imagine that Zhang Ruochen alone had such terrifying destructive ability, causing severe losses to the Moon Worship Demonic Sect.

“Saintess, stay here to take care of the Deity. I will go after Zhang Ruochen. I won’t return unless I take his head.”

The white-haired woman was an elder of the Demonic Sect. She was also an ancestor of the Qi Family. Her cultivation was above that of the Pearl Light Pavilion lord.

She raised her head and looked into the distance. Two beams of white light shot out of her ancient eyes, locking onto Zhang Ruochen who was thousands of miles away.

Then she started flying, stirring up the black demonic clouds within a few hundred miles. She chased after Zhang Ruochen with an impressive show.

At the same time, the ancient Saints who’d lived for centuries also snuck away from the Black Market. They chased after Zhang Ruochen to steal the saintly source and Heir Stamp.

Kong Hongbi’s eyes narrowed as he smiled and said, “Ouyang Huan is so unlucky. He met the fearless Zhang Ruochen. Not only are his legs broken, his Heir Stamp was also stolen.”

Any other Saint wouldn’t dare to steal the Heir Stamp even if they could defeat Ouyang Huan. Who dared to offend the Demonic Sect and Empress at the same time?

“Zhang Ruochen’s abilities are terrifying,” Saint General Gui Gu said fearfully. “It isn’t humiliating for Ouyang Huan to lose to him.”

“He used a Buddhist treasure to raise his combat ability to the Saint Realm. It won’t last long. He’ll quickly fall back to the lower Half-Saint Realm. He won’t be so mighty for long.” Kong Hongbi’s expression turned cold. “Gui Gu, go tell Fourth Lord that the Sacred Central Crypt must get the Heir Stamp no matter what.”

Whoosh.

Kong Hongbi jumped up. His body shone with seven-colored light, transforming into a giant peacock. Powerful Holy Qi flooded from him. Wings flapping, the giant peacock flew into the clouds, hurrying towards Zhang Ruochen’s location.

Saint General Gui Gu rushed into the other direction, soon disappearing in the Black Market.

With the sarira’s power, Zhang Ruochen’s five senses grew extremely sensitive. He could clearly feel the various Saintly auras behind him.

Beauty Shi rested in Zhang Ruochen’s arms. Raising her head, she said, “Zhang Ruochen, the evil Saints of the Black Market are greedy. They’ll definitely surround you and steal your treasures. If you put me down and turn back into Gu Linfeng, you might be able to survive.”

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were determined. “If you recover your will, we won’t need to escape anymore.”

“Why are you putting your hope in me?” Beauty Shi sighed. “Isn’t it better to let me fall like this?”

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen collected his Holy Qi and stopped. He landed at the foot of a lonely snowy mountain and looked back. The bursts of aura were getting closer and closer.

Beauty Shi’s eyes looked up. “Why did you stop?”

“Since we can’t escape, I can only fight to the death.”

Zhang Ruochen placed Beauty Shi on the ground. He took out the Shooting Star Invisibility Cloak and placed it on her. Beauty Shi vanished instantly, becoming one with the snowy mountain.

Zhang Ruochen put an arm on his shoulder. “Wait for me to kill the Saints and then take you away.”

With that, fire shot out of Zhang Ruochen’s arms. He lifted up the Abyss Ancient Sword and flew toward the Black Market, meeting with the white-haired elder first.

The old woman was surprised. Then, with cold eyes, she said, “Zhang Ruochen, hand over the Heir Stamp and the Pearl Light Pavilion lord’s saintly source. I will kill you painlessly.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t say an extra word. Moving his finger, he tore the space, creating a 100-foot-long spatial crack. It was pitch black inside and emanated a devouring power. It wanted to swallow all the material and energy of the world.

The old woman’s eyes hardened. She didn’t dare clash directly with the spatial crack. Flashing to the side, she dodged it and flew to the top of it. Standing inside the black clouds, she looked down at Zhang Ruochen.

“Lad, if that’s all you can do, today will be the day of your death.”

Looking cruel and harsh, her hands formed a gesture. That moment, the dark Qi covering hundreds of miles surged at once. Thick bolts of lightning snaked through the demonic clouds with destructive auras.

Some of the lightning seeped out, hitting the ground and halving a mountain that was thousands of meters high. Black smoke shot into the air.

The ancient Saints of the Black Market had already gotten close. They used secret spells to hide in the darkness instead of attacking. Looking at the demonic clouds and lightning overhead, even they grew fearful.

An elder covered in red light brought four seven-meter-tall skeletons to a riverbank 100 miles away. “That Old Qi’s cultivation is indeed much more powerful than the old guy from the Pearl Light Pavilion,” he muttered to himself. “She’s a dangerous figure.”

Because his evil Qi was too strong, the entire river instantly turned black and had a disgusting smell.

In the other direction, a seductive demoness with three fox tails looked at the sky covered in Demonic Qi. She smiled. “Old Qi cultivated the Consummate Skills of both the Qi Family and Demonic Sect, combining the advantages of both. She isn’t comparable to regular Saints. Can that Zhang Ruochen take it?”

The old woman was currently fighting with Zhang Ruochen. The other ancient Saints didn’t attack. They were all waiting for the right time.