God Emperor - Chapter 1030

Chapter 1030

Crackle, crackle .

Struck by the two ice hand prints, the kneeling soldier instantly turned into hard ice . Then the man-shaped ice block cracked in dozens of places .

With a loud crack, the man shattered . His armor and flesh had all turned to ice crystals .

“Not Zhang Ruochen?”

Qingyi Chan’s expression changed again . She felt fine spatial ripples coming around three feet behind her . At the same time, tumultuous murderous intent exploded like a flood breaking the dam and swallowed her .

Whoosh—

Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the space and charged . He immediately put five time prints into his sword technique and used the Eight Scales of Change .

The surrounding time slowed a bit, but the sword quickened .

This sneak attack had to take Qingyi Chan’s life, so Zhang Ruochen used both time and space . If he couldn’t kill Qingyi Chan with one strike, the following battle would be very difficult .

Light flashed . The Abyss Ancient Sword’s tip was already at Qingyi Chan’s head . It was about to pierce the helmet .

Then an odd change occurred .

Qingyi Chan’s head shone with blinding green light . An ancient little tripod flew out of her skull and stopped the Abyss Ancient Sword .

Boom .

There was the ear splitting sound of metal clashing . Sound waves rippled out, smashing a large portion of the buildings in the residence .

The ancient tripod spun quickly, forming seven green halos that surrounded Qingyi Chan .

“You actually melded the Ice Tripod into your skull . ” Zhang Ruochen was shocked .

With a Ninth Level Half-Saint’s strong vitality, they wouldn’t die even if stabbed in the heart . They could take some precious pills to recover from their injury .

The most direct way to kill a Ninth Level Half-Saint was by stabbing their skull and destroying their Sea of Qi .

However, Qingyi Chan had put the Ice Tripod into her skull . This made her head the most heavily guarded spot . Zhang Ruochen had missed the best timing to kill her .

“You dared to come even though you know I have the Ice Tripod?”

Qingyi Chan huffed . Rich Holy Qi surged through her five Saintly Meridians with crashing sounds . Her five Saintly Meridians were like five wide saintly rivers .

Martial Holy Qi rushed to her head and filled the Ice Tripod . The ancient tripod’s green glow grew ten times brighter . It set off extreme power by just swaying . The power rushed at Zhang Ruochen .

Boom .

He was thrown hundreds of feet away .

The power from Qingyi Chan’s strike had surpassed what Zhang Ruochen could take . His organs shook violently . Immense pain registered in him .

In the end, Zhang Ruochen’s power was still far from someone in the later stage of the Ninth Level . However, his attainments in other aspects far surpassed them . With the addition of the powers of time and space, he could counter someone in the later stage of the Ninth Level .

He would lose tragically if he fought directly .

Qingyi Chan extended a metal hand . Holding the dark green tripod, her eyes filled with scorn . “Zhang Ruochen, you entered the Half-Saint Realm less than a year ago and you already dare to kill Ninth Level Half-Saints . Do you really think you’ll be undefeatable if you control time and space?”

Zhang Ruochen circulated his Holy Qi and the pain in his organs disappeared . He smiled . “I entered the Half-Saint Realm less than half a year ago, but I haven’t only cultivated for a year . ”

“I’ve been in the Half-Saint Realm for a century . My accumulation from the years is nothing you can imagine . ”

Qingyi Chan was still very calm . She had an extraordinary temperament .

Zhang Ruochen indeed felt pressure from Qingyi Chan . He hadn’t felt this when he faced Liao Huacheng, Yan Honglie, and Han Ying . This made him even more careful .

Four high level Half-Saints flew in from four directions of the residence . Each had a battle flag and formed a battle formation .

Thousands upon thousands of ghostly images emerged in the formation . Some had unruly hair, some rode beasts, some gripped spears… The entire Provincial Military Governor Residence became ghostly and eerie .

The ghostly images overlapped on the four high level Half-Saints . Like Ghost Kings from the netherworld, the four Half-Saints emanated auras stronger than a Ninth Level Half-Saint .

Qingyi Chan smiled coldly . “I guessed that you would come, so I asked the princess of the Ghost Cultivation Race earlier to prepare a Grade Four Ghost King Formation for you . ”

“Princess of the Ghost Cultivation Race?” Zhang Ruochen was surprised .

Graceful pipa music sounded within the residence . Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction of the music . He saw a girl in an inky black dress sitting in a navy pavilion .

The curvaceous frame was hidden in a ghostly cloud . Her slender and long fingers strummed the instrument strings lightly, playing a sad song .

In addition, there was one white and one black Wuchang King standing behind her . The two Wuchang Kings were close to ten feet tall . Metal chains wrapped around their ghostly shoulders and waists . They looked extremely tall and big while giving off an eerie feeling .

Zhang Ruochen remembered that Feng Yinchan of the Ghost Cultivation Race and Yin Xuanji of the Necromancer Race should be trapped in the netherworld .

The Thousand-bone Empress’ stone tablet now blocked the passage between the netherworld and Kunlun’s Field . How did they escape?

The girl in the fog stopped playing the pipa . “After our farewell in the netherworld, I really missed you,” she said gracefully . “Zhang Ruochen, long time no see . ”

“You’re Feng Yinchan?” Zhang Ruochen asked .

The girl with the pipa giggled . Her voice was resonant . “You didn’t expect this right?”

“It’s indeed unexpected,” Zhang Ruochen said .

Qingyi Chan held the Ice Tripod with one hand . The other behind her back, she announced, “I planned everything and just waited for you to fall in before collecting the net . ”

“I already guessed that killing you wouldn’t be easy . ” Still composed, Zhang Ruochen added, “Of course, it won’t be easy to capture me either . ”

Qingyi Chan’s eyes were cold . “I can’t capture you with the current formations in the residence?”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head . “Still a bit off,” he said with a strong voice .

In addition to the Grade Four Ghost King Formation, the residence also contained Qingyi Chan and strong cultivators of the Ghost Cultivation Race . It was definitely a pit of snakes . Even someone from the Half-Saint Rank or Outer Rank would find it hard to leave freely .

Was Zhang Ruochen sure he could escape?

Qingyi Chan didn’t want to keep waiting lest something happened . “Attack,” she ordered immediately .

The four Half-Saints waved their black battle flags and led millions of ghostly souls to attack Zhang Ruochen . With the addition of the ghostly souls, they’d become abnormally strong .

A red-haired elder waved his battle flag, creating a gust of icy wind and setting off thousands of ghostly images .

Looking over from Zhang Ruochen’s position, one would feel like a stampede of soldiers and horses was flooding over . Like thousands of arrows shot at once, it was about to swallow him .

Whoosh .

Powerful Masculine Qi surged out of Zhang Ruochen . His body turned red and even had the sheen of firelight .

Having cultivated the Ninth Palm of the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm, the Masculine Qi within Zhang Ruochen was 1,000 times stronger than the average man .

Ghosts and dead souls feared Masculine Qi and the Great Spirit the most .

“Thousand-hand Dragon and Elephant . ” Zhang Ruochen hit his hands forward at once to execute the eighth palm . He released 35 times the combat power .

Strong Masculine Qi was sent forward with the palm strength .

Kaboom .

In an instant, hundreds of ghostly souls dissipated into fog . The red-haired elder was also sent flying .

The elder was shocked . He immediately retreated . Blood dripped from his hands that were holding the battle flag .

Zhang Ruochen was shocked too . After all, his palm print had been in the Saintly level but could only send the elder flying . It couldn’t hurt him . How could the four Half-Saints become this strong with the help of the ghostly souls?

“Attack together . Finish quickly . ”

Qingyi Chan attacked with the Ice Tripod . The delicate tripod enlarged and became huge . Finally, it was the size of a pavilion and emanated with terrifying strength .

The Icy Qi radiating from it turned the entire residence into a world of ice and snow .

In the distant pavilion, Feng Yinchan, in her black dress, began playing the pipa again . Her fingers flew and murderous intent peaked through her music . It felt like a warning of what was to come .

“Zhang Ruochen, I’ll gift you two Wuchang Kings! Remember to return them when you go to Hell!” Feng Yinchan’s giggles rang out like silver chimes .

She jumped and her mesmerizing figure landed on the top of the pavilion . Below her, the white and black Wuchang Kings flew out . They attacked Zhang Ruochen from two opposite directions .

The two Wuchang Kings had swallowed hundreds of regular Wuchangs . After continuously evolving, their cultivations were close to Ghost Kings . They only needed to go through a trial before changing .

“With so many ghostly spirits here, I think I need to invite two monks to send them off . ”

Zhang Ruochen had communicated with Sikong One and Two in the scroll world beforehand . They were willing to come and send the dead souls back to the netherworld .

Asking them to come kill people would result in bad karma and affect their cultivations . However, asking them to send dead souls off was very good for their cultivations . It would challenge their Buddhist hearts too .

Of course, Zhang Ruochen was a bit worried if the two monks had read the scriptures for sending souls off before . Sikong One especially didn’t look like a monk who read scriptures .