God Emperor - Chapter 1292

Chapter 1292: 1292

“They killed someone in the territory of the Qingtian Tribe,” King Zhongying said . “How can we let them leave so easily? Go personally and stop them . You must not let them loose back in the wild . ”

“According to our intelligence, their cultivations aren’t very strong . Why should I go personally? They can be killed easily by any Death Knight . ” Zhu Qingyi had a demonic red flower print on her forehead . It shone faintly, making her seem even more demonic .

“Killing them is only one of the missions,” King Zhongying said . “This trip, your true motive is to visit Red River Mansion and invite a Pill Saint to the Qingtian Tribe . ”

“A Pill Saint . ” Zhu Qingyi’s expression grew more solemn . She had to take this seriously .

Pill Saints were able to create divine pills . They had the ability to create dead people and make skeletons come back to life . Getting a Pill Saint would improve the Qingtian Tribe’s overall abilities .

There were only two Pill Saints in the northern region . Each one was able to become an esteemed guest of the Blood Emperor . How could one not take someone like this seriously?

King Zhongying flicked his finger . A white letter flew out from his fingers . “This letter notes information about that Pill Saint . You must hurry over . I heard that the other tribes have sent strong figures to invite this man too . Do not let them get him first . ”

The ten tribes worked together but were also competitors .

Zhu Qingyi grabbed the letter . She smiled, her phoenix-like eyes curling up . Her beautiful eyes contained murderous intent . “Since I’m going to the Red River Mansion, I’ll kill those three human Saints along the way . ”

Whoosh!

She transformed into a puff of black smoke and vanished from the pavilion .

It was very far from Serene Wind Mansion to Red River Mansion . They were two million miles apart . A regular person wouldn’t be able to cross this distance in their entire lives .

There was a spatial wormhole connecting the two mansions . One could arrive instantly . However, the Immortal Vampires guarded the entrance of the wormhole . Zhang Ruochen’s trio couldn’t use it, so they could only fly to Red River Mansion .

Along the way, Huang Yanchen killed an Immortal Vampire general and stole his chariot . It was pulled by two upper Grade Six beasts . It could drive over land or fly in the air . It was also as fast as a lower Saint and could cross a few hundred thousand miles per day .

Zhang Ruochen sat in the chariot and meditated with his eyes closed, going through the memories in his mind .

Eight hundred years ago, he’d read the Sacred Central Empire’s Spiritual Power Scripture . He’d seen many advanced thunder spells . He prepared to choose one or two to cultivate and improve himself .

He couldn’t demonstrate a Spiritual Power Saint’s true ability with basic spells . For example, he couldn’t kill the four-winged Blood Saint even after casting a dozen basic spells .

There were ten levels for spells .

Zhang Ruochen had only cultivated a few low-level spells now . The most powerful one was the Thunder Fire Vortex, but it was only at level three . It couldn’t be compared to a level ten spell at all .

There were more powerful techniques above the tenth level . They were known as saintly spells .

Only a Spiritual Power Saint was strong enough to successfully cultivate saintly spells . Each saintly spell contained shocking might . It could flatten a mountain, burn a sea, or destroy a huge city .

Saintly spells also had ten levels . Even the first level was difficult to cultivate . One must spend a long time in comprehending it .

“First level saintly spell, Hammer of Thunder God,” Zhang Ruochen uttered . A dense passage of words appeared instantly in his mind .

Technically, a spell would take up an entire book of records . One could only successfully cultivate it by comprehending the book .

A saintly spell would need a room of books to explain and describe . One could only successfully cultivate it by comprehending the entire room of books .

The content and description of the Hammer of Thunder God were already in Zhang Ruochen’s mind . However, comprehending it was another matter . He only meditated for a short while and he felt dizzy . His thoughts grew fuzzy .

However, he didn’t give up . He used great Spiritual Power and studied each book in his mind . He overcame obstacle after obstacle .

After all, with Zhang Ruochen’s current Spiritual Power, he could memorize and understand an entire book in a breath’s time . However, it took two full days to fully organize all the content about the spell and he’d only understood around half of it .

“Continue . ”

Zhang Ruochen really wanted to improve himself . He had to cultivate a saintly spell quickly . Only then would he have a bigger chance when facing a Xuanhuang Realm Saint .

Xuanhuang Realm Saints were already very powerful amongst all Saints .

After that, Zhang Ruochen spent another day and night reading the content again . He understood around 70 to 80% of the facts .

After cultivating for three days without rest, Zhang Ruochen’s current body couldn’t take it anymore . He was forced to stop .

When he’d recovered a bit, he went outside the chariot and tried casting the saintly spell .

He formed a print with his hands . Spiritual Qi in the sky gathered toward him, transforming into bolts of purple lightning and weaving together .

The entire sky darkened . Black clouds rolled, forming an enormous Qi . All the beings within 100 miles looked up at the terrifying phenomenon in the sky . They felt the shocking pressure and shook in fear .

However, the lightning scattered before the Hammer of Thunder God could form . It vanished and the sky cleared up .

The spell had failed .

Zhang Ruochen didn’t give up . He just smiled and shook his head, casting it a second time .

The second time failed again .

The third time failed .

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After failing more than 20 times in a row, Zhang Ruochen felt a bit tired, so he stopped . While recovering, he thought carefully about why he’d failed .

Huang Yanchen kept quiet the entire time . She didn’t say anything and just watched Zhang Ruochen .

Qing Mo sent a message to her . “Princess, Lord Zhang seems to have run into trouble . It’s impossible for him to successfully cultivate a saintly spell without the guidance of a Spiritual Power senior . ”

Spiritual Power cultivators also had teachers . A teacher not only taught them how to cultivate Spiritual Power, but they also taught how to cultivate spells and saintly spells .

Some techniques and details in cultivation weren’t recorded in a book . One would take many wrong turns while comprehending alone . Even if one spent a few months or even years, one still might not succeed with a saintly spell .

“Zhang Ruochen isn’t an average man,” Huang Yanchen said . “He’s rarely ever had a teacher since he started cultivating . He learned it all by himself . In the end, it’s just that no one can teach him . It’s evident that his comprehension is unparalleled by regular people . A saintly spell won’t be too hard for him . ”

Qing Mo felt that the princess had blind faith in Zhang Ruochen . Did she think that he was all-powerful just because she loved him?

“I see . I can only cast the saintly spell by combining the Spiritual Power Saint Look with Spiritual Qi . ”

Zhang Ruochen pulled out his Saint Look . It was human-shaped and formed by lightning . It shone with dazzling light, reflecting purple light onto the dark night sky .

Spiritual Qi flowed toward the Spiritual Saint Look, forming a lightning hammer .

Qing Mo stared dumbfounded at the huge lightning figure behind Zhang Ruochen . It looked like a thunder god holding a hammer of lightning . The aura it emitted was very aggressive .

Qing Mo stuck her tongue out . She had to be impressed . “So powerful,” she muttered to herself . “He only spent three days to learn a saintly spell by himself . ”

Just then, Zhang Ruochen seemed to sense something . He glanced behind him and sent the Hammer of Thunder God out, hitting a mountain 60 miles away .

A Death Knight wearing the Ten Saints Blood Armor stood on the peak of the mountain . Seeing the falling hammer of lightning, he hurriedly lifted a shield with a skull . A huge red skull flew out of the shield and crashed against the Hammer of Thunder God .

Kaboom .

A 2000-meter-tall mountain collapsed, turning into flat land . Even some rocks melted into lava . Electricity flowed across the lava .

The Death Knight didn’t fall . He remained standing while holding the shield .

Crack!

The shield in his hands shattered into pieces of metal . The Death Knight spat out blood . A bit injured, he quickly retreated . He met with another Death Knight and they stood shoulder-to-shoulder .

“Did the Immortal Pavilion send Death Knights after us?”

Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo quickly circulated their Holy Qi and entered battle state .

A woman with a black veil walked out from behind the two Death Knights . Her body was curvy and slender, but her eyes carried demonic force . “I underestimated you before coming,” she said gently . “Judging by the combat power you just displayed, your Spiritual Power must have reached level 52, right?”

“Are you a human or an Immortal Vampire?” Zhang Ruochen asked . He asked this because the woman didn’t have any blood wings .

She smiled . “Half of my blood is Immortal Vampire and half is human . I forgot to tell you that my name is Zhu Qingyi . I am the direct disciple of King Zhongying . ”

“King Zhongying’s disciple . ” Zhang Ruochen’s eyes flashed coldly .

Enemies always met .

“Your Spiritual Power is not bad,” Zhu Qingyi said . “You’re a talent . Tell me your name and background and I might let you live . ”

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