God Emperor - Chapter 901

Chapter 901

Next, Zhang Ruochen pointed forward . He used a beam of Sword Intent to make the Abyss Ancient Sword fly out .

Squelch .

The Abyss Ancient Sword stabbed through Tong Dong’s forehead . It forced a mass of blood from the back of his head .

With a thud, Tong Dong’s body fell down . He’d just gotten to the platform, but now, he was a dead person .

Everyone present was dumbfounded . Their jaws almost fell to the ground . They’d all thought that Tong Dong would definitely be able to kill Zhang Ruochen . Who would’ve thought that Zhang Ruochen still had the strength to kill a Half-Saint?

“That is… a Spiritual Power attack . So Zhang Ruochen is also a powerful Spiritual Power Half-Saint? No wonder he dared to use the Destruction of Thousand-patterns . He still has a hidden card . ”

“Zhang Ruochen is so hard to deal with . ”

All the Half-Saints of the Ministry of War exchanged glances . No one dared to act impulsively anymore .

After all, who knew how strong Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Power was? Wan Zhaoyi’s gaze turned to the Saint Lady .

“Saint Lady, you are a Spiritual Power Saint . You should know the extent of Zhang Ruochen’s power, right?”

Without changing her expression, Saint Lady replied indirectly, “Not only has the Ministry of War ruined your reputation to defeat a first level Half-Saint, you’ve also lost three powerful figures . Is this the Little Saint God’s method against Zhang Ruochen?”

Wan Zhaoyi could feel Saint Lady’s upset emotions . He couldn’t help but furrow his brow . To be honest, he didn’t think there was anything wrong with his method . The only mistake was that he’d underestimated Zhang Ruochen .

Of course, Saint Lady’s attitude gave him some pressure . After all, she was the Empress’ most favored person . In addition, she had an unusual influence over the entire Confucius Way .

If the Saint Lady complained about him to the Empress, it would be quite troublesome .

Behind Wan Zhaoyi, Jian Kongzi immediately said, “Lord, let me go . I’ll definitely take Zhang Ruochen’s head . ”

Wan Zhaoyi glanced at Jian Kongzi . Then he took a Rudraksha from his sleeve and handed it over . “If you err, I will take the lives of your tribe,” Wan Zhaoyi said .

Jian Kongzi accepted the walnut-sized bead . It was abnormally heavy, like he was holding a mountain . Even his Half-Saint arm had trouble lifting it .

It’s the Rudraksha, 347th on the Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon List . Jian Kongzi was shocked .

If Wan Zhaoyi gave this to him, it was clear that he had no room for error . He could not fail again .

The Saint Lady’s brow furrowed . She was worried for Zhang Ruochen . After all, she could see clearly that Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Power was only in the 46th level . He couldn’t counter Jian Kongzi, a seventh level Half-Saint, at all .

The Saint Lady felt even more self-contradicting, but she was helpless . She could only suppress her saint heart so Wan Zhaoyi wouldn’t notice .

When Zhang Ruochen saw Jian Kongzi arrive on the battle platform, he didn’t panic . He was still composed, because he had another hidden card . It was the sarira .

Under current circumstances, he could only resolve the crisis by undoing the sarira’s third seal . If he did so, Zhang Ruochen would temporarily have a Saint’s combat ability . It was more than enough to handle the Rudraksha .

It was just a bit of a waste . If he faced a dead end again, he wouldn’t have any more outside forces to rely on . He’d have to use his own strength .

Jian Kongzi stared at Zhang Ruochen and shook his head . For a top swordsman like him, he wouldn’t feel accomplished to kill an injured first level Half-Saint . However, he would definitely be rewarded and given a higher title if he killed Zhang Ruochen . He did anticipate this .

Right before Jian Kongzi attacked, a beam of white sword light flew in from the horizon .

Whoosh—

The Sword Qi was like a blinding laser . It cut through the sky, splitting the formation around the battle platform .

A figure flashed and a tall lady dressed in a purple dress was in the center of the platform, separating Zhang Ruochen from Jian Kongzi . Powerful saint light radiated from the woman, so very few people could see her clearly .

Even the various Half-Saints present could only see a graceful figure, a beautiful silhouette, porcelain skin, and the light purple veil over her face .

Wan Zhaoyi and the Saint Lady both flinched . After all, the defense formation around the platform was connected to the central altar . Even they had difficulty splitting it . However, the woman clad in purple easily tore through the formation with one strike . Her cultivation level was honestly terrifying .

The Saint Lady was familiar about every strong cultivator in the world . She quickly guessed the woman’s identity . However, she was more curious about why this top level and otherworldly woman would come and save Zhang Ruochen .

She was Ling Feiyu, Imperial Empress of the Demonic Sect’s Saintess Palace . Her starry eyes were cold as she said, “You people from the Ministry of War are getting more and more powerful, huh . You dare to break into the Guardians of the Prison to kill someone . Do you really think Emperor Qing’s decree is just scrap paper?”

Each word Ling Feiyu spoke hit Jian Kongzi’s chest like a punch, forcing him back continuously . When Jian Kongzi reached the edge of the platform, he couldn’t handle it anymore . He half-knelt onto the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood .

Wan Zhaoyi naturally guessed the woman’s identity as well . He stood up and announced, “Senior Ling, Emperor Qing’s decree is engraved in my mind . How can I go against it? This isn’t a conflict between the Ministry of War and Zhang Ruochen . It’s a private conflict . They’ve gone onto the platform for a duel after both sides agreed to it . ”

Ling Feiyu glanced at Wan Zhaoyi in annoyance . “Is it your place to speak in the Guardians of the Prison?”

Wan Zhaoyi and Ling Feiyu were both top figures of an era, dominating a whole generation . One had become known as the King and was undefeatable . The other had swept across the world 300 years ago and met no match .

Of course, Wan Zhaoyi hadn’t only cultivated for 100 years . He’d entered the Tianlun Mark to cultivate four times before . Adding up the four times, he’d cultivated in the Tianlun Mark for 100 years as well .

They indeed had a big gap between them . However, Wan Zhaoyi was a proud man . He wouldn’t submit to Ling Feiyu .

Wan Zhaoyi put his hands behind his back . His Blue Dragon Armor shone with eye-catching light . It rushed into the sky, forming a huge blue dragon that coiled on him .

“Senior Ling, you are mistaken,” he said . “The Guardians of the Prison are working with the imperial court to defeat the Immortal Vampires . I naturally have a place in the Guardians of the Prison . ”

Ling Feiyu met Wan Zhaoyi’s eyes . “Since you know that the Vampires have taken over the Yuan Mansion, then you should be uniting all possible forces against the mutual enemy . Why are you allowing the Ministry of War to sacrifice so many strong figures for private conflicts? You are a junior that doesn’t care about the big picture . Was the Empress blind when she allowed you to take the title of Heavenly King?”

Wan Zhaoyi’s eyes twitched when he heard these words . His eyes flashed, but he was unable to refute Ling Feiyu .

Zhang Ruochen stood to the side and peered at Ling Feiyu . He was impressed inwardly . He hadn’t expected that this saintess was both skilled in swordsmanship and talking .

None of the saintesses of the Demonic Sect were easy to deal with .

“Senior Sword Saint, Zhang Ruochen is a spy from the Vampires . Everyone wishes to kill him . If you are biased towards him, not only will you anger the Ministry of War, the Guardians of the Prison will also misunderstand you . ”

This came from Wang Jie . He’d already hated Ling Feiyu . Now that he had the Ministry of War’s support, he naturally jumped out to verbally attack Ling Feiyu .

However, he didn’t see the situation clearly . He thought the Ministry of War could suppress Ling Feiyu . He didn’t know that even Wan Zhaoyi was trying to suppress his anger and try not to anger Ling Feiyu .

Now, he’d jumped out voluntarily, thinking that the Ministry of War and Guardians of the Prison could threaten Ling Feiyu . This was basically suicide .

As expected, the bad-tempered Ling Feiyu turned cold at Wang Jie’s words . “You Guardians of the Prison didn’t protect the still-developing Swordsman, but that’s okay . I don’t care . Sword Saint Xuanji will teach you a lesson when he returns . But who are you to threaten me?”

Kaboom .

Thousands of beams of light surged out of Ling Feiyu . With the platform as the center, hundreds of miles in radius turned into a sea of lightning and thunder . Right now, she was furious . Angry saintly might flooded to Wang Jie .

Pow!

A large group of the Guardians of the Prison couldn’t take the might in that moment . They all knelt onto the ground, including Wang Jie . Sweat poured out of each of his pores .

Now, he finally understood how terrifying Ling Feiyu’s cultivation was . He really regretted not listening to his father’s warning . He shouldn’t have angered Ling Feiyu .

“Sword Saint Feiyu, please do not be angry . ” Wang Beilie, leader of the Guardians of the Prison, hurried over and landed beside Wang Jie . He wore a black ritual robe .

Seeing his father, Wang Jie was overjoyed . “Fa—”

But before he could say anything, Wang Beilie’s hand had slapped Wang Jie’s face . He tumbled in the air twice before falling onto the ground with a thud .

Wang Beilie’s slap had been harsh . It shattered Wang Jie’s left cheekbone, turning half of his face into bloody mush .

Sprawled on the ground, Wang Jie trembled, saying, “Father, you…”

“Shut up, you disobedient fool . How dare you disrespect Sword Saint Feiyu? I will kill you today!”

Saintly fire rose up on Wang Beilie’s hand . A gust of powerful Holy Qi spread in all directions . If he slapped Wang Jie with his palm, Wang Jie might really die .

But before Wang Beilie attacked, a group of elders from the Guardians of the Prison hurried over and stopped him .