# Chapter 1145: First Slay the World’s Son
No one had expected that Prince Qi Tian would be so bold as to charge into the underground. Could it be that he intended to clash head-on with the World Spirit?
Whether he succeeded or not, they absolutely could not let him have his way.
Wang Huanzhen was the first to fly out, his feet stepping on eight dragon shadows, his entire body radiating azure light as he dove downward.
Unexpectedly, from within the Undying Blood Clan’s camp, a cultivator who had crossed two quasi-saint tribulations flew out, charging straight at Wang Huanzhen.
“Overestimating yourself.”
Wang Huanzhen glanced forward and let out a deep roar.
From his mouth, he exhaled a breath of air that condensed into a sharp azure blade, striking toward the two-tribulation quasi-saint’s brow.
That two-tribulation quasi-saint revealed a sinister smile and spoke words that left everyone baffled: “As long as I can kill you, this old man’s death will have meaning.”
Then, from within the two-tribulation quasi-saint’s body, a sizzling sound emerged. All one hundred and eight thousand pores erupted with scorching flames, every inch of his skin turning golden and rapidly swelling.
“Not good, he’s going to self-destruct his Qi Sea.”
A sharp glint flashed in Wang Huanzhen’s eyes. There was no time to retreat now; he had to fully mobilize all his saintly Qi and clasp his hands together.
“Form shield.”
The eight dragon shadows coiled into a mass, flying between Wang Huanzhen’s hands to form an Eight-Dragon Shield.
The destructive force generated by a quasi-saint self-destructing his Qi Sea was absolutely terrifying. It would affect a radius of a hundred miles, and even saint-level beings too close could fall because of it.
“Space Mirror.”
Zhang Ruochen extended his right hand. The space in front of his palm froze, turning into a crystalline, transparent mirror surface, as if he were holding a spiritual mirror in his hand.
“Boom!”
The destructive energy from the quasi-saint’s self-detonation surged outward in all directions with astonishing force. Even the sturdy sacred mountain collapsed in an instant, flattening into a plain, with many places melting into liquid droplets.
Beings that couldn’t deploy defensive measures in time were all blasted away. Among them, some weaker ones died on the spot.
The native cultivators of Azure Dragon Ruins Realm, except for the four Eight-Dragon Martial Saints, were nearly completely wiped out.
Among the various barbarian beast clans, a few ancient remnant species that were too close turned to ash, leaving only massive skeletal frames falling from midair.
The space mirror Zhang Ruochen had condensed not only blocked that destructive force but also reflected it back, striking the three Undying Blood Clan princes who were contending for the eighth sacred flower.
Demon Heaven Prince stood in midair, glaring at Zhang Ruochen. Gripping the Emperor-Slaying Demon Sword with both hands, he slashed downward violently, intending to clash head-on with Zhang Ruochen.
“Boom!”
The light pillar formed by the destructive energy broke through the Emperor-Slaying Demon Sword’s sword qi, crashing into Demon Heaven Prince’s body and sending him flying into the sky.
Seizing this opportunity, Li Di Monk, Chi Wansui, and Qi Feiyu gained the upper hand, repelling the other Undying Blood Clan cultivators and seizing the eighth sacred flower.
The destructive energy from the quasi-saint’s self-detonation gradually dissipated.
Wang Huanzhen emerged from the ruined earth, covered in mud and grime. His hair and clothes had turned to ash, leaving only a bronze ancient armor still worn on his body.
That bronze ancient armor was called the “Azure Dragon Emperor King Armor,” the number one defensive sacred artifact of the Azure Dragon Dynasty.
Because he wore the Azure Dragon Emperor King Armor, even standing at the epicenter of the quasi-saint’s self-detonation, Wang Huanzhen was unharmed, merely looking a bit disheveled.
“Once I seize the World Spirit, I will annihilate all you foreign demons.”
Wang Huanzhen issued a harsh threat and prepared to charge underground again.
At that moment, at the center of the ruined earth formed by the collapsed sacred mountain, an azure light beam burst through the soil, piercing through the thick black clouds, breaking through the atmosphere, and extending beyond the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm.
“Whoosh!”
More azure light beams flew out from underground.
Struck by the azure light beams, Prince Qi Tian crashed through the dirt and was flung back from underground.
His hands gripping the God-Extinguishing Cross Shield, he wasn’t too badly injured. He quickly regained his balance and landed back on the ground, his face alternating between red and green. “Even as it heads toward destruction, the power the World Spirit possesses is still this formidable.”
Clearly, Prince Qi Tian had failed to subdue the World Spirit and was instead sent flying back by its power.
The World Spirit is the master of an entire world, naturally possessing immense strength.
However, since the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm was already withering, its World Spirit would be in a very weakened state.
As it turned out, even in its weakest state, the World Spirit was still difficult to suppress unless one could gain its recognition.
Wang Huanzhen laughed uproariously: “I am the World’s Son. The World Spirit will only recognize me. You foreign demons trying to forcibly subdue the World Spirit are completely overestimating yourselves.”
A look of disgust flashed in Prince Qi Tian’s eyes. He looked toward Devouring Demon Dragon, Fate Heavenly Emperor, Qiu Yu, and Zhang Ruochen, saying, “Let’s join forces. First, slay the World’s Son, then compete fairly for the World Spirit. What do you say?”
“Agreed.”
Fate Heavenly Emperor was the first to respond. From the four pupils in his eye sockets, four beams of light shot out, launching the first attack at Wang Huanzhen.
“Then let’s first slay the World’s Son and get him out of the way.”
Devouring Demon Dragon swung his Dragon Bone Whip, producing cracking sounds that tore open fissures in the surrounding space.
Prince Qi Tian leaped up, flying a hundred meters into the air. Gripping the God-Extinguishing Cross Shield, he slammed it down with all his might.
Qiu Yu stomped his foot on the ground. A Flame Divine Tree grew from underground, and dozens of branches swept across, tearing wide cracks into the earth.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw many cracks appearing in the space, while the ground was rapidly splitting apart. He thought to himself, “The spatial structure of the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm is becoming even more fragile. It could collapse at any moment.”
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also launched an attack, channeling the Thousand Ripple Annihilation Force and slashing out with the Abyssal Ancient Sword.
Wang Huanzhen was the number one heavenly prodigy of the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm. His strength was indeed formidable, and with the Azure Dragon Emperor King Armor protecting him, he could remain undefeated.
But the five experts attacking him were all ruthless characters rarely seen in ten thousand years in the Kunlun Realm. Even with his combat power, he was forced back repeatedly, blood constantly spilling from his mouth.
“Pfft!”
A branch of the Flame Divine Tree swept across Wang Huanzhen’s body, sending him flying and spinning through the air.
The Abyssal Ancient Sword struck Wang Huanzhen’s back, clashing with the Azure Dragon Emperor King Armor and sending sparks flying everywhere. The impact sent Wang Huanzhen tumbling through the air again.
In the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm, Wang Huanzhen enjoyed a great reputation—undefeated in a hundred battles, absolutely a legendary figure.
But now, this legendary figure, undefeated myth, and World’s Son was being beaten like a ball, utterly miserable.
If not for the Azure Dragon Emperor King Armor on his body, he would have been killed by the five experts long ago.
“Protect the World’s Son! Don’t let the foreign demons kill him!”
The other three martial saints among the native humans joined the battle, trying to rescue Wang Huanzhen.
“Courting death.”
Prince Qi Tian’s murderous aura was heavy. He struck with full force, slamming down the God-Extinguishing Cross Shield.
“Boom!”
Among the three martial saints, the oldest, Rainbow Light Martial Saint, was smashed deep into the ground. The sound of bones breaking followed.
Moments later, a large amount of saintly blood seeped up from underground.
Suspended Heaven Martial Saint and Tranquil Stillness Martial Saint deployed the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, but they couldn’t hold out for long. After three breaths, the two martial saints, who were like a divine couple, were jointly killed by Devouring Demon Dragon and Qiu Yu. Even their saintly bodies were burned to ash by the blazing flames.
Even three Eight-Dragon Martial Saints, facing the five experts, were like three pebbles thrown into the sea—they only caused small ripples before being completely annihilated.
All the other beings were gasping in shock, deeply realizing the gap between them and the top-tier experts. One was in the heavens, the other on the ground, separated by an insurmountable chasm.
Of course, the three Eight-Dragon Martial Saints did not die in vain. At least they bought Wang Huanzhen some time.
Wang Huanzhen finally stabilized himself, standing in midair dozens of feet above the ground, gritting his teeth. He felt not only humiliation but also immense fury.
“World Spirit, hear my call. Merge with me, join hands to slay the demons.”
Wang Huanzhen cut a wound on his left wrist, and his saintly blood flowed out continuously.
Some of the saintly blood fell to the ground, merging into the soil.
Some rose into the air, turning into blood mist.
“Roar!”
From deep underground, a deafening dragon roar resounded, shaking the nine heavens and the earth, extending all the way into the cosmos, causing celestial meteors and asteroids to tremble.
Fortunately, the beings remaining in the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm were all top-tier experts. Otherwise, just this sound alone would have killed low-level half-saints.
The azure light beams grew even brighter. An immensely powerful aura rapidly surged toward the surface, breaking through the topsoil and flying toward Wang Huanzhen.
The World Spirit had emerged!
It was an azure dragon, not very large—only about three meters long. It seemed carved from jade, each dragon scale exquisitely crafted, carrying an unfathomably profound charm. It was practically the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.
Seeing the World Spirit emerge, the eyes of all beings turned fanatical. It was even more thrilling than seeing a naked peerless beauty, making their blood boil.
“We cannot let the World’s Son merge with the World Spirit. Otherwise, we’ll all die here.”
Fate Heavenly Emperor activated an ancient extreme technique, turning into a white light that shot in front of Wang Huanzhen. He struck his chest with a palm and roared: “Heavenly Slaughter Tenfold Force.”
“Boom! Boom!”
In less than half an instant, Fate Heavenly Emperor’s palm changed seals ten times in succession, all striking Wang Huanzhen’s chest, unleashing ten layers of force.
This was a martial technique similar to “Striking the Ox Across the Mountain,” but countless times more advanced. The force could penetrate the Azure Dragon Emperor King Armor.
Wang Huanzhen’s internal organs were all shattered. Like a ray of light, he was sent flying, all the way beyond the heavens. Whether he was alive or dead was unknown.
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