# Chapter 1228: The Power of the Saintly Image
"Who are you?"
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen, his pupils contracted to the size of a needle's eye, trying to see Zhang Ruochen's appearance clearly.
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's spiritual power strength had not reached the fiftieth rank. No matter how sharp his saintly eyes were, they could not penetrate the spiritual power barrier surrounding Zhang Ruochen.
"I am merely an unknown person. Even if I told you, the two Saint Dragon Envoys would not have heard my name."
Zhang Ruochen walked with steady steps all the way to the center of the Divine Dragon Hall.
In the hall, all cultivators were curiously observing this young man in a white Daoist robe, truly wondering where he got the courage to step forward and speak with the Saint Dragon Envoys.
Ao Xinyan's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She always felt this figure was very familiar, but unfortunately, his spiritual power was too strong, and she simply could not see what he looked like.
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy snorted coldly: "Clearly a spiritual power saint, yet claiming to be an unknown person. You must be deliberately hiding your identity. It seems you must have a great reputation in the human kingdom. However, no matter how great your reputation, it's best not to interfere in matters of Zu Long Mountain. Otherwise, you will only end up dead."
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy could sense that the aura of the young man opposite him was not too strong. He should be a spiritual power saint who had just broken through to the fiftieth rank.
Moreover, given this person's age, he could not possibly have too powerful strength.
Zhang Ruochen smiled leisurely: "I am merely an outsider. Of course, I don't want to interfere in Zu Long Mountain's affairs. I only want to say a word of fairness."
"What word of fairness?" Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy said.
Facing the saintly might of two Saint Dragon Envoys, Zhang Ruochen remained calm and composed, saying: "This is a region under human jurisdiction. The two of you have indeed gone too far. You should restrain yourselves a bit."
"This is a region under human jurisdiction?"
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy's gaze turned somewhat cold.
"You actually want us to restrain ourselves?"
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy directly laughed out loud, with a hint of mockery, as if laughing at Zhang Ruochen's ignorance.
In an instant, Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's smile vanished. Bone-chilling cold air spewed from his mouth, accompanied by a thunderous voice: "What do you think you are, daring to speak to a Saint Dragon Envoy of Zu Long Mountain like this?"
"Crack, crack."
The floor, pillars, and tiles all became covered with a layer of ice, with sharp ice spikes protruding out.
Ao Yi knew that Zhang Ruochen was the successor cultivated by Liangyi Sect and worried that he might encounter an accident. He shouted: "Ao Zhan, why haven't you taken the guest away yet?"
"Want to leave? How could it be so easy?"
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy took a step forward. With his foot as the center, a ring of icy power surged outward, sending Ao Zhan flying backward.
One must know that Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's cultivation had reached the Upper Realm Saint realm. Even a casual strike was not something a Ninth-Rank Half-Saint could withstand.
A layer of ice formed on Ao Zhan's armor as he crashed backward into a metal wall, producing a "crack" sound.
Dense cracks spread across Ao Zhan's armor, and blood flowed out from the fissures.
"You dare to injure someone!"
Ao Xinyan channeled saintly qi from her palm into her saint sword, about to attack Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy.
However, she showed a surprised expression, only hearing a "bang" as Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy was struck by a palm, his body bending like a bow as he was sent flying.
Ao Xinyan quickly moved her steps, dodging to the right.
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy brushed past her, flew out of the Divine Dragon Hall's main entrance, and fell outside.
What was happening?
The high-ranking members of the Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan all stared fixedly at the young man in the Daoist robe standing in the center of the hall.
He had... sent a Saint Dragon Envoy flying with a single palm strike?
How could he have such audacity? How could he have such powerful strength?
The other Saint Dragon Envoy, Ye Yun, was also slightly stunned for a moment.
Zhang Ruochen withdrew his palm, and strands of powerful saintly qi flowed back into the seven orifices of his palm.
"Daring to sneak attack this Saint Dragon Envoy, you are seeking death."
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy rushed back from outside the hall at lightning speed, his whole body emitting dark black light. Holding a black long spear, he thrust it straight at Zhang Ruochen's heart.
"Roar."
Above the black long spear, the shadow of a flood dragon appeared, emitting a deafening roar.
The high-ranking members of the Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan quickly retreated to the edges of the hall, activated the defensive grand formation, and hid within it.
Only some powerful saint realm figures still stood in the hall, watching Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's charge with some tension.
They did not make a move. After all, that young man in the Daoist robe had been able to send Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy flying with a single palm strike earlier. His own strength must be quite formidable, perhaps able to fight Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy.
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's true body was a winged dragon, a pure-blooded dragon clan member.
At the same cultivation level, a sacred dragon's combat power far surpassed that of a human saint.
Therefore, Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's strength was actually quite formidable.
Zhang Ruochen stood upright on the spot, reached out to grasp the void, and murmured: "Borrow a sword."
Ao Xinyan's saint sword, beyond her control, flew out and appeared in Zhang Ruochen's palm.
Zhang Ruochen did not grab the sword hilt. Instead, he activated his sword intent and infused it into the saint sword.
"Clang!"
The saint sword spun rapidly, emitting piercing ringing sounds, colliding with the black long spear.
Both forces were extremely powerful, shaking the saints of the Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan standing in the hall, forcing them to retreat into the defensive formation.
In the Divine Dragon Hall, the saintly energy surged violently like boiling water. Only Ao Yi could still remain calm, sitting steadily on his seat.
"What an impressive young man. He can actually contend with a Saint Dragon Envoy."
Although it was their first meeting, Ao Yi had already praised Zhang Ruochen several times. He had already held Zhang Ruochen's strength in high regard, but now he realized he had still underestimated him.
Ao Zhan had suffered severe injuries. Sitting cross-legged within the defensive formation, he stared at Zhang Ruochen and said bitterly: "So his sword dao attainment is so profound and unfathomable. Truly beyond reach."
"So young, yet so powerful. Who is he?" Ao Jing, the young clan leader of the Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan, was also somewhat astonished. How could such a powerful young man be an unknown person?
Ao Xinyan lightly bit her lip, staring at Zhang Ruochen's back. The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed. She muttered to herself: "How can the back be so similar? He... didn't he already die under the calamity thunder? Could it really be him?"
At this moment, Ao Xinyan was both nervous and inexplicably excited. Her heart was beating extremely fast, and she wanted to rush forward and tear apart the spiritual power barrier surrounding him to see his true form.
"You have some skill. This Saint Dragon Envoy will also test you."
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy, seeing that Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy and Zhang Ruochen were locked in a stalemate, grew impatient and joined the battle.
"Thunder God Trident."
A three-pronged war trident flew out from between his brows and appeared in Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy's hand.
Over a hundred bolts of lightning surged from the trident, crackling with sound, striking toward Zhang Ruochen's back with earth-shattering momentum.
Zhang Ruochen glanced behind him with the corner of his eye and murmured: "Sword Dao Saintly Image."
"Whoosh——"
Tens of thousands of sword dao rules surged out from Zhang Ruochen's back, condensing into a massive sword shadow that slashed down toward Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy behind him.
"Boom."
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy flew backward, the dragon scales on both arms shattered by the sword qi, spilling crimson blood.
"How is this possible? He has actually cultivated a sword-shaped saintly image..." Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy was somewhat shocked.
Zhang Ruochen once again controlled the sword-shaped saintly image, slashing it horizontally, sending Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy flying once more.
The sharp sword qi left a long bloody line across Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy's chest.
With the strength of one person, he had injured two Saint Dragon Envoys. Such formidable combat power left all the cultivators present stunned and dumbfounded.
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy was truly enraged: "The space here is too small, too restrictive. If you have the guts, let's fight outside."
"Fight outside? What if you two are no match for me and run away?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy said: "Run? Ridiculous. As noble dragon clan members, how could we possibly run?"
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy snorted coldly, electricity radiating all over his body, and said with full vigor: "Let's fight outside! Whoever runs is a bastard, how about that?"
"Fine! Let's go outside and have a good fight."
Zhang Ruochen was very casual, turning into a streak of flowing light and flying out of the Divine Dragon Hall first.
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy and Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy exchanged glances, both showing sinister smiles.
The reason they proposed fighting outside was that in the Divine Dragon Hall, they could not reveal their massive true bodies.
Without a doubt, for the dragon clan, only by revealing their true bodies could they achieve their strongest form.
"Daring to challenge the authority of Zu Long Mountain, I will tear him into pieces and devour his flesh and blood."
Ye Hong Saint Dragon Envoy wore an expression of certain victory, letting out a dragon roar as he rushed out of the hall door, chasing after Zhang Ruochen.
Ye Yun Saint Dragon Envoy followed closely behind.
Ao Xinyan walked out from the defensive formation, looked outside the hall, then withdrew her gaze and asked: "Grandfather, what should we do now?"
Ao Yi remained very calm, saying: "Activate the protective grand formation. No matter the outcome of their battle, we cannot let the two Saint Dragon Envoys leave Shen Meng Ze alive."
"Why not just use the formation to kill the two Saint Dragon Envoys directly?" Ao Xinyan asked.
Ao Yi shook his head, saying: "If we can avoid acting ourselves, we should avoid it. If we can use that Liangyi Sect successor's hand to eliminate the two Saint Dragon Envoys, it will be nothing but beneficial for the Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan."
"Liangyi Sect and our Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan are allies. What if that successor is no match for the two Saint Dragon Envoys and meets with misfortune? How will we explain to Liangyi Sect?"
Ao Xinyan was somewhat uneasy because she suspected that the so-called Liangyi Sect successor might very well be the person she had in mind.
It was too similar.
"Now, we can only hope that the Liangyi Sect successor is strong enough to help the Divine Dragon Half-Human Clan resolve this crisis."
Ao Yi took a deep breath and added: "If it truly comes to the worst, this old man will personally strike and kill the two Saint Dragon Envoys."