# Chapter 1318: Fight Our Way Out
"Want to kill me? Do you think it's that easy?"
The Four-Sword Blood Saint's gaze was extremely resolute. He raised the four sacred swords in his hands simultaneously, then plunged them into four important acupoints on his body.
"Puchi."
Sacred blood flowed out from his body along the blades of the sacred swords.
This was a secret technique that could stimulate the physical body, unleashing the power hidden within the bloodline. Using this secret technique, although it could not allow the Four-Sword Blood Saint to return to his peak state, at least the sacred qi within his body could resume circulation, preventing him from being at others' mercy.
The Four-Sword Blood Saint's eyes were filled with rage. He stood up again, lunged forward, and struck out with both palms simultaneously. Two palm prints erupted with dazzling blood-colored radiance, accompanied by deafening sounds of wind and thunder.
Old Pine's expression changed slightly. He quickly mobilized his spiritual power and drew nine rings of flame in succession.
"Bang bang."
All the flame rings shattered, and Old Pine was sent flying off the Floating Island.
On the other side, Canglan Martial Saint and the six female saints had also inhaled the poison's toxins and become extremely weak.
However, Canglan Martial Saint also had a trump card. She took out a talisman and stuck it on her left wrist. The radiance emanating from the talisman enveloped her body, allowing her to recover some strength.
Given her current state, it was clearly impossible for her to continue competing for the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass.
Canglan Martial Saint dared not remain on the Floating Island. She used the power of the talisman to sweep up the six female saints and fled outside the space bubble.
On the Floating Island, only the Four-Sword Blood Saint and Zhang Ruochen remained.
The Four-Sword Blood Saint had clashed with Zhang Ruochen more than once and was thoroughly familiar with his strength. He sneered coldly, "Even though I've inhaled the poison's toxins, you still can't contend with me. Withdraw immediately, and you might just keep your life."
Zhang Ruochen held the Fire Luan Sword in one hand, the other hand behind his back, and smiled slightly: "In your eyes, am I really that weak? You think a single sentence can scare me away?"
"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Four Sword Slaves, kill him."
The sacred qi within the Four-Sword Blood Saint's body circulated rapidly, and four figures in blood-red robes flew out from his body, attacking Zhang Ruochen from four different directions.
The strength of the four sword slaves was extraordinary, each one comparable to a Heaven-Connecting Realm Saint.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze darkened. The sacred qi within his body surged continuously into the Fire Luan Sword.
With a resonant cry, a massive phantom of a flame luan bird flew out from the sword, illuminating the entire small world in fiery red.
"Shua shua."
Dense flame sword qi condensed, some shuttling between heaven and earth, others rapidly rotating around the Floating Island.
Zhang Ruochen's sword did not strike at the Four-Sword Blood Saint or the four sword slaves. Instead, it slashed toward the sky of the space bubble, and he uttered a single word: "Break."
The flame luan bird surged upward, carrying tens of thousands of sword qi, forming a crimson river of sword qi that tore the sky apart.
"Boom rumble."
This small world began to collapse, with cracks appearing in the spatial layers.
The power of the Great Saint Remnant Formation pierced through as beams of light, accelerating the collapse of the small world. The defensive barrier around the Floating Island disappeared, and the entire island shook violently, unable to maintain its suspension, plummeting downward rapidly.
Below, Miefeng Blood Saint stopped fighting, looking up at the small world that was breaking apart, and said: "He actually shattered the world. Is he trying to die together with us?"
The two human Heaven-Connecting Realm Saints exchanged glances, both seeing fear in each other's eyes.
"Crazy, truly crazy."
Once the small world completely shattered, space would inevitably contract and collapse inward, and all living beings inside would die.
The two human Heaven-Connecting Realm Saints activated their movement techniques and fled outward at top speed, with only one thought in their minds: they had to escape the small world as quickly as possible to save their lives.
Canglan Martial Saint escaped the small world and returned to the medicine garden. She looked back.
Behind her, that world space was covered in cracks, riddled with holes, full of spatial fragments, and the entire world was rapidly contracting.
The small world's diameter, originally over a hundred li, was now only seventy-something li.
Eventually, it would collapse into a single point.
The Four-Sword Blood Saint's expression turned extremely ugly. He glared at Zhang Ruochen and said: "Once the small world shatters, the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass will also be destroyed."
"So what if it's destroyed?" Zhang Ruochen said.
The Four-Sword Blood Saint indeed wanted very much to obtain the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass, but he still maintained his rationality and had not reached the point of disregarding his own life.
If he didn't leave now, he would die here.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen so crazy, the Four-Sword Blood Saint no longer contested with him. He recalled the four sword slaves and flew rapidly out of the small world.
"Kid, have you truly gone mad? Why aren't you fleeing?"
Old Pine shouted at Zhang Ruochen, then stopped caring about him. He fully released his spiritual power, forming a flame light shield to envelop his body, and sprinted wildly, only wanting to escape as quickly as possible.
Zhang Ruochen curled his lips slightly, took out the Water Star Gourd, and suspended it above his head.
As sacred qi continuously poured into it, the gourd grew larger and larger.
"Collect."
Zhang Ruochen uttered a command.
The Floating Island shook violently, then flew into the gourd's mouth. The Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass on the island was naturally also collected into the gourd.
In the medicine garden, many cultivators saw this scene and were all extremely shocked.
A giant gourd dozens of li long had actually taken away the entire Floating Island, which seemed unbelievable.
That Heaven-Connecting Realm Saint from the Star Worship Sect exclaimed: "Water Star Gourd! Heavens, the Kunlun Realm actually has a second Water Star Gourd. That is a priceless treasure even more precious than the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass."
The Star Worship Sect's sect-guarding treasure, the "Earth Dharma Gourd," was refined from a Water Star Gourd. Therefore, that Heaven-Connecting Realm Saint was very clear about the Water Star Gourd's immense value.
The appearance of the Water Star Gourd made the eyes of all the saints in the medicine garden even more fervent.
The Water Star Gourd shrank back to the size of a palm, fell into Zhang Ruochen's hand, and was stored in his space ring.
When Zhang Ruochen had prepared to shatter the space bubble, he had already instructed Qing Mo to leave first. Now, having collected the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass, Zhang Ruochen activated his fastest movement technique and, at the last moment, rushed out of this shattered world.
He looked back and saw that the space bubble's diameter had shrunk to just over a hundred meters, then eighty meters, fifty meters... finally, it turned into a speck of light and disappeared into the medicine garden.
"Leave the Water Star Gourd, and I'll spare your life."
Miefeng Blood Saint's eyes were filled with greedy radiance. He transformed into a blood cloud and pounced toward Zhang Ruochen.
Whether it was the Water Star Gourd or the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass, both were peerless treasures. Who wouldn't want them?
Among all the saints present, only Miefeng Blood Saint still possessed peak combat power, with a great chance of becoming the final victor. Therefore, Miefeng Blood Saint was extremely excited.
Zhang Ruochen stood in place. The Fire Luan Sword in his hand drew a circle, and a phantom of a flame luan bird manifested, blocking the space between him and Miefeng Blood Saint.
"Pathetic."
Miefeng Blood Saint's eyes showed a trace of contempt. He leaped up and struck out with a fist, directly shattering the flame luan bird into pieces.
"Hua—"
Suddenly, a silver kitchen knife flew out from behind Zhang Ruochen and slashed at Miefeng Blood Saint's chest, sending the overconfident Miefeng Blood Saint flying backward.
"I hit him, right?"
Qing Mo, carrying Zhu Qingyi, timidly walked out from behind Zhang Ruochen. Seeing that she had wounded Miefeng Blood Saint, she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Let's get out of here quickly. I'll lead the way, you cover the rear."
Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo charged outward, only wanting to leave as soon as possible.
Not only the two Heaven-Connecting Blood Generals, but also the other human saints attacked them, wanting to seize the Water Star Gourd and the Thousand-Leaf Heart-Grass.
Over a dozen sacred artifacts rose from different directions, forming a large mass of light, all striking at Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo simultaneously.
Zhang Ruochen used spatial distortion to alter the spatial structure around them. The flight trajectories of the dozen-plus sacred artifacts all deviated, some hitting the ground, others striking other saint-level cultivators.
Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo endured a difficult bitter battle and finally broke out of the medicine garden.
But before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, they were ambushed.
A Heaven-Connecting Realm human saint, like a ghost, rushed out from the forest and executed a finger sword technique, striking Zhang Ruochen's chest.
"Puff."
Zhang Ruochen's chest was pierced through. A bloody hole ran through his chest and back, all five viscera and six organs were damaged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
That Heaven-Connecting Realm human saint was none other than the Ninth Academy Master of the Northern Domain Sacred Source, Qiu Lanshan.
Qiu Lanshan walked step by step toward Zhang Ruochen, his sacred might growing stronger and stronger. He said in a deep voice: "Hand over the Water Star Gourd, and your grudge with the Martial Market Bank can be wiped clean from now on."
"Are you dreaming?"
Zhang Ruochen endured the pain in his chest and stood up again. A fierce killing intent surged in his pupils.
"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to live. Since you're so ungrateful, I can only send you on your way."
Qiu Lanshan summoned the Nether Snake Sword and held it in his hand.
A powerful sword intent merged with the Nether Snake Sword, and he entered a state of unity between man and sword.
With a shua sound, Qiu Lanshan transformed into a sword light and thrust straight at Zhang Ruochen.
"Space Rift."
Zhang Ruochen, disregarding the risk of exposing his identity, took a step forward, mobilized spatial power, and slashed forward with his palm, tearing open space and forming a rift dozens of zhang long, like a pitch-black door of death being opened.
By the time Qiu Lanshan discovered that space had been torn apart, it was already too late to dodge.
"No..."
Qiu Lanshan was swallowed by the space rift and fell into the void space.
As the space rift closed, a Heaven-Connecting Realm Saint completely perished, vanishing from this land without leaving a single relic behind.
"Space was actually torn apart. What's going on?"
"Could it be... could he be that Heir of Time and Space? Wasn't it said that he had been crippled by Zhongying King? How could he still have the power to kill a Heaven-Connecting Realm expert?"
"Could the Kunlun Realm have two Heirs of Time and Space?"
...
All the saints who had chased out from the medicine garden witnessed this scene, and none of them were not shocked.