# Chapter 1390: The Invincible War Chariot
The True One Thunder Fire Sword Technique and the "Nine Lives, Nine Deaths, Nine Cycles Reincarnation Sword Technique" that Ling Feiyu cultivated were on the same level, absolutely not inferior to the "Heavenly Dao Sword Scripture."
However, there was a significant gap in their cultivation levels.
The Nine-Nine Return to One that Zhang Ruochen unleashed failed to block the Heaven's Will Three Swords, and it seemed he was about to be pierced through by the vast (man tian) sword energy.
"Space Distortion." Zhang Ruochen roared loudly.
The spatial structure outside the Ancestral Hall of All Emperors was extremely stable. Zhang Ruochen exerted all his strength, only managing to cause a slight distortion in space. The sword energy flying toward him changed direction and began to circle around his body.
"Still able to use spatial power."
Chi Dufeng's eyes narrowed. Holding his sword with one hand, he pressed his index and middle fingers together and traced them across the blade. Instantly, he entered the state of unity between man and sword.
"Whoosh."
Chi Dufeng transformed into a stream of sword light, charging toward Zhang Ruochen.
Sword Seven!
This strike carried extreme penetrating power, enough to have some effect on space.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze sharpened. With his current control over space, he probably couldn't neutralize Chi Dufeng's Sword Seven. This man's cultivation was too powerful—he had likely already reached the True Saint realm.
Different people entering the True Saint realm could have vastly different combat power.
For example, when Qing Xiao entered the True Saint realm, even at the early True Saint stage, he could single-handedly fight against a group of True Saints.
As for the five figures from the "Heroes' Ode"—Pei Yutian, Wan Zhaoyi, Chen Wutian, and Mind Technique Buddha Master—once they stepped into the True Saint realm, they would be even stronger than Qing Xiao by a notch.
Chi Dufeng's talent and constitution were slightly weaker than Qing Xiao's, but his talent in the Sword Dao was astonishing. He had reached the Sword Saint realm, with unparalleled offensive power. Thus, his combat strength was actually comparable to Qing Xiao's.
Someone like this, having reached the True Saint realm, would even give a Supreme Saint a headache.
Just like Pei Yutian, who had only cultivated to the "Half True, Half Void" realm, still a small step away from True Saint, yet he was already invincible below the Supreme Saint level and could sweep through True Saints.
"Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron."
Zhang Ruochen took out the nation-suppressing ancestral artifact of the Holy Bright Central Empire, pressed his palm forward, and struck the bronze ancient cauldron. In his Qi Sea, Saint Qi surged outward wildly.
On the ancient cauldron, golden ancient characters emitted dazzling light.
"Bang."
The Sacred Sword in Chi Dufeng's hand collided with the bronze ancient cauldron, producing a loud clanging sound.
The Sword Dao power surging from his body shook the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and Zhang Ruochen backward, retreating for over ten miles.
Zhang Ruochen sensed that Chi Dufeng's Sword Dao power was rapidly weakening. Seizing the opportunity, he went all out, pressing both palms onto the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, awakening a trace of its origin power.
Instantly, on the massive bronze ancient cauldron, a phantom of the Immovable Wisdom King condensed.
That phantom struck a palm toward Chi Dufeng.
"Your timing is quite precise."
At this moment, Chi Dufeng's sword momentum was weakening. Forced to do so, he mobilized his remaining strength and once again unleashed the Heavenly Phenomenon Three Swords, using offense as defense, slashing toward the golden palm print.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The Immovable Wisdom King's palm print shattered the Heavenly Phenomenon Three Swords and struck Chi Dufeng's chest, causing him to spit blood. Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying backward.
The power of a Divine Relic Ancient Artifact was not something he could withstand.
Zhang Ruochen pressed the attack, also entering the state of unity between man and sword, unleashing a perfected Sword Seven, thrusting forward.
Chi Dufeng gritted his teeth, forcibly twisted his body, halted his backward momentum, and struck out with his sword, clashing with Zhang Ruochen.
"Boom."
The two quickly separated, once again opening a distance of over ten miles.
Both were injured, with traces of blood at the corners of their mouths.
"To think you could defeat the Nine Realm Sons single-handedly, and just having entered the Thorough Ground realm, you can already injure this king. Even a young god might not be as powerful as you."
Chi Dufeng wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth. Flames blazed in his pupils, and his battle intent grew even fiercer.
Zhang Ruochen said nothing, once again mobilizing the World Force of the Qiankun Realm, only wanting to eliminate Chi Dufeng as quickly as possible.
"You have a nation-suppressing ancestral artifact, but this king has the Ming Emperor's Golden Step Dragon Chariot. You should know the power of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot better than anyone, shouldn't you?"
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was about to use that mysterious power again, Chi Dufeng rapidly retreated, flying into the interior of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot. Then, Saint Qi surged outward from his body, pouring into the chariot.
From the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, nine massive golden dragon shadows burst forth, neatly arranged in front, emitting dazzling golden light. The aura unleashed by the nine dragon shadows was even more terrifying than that of nine Saint-level flood dragons.
This was the true form of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot!
Of course, with Chi Dufeng's cultivation, he couldn't sustain the nine dragon shadows for long, so he had to fight quickly and suppress Zhang Ruochen in the shortest time.
"Rumble."
Chi Dufeng drove the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, charging forward madly, even causing a spiritual mountain to collapse, with mud and rocks from the mountain body falling continuously.
Zhang Ruochen failed to mobilize the World Force of the Qiankun Realm, so he grabbed the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and, regardless of Saint Qi consumption, went all out to awaken the origin power within the cauldron.
A phantom of the Immovable Wisdom King, hundreds of feet tall, manifested and overlapped with Zhang Ruochen's body. Then, he strode forward, charging toward the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
Standing atop the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, Chi Dufeng saw Zhang Ruochen charging toward him and revealed a sinister smile: "Courting death."
The Immovable Wisdom King phantom collided with the nine dragon shadows, and at the same time, Zhang Ruochen hurled the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, smashing it head-on against the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
Earth-shaking sounds erupted.
Zhang Ruochen's greatest advantage was his powerful physical body, unafraid of head-on collisions.
Gripping the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron like a bronze hill, he continuously smashed it against the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, sending rings of golden holy light surging outward.
"This kid, how is he so fierce? Does he have inexhaustible strength?"
At this moment, Chi Dufeng was struggling to sustain the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, yet Zhang Ruochen remained full of vigor.
The robes on Zhang Ruochen's upper body had been shattered to ashes by the shock, revealing a muscular physique full of aesthetic appeal. His black hair flew wildly, and with a stomp of his feet, he leaped up and struck down again, smashing onto the top of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
At the same time, the Devouring Saint Flower burst out from Zhang Ruochen's back, transforming into a vine that wrapped around the four wheels of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
"Boom."
Suffering attacks from both above and below, the Golden Step Dragon Chariot lost its balance and flipped over.
Chi Dufeng fell out of the chariot, landing on the ground in a somewhat disheveled state, no longer as handsome and carefree as before.
Zhang Ruochen put down the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, also struggling to hold on. He panted heavily, sweat beading all over his body, yet his battle intent remained boiling and his spirit full.
"So the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron is actually a Divine Relic Ancient Artifact. Everyone has been blind to it all along." Chi Dufeng snorted coldly.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Do you think the Golden Step Dragon Chariot is inferior to the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, which is why you lost?"
"Lost? How could this king lose to you? What comes next will be your death."
Chi Dufeng clasped his hands together, his Saint Qi churning violently. On his chest, green runes appeared, releasing increasingly powerful energy.
"Sage Mark Talisman." Zhang Ruochen said.
"That's right. It's the Sage Mark Talisman bestowed upon this king by Lingxiao Heavenly King. Being able to force this king to use this trump card means you can be proud even if you die here." Chi Dufeng laughed.
Above Chi Dufeng's head, a patch of green clouds appeared. The Sage Mark phantom of Lingxiao Heavenly King manifested, his head touching the sky and feet treading the earth, giving a feeling of looking up to a high mountain.
Zhang Ruochen was naturally well aware of the power of the Sage Mark Talisman, but he was not panicked. Instead, he rushed into the interior of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot and said in a deep voice, "Today, let this Crown Prince show you the true power of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot."
The moment Zhang Ruochen sat inside the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, he sensed the aura left by the Ming Emperor. That aura was highly compatible with Zhang Ruochen's cultivation technique, the "Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture," and the speed of Saint Qi circulation in his body doubled.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen seemed to merge with the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
"Artifact spirits of the chariot, this Crown Prince will unseal your seals. Continue to fight for the Holy Bright Central Empire."
Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm onto a golden dragon head at the front left of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot and unleashed Purifying Divine Flame. The divine flame surged out, first striking the golden dragon head, then enveloping the entire chariot.
Inside the Golden Step Dragon Chariot were nine artifact spirits—nine dragon souls.
The nine dragon souls only obeyed the successive Ming Emperors, so the Chi family could not control the artifact spirits and could only seal them. Thus, Chi Dufeng could not unleash the true power of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
"Sizzle."
The power of the divine flame burned away the seals.
Instantly, earth-shaking dragon roars echoed from within the chariot. The nine dragon souls became active, releasing awe-inspiring dragon might.
"The Crown Prince has returned. Fight for him."
"Eight hundred years. Sealed for eight hundred years. Today, we are finally free."
"Fight. Fight alongside the Crown Prince to conquer the world and recreate the glory of the Holy Bright. I want to travel nine million miles a day, and wherever I pass, all beings shall kneel before the chariot."
...
The nine dragon souls roared, their cries shaking the nine heavens.
"This time, I must succeed."
Zhang Ruochen once again mobilized the World Force of the Qiankun Realm. After mobilizing it seventeen times in succession, suddenly, vast and boundless power surged out from the Qiankun Realm, flowing through Zhang Ruochen's hands into the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
"Roar."
The nine dragon souls manifested, appearing in front of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot. Each dragon soul's body was extremely solid, no different from real golden dragons.
"Rumble."
Pulled by the nine dragon souls, the Golden Step Dragon Chariot charged forward like an invincible war chariot.
Chi Dufeng was extremely shocked. He hadn't expected the Golden Step Dragon Chariot to unleash such powerful energy, as if nine divine dragons and a divine chariot were charging toward him.
Chi Dufeng mobilized the power of the Sage Mark Talisman, swung his Sacred Sword, and attacked.
The Golden Step Dragon Chariot rolled over, crushing Lingxiao Heavenly King's Sage Mark phantom and also crushing Chi Dufeng's sacred body into a bloody mist, his bones reduced to powder. A supremely talented Sword Saint died on the spot, leaving no trace behind.
Only a blood-soaked Sacred Sword remained, stuck upright beside the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.
Another legend was ended by Zhang Ruochen.