Chapter 1457: Gathering from All Directions
(There was a bug in the previous chapter. Only space has inscription patterns; time does not. The setting of this book is that only "Time Imprints" exist. If there are any loopholes in the future, I hope everyone can point them out. Little Fish will definitely try to correct them as much as possible.)
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A large number of saints from the Kunlun Realm arrived at the Giant Whale River Basin, gathering together. There were already over two thousand, including Wan Zhaoyi and Chen Wutian from the "Heroes' Rhapsody," the other eight of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden, and several of the Nine Realm Sons... They were all saint realm overlords renowned in the Kunlun Realm.
Wan Zhaoyi wore the Azure Dragon Divine Armor. His body was tall and mighty, his arms thick and powerful, his entire being brimming with explosive strength, like a peerless war god. He said, "Zhang Ruochen is indeed formidable. He actually found another path. Where is that path?"
The Kunlun Realm had indeed long ago selected the Nine Realm Sons, but they were all too young and had not yet truly matured.
Therefore, the supreme commander of this Saint Merit War for the Kunlun Realm was actually Wan Zhaoyi.
Wan Zhaoyi's cultivation had already broken through to the Ultimate Saint realm. Even among the older generation of saints, figures like the Nine Abyss Sword Saint and Chu Siyuan might not necessarily be able to defeat him.
The world only knew that Wan Zhaoyi had reached the Supreme Extreme Realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, but they did not know that he had also reached the Supreme Extreme Realm in the Yellow Extreme, Mysterious Extreme, and Earth Extreme Realms. It was for this reason that he could rank first on the "Heroes' Rhapsody."
"Hua—"
A white light flew out from among the ninety-nine sacred mountains and landed in Wan Zhaoyi's hand.
It was a Message Light Talisman.
Seeing the content on the talisman, Wan Zhaoyi smiled slightly. "The Nine Abyss Sword Saint sent a message. There is a hidden path that leads directly to the base of the sacred mountain where the Merit Record Wall is located."
"Chen Wutian, Xue Wuye, Chi Wansui, Chu Siyuan, Wan Canglan..."
Wan Zhaoyi began to call out names, selecting dozens of saints in a row. Then, using the Heavenly Fate Edict to conceal their auras and figures, they sped off towards the direction of the ninety-nine sacred mountains.
The Blade Prison Realm and the Zi Mansion Realm had a total of over eight thousand saints gathered in the Giant Whale River Basin, hiding inside dozens of concealment formations.
Fang Yi's injuries had fully healed. He was still dressed in spotless white robes, with holy light flowing on his skin, like a handsome, divine banished immortal.
The Divine Envoy of the Blade Prison Realm was named Blood Wind Spirit. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a snow-white, delicate face, but his eyes were blood-red, adding a touch of malevolence.
Blood Wind Spirit was not human. He was a wisp of wind that had given birth to spirituality, cultivating into human form, a type of alien lifeform.
Blood Wind Spirit walked to Fang Yi's side and said, "Realm Son, all the True Saints and Ultimate Saints who came to the Giant Whale River Basin have been assembled. There are one hundred and seven in total. Among them, there are twenty-one Ultimate Saints and two Half-Step Saint Kings. Should we go seize the Merit Record Wall now?"
Fang Yi's gaze was sharp. "Wait a little longer."
About an hour later, a purple rainbow bridge connected from the edge of the sky and earth.
When the purple energy dissipated, a spirited man in purple clothes appeared before Fang Yi and Blood Wind Spirit. He smiled and said, "Fang Yi, I heard you suffered a disastrous defeat in the Phoenix Nest, losing over a hundred saint realm powerhouses?"
Fang Yi's expression was somewhat unnatural. "Ning Dongliu, I am waiting for you here, not to hear your sarcastic remarks. This time, our opponents include several formidable figures."
The man in purple, named Ning Dongliu, was also a renowned figure who shook the Sha Tuo Heaven Domain, known as the "Dongliu Sword Venerable," and was the Realm Son of the Zi Mansion Realm.
The Dongliu Sword Venerable chuckled. "Isn't it just a Divine Envoy from the Guanghan Realm?"
"That Divine Envoy is no ordinary person; he is a Space Cultivator. Besides him, there is also the Spirit Flame Demon Consort from the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm." Fang Yi said.
The Dongliu Sword Venerable put away his smile and said solemnly, "How did the Spirit Flame Demon Consort get involved?"
"It might not be the real Spirit Flame Demon Consort."
Fang Yi continued, "Thirty years ago, I met the Spirit Flame Demon Consort once. Although it was only a brief glance, it left a deep impression. Seeing her again thirty years later, I feel a bit of unfamiliarity."
The Dongliu Sword Venerable said, "Thirty years have passed. Back then, you only saw her briefly. Even if you feel unfamiliar, it's very normal."
Fang Yi nodded. "Regardless of whether she is the Spirit Flame Demon Consort or not, as long as she dares to block us from seizing the Merit Record Wall, she must be eliminated."
The Dongliu Sword Venerable agreed with Fang Yi's view. The Great Demon Ten Directions Realm was indeed very powerful, but the Merit Record Wall was even more important and could not be lost.
Besides, the Zi Mansion Realm and the Blade Prison Realm joining forces were not necessarily weaker than the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm.
"In your Message Light Talisman, you mentioned encountering a quite formidable Sword Cultivator. Just how powerful was that person's Sword Dao attainment?" the Dongliu Sword Venerable asked.
The figure of the Nine Abyss Sword Saint appeared in Fang Yi's mind, and a cold, murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
In his view, the Nine Abyss Sword Saint was even more hateful than Zhang Ruochen and the Rakshasa Princess. He had emerged when they were all injured, slaughtering all the saint realm powerhouses of the Blade Prison Realm. This old fellow was utterly shameless.
Then, Fang Yi described that one sword strike of the Nine Abyss Sword Saint to the Dongliu Sword Venerable, including the sword intent and the sword technique. He even personally demonstrated the way the Nine Abyss Sword Saint had executed the move.
The Dongliu Sword Venerable's expression grew even more solemn. He vaguely guessed the level of the Nine Abyss Sword Saint's Sword Dao.
Even he, hailed as the number one Sword Dao prodigy of the Zi Mansion Realm, was still one step away from that level.
The Dongliu Sword Venerable found it somewhat unbelievable. He stroked the beard on his lips and said, "Such a figure, yet still remaining at the Saint realm. I can't wait to fight him."
Just then, an old woman at the Ultimate Saint level entered the concealment formation and reported to Fang Yi, "Realm Son, a group of saints from the Kunlun Realm have passed through the Ninth Sacred Mountain and are heading towards the Thirty-Fifth Sacred Mountain, where the Merit Record Wall is located."
Fang Yi had assigned numbers to all ninety-nine sacred mountains, naming them with digits to more clearly define his targets and the route of advance.
"Let's go. We'll follow them and take this opportunity to severely wound the Kunlun Realm, preventing them from recovering," Fang Yi said.
Fang Yi, Blood Wind Spirit, and the Dongliu Sword Venerable immediately led a large number of experts from the Blade Prison Realm and the Zi Mansion Realm, hurrying towards the Ninth Sacred Mountain.
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At the base of the sacred mountain where the Merit Record Wall was located, the Rakshasa Princess advised once more: "A large number of Rakshasa Marquises are rushing over. We must leave here immediately."
"Why leave? Since they are coming, it's the perfect chance to deal with them. With your cultivation, you're not afraid of them, are you?" Zhang Ruochen said with a puzzled expression.
The Rakshasa Princess knew Zhang Ruochen was meticulous and was once again suspecting her identity.
"How could this consort be afraid of them? I just don't want to invite trouble," the Rakshasa Princess said calmly.
"It's no trouble. Killing Rakshasa Marquises also earns merit points. How could it be trouble?"
Having said this, Zhang Ruochen took out pieces of sacred stones and sacred jade, carving Space Inscription Patterns on them. Then, he buried them underground, forming a circular formation one hundred and fifty zhang in diameter.
At the same time, within the formation, Zhang Ruochen used Space Distortion techniques, constantly altering the spatial structure.
The Rakshasa Princess's eyes contracted sharply. She recognized that Zhang Ruochen was setting up a Space Maze Formation.
"This guy, has he already seen through my true identity? Is he deliberately avoiding the Phoenix Nest, and instead wants to use me, the princess, to help him deal with the Rakshasa Clan?"
The Rakshasa Princess thought carefully, then shook her head, confident that she had not revealed any flaws.
It was not easy to travel from the south side of the sacred mountain to the east side. Led by Saint Arrow Marquis, the large group of Rakshasa Marquises spent three hours crossing several hundred li before arriving before Zhang Ruochen and the Rakshasa Princess.
The number of Rakshasa Marquises was astonishing, reaching several thousand. They formed a veritable army of saints. The evil Rakshasa energy surging from their bodies coalesced into a dark red evil cloud, darkening the sky and earth in this area.
Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged at the center of the Space Maze Formation, his expression calm. He continued to refine the Condensed True Sacred Dew, as if he completely disregarded the Rakshasa Marquis army.
Saint Arrow Marquis said in a deep voice, "Death is upon you, yet you still cultivate. Attack together, destroy them..."
"Wait."
Another First-Class Marquis, Yanlin Marquis, rushed up quickly, stopped Saint Arrow Marquis, and whispered something to him.
Saint Arrow Marquis's expression changed drastically. He involuntarily glanced at the Rakshasa Princess, his lips trembling slightly. "Is it true or false?"
Yanlin Marquis said, "I once trained with the princess for a period of time. How could I fail to recognize her?"
"With the princess's esteemed status, how could she be so close to a human man?" Saint Arrow Marquis felt a headache.
Given his status, he had never had the qualification to see the Rakshasa Princess's true form. Only his father's and grandfather's generations could serve by her side.
Of course, with the departure of Saint King-level powerhouses from Zu Ling Realm, Saint Arrow Marquis had gradually become one of the top experts in Zu Ling Realm. He had actually long wanted to pay respects to the Rakshasa Princess, but had never had the chance.
Now that he had truly met the princess, he realized he might have disrupted her plans. Cold sweat broke out on Saint Arrow Marquis's back, and he didn't know what to do next.
Should he withdraw immediately, or continue the attack?
The other Rakshasa Marquises did not know the Rakshasa Princess's identity, nor had they heard the conversation between Yanlin Marquis and Saint Arrow Marquis. They all looked puzzled.
"Marquis, should we attack or not?"
"Marquis, give the order. We'll strike together with one wave. Even if they are Saint Kings, they can be ground to dust, let alone these few human saints."
"Kill, we must kill them. It's been a long time since I've eaten human flesh. Those two women look tender and seem delicious!"
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Sweat as big as beans kept forming on Saint Arrow Marquis's forehead, and his heart grew more flustered.
If he really ordered the killing of the Rakshasa Princess, he would surely die, and his entire family would be executed.
"Why aren't they attacking?"
Hidden in the shadows, the saints of the Blade Prison Realm and the Zi Mansion Realm were also growing impatient. They naturally hoped to use the Rakshasa Clan to kill Zhang Ruochen, ideally seeing both sides fight to a mutual destruction.
The saints of the Kunlun Realm were hiding in another area.
Wan Zhaoyi looked puzzled. "What's going on? Have the Rakshasa Marquises discovered us hiding in the shadows, which is why they are hesitating to attack?"
Shengshu Cainü's eyes were lively, her figure slender like a crescent moon, exuding a quiet, elegant temperament.
She stared at the area where the saints of the Blade Prison Realm and the Zi Mansion Realm were hiding and said, "How about we use some means to make the Rakshasa Marquis army attack the saints of the Blade Prison Realm and the Zi Mansion Realm first?"
Wan Zhaoyi was no fool. He naturally understood Shengshu Cainü's intention. "Zhang Ruochen has already betrayed the Kunlun Realm and defected to the Guanghan Realm, yet you still want to help him. It seems the rumors are true. Shengshu Cainü is indeed Zhang Ruochen's confidante, with a deep relationship."