Chapter 1462: Seven Realm Armies Converge
The saints of Blade Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm did not sense any danger and continued climbing upward, eager to seize the Merit Wall as quickly as possible.
Xu Zehai felt his body growing weaker and weaker, finally sensing something was wrong. He examined himself internally and discovered that his bodily functions were rapidly declining, with his life force almost completely drained.
Instantly, a look of terror appeared on his face, and he let out an extremely unwilling cry: "My fate… should not end here… ah… how…?" "Bang."
His lifespan drained away completely, and Xu Zehai fell heavily, turning into a corpse.
"Heavens, how did I become so old?"
"What is happening? Why is my face covered in wrinkles?"
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The other saints of Blade Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm also sensed something amiss and fled down the mountain one after another.
Unfortunately, not a single one returned alive; all died of old age along the way.
Just one climb, and they had lived out their entire lives.
To think, the dozen or so saints who climbed the mountain were the top experts of Blade Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm, most of them Supreme Saints. After their deaths, the Supreme Saints of both realms were nearly wiped out.
Too bizarre!
Without seeing any danger, yet Supreme Saints and Half-Saint King level figures all died on the sacred mountain. The saints of Blade Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm were all terrified.
"Could the Underworld Clan of the Hell Realm be hiding in the sacred mountain, using the power of curses to kill them?"
"Perhaps it's the Death Clan; Death Evil Qi can also kill invisibly."
Among those present, some saints thought of the "Death Clan" and "Underworld Clan" from the top three clans of the Hell Realm, as the methods of these two clans were quite eerie, making them hard to guard against when killing.
Wan Zhaoyi, Nine Nether Sword Saint, and Canglan Martial Saint returned to the foot of the mountain and rushed into the Kunlun Realm camp.
Canglan Martial Saint had lost three hundred years of lifespan but still looked young, with fair, translucent skin, yet her hair had turned white.
Her heart could not calm down, and her delicate body trembled incessantly.
Losing three hundred years of lifespan was too great a cost. Although it wouldn't threaten her life, it would certainly have a huge impact on her cultivation.
Time had become incredibly urgent for her.
Wan Zhaoyi had cultivated to the point of physical sainthood, so his lifespan was naturally longer than that of ordinary saints. Thus, even after losing three hundred years, his appearance remained unchanged, still full of energy and vigor.
The worst off was Nine Nether Sword Saint.
After escaping to the foot of the mountain, Nine Nether Sword Saint had become extremely old. His black hair turned white, and the white hair was almost falling out. His entire body was covered in age spots, wrinkled like brownish-yellow tree bark.
Even walking was shaky, and he nearly collapsed.
His three major disciples rushed forward to support him. "Master, what happened?"
Nine Nether Sword Saint forced himself to stand, waved his hand, then took out a ten-thousand-year sacred medicine, stuffed it into his mouth, and sat down cross-legged to refine and absorb it.
Wan Zhaoyi stared at the towering sacred mountain, as if deep in thought. After a long silence, he said, "It's the power of time. The flow of time in the sacred mountain is far faster than outside. I was too careless this time."
"This must be another trap set by Zhang Ruochen. Only he can control time," said Wang Su, Nine Nether Sword Saint's eldest disciple, angrily.
Nine Nether Sword Saint's second disciple, Yan Yulong, drew her sacred sword and pointed it at Zhang Ruochen's location. "Master, Little Saint Heavenly King, and Canglan Martial Saint were almost killed by him. What are we waiting for? Let's kill him first."
The other saints of Kunlun Realm were also furious, shouting to destroy Zhang Ruochen.
Shengshu Cainü stepped forward to stop them. "If the time power in the sacred mountain was set up by Zhang Ruochen, he would have already taken the Merit Wall. How could he be blocked outside? Can you all calm down and stop blaming everything on Zhang Ruochen?"
Shengshu Cainü did not reveal that it was Zhang Ruochen who had just warned her, saving Wan Zhaoyi, Canglan Martial Saint, and Nine Nether Sword Saint.
She knew very well that if everyone learned she had communicated with Zhang Ruochen, it would bring endless criticism, marginalize her, and alienate her, making it impossible for her to continue standing in Kunlun Realm.
Wan Zhaoyi and Nine Nether Sword Saint were both quite intelligent and could naturally guess that Shengshu Cainü had gotten the information from Zhang Ruochen.
But they remained silent and did not speak out.
After all, they owed Shengshu Cainü a huge favor; how could they betray her?
Qingxiao Heavenly King couldn't help but step forward and roar, "My junior brother warned them, which is more than enough. What else do you want? Besides, even if you went, are you a match for my junior brother? You'd only be going to your deaths."
"Qingxiao, how dare you still call Zhang Ruochen your junior brother? Do you want to betray Kunlun Realm too? Have you secretly defected to Guanghan Realm?" Wang Su said.
"Shut up… cough, cough…"
Nine Nether Sword Saint scolded, his voice extremely aged, and he couldn't help coughing.
Wang Su dared not continue and quickly crouched down to support Nine Nether. "Master, are you alright?"
"After taking the sacred medicine, I should live another three to five years. I won't die for now," Nine Nether Sword Saint said.
"Three… five years…"
The voices of the three disciples trembled slightly.
Nine Nether Sword Saint seemed indifferent, as if three to five years were no different from three to five hundred years. "The more urgent the time, the greater the motivation. Who knows, I might soon grasp the opportunity to break through to the Saint King realm."
In the camps of Blade Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm, chaos erupted.
Dongliu Sword Venerable and Fang Yi stopped nursing their injuries and quickly stepped forward to calm everyone down.
The divine envoy of Blade Prison Realm, Blood Wind Spirit, personally entered the sacred mountain to investigate and found the reason for the dozen saints' deaths. He then told Dongliu Sword Venerable and Fang Yi.
Faced with the power of time, even Dongliu Sword Venerable and Fang Yi, with their high talents and formidable methods, were helpless.
Inside the Space Maze, the Rakshasa Princess's beautiful eyes studied Shengshu Cainü. She smiled, "Your little lover is quite interesting. His spiritual power talent is not bad, and he holds a Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book. He seems to have some skill."
"Don't talk nonsense. Our relationship is not as complicated as you think," Zhang Ruochen said.
The Rakshasa Princess said, "Too bad, this concubine heard all your whispers."
Zhang Ruochen's gaze darkened.
To think, both Zhang Ruochen and Shengshu Cainü had spiritual power at the fifty-fourth level, yet their spiritual communication was intercepted by the Rakshasa Princess.
This woman was too formidable.
In front of her, not a single secret could be hidden.
"How about you let her lend me the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book for a while?" the Rakshasa Princess said.
Zhang Ruochen said, "You'd better not set your sights on her, or our cooperation ends here."
Just now, the Rakshasa Princess was only testing Shengshu Cainü's importance in Zhang Ruochen's heart. To control and subdue Zhang Ruochen, she always needed to hold more cards in her hand.
The Rakshasa Princess smiled and did not continue.
In the distance, a vast surge of sacred energy surged forward, arriving at the foot of the sacred mountain.
The saint armies of Great Demon Ten Directions Realm, Eight Divisions Realm, Tianmu Realm, and Guanghan Realm burst out from the sacred energy, each occupying a position, surrounding the entire sacred mountain.
Earlier, when the armies of the three realms came to seize resources, they had already exposed the path opened by Zhang Ruochen and the Rakshasa Princess. They followed closely behind.
Great Demon Ten Directions Realm had the most saints, over ten thousand, with a formidable presence. However, they hid within a demonic mist, not revealing their true forms, appearing quite mysterious.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes moved slightly. "The saint army of Great Demon Ten Directions Realm has arrived. Aren't you going to join them?"
"No rush."
The Rakshasa Princess smiled charmingly. "The saints of Guanghan Realm don't seem to have listened to your orders and have come anyway."
Zhang Ruochen had already noticed the Guanghan Realm saint army and frowned.
The current situation was quite strange, with hidden dangers. The saints of Guanghan Realm should have stayed hidden, not exposed themselves so quickly.
In the Guanghan Realm saint army, Zhang Ruochen spotted Wu Hao.
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng walked toward the Space Maze, stopping at its edge to converse with Zhang Ruochen, asking about the sacred mountain's situation.
Zhang Ruochen did not hide anything and told them everything he knew.
Wen Shusheng said, "Divine Envoy, as the Heir of Time and Space, you should have a way to break the time formation in the sacred mountain, right?"
"Yes, but it would take a long time. And…" Zhang Ruochen said.
Wu Hao asked, "And what?"
Zhang Ruochen said, "Guanghan Realm's forces are thin. Even if I break the time formation, I probably won't get the Merit Wall. It's better not to break it."
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng exchanged glances and both frowned.
The Rakshasa Princess smiled, "Then let's go seize the treasure in the Phoenix Nest first."
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng both looked at the Rakshasa Princess and asked, "Who is she?"
"She calls herself Lingyan Demon Consort," Zhang Ruochen said.
"Lingyan Demon Consort."
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng were both startled, then carefully examined the Rakshasa Princess.
When their eyes met hers, they were attacked by Soul-Stealing Demon Eyes. Both lost their balance and nearly fell.
However, Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng were not ordinary saints. They carried treasures to protect their spiritual will and quickly regained their senses, then retreated awkwardly.
"So rude. How can you stare so directly at a girl?" the Rakshasa Princess said with a charming smile.
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng both showed wary expressions, realizing that "Lingyan Demon Consort" was a terrifying figure, and dared not meet her eyes again.