# Chapter 1472: Nine Radiance Divine Tears
In the dense forest, inside an ancient castle built from piled-up rocks, a large number of top-tier Rakshasa Clan experts had gathered. Fourth-rank Marquises and Third-rank Marquises could be seen everywhere patrolling the castle.
In the central area of the castle, there was an extremely complex formation occupying an area of over three hundred zhang in radius.
The Rakshasa Princess stood within the formation, studying the inscriptions inside. Her expression was focused, and her beautiful face appeared especially radiant under the glow of the formation's light.
Yang Qi stood with his arms crossed at the edge of the formation, quietly watching her, secretly admiring in his heart, "The Princess is truly worthy of being the number one prodigy of the Rakshasa Clan. Not only is her martial arts strength unmatched, even her attainments in formations rival those formation masters who have devoted their lives to studying them."
With Yang Qi's cultivation, even he had suffered greatly when he accidentally stumbled into this ancient formation. Yet the Princess had stepped into it with ease and was now studying the formation, seemingly wanting to reconstruct it herself.
The Rakshasa Princess smiled slightly and said, "This formation is somewhat similar to the barrier zone at the deepest part of the Phoenix Nest. If we can break it, perhaps we might find a way to break through that barrier zone."
Yang Qi said, "Has the Princess already crossed the ninety-nine sacred mountains and gone to the Phoenix Nest?"
"That's right," the Rakshasa Princess said.
Yang Qi's eyes showed admiration, and he said, "Up until now, even the most top-tier saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo have not been able to cross the innermost thirty-three sacred mountains. Yet the Princess can come and go freely. Yang Qi is extremely impressed."
The Rakshasa Princess's gaze was fixed on the formation, and her red lips curled slightly upward as she said, "We are both intelligent people, so why do you have to flatter me so deliberately? With your strength, would it be difficult for you to break into the innermost thirty-three sacred mountains?"
Yang Qi smiled and was about to say something more when he suddenly sensed something. His gaze turned toward the direction of the castle gate.
He saw Lingquan Young Master walking in with nine First-rank Marquises.
What surprised Yang Qi was that they all carried injuries to varying degrees.
Among them, Xianli Marquis was the most severely injured and had already fainted.
Yang Qi and Lingquan Young Master had always been competitors, and Yang Qi knew well how powerful Lingquan Young Master was. This was the first time he had seen him suffer such a great loss.
"Lingquan, why are you so disheveled? Were you surrounded and attacked by the Seven Realms?" Yang Qi asked with narrowed eyes and a smile.
Lingquan Young Master glared at him, snorted coldly, then cupped his hands and bowed to the Rakshasa Princess. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I beg the Princess to let me lead the Rakshasa army to destroy the saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo right now."
The Rakshasa Princess walked out of the formation and looked at them, somewhat surprised. "Fengxing Marquis didn't even come back. It seems your losses are not small. Tell me, what kind of formidable figure managed to make the renowned Lingquan Young Master suffer such a great loss?"
Lingquan Young Master clenched his teeth, burning with anger, and said, "Fengxing Marquis was killed by that Divine Envoy of Guanghan Realm. This is a blood feud, and I hope the Princess will give me a chance to take revenge."
"Zhang Ruochen."
The Rakshasa Princess was first somewhat surprised, then a smile appeared on her charming face. "Zhang Ruochen's strength is indeed not bad, but his cultivation hasn't fully risen yet. He's only a True Saint, so he shouldn't be your match. How did you still suffer such a great defeat?"
"If it were just Zhang Ruochen alone, of course he wouldn't be enough to defeat me. But this time, a strange thing happened. Another quite formidable character appeared, or perhaps... nine of them..." Lingquan Young Master said.
"Is it one, or nine?" Yang Qi asked.
Then, Lingquan Young Master described in detail the scene of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maidens merging into one, not missing any detail.
Because Lingquan Young Master knew that the Princess had read extensively and knew everything under heaven. What he couldn't understand, perhaps the Princess could guess the reason.
After listening to Lingquan Young Master's explanation, the Rakshasa Princess's expression gradually became serious. She fell into deep thought, and after a long while, she murmured to herself, "Could it be the legendary Nine Radiance Divine Tears?"
Lingquan Young Master asked in confusion, "What are the Nine Radiance Divine Tears?"
The Rakshasa Princess said, "This matter is related to a super big shot, but that super big shot fell in the divine war one hundred thousand years ago."
Yang Qi's expression moved, and he said, "Could the Princess be referring to Nine Radiance Divine Lord?"
"How is that possible?"
Lingquan Young Master was startled. He knew that even after one hundred thousand years, Nine Radiance Divine Lord was still renowned in the Hell Realm. Even Rakshasa Monarch-level existences would tremble in fear when hearing his name.
Some figures, even after death, could still intimidate later generations.
The Rakshasa Princess nodded slightly and said, "The so-called Nine Radiances are nine extremely powerful forces: Sun, Moon, Luo Hou, Ji Du, Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. Luo Hou represents destruction, and Ji Du represents wisdom. Nine Radiance Divine Lord was the only existence in the universe who simultaneously cultivated all nine forces to their peak, and he was also the sacred path controller of a great world one hundred thousand years ago."
"Legend has it that when Nine Radiance Divine Lord fell, all his divine power erupted, destroying an entire starry sky. Only nine tears scattered, turning into nine meteors that fell into the Kunlun Realm."
"There are many legends about the Nine Radiance Divine Tears. Some say they are the essence of Nine Radiance Divine Lord's divine power; others say the divine tears contain vast knowledge inheritance; and still others say there are no such things as the Nine Radiance Divine Tears, that later generations simply couldn't bear to believe Nine Radiance Divine Lord had fallen and fabricated the story."
"According to what Lingquan Young Master said, the physiques of those nine heaven's proud daughters are all different, somewhat similar to the nine forces of Nine Radiance Divine Lord."
Yang Qi's gaze became very sharp, and he said, "If they truly inherited the nine forces of Nine Radiance Divine Lord, then their threat is no less than Zhang Ruochen's. They must be eliminated as soon as possible."
The Rakshasa Princess gently touched her pointed chin with a slender jade finger and said, "After I finish studying this ancient formation, I will personally go and meet them. If they truly inherited the power of Nine Radiance Divine Lord, I will capture them and refine them back into Nine Radiance Divine Tears."
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Crazy Demon was a three-hundred-year-old expert from the Eight Realms, having already reached the Half-Saint King level. On the battlefield of the saint merit war, he was definitely one of the top experts.
For the past half month, Crazy Demon had been walking through the dense forest, hunting Rakshasa Marquises, collecting quite a bit of blood and remnant souls.
Of course, when encountering saints from other great worlds, Crazy Demon would not show mercy either and would decisively strike to rob them.
At this moment, the Rakshasa blood and remnant souls of several dozen saints from the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm had been completely plundered by Crazy Demon. However, Crazy Demon did not kill them, sparing their lives.
First, Crazy Demon was quite confident in his own strength and was not afraid of their revenge.
Second, Crazy Demon felt that the Heavenly Mother Realm and the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm were only in a competitive relationship, not an enemy relationship. Since it was competition, he only needed to take what he needed; there was no need to kill them.
"These saints from the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm have collected quite a bit of Rakshasa blood and remnant souls, at least worth two hundred and fifty thousand merit points."
Crazy Demon carried the storage bag, a satisfied smile on his face.
Suddenly, the smile on his face quickly froze. He quickly grabbed the iron rod at his waist and fiercely swung it backward.
Behind Crazy Demon, there was nothing.
However, as the iron rod swung through, the space trembled slightly, forming ripples like water rings.
"As expected of one of the top five experts of the Heavenly Mother Realm, your perception is indeed quite sharp." A woman's laughter came through.
However, she was rapidly changing positions. Even with Crazy Demon's cultivation, it was difficult to lock onto her location, so he could only guard cautiously.
Crazy Demon remained calm in the face of danger and said, "Which realm's expert are you? Are you deliberately testing me?"
"No one is testing you. I came here to rob you of your Rakshasa blood and remnant souls." The woman's voice sounded again.
The voice was sometimes far, sometimes near, very eerie.
Crazy Demon couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Someone actually dares to rob me? Do they really think Crazy Demon doesn't kill people?"
Han Qiu walked out from the void and landed opposite Crazy Demon. "Our sect master has been observing you for a long time. He thinks you're not bad and has decided to only rob you once."
Crazy Demon sneered coldly. "Who the hell is your sect master? The person who wants to rob me, Crazy Demon, hasn't been born yet."
"I advise you to cooperate honestly. You might be able to keep your life." A cold voice came from behind Crazy Demon.
A Le carried a rusty iron sword and stepped on fallen leaves stained with blood, walking until he was within ten zhang of Crazy Demon before stopping.
Ten zhang was the distance for his one-sword kill.
Crazy Demon sensed a dangerous aura from A Le and then asked, "Who exactly is your sect master?"
"Of course, a good person," Han Qiu said.
"A good person still robs others?" Crazy Demon cursed inwardly. Then, he mobilized the sacred qi within his body and quietly injected it into the iron rod in his hand. Golden patterns shaped like tadpoles appeared on the rod.
"Whoosh."
The surrounding space shook violently, as if heaven and earth were about to shatter.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared out of thin air beside Crazy Demon, less than three feet away from him. He reached out a hand and pressed it on Crazy Demon's shoulder. "I only want the Rakshasa blood and remnant souls. I don't want to kill. Of course, if you attack me, I will definitely fight back. If an accident happens and you end up dead here, I can only say I'm sorry."
The palm Zhang Ruochen pressed on Crazy Demon's shoulder used a quite formidable hidden force, causing Crazy Demon's entire arm to go numb and lose feeling.
Crazy Demon recognized Zhang Ruochen as the Divine Envoy of Guanghan Realm, a shameless person who loved to take advantage of others' misfortune.
If he hadn't focused all his attention on A Le and Han Qiu, even if Zhang Ruochen used space power, how could he have dislocated his arm with one strike?
It was a conspiracy.
From the beginning, it was a conspiracy.
Crazy Demon had witnessed Zhang Ruochen's ruthlessness and didn't dare to joke with his own life. He let out a dry laugh. "What do you mean by 'only rob once'?"
Han Qiu revealed her white teeth and smiled. "It means that after robbing you this time, we'll be friends, and we won't rob you again. You can even join us to rob others. Don't you think meeting us is quite a fortunate thing?"
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(For someone with slow hands, I finally managed to finish three chapters.)