Chapter 1668: Duel Between Two Space Controllers
The full power unleashed by dozens of Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts was immensely formidable. The two already severely injured Scarlet Angels were forced to vomit blood continuously. The four wings they used for defense became a bloody mess.
After some time recovering earlier, Feng Jian had just reattached his broken arms, only to be attacked again by their own side's cultivators. He felt extremely frustrated and roared, "Cang Qing, what are you doing?"
The dozens of beings from the Heavenly Realm Faction outside the space maze were also sweating profusely, desperately trying to control the Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts, but it was too late. They had already killed the ten Decapitated Saint Kings, committing a grave mistake.
The Saint King named Cang Qing quickly explained, "This area is strange. The space has become chaotic, and we can't control the flight paths of the Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts."
"Space formation, it must be a space formation."
"Everyone, attack with full force and shatter this formation."
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Dozens of Saint Kings from the Heavenly Realm Faction activated their Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts with all their might—sacred swords, pagodas, giant cauldrons—colliding within the formation. Every moment, a massive amount of full power erupted.
However, most of this power landed on Qiong Lin, Feng Jian, and the others.
One of the Four-Winged Scarlet Angels, his face pale to the extreme, begged Qiong Lin for help, "Save me, I can't... hold on..."
Above Qiong Lin's head floated a talisman emitting white light, the light resembling a white lotus, blocking all attacks. Hearing the plea, Qiong Lin walked over to the Four-Winged Scarlet Angel and pulled him into the white lotus's light range.
"You two, come over quickly. If the four of us gather together, even in this chaotic space, we can protect ourselves," Qiong Lin said.
Feng Jian was about to walk toward the white lotus when a scream reached his ears.
About ten steps away, another Four-Winged Scarlet Angel stepped into a space trap. His body was instantly torn apart, and he died on the spot.
Feng Jian's body trembled slightly, and he became hesitant.
"It's best not to move recklessly. What if I step into a space vortex too?"
Feng Jian stared at the human scholar, deep fear in his eyes.
He had always known that the Eternal Dao was unstoppable, but he rarely encountered a peer cultivator who had cultivated an Eternal Dao to such a level. This encounter had dealt a heavy blow to Feng Jian.
Accidentally killing ten Saint Kings made Feng Jian hesitate to act again.
The existence of space traps made Feng Jian afraid to take a step.
With both hands and feet bound, what use was even the strongest cultivation?
"From now on, I must prepare one or two trump cards to counter space power." As the leader of a major world, Feng Jian felt quite stifled.
Feng Jian's senses sharpened, and he looked ahead.
He saw that the human scholar now held a broad heavy sword in his hand, with a layer of Sword Dao Profound Gang condensed on the blade. The heavy sword swung horizontally, sending a sword gang flying toward him.
Sword Dao Profound Gang was known as an indestructible offensive force, capable of piercing even Mid-rank Sacred Arts.
"Finally coming for me. Unfortunately, your sword dao skill is remarkable, but your own cultivation realm is still far behind." Feng Jian himself was a top-tier sword dao prodigy and feared no sword attack.
The Sword Dao Profound Gang the opponent swung was only one zhang long, far inferior to his seven-zhang sword gang. This showed that the opponent's cultivation realm was not high.
With the same Sword Eight Great Perfection, the higher the cultivator's realm, the longer the Sword Dao Profound Gang.
The one-zhang-long Sword Dao Profound Gang was still ten steps away from Feng Jian when it suddenly vanished from its spot and reappeared within one step of him.
Feng Jian was not alarmed, as if he had expected this. He swiftly pointed his finger forward.
"Hua"
A sharp light burst from his fingertip, accurately shattering the one-zhang-long Sword Dao Profound Gang.
The power Feng Jian used was also Sword Dao Profound Gang.
Suddenly, Feng Jian's expression changed drastically. He quickly looked up.
Above his head appeared a millstone-sized metal demon crown, condensing into a vast demon cloud. The power emanating from the demon cloud made Feng Jian's sacred soul tremble, as if a Great Saint were standing above him.
Feng Jian finally understood. The Sword Dao Profound Gang the human scholar had unleashed was just a distraction. This metal demon crown was their true killing move.
"It's over... Am I, Feng Jian, to die here? Unwilling! With my unparalleled talent, even if I can't become a god, becoming a supreme Great Saint is still very possible..."
"Crack."
Space trembled, forming ripples.
Then, two heroic figures stepped out of thin air. One wore flawless white robes, elegant and refined, the leader of the Space Divine Temple, Gongzi Yan.
The other wore a three-colored precious armor, with silver-white long hair and a handsome face like a banished immortal, the leader of the Merit Divine Temple, Shang Zihong.
The arrival of the leaders of two divine temples caused a huge commotion, marking the escalation of the situation to a new level.
Seeing the blood and bones in the space maze, even Shang Zihong, with his excellent composure, showed a dark glint in his eyes. Then, his gaze fell on the human scholar in the space maze.
Seeing Shang Zihong and Gongzi Yan arrive, Feng Jian was overjoyed. He quickly activated his trump cards one after another—Ten-Thousand Pattern War Artifacts, protective talismans, protective divine patterns—all powers unleashed to block the metal demon crown.
If he could hold off the metal demon crown for just a moment, Shang Zihong and Gongzi Yan's strength would be enough to crush those two mysterious freaks.
"Twisting the space of this area and setting up a space maze. Heh, interesting, but your space mastery is still shallow."
Gongzi Yan pressed his palm forward, and space rules surged out. He softly murmured, "Restore."
The chaotic space in that area instantly flattened and returned to normal.
Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan poured out their sacred qi with all their might, activating a Supreme power within the metal demon crown. Immediately, "bang bang" sounds of explosions rang out. The Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts and protective talismans above Feng Jian's head shattered continuously, leaving only the divine light from the protective divine patterns to hold on.
"Heavens... a Supreme Sacred Artifact... Master Zihong, save me..."
Feeling the Supreme power, Feng Jian could no longer stay calm. Fear was written all over his face.
Countless beings present were shocked. They never expected these two strange figures, one scholarly and one martial, to be so terrifying, even carrying a Supreme Sacred Artifact. No wonder they were so bold.
"Who gave you the audacity? Do you think you can suppress and kill a world leader?"
Gongzi Yan extended his hand again, keeping it slightly clenched, causing space to tremble slightly. He intended to use a space transport technique to save Feng Jian.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed. In his qi sea, space rules flowed out, gathering at his fingertips.
"Chi chi."
He slashed his finger forward, sending out a one-zhang-long massive space rift that accurately severed the spatial connection between Gongzi Yan and Feng Jian.
"Such a move. I underestimated you." Gongzi Yan spoke calmly, but inwardly, he was surprised.
What surprised him was not that Zhang Ruochen could cut off his space transport technique—after all, Gongzi Yan hadn't fully mastered it yet.
What surprised Gongzi Yan was that the human scholar could accurately judge the spatial connection route between him and Feng Jian. That was quite impressive.
"Pfft."
With a scream, the Supreme power from the metal demon crown tore through the divine patterns on Feng Jian's body, crushing him into pieces.
A world leader fell. His sacred bones turned to dust, and his sacred blood splattered everywhere.
"Boom."
The ground beneath Feng Jian collapsed, and the Supreme power spread far and wide, forcing all cultivators to retreat rapidly.
Only Gongzi Yan and Shang Zihong unleashed their formidable strength, breaking through the Supreme power and turning into two streaks of light, rushing toward Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.
To kill a world leader of the Heavenly Realm Faction right before their eyes was like slapping them both in the face in front of everyone.
"Let's go."
Zhang Ruochen pulled Xiang Chunan into the pre-arranged Space Teleportation Array.
"Leaving? Do you think it's that easy?"
Shang Zihong's eyes were cold, murderous intent blazing. He plucked a vermilion feather from above his head and shot it out.
"Caw."
The feather shimmered with flames, transforming into a strange bird dozens of zhang long, unleashing terrifying power fluctuations. The power was even more fearsome than Qiong Lin's battle might, likely comparable to a Nine-Step Saint King.
"That flame bird could tear us apart with just one claw. Who is this person? So terrifying."
Even Xiang Chunan's expression changed drastically.
Zhang Ruochen hadn't expected Shang Zihong's strength to be so terrifying. Without even acting personally, just shooting a feather gave him power comparable to a peak Eight-Step Saint King, or even a Nine-Step Saint King, far beyond what he could currently contend with.
Fearing the Space Teleportation Array might be shattered before it fully activated, Zhang Ruochen threw over a dozen Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts at the flame bird.
At the same time, he raised both hands, releasing space rules.
"Boom."
The remaining five space traps underground were all activated, forming five space rift vortexes that merged into one. The vortex became enormous, sweeping across the sky and earth, charging straight at Shang Zihong and Gongzi Yan.
The flame bird flapped its wings, sending all the Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts Zhang Ruochen had thrown flying.
On the other side, Gongzi Yan softly murmured, "Freeze."
The power of space freezing erupted, and the rampaging space rift vortex shrank rapidly, disappearing completely by the time it reached Gongzi Yan.
"Hua"
Seizing that brief moment, the Space Teleportation Array emitted blinding white light, and Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan vanished from the spot.
Gongzi Yan arrived at the edge of the Space Teleportation Array, a hint of contempt in his voice, "Ignorant. Do you think using a Space Teleportation Array can let you escape? Let me see where you've teleported to."
"Snap."
Just as Gongzi Yan was about to investigate, a cracking sound rang out.
Before him, the small Space Teleportation Array shattered into pieces and collapsed, soon becoming a large pit.
"A... disposable teleportation array. How infuriating. Don't let me meet you again." Gongzi Yan clenched his fists, his eyes dark.
This was the first time Gongzi Yan had encountered such a troublesome peer space cultivator, and in this duel, as a space controller, he had gained no advantage at all.