Chapter 1751: Rage
Thick purple clouds surged into the temple.
Zhenmiao Little Daoist radiated a purple-golden glow, holding the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror in one hand as he stepped over the blood-soaked corpses and swaggered into the temple.
Seeing Zhenmiao Little Daoist’s figure, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden’s pure and beautiful immortal face finally showed a hint of joy.
Since this hundred-thousand-year-old ancient sacred medicine had appeared, Zhang Ruochen must have arrived nearby as well.
The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden had always believed that Zhang Ruochen was the most extraordinary prodigy of this generation in the Kunlun Realm, even surpassing ancient young gods in strength, and always achieving what others could not.
Now, Zhang Ruochen was their only lifeline.
His arrival meant the Kunlun Realm finally had a chance at survival.
However, the other Kunlun Realm cultivators did not recognize Zhenmiao Little Daoist and all wore puzzled expressions. They wondered what this tiny being’s background was and why it would help the Kunlun Realm.
Regardless, at the Kunlun Realm’s most critical moment, anyone willing to risk offending the Paradise Realm to lend a hand deserved their respect.
The kings of the Paradise Realm, however, were burning with rage.
With so many of their strong ones acting together, they had thought it would be easy to annihilate the Kunlun Realm’s saints and saint kings. Yet unexpected events had occurred one after another, causing heavy losses to the Paradise Realm.
Even if they wiped out all the Kunlun Realm cultivators, the Paradise Realm would still have suffered greater losses.
Seeing Juexin King’s corpse, Xun Ya’s eyes were icy cold. “A sacred medicine dares to kill so many saint king elites of the Paradise Realm. Even if you are refined to death, it won’t be enough to atone for your sins.”
Zhenmiao Little Daoist ignored Xun Ya entirely, fixing his gaze on Gongzi Yan. He paused for a moment, then clicked his tongue in admiration. “You actually dared to touch these two little ones. If Zhang Ruochen finds out, even if you flee to the end of the starry sky, he will definitely chase you down and kill you.”
“Oh? It seems you know their relationship with Zhang Ruochen?”
Gongzi Yan smiled, tossing the unconscious Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle to two dwarf saint kings beside him, then walked toward Zhenmiao Little Daoist.
Gongzi Yan was not reckless. Seeing Juexin King killed, he knew this little Daoist was no weakling but possessed formidable combat power.
Thus, with one hand behind his back, he quietly pinched a Space Freezing Talisman between his index and middle fingers.
“So what if I know? Why should I tell you? You seem to have decent cultivation—dare to fight me?” Zhenmiao Little Daoist extended a tiny finger and beckoned at Gongzi Yan.
“Fine, let’s fight.”
Gongzi Yan raised his right hand in a fighting gesture.
But behind his back, the Space Freezing Talisman vanished from his left hand and silently appeared above Zhenmiao Little Daoist’s head.
“Be careful,” the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden warned.
Zhenmiao Little Daoist sensed something and looked up.
“Whoosh—”
The power of the Space Freezing Talisman erupted.
Instantly, the space around Zhenmiao Little Daoist froze solid.
Zhenmiao Little Daoist stared upward, as if petrified, unable to move.
Seeing this, the Kunlun Realm cultivators sighed deeply. A powerful ally had finally arrived, only to be so easily subdued by Gongzi Yan.
Gongzi Yan’s lips curled into a disdainful smile. “To be so careless in front of a Space Controller—you deserve to die.”
Noticing the extraordinary nature of the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror in Zhenmiao Little Daoist’s hand, Gongzi Yan let out a soft exclamation and used Space Transfer to try and take it from a distance.
The Purple Gold Bagua Mirror trembled in Zhenmiao Little Daoist’s hand, about to be taken by Gongzi Yan.
At the temple entrance, a figure appeared.
That figure’s finger traced through the void, and a space rift flew out, severing the connection between Gongzi Yan and the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror.
At the same time, the Space Freezing Talisman shattered with a bang.
Gongzi Yan’s eyes darkened. “Who is it?”
All the cultivators turned their gazes toward the temple entrance.
Against the light, a long shadow stretched across the ground. At the end of the shadow stood a handsome young man holding a golden umbrella—none other than Zhang Ruochen.
Seeing that figure, the pressure on the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden eased by half, and she could no longer sustain the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Art.
The ancient characters floating in the temple flew back like birds returning to their nest, re-entering the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book.
The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden’s slender body trembled slightly as she fell backward.
“Mysterious Maiden.”
Baili Princess extended a hand, pressing it against the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden’s back to support her, while channeling a surge of sacred energy into her meridians and sacred veins.
The space recovered, and Zhenmiao Little Daoist convulsed all over, his face changing drastically. He quickly retreated to Zhang Ruochen’s side before cursing, “If you have the skill, fight me fair and square! Using a talisman to ambush me—what kind of skill is that?”
As he said this, Zhenmiao Little Daoist had lost his earlier arrogance.
After all, the Paradise Realm had many capable individuals with endless tricks. If Zhang Ruochen hadn’t arrived in time, he would have been suppressed by Gongzi Yan.
Gongzi Yan’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Zhang Ruochen, you actually dare to come here. You really aren’t afraid of death. Last time, Zhenyuan and Cihang Fairy saved you. This time, you won’t be so lucky.”
Zhenmiao Little Daoist pointed at Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle, held by the two dwarf saint kings, and whispered a few words to Zhang Ruochen.
Instantly, the calm and indifferent look in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes gave way to a surging, ever-intensifying killing intent.
Gongzi Yan noticed this and retreated beside the two dwarf saint kings, sneering, “It seems I guessed right. These two children do have an extraordinary relationship with you. Could they be your offspring?”
“Was it you who cut off his hand?” Zhang Ruochen’s gaze was sharp.
Even though Chi Kunlun regarded Zhang Ruochen as an enemy and wanted to kill him, Zhang Ruochen had only given him a mild lesson.
He couldn’t bear to be too harsh with him, yet Gongzi Yan had severely wounded his sacred soul and severed his hand.
Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen felt an unprecedented pain in his heart—more painful than if his own hand had been cut off. Even tearing Gongzi Yan limb from limb would be too light a punishment.
“So what if I cut it off? Do you think, with your Fourth-Step Saint King cultivation, you can do anything to me?” Gongzi Yan said.
Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly and took a step forward with his right foot.
“Boom.”
The space within the entire temple trembled like waves, shaking the Paradise Realm kings so much they staggered backward.
“Impossible! Could his mastery of space surpass mine?” Gongzi Yan thought in shock.
Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to take a second step, the sharp battle axes of the two dwarf saint kings hovered over the heads of Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle.
“If you take another step forward, these two children’s heads will be split open like watermelons,” one of the bearded dwarves laughed.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen stop, Gongzi Yan felt he had grasped Zhang Ruochen’s weakness and relaxed completely.
In truth, Gongzi Yan’s hatred for Zhang Ruochen stemmed mainly from an elder in his clan who had praised Zhang Ruochen too highly, considering him a great threat with potential in the Way of Space that Gongzi Yan could not match.
Thus, that elder had ordered Zhang Ruochen’s elimination at all costs.
Gongzi Yan, however, was unconvinced and didn’t think himself inferior to Zhang Ruochen. His resentment festered, and now he wanted to take this chance to humiliate him thoroughly.
“Want to save them? How about you kneel and beg me? Maybe I’ll spare their lives,” Gongzi Yan said.
The Kunlun Realm cultivators all thought, “This is bad.” Those two children were indeed Zhang Ruochen’s weakness. Since they were under Gongzi Yan’s control, Zhang Ruochen would likely have to submit and be manipulated.
Zhenmiao Little Daoist grew worried and quickly said, “Zhang Ruochen, this man is utterly despicable. No matter what you do, he won’t let those two children go.”
Zhang Ruochen’s face was expressionless. “Bring them up.”
Shi Shenghua and Xie Chengzi each dragged a person forward—Wang Xu and Yan Ni—appearing behind Zhang Ruochen.
The Paradise Realm kings immediately stirred.
Wang Xu and Yan Ni had extraordinary backgrounds, especially Wang Xu, who was a close friend of Gongzi Yan.
How had they fallen into Zhang Ruochen’s hands?
“Zhang Ruochen, release our princess immediately. If you dare harm a single hair on her head, the entire Guanghan Realm will pay a heavy price,” a handsome elf man roared furiously.
“Pfft.”
Zhang Ruochen showed no mercy. Using his palm as a blade, he severed Yan Ni’s arm at the shoulder, causing her delicate face to twist in pain as she let out a pained groan.
The kings of the Heavenly Court were all enraged, surrounding Zhang Ruochen and eager to obliterate him on the spot.
“Release them!” Zhang Ruochen roared.
Gongzi Yan clenched his fists. “What if I don’t?”
Zhang Ruochen stomped on Wang Xu’s back, producing a series of cracking sounds. His foot pressed down, causing the divine patterns on Wang Xu’s back to sink.
Finally, the divine patterns were torn apart by spatial force, and Zhang Ruochen’s foot sank into Wang Xu’s back, with a large amount of sacred blood gushing out.
The scene was extremely brutal, and all the kings present shuddered.
“Release them or not?” Zhang Ruochen said.
Gongzi Yan trembled with rage, his eyes bulging as if they might pop out of their sockets.
Xun Ya transmitted a message to Gongzi Yan, “Wang Tian has already fallen. If Wang Xu dies too, the god of the Ruiya Realm will fly into a rage and do anything. If he blames us, it will be very disadvantageous.”
The god of the Ruiya Realm held a transcendent status and had only two offspring: Wang Tian and Wang Xu.
Whoever made him childless would die.
After Wang Tian’s death, the only one who would dare go this far against Wang Xu was probably Zhang Ruochen.
Gongzi Yan gritted his teeth. “The two children can be handed over to you, but the Kunlun Realm cultivators will never be released. Two for two.”