# Chapter 1853: Divine Cliff Master Went to Luo River
A hint of a smile flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. He opened a space teleportation scroll and slapped it onto Blood Hunter Hongdong's back.
Under the force of the impact, Blood Hunter Hongdong's corpse lunged toward the projection of the Silver Armor Patrol Envoy.
"Rustle."
The space teleportation scroll emitted a bright light, and a large number of space inscription runes spread outward.
Space trembled slightly, forming ripples like water patterns.
Blood Hunter Hongdong and the Silver Armor Patrol Envoy's projection vanished simultaneously.
Zhang Ruochen raised his head, looking at the Silver Armor Patrol Envoy standing ten thousand miles high in the sky, and said, "Help me test whether the space teleportation scroll can successfully perform spatial teleportation. Thank you."
Space teleportation carried a certain degree of danger. If handled carelessly, the one being teleported could fall into the void space.
Especially when using scroll teleportation, the danger was even greater. It had to be tested before use.
At this moment, the Silver Armor Patrol Envoy's heart burned with rage. He wanted nothing more than to disregard everything and descend divine punishment, striking Zhang Ruochen dead.
A strand of Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power flew ten thousand miles away and entered his ear: "The scene of you killing Blood Hunter Hongdong just now has been seen by many cultivators. Perhaps some of them have already copied the image."
"I can hand over the evidence of Blood Hunter Hongdong's massacre of the Divine Sword Sacred Land to you, so you have something to explain to the Heavenly Palace."
As he said this, Zhang Ruochen raised the scroll and gently shook it at the Silver Armor Patrol Envoy.
The Silver Armor Patrol Envoy, who had been about to descend divine punishment, restrained his emotions and said, "Give it to me."
"First answer me—did your projection successfully teleport?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Since becoming a Great Saint, the Silver Armor Patrol Envoy had never been toyed with like this by a being below the Great Saint realm. The fury in his heart seemed capable of burning heaven and earth.
"It succeeded."
The Silver Armor Patrol Envoy forced these words out through gritted teeth.
Zhang Ruochen said calmly, "I want the exact data."
"Teleportation distance: three hundred sixty thousand miles. Zhang Ruochen, don't go too far. Be careful of the day you fall into my hands." The Silver Armor Patrol Envoy said.
"Here you go."
Zhang Ruochen threw the scroll out, then, carrying the Swallowing Elephant Rabbit, performed a Great Space Teleportation and vanished from the spot.
The Silver Armor Patrol Envoy sent a projection down to the Kunlun Realm, reaching out through the void to grab the scroll.
"Boom."
Suddenly, the scroll exploded, releasing a powerful energy that shattered the projection.
The surrounding space collapsed, turning into a zone of spatial fragmentation.
The Silver Armor Patrol Envoy's hair stood on end with rage as he roared, "Zhang Ruochen, you're asking for death!"
Back in the Eastern Domain Sacred City, Zhang Ruochen heard the Patrol Envoy's furious roar and merely smiled faintly.
Zhang Ruochen didn't believe the Patrol Envoy would dare to openly descend divine punishment to kill him. After all, he hadn't killed Blood Hunter Hongdong, nor was there evidence that he had captured Tianchen.
As long as divine punishment didn't descend, Zhang Ruochen wasn't afraid of any other means the Patrol Envoy might use. After all, the current Zhang Ruochen had already stepped into the ranks of top-tier experts below the Great Saint realm.
Now, it was the Patrol Envoy's turn to have a headache figuring out how to explain to the Heavenly Palace why he had killed Blood Hunter Hongdong.
The eight divine stones had all been consumed, and the sundial had stopped operating.
Actually, Zhang Ruochen still had one divine stone—the one embedded in Daxi Wang's crystal holy staff.
However, a single divine stone couldn't activate the sundial, so Zhang Ruochen hadn't dug it out.
"With a divine stone embedded in it, this holy staff must be extraordinary."
"But that day, Daxi Wang didn't use the divine stone to activate the staff. Was it because her current spiritual power level couldn't activate it? Or because she didn't have time?"
Regardless, this crystal holy staff was definitely not ordinary and needed to be properly preserved.
When Lu Huaiyu learned that Zhang Ruochen had killed Blood Hunter Hongdong, he immediately brought a group of cultivators from the Divine Sword Sacred Land to pay their respects.
Risking offending the Patrol Envoy to seek justice for their Divine Sword Sacred Land—the cultivators were genuinely moved.
Previously, they had only regarded Zhang Ruochen as the crown prince of the former dynasty, without much sense of belonging.
But now, they were sincerely convinced, both admiring and grateful to Zhang Ruochen.
"Your Highness, the black altar has been fully repaired." Lu Huaiyu reported.
A hint of joy appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face. "Take me to see it."
The black altar was something Zhang Ruochen had seized from a fifty-ninth-level spiritual power Saint King of the Nether God Hall. However, the True Marvel Little Daoist had split it in two with the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror, causing severe damage.
Over these eight years, Lu Huaiyu and the True Marvel Little Daoist hadn't only been cultivating; they had also spent time on artifact refining.
The black altar was a hundred zhang tall, divided into six levels, with stairs built into it and eighteen formation flags inserted, fluttering in the wind.
Those eighteen formation flags were refined by Xiao Hei, who called them the "Heaven-Burning Earth-Refining Grand Formation," part of a ninth-rank grand formation. Lu Huaiyu and the True Marvel Little Daoist had combined the eighteen formation flags with the ninth-rank formation inscription runes inside the black altar.
The interior of the black altar originally contained a simple ninth-rank grand formation.
The True Marvel Little Daoist stood at the top of the altar, quite proud of himself: "Zhang Ruochen, see for yourself? This Daoist never boasts, unlike that owl. The black altar's power now is far greater than before. Want to give it a try?"
Zhang Ruochen ascended the black altar, stood at its center, and released the spiritual power from his sacred heart.
"Sizzle, sizzle."
Blood-red patterns emerged on the surface of the black altar, like blood vessels inside a living being. The formation flags inserted in the eighteen directions made a "rustling" sound, emitting flames that turned into eighteen clouds of fire.
Even without fully activating it, the cultivators throughout the entire city were alarmed by the aura emanating from the black altar.
They looked at each other, wondering if Zhang Ruochen had obtained some other supreme treasure.
Zhang Ruochen didn't continue activating the black altar. He withdrew his spiritual power, a satisfied expression appearing in his eyes. He asked, "How many sacred stones does it take to fully activate the black altar once?"
"At least one million." Lu Huaiyu said.
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly. It was within his acceptable range.
After all, he controlled an ancient ore vein that could continuously yield sacred stones.
Zhang Ruochen asked again, "I gave you the tortoise shell fragment. Have you fused it with the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror?"
The tortoise shell fragment was something the Heavenly Beginning Fairy had purchased for one million sacred stones—a gift of great weight and sentiment.
When he gave it to the True Marvel Little Daoist, Zhang Ruochen had intended to make him pay one hundred billion sacred stones for it.
But the True Marvel Little Daoist kept crying poverty, and in the end, Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to give him the tortoise shell fragment anyway.
Since he had already given away seven divine throne planets, Zhang Ruochen naturally wouldn't be stingy with a fragment of a supreme sacred artifact.
The True Marvel Little Daoist chuckled, took out the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror, and held it in his hands. "Just one more small piece, and the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror can become a complete supreme sacred artifact. Then, this Daoist will be unmatched, ascending to heaven and diving into the earth—who can contend with me?"
"That one small piece might never be found." Zhang Ruochen said.
The True Marvel Little Daoist didn't seem to care. "No problem. If it really can't be found, I can use other materials to replace it and complete it."
"A supreme sacred artifact must have an artifact spirit to unleash its true power. The Purple Gold Bagua Mirror probably doesn't have an artifact spirit, does it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"Well..."
The True Marvel Little Daoist's mouth curled into a smile. "If it were before, I wouldn't have told you. But since you consider me one of your own, I won't treat you as an outsider. Actually, if I'm really pushed to the limit, I can merge with the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror. At that time, I will become the artifact spirit."
Zhang Ruochen wasn't surprised.
At Wang Mountain, the True Marvel Little Daoist had merged with the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror to unleash unparalleled power, breaking through the simple ninth-rank grand formation and splitting the black altar in two.
Without an artifact spirit, turning oneself into one—probably only the True Marvel Little Daoist would dare to do such a thing.
Zhang Ruochen said, "There's another thing I'm quite curious about. The Purple Gold Bagua Mirror was in the hands of the True Lord Luotian's corpse. How did you take it away? And where did the True Lord Luotian's corpse go?"
The True Marvel Little Daoist's eyes rolled around, evading the question. "What are you suspecting? Of course, the True Lord Luotian's corpse is still at the God-Sealing Platform. Could it get up and run away on its own?"
Zhang Ruochen was about to press further when he suddenly sensed something and looked up.
A light talisman flew in from the horizon.
It was a message from Shengshu Cainü:
"Divine Cliff Master went to Luo River, then disappeared from the Heavenly Chessboard. Zhang Ruochen, be careful. Even a wounded formation earth master should not be underestimated."
"Luo River..."
Zhang Ruochen clenched the light talisman tightly, his expression turning stern.
Knowing he couldn't gain anything at the Eastern Domain Sacred City, Divine Cliff Master had surely gone to Luo River to take revenge on the Heavenly Beginning Fairy. He might even go to Wang Mountain to destroy Zhang Ruochen's foundation.
"Tell Xiao Yezi it's extremely urgent. Have her come to Luo River immediately to meet up with me."
Zhang Ruochen instructed Lu Huaiyu, then mounted the black altar, shot into the sky, flew out of the Eastern Domain Sacred City, and headed for the space wormhole outside the city.
"What happened?" The True Marvel Little Daoist asked.
Zhang Ruochen's face was extremely cold. "To kill the owner of seven divine throne planets."
Through wormhole space and teleportation formations, Zhang Ruochen pushed his speed to the limit. In less than half a day, he arrived at the banks of Luo River.
The blazing sun hung high in the sky.
White mist drifted over the surface of Luo River, layer upon layer, blocking visibility and making it difficult to see deep into the waters.
It was well known that Luo River contained many dangers. Only on starry, moonless nights, following a special star path, could one enter the depths of the waters.
"Divine Cliff Master must have already entered Luo River. I can't wait any longer."
Zhang Ruochen had no time to wait for a starry, moonless night. He drove the black altar and charged toward Luo River.
Even Ji Fanxin dared to venture into Luo River alone. As the Heir of Time and Space, why shouldn't he?
But before he could even reach the airspace above the waters, four golden figures flew out from the river, blocking the black altar. One of them called out loudly, "The Crown Prince has ordered the blockade of Luo River. No unauthorized personnel may enter."
Zhang Ruochen recognized them—they were the Golden Armor Imperial Guards under the Dizu Crown Prince.
Zhang Ruochen had no time for idle talk with them. He roared, "Get out of the way."
"Boom."
Four balls of lightning flew from the black altar, striking the four Golden Armor Imperial Guards and sending them flying, crashing into the water.
"Who dares to attack the imperial guards of the Dizu Divine Dynasty?"
Several figures with powerful auras appeared on the surface of Luo River.
Among them was an old man with four arms whom Zhang Ruochen remembered well. He had seen him on a planet deep within Luo River. His name was Que Gonggong, the number one expert under the Dizu Crown Prince.