# Chapter 1909: Invincible and Unstoppable
"Not good."
Nine Eyes Heavenly King's expression changed drastically, a shadow of dread enveloping his heart.
Immediately, he struck out with his Supreme Sacred Artifact-level ancient mirror, fully activating the Supreme power within the mirror.
"Crack."
The Yin-Yang Taiji pattern formed by Blood Drop Sword and Abyssal Ancient Sword was razor-sharp, sword energy crisscrossing, easily splitting the Saint-Annihilating Warship in two, like two steel mountains crashing downward.
In an instant, a large number of Undying Blood Clan cultivators had their bodies shattered by sword energy, their forms and spirits completely obliterated.
"Boom."
Two loud sounds.
The two halves of the Saint-Annihilating Warship fell to the ground, creating two large craters, the earth shaking from the impact.
"Whoosh."
The ancient mirror bloomed with brilliant light, countless inscriptions interweaving, Supreme power condensing into a shimmering divine sea, blocking the path of Blood Drop Sword and Abyssal Ancient Sword, as if trying to trap them.
But the Yin-Yang Taiji pattern spun forward, piercing through the Supreme power with irresistible force, shattering the divine sea.
The tip of Blood Drop Sword struck the center of the ancient mirror, sending it flying backward.
"Crackle."
Clearly visible, several cracks appeared on the ancient mirror, worsening its damage.
However, taking this opportunity, Nine Eyes Heavenly King managed to escape far enough, avoiding the attack of the Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation.
Just as Nine Eyes Heavenly King wanted to retrieve the ancient mirror, Zhang Ruochen mobilized spatial power, reaching out a hand to grab through the air.
Immediately, a palm print dozens of feet long appeared above the ancient mirror, a spatial vortex forming in the palm's center, grabbing the mirror whose inscriptions had dimmed, forcibly suppressing it with spatial power.
Although the ancient mirror was a Supreme Sacred Artifact, it was severely damaged and had no artifact spirit, making suppression not difficult.
Seeing the ancient mirror taken away, Nine Eyes Heavenly King's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as he roared: "Return the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror to this king!"
The White Bone Sacred Mountain was already half-destroyed. If he lost the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror as well, his losses this time would be too great. How could he compete with the proud prodigies of the Undying Blood Clan and other Hell Realm races in the future?
"Fine, I'll return it."
The spiritual energy and sacred energy of heaven and earth converged toward Zhang Ruochen, rushing into the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror.
The mirror's surface revealed a sea of inscriptions, each one clear and distinct, the terrifying Supreme power surging, far surpassing when it was in Nine Eyes Heavenly King's hands.
"Damn it!"
Nine Eyes Heavenly King's pupils contracted, his heart filled with dread.
He could already feel that his connection with the mirror had been severed. In the blink of an eye, the mirror had changed owners.
"Fall back quickly."
Xia Wenxin also sensed the danger, fully activating the Saint-Annihilating Warship. Light spots appeared on the ship's surface, spreading out like stars in the sky, forming formation marks.
Countless bolts of lightning flew from the formation marks, making the sky flicker between light and dark.
Zhang Ruochen had anticipated Xia Wenxin's interference, so he recalled Abyssal Ancient Sword and Blood Drop Sword at the first moment, quickly drawing a circle with his left hand, controlling the two swords to block the attack power from Xia Wenxin and the Saint-Annihilating Warship.
With his right hand, he struck out with the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror, targeting Nine Eyes Heavenly King.
At the same time, the Azure Sky Floating Pagoda flew out, attacking Blood Butcher God Son.
Attacking three God Sons simultaneously—truly domineering and extraordinary.
The Unceasing Hell Pagoda had been knocked flying twice in succession, its power completely expended, unable to unleash too much strength in a short time, so using the Azure Sky Floating Pagoda was sufficient.
"Despicable."
Nine Eyes Heavenly King clenched his fists, fury burning in his heart.
Seeing that he couldn't rely on anyone, he had no choice but to take out the half-section of White Bone Sacred Mountain containing divine bones and raise it up.
The aura emitted by the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror was too terrifying, making him feel a great threat. Even if he endured it, he would be severely injured if not killed.
On the other side, Xia Wenxin's expression was also grave as he struck out with the God-Annihilating Cross Shield.
He had already realized that the sword formation formed by Blood Drop Sword and Abyssal Ancient Sword was indestructible. Even the Saint-Annihilating Warship couldn't withstand their slashes.
The previous two Saint-Annihilating Warships were the best examples.
"Boom."
The Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror released Supreme power, instantly engulfing the White Bone Sacred Mountain.
"Crack."
The White Bone Sacred Mountain emitted sounds of breaking and disintegrating, many sacred bones instantly shattering into powder.
With this strike, the White Bone Sacred Mountain was essentially destroyed. The cost of repairing it would be no less than refining a new one.
Nine Eyes Heavenly King's heart was bleeding. He was on the verge of going mad, wishing he could tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces.
The Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror was originally his war artifact, yet Zhang Ruochen controlled it and used it against him—utterly detestable.
The only consolation was that the White Bone Sacred Mountain had blocked the Supreme power for him, allowing him to escape danger for now.
Immediately, Nine Eyes Heavenly King flashed toward the Saint-Annihilating Warship where Xia Wenxin was.
At a time like this, he absolutely couldn't be alone, or he would surely die.
The power of the Saint-Annihilating Warship, combined with the God-Annihilating Cross Shield, clashed fiercely with Blood Drop Sword and Abyssal Ancient Sword, locked in a stalemate for a short time.
"Whoosh."
With Nine Eyes Heavenly King personally commanding the Saint-Annihilating Warship, tens of thousands of Undying Blood Clan cultivators mobilized their sacred energy together. From the top of the warship, one hundred and eighty light pillars flew out, connecting into a battle formation.
At the center of the formation, a giant axe condensed, slashing down violently.
At the same time, three other battle formations condensed, weaving three war weapons, emitting vast power.
"Break."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were icy cold. He brought his hands together, forming a sword path finger seal. Blood Drop Sword and Abyssal Ancient Sword spun faster and faster, the power of the Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation further increasing.
This entire world transformed into yin and yang, two different colors.
From the sword formation, four sword auras flew out.
Like white rainbows piercing the sun, the four sword auras easily shattered the four giant war weapons condensed by the Saint-Annihilating Warship.
"Swish."
On the ground, ten thousand Undying Blood Clan cultivators arranged in a square formation, striking out ten thousand sacred lights, like meteors streaking across the sky, crashing toward Zhang Ruochen.
Each sacred light was a sacred artifact.
Ten thousand sacred lights meant ten thousand sacred artifacts.
With so many sacred artifacts striking simultaneously, unleashing their full power, they could sink an entire continent, extinguishing all life.
Zhang Ruochen remained calm and unhurried. With a wave of his sleeve, he recalled Abyssal Ancient Sword and Blood Drop Sword, spinning them before him, producing a rustling sword cry.
Ten thousand sacred artifacts crashed in, their momentum overwhelming, but upon touching the Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation, they were all swept in.
The Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation rotated like an apocalyptic millstone, stirring the yin and yang of heaven and earth, crushing everything in the world.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Within the sword formation, all sacred artifacts exploded, turning into pieces of scrap metal.
"My god, is Zhang Ruochen possessed by a true god? Ten thousand sacred artifacts attacked, and they were all destroyed."
"My Flame Split Blade... is it destroyed just like that?"
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"Roar."
Bao Lie roared loudly, his body expanding, returning to his original form, charging into the battle formation that had struck out the ten thousand sacred artifacts.
The Undying Blood Clan cultivators in the formation, their sacred artifacts destroyed, fell into chaos. Bao Lie knocked them over, killing half of them in an instant.
On the other side, Ji Fanxin also made her move. With a gentle flick of her jade finger, the air trembled slightly. Countless petals fell, the fragrance of flowers spreading, enveloping another ten-thousand-man battle formation.
The petals looked beautiful, like carved ice and jade, but they hid deadly intent. Each one could kill.
In the blink of an eye, many petals were stained with blood, exuding an eerie feeling.
At some point, Luo Yi appeared in the ranks, helping Xiang Chunan, Murong Yue, and others attack the Undying Blood Clan army.
He intervened quite timely, killing an Undying Blood Clan Saint King who was ambushing Xiang Chunan, and also helping Murong Yue block an attack from another Nine-Step Saint King realm expert.
"Good brother, thank you."
Xiang Chunan looked at Luo Yi with grateful eyes.
On the other side, Shi Qiankun took out the Sword Tomb Palace, coordinating with Xiang Chunan and others to attack one of the Undying Blood Clan battle formations.
The Sword Tomb Palace was not just a palace; it was also a powerful sacred artifact. Activated by Shi Qiankun and the cultivators of the Town Prison Ancient Clan, it transformed into a pyramid-like palace dozens of miles long.
In this battle, because of Zhang Ruochen's desperate counterattack, they gradually gained the upper hand. How could the cultivators of the Town Prison Ancient Clan, as masters of the Sword Grave, continue to stand by?
They too wanted to fight.
"Suppress and kill."
Shi Qiankun struck out with the Sword Tomb Palace while scattering hundreds of Blood-Suppressing Talismans.
The Undying Blood Clan's battle formation was originally very stable, showing no weaknesses, but under the attack of the Blood-Suppressing Talismans and the Sword Tomb Palace, it immediately collapsed.
The most intense battlefield was still where Zhang Ruochen was.
Zhang Ruochen wielded the Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation, forcing the remaining Saint-Annihilating Warship to retreat continuously.
If not for the God-Annihilating Cross Shield blocking, it would have been shattered long ago.
As for Blood Butcher God Son, his situation was also not good. The Azure Sky Floating Pagoda bombarded continuously, preventing him from unleashing the powerful force of the Unceasing Hell Pagoda, forcing him to only passively defend.
Since he started his cultivation journey, he had never experienced such a frustrating battle.
"This should end."
After the fierce battle earlier, Zhang Ruochen had already reached close to the Saint-Annihilating Warship. The timing was right, so he took out a spatial scroll and struck it out.
"Boom."
As space collapsed, the formations on the periphery of the Saint-Annihilating Warship shattered one after another.
Taking this opportunity, the Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation attacked the Saint-Annihilating Warship, easily splitting it apart.
The next moment, the blood-robed woman, holding Blood Drop Sword, rushed out of the sword formation, directly attacking Xia Wenxin.
"Zhou Tian Sword Art."
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt of Abyssal Ancient Sword, appearing abruptly before Nine Eyes Heavenly King. A flash of sword light.
"I... would actually die from..."
Nine Eyes Heavenly King's eyes were full of unwillingness. Before he could finish his words, his head fell off.
In the end, he still couldn't escape this calamity.
"Bang."
Zhang Ruochen swung two more swords. Two sword auras flew out, shattering Nine Eyes Heavenly King's body and head into two clouds of blood mist.
No matter how powerful Nine Eyes Heavenly King's life force was, he was dead beyond death.
Blood Drop Sword locked onto Xia Wenxin's aura, slashing out a blood light.
Even while fleeing, Xia Wenxin's movement was still elegant, his temperament outstanding. Only when he knew he couldn't escape did he unfold the bamboo scroll in his hand. Tens of thousands of characters flew out, forming a barrier before him.
But his sacred art couldn't withstand Blood Drop Sword at all, instantly broken.
Seeing the sword light about to reach his body, Xia Wenxin gently flicked his finger, pointing at his heart. Thirty-three divine patterns emerged from his body, centered on his heart.
Still couldn't block.
"Pfft."
Thirty-three divine patterns snapped. A gruesome wound appeared on Xia Wenxin's chest, blood spurting out.
Fortunately, the divine patterns had offset most of Blood Drop Sword's power; otherwise, this strike might have taken his life.
"Swish."
Xia Wenxin retreated rapidly, simultaneously recalling the God-Annihilating Cross Shield.
Just then, the blood-robed woman slashed out another sword.
"Bang."
The God-Annihilating Cross Shield released surging blood energy, desperately grinding away Blood Drop Sword's power.
"Xia Wenxin's strength is actually this formidable."
Zhang Ruochen struck out with Abyssal Ancient Sword, turning it into a black light flying toward the blood-robed woman.
The next moment, Blood Drop Sword and Abyssal Ancient Sword combined again, unleashing the Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation, evolving the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram.
Even with the God-Annihilating Cross Shield blocking in front, Xia Wenxin was still sent flying.
Several new wounds appeared on his chest, one of which pierced through his body, suffering unimaginably severe injuries.
If it were an ordinary Lintao Realm expert, suffering such severe injuries, they would likely have died already.
Xia Wenxin fled back to the Undying Blood Clan army's camp, looking at the descending Yin-Yang Two Forms Sword Formation, and said: "Undying Blood Clan cultivators, attack with me."
Xia Wenxin's hands gripped the God-Annihilating Cross Shield, making a gesture of kowtowing to heaven and earth.
Behind him stood three ten-thousand-man battle formations of Undying Blood Clan cultivators. Their power combined, based on the God-Annihilating Cross Shield, condensing a cross shield imprint ten thousand zhang tall.
"Rumble."
The Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram continuously crashed against the shield imprint, wearing away its power.
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, a powerful sword intent spreading out. He seemed to merge with the Sword Grave.
"Hum."
Within the Sword Grave, countless swords trembled, as if responding to some summons.
The next moment, a hundred thousand swords flew out from beneath the Sword Grave, appearing around Zhang Ruochen, forming a river of swords.
And as time passed, more and more swords converged.
"Is this... ten thousand swords paying homage?"
The Undying Blood Clan cultivators were all shocked by this terrifying scene, feeling as if they couldn't breathe.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was like a peerless Sword God, incarnating as the master of the Sword Grave, with ten thousand swords at his command.
"Swish."
Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes, releasing a sharp sword intent.
The river of swords, following his will, swept out instantly.
"Boom."
The ten-thousand-zhang cross shield imprint shattered, turning into countless specks of light.
Facing the oncoming sword light, Xia Wenxin thrust the God-Annihilating Cross Shield into the ground. Ten thousand swords crashed against the cross shield, pushing the shield and Xia Wenxin back a thousand miles together, carving a thousand-mile trench in the ground.
However, Xia Wenxin took this opportunity to retreat outside the Sword Grave.
But the three battle formations that had assisted him—thirty thousand Undying Blood Clan cultivators—were not so fortunate. In an instant, they were engulfed by the river of swords, turning into clouds of blood mist, screams unceasing.
"Hiss."
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but draw in a cold breath. The Undying Blood Clan cultivators' confidence was completely shattered, and they all began to think of retreating.