Chapter 2454: Defeat
The Divine Dragon White Bone Whip was a quasi-Supreme Sacred Artifact, forged from the spine of a divine dragon, and had bred a large number of Supreme Inscription Runes.
Zhang Ruochen borrowed the power of the Qiankun Realm, continuously pouring it into the whip, activating nearly a million inscription runes. Dragon roars echoed endlessly from the bone whip, and on the whip's body, a divine dragon phantom appeared, radiating the terrifying might only possessed by divine-level beings.
"Rumble."
With a single lash, it was like a divine dragon soaring through the sky, summoning wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.
Feeling the terror of the divine might, Yunhuan Tiexue Wang had to treat it seriously, his face solemn. Countless Sacred Dao Rules revolved around his body, forming a vortex storm that clashed with the striking Divine Dragon White Bone Whip.
With a "bang," his protective rules were scattered, and Yunhuan Tiexue Wang's burly body was sent flying into the distance.
The armor he wore was extremely mystical, dissolving most of the power of the Divine Dragon White Bone Whip, so he wasn't too severely injured. After landing on the ground, he quickly halted his retreat.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang was a peak-level Ten Thousand Deaths One Life Realm powerhouse, only one step away from transforming his Undying Sacred Body into a Supreme Dharma Body. Naturally, his physical defense was extraordinary.
The so-called "Supreme Dharma Body" refers to a cultivator's Sacred Dao Rules spreading throughout the body, integrating into every tissue. Even a single strand of hair or a drop of blood contains countless rules.
One becomes the embodiment of rules, with flesh and blood also being part of the rules.
Achieving that point is the Great Saint Supreme Realm.
For this reason, Supreme Realm Great Saints are often many times more powerful than Ten Thousand Deaths One Life Realm Great Saints. Even when Zhang Ruochen had previously fought with his life on the line, borrowing endless world power, he was only evaluated as having combat power close to the Supreme Realm.
Compared to a true Supreme Realm Great Saint, there was still a gap.
"Again."
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang's eyes burned with anger. As a former member of the "Iron Blood Underworld Cavalry" of the Nether Hall, being repelled by a junior in the Hundred Shackles Realm was a great humiliation.
The bone spear in his hand transformed from white to black, and the dark light it released turned the entire battlefield into night.
"Night Descends, Slay a Thousand Troops."
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang's figure suddenly vanished. In the night, broken palaces, city walls, altars, withered trees, and stone mountains fell from the sky like meteors.
Zhang Ruochen's pupils contracted sharply. He took out the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror from his bosom.
From the mirror, towering ancient demon mountains flew out, each tens of thousands of meters high, majestic and indestructible, smashing the falling broken world into dust.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang emerged from behind the broken world and was drawn into the layers of demon mountains by the Supreme power of the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
He continuously swung his bone spear, shaking the demon mountains, trying to break out of the mirror.
But how easy was it to contend with a Supreme Sacred Artifact?
No matter how powerful his combat strength, the demon mountains stood eternally, like an immortal world created by a Demon Venerable. Even if a large area was shattered, it could quickly recover.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang flew to the top of a demon mountain, gazing into the sky, and said coldly, "So the so-called Eon-level genius relies only on a Supreme Sacred Artifact? If I had a Supreme Sacred Artifact, you would have already turned to ashes."
Zhang Ruochen's voice was indifferent as he replied, "If you don't have a Supreme Sacred Artifact, don't talk big."
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang ground his teeth in anger. Having a Supreme Sacred Artifact was impressive, huh? He shouted "Good" three times before saying, "A Supreme Sacred Artifact may not be able to suppress everything. In the face of absolute cultivation realm, any war tool can be broken."
"Iron Blood War Soul."
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang unleashed a Ten Thousand Deaths One Life-level Sacred Art, which only the Iron Blood Underworld Cavalry of the Nether Hall could cultivate. His battle intent surged outward, condensing into a giant clad in black armor.
The giant grew taller and taller, as if it would pierce the sky.
Zhang Ruochen, who was controlling the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror, changed his expression slightly and muttered, "Ten Thousand Deaths One Life-level Sacred Art."
"Boom."
The Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror shook, and demon mountains collapsed one after another, unable to withstand the impact of the Iron Blood War Soul.
The battlefield manifested by Bai Qinger from half a cup of tea began to crack. The fifty lakes were shaken by the power of the Supreme Sacred Artifact and the Iron Blood War Soul, as if they were about to dry up.
She extended a finger and pointed into the distance.
Instantly, the battlefield stabilized, and the cracks automatically repaired.
Zhang Ruochen knew that Yunhuan Tiexue Wang, using the Ten Thousand Deaths One Life-level Sacred Art, would eventually break through the layers of demon mountains. Once he broke free, trapping him again with the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror would be extremely difficult.
"Fine, as you wish. Let me show you my power."
Zhang Ruochen channeled all his strength into his left leg, activating the Flame God patterns contained in the Blazing God Leg.
The eighty million divine patterns that had been refined all appeared, emitting blinding light.
At this moment, the entire battlefield, including the garden outside, was illuminated by the divine patterns, making it impossible to open one's eyes. It was like a small sun, containing the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Zhang Ruochen stepped forward, charging into the layers of demon mountains.
The vast divine might surged from under his feet, like a god descending, as he stomped down on the Iron Blood War Soul, which was taller than the demon mountains.
"What is Zhang Ruochen doing? Is he... is he trying to clash head-on with a Ten Thousand Deaths One Life-level Sacred Art?" Shang Yue's beautiful face was full of surprise.
"He's asking for death. Even a Supreme Sacred Artifact can't suppress a Ten Thousand Deaths One Life-level Sacred Art, and he wants to fight it with his own power?"
Bai Qinger shook her head and said, "You're wrong. Didn't you sense the soul-shaking divine might in the battlefield? Zhang Ruochen's leg is a divine leg, containing infinite divine power. He has now initially mastered the power of the divine leg."
"Boom!"
An earth-shattering sound rang out.
Scorching and violent energy surged from the battlefield into the garden.
Zhang Ruochen's stomp shattered the Iron Blood War Soul, destroyed the lakes in the battlefield, and his posture was like a true god descending, causing Yunhuan Tiexue Wang to cough up blood and retreat rapidly.
Even though he wore the Iron Blood Armor, he couldn't fully defend against the divine power of the Blazing God Leg.
The battlefield manifested from half a cup of tea, with all fifty lakes disappearing, evaporated by the divine flame.
Everywhere in the battlefield, flames burned, turning the earth red.
"Whoosh."
Zhang Ruochen held the Divine Dragon White Bone Whip in one hand and the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror in the other, seizing the initiative. He launched a series of attacks at Yunhuan Tiexue Wang, forcing him to retreat.
While attacking, Zhang Ruochen used his spiritual power to communicate with Xiao Hei in the Qiankun Realm.
"Yunhuan Tiexue Wang and I have erupted into such a fierce battle; it must have alarmed the entire Jifeng Saint Mansion. Yet, Gushe Jing still hasn't appeared. It seems that demoness is untrustworthy. To escape, we have to rely on ourselves. How strong are you? Do you have the confidence to break out?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Xiao Hei was full of confidence and said, "Don't you know my strength? This Yunhuan Tiexue Wang, I can destroy him with just a glance. As for that White Demoness, I can take on ten of her without breaking a sweat."
"Really?" Zhang Ruochen was somewhat skeptical.
Xiao Hei coughed dryly, changed the subject, and said, "But just now, I used my powerful spiritual power to investigate and found that there are multiple Great Saint powerhouses in the garden. As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. I'm under a lot of pressure."
Zhang Ruochen felt choked, and his heart sank.
Sure enough, no one could be relied on. In the end, he had to depend on himself.
"Yunhuan Tiexue Wang, die."
Zhang Ruochen took a talisman from his bosom and threw it out.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang, who was at a disadvantage, changed his expression, thinking it was a lethal divine talisman given to Zhang Ruochen by Xue Jue War God or Xue Hou. So, he activated the Iron Blood War Soul again, inserted his bone spear into the ground, and went all out in defense.
The talisman fell, like night descending, enveloping Yunhuan Tiexue Wang in darkness.
This was, of course, not a lethal divine talisman but a "Dark Prison Realm Talisman" that Zhang Ruochen had bought from the Star Sea World for one hundred divine stones each. It was a type of trapping and sealing talisman.
It was enough to trap a Ten Thousand Deaths One Life Realm Great Saint for a moment.
Many formations were set up in the garden. Zhang Ruochen wanted to use spatial means to escape through space, but it was simply impossible.
The only way was to rely on the Space Chaos Worm.
If the Space Chaos Worm wanted to leave, no amount of formations or sealing measures could trap it.
Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to release the Space Chaos Worm to escape through a wormhole, Gushe Jing's voice rang in his mind: "Create an opportunity for me. I want to test Bai Qinger."
Hearing her voice, Zhang Ruochen breathed a slight sigh of relief. This demoness had finally arrived. He no longer had to fight alone.
Although the Space Chaos Worm could gnaw out wormholes, it was very slow. Zhang Ruochen's chance of escaping before Bai Qinger acted was very slim.
Since Gushe Jing had arrived, everything could proceed according to the original plan. There was no need to use this inferior strategy.
"Star Sea Without Shore."
Zhang Ruochen put on a nonchalant expression, releasing the Truth Realm Form. At the same time, he continuously evolved the Thousand Questions-level high-rank Sacred Art, Demon God Prison Suppression. A phantom of a demon god rose behind him.
The demon god phantom quickly merged with the Truth Realm Form.
From the dark area covered by the Dark Prison Realm Talisman, Yunhuan Tiexue Wang's long roar sounded. Then, a beam of death light pierced through the darkness, breaking free.
"Break for me."
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang's roar shook the remaining dark power of the talisman, scattering it into smoke.
At that moment.
Demon God Prison Suppression and the Truth Rules merged, erupting with ten times the attack power, which Zhang Ruochen launched, crashing into Yunhuan Tiexue Wang.
How could Yunhuan Tiexue Wang have expected Zhang Ruochen's tenfold attack power to be so terrifying, even more astonishing than the power of a Supreme Sacred Artifact? He couldn't remove the seal in time and had to muster all his strength to thrust out a spear.
Attack as defense.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang was indeed a top-tier Great Saint. His eyesight was extremely accurate, and he hit the weakest point of Demon God Prison Suppression without deviation.
However, under the impact of the tenfold attack power, although he broke Demon God Prison Suppression, he was still severely injured, flying far away and crashing into a dried-up lake, creating a meteor crater.
Zhang Ruochen was about to continue attacking, but the battlefield dissipated like a cloud of gas.
The vast land and sky disappeared, and he and Yunhuan Tiexue Wang returned to the garden. The previous battle seemed like a dream.
"No need to fight anymore. Zhang Ruochen, you have won." Bai Qinger said.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang was heavily injured. He tapped his fingers on his body to remove the seal, and his weakened aura quickly recovered, becoming even stronger.
His eyes were full of unwillingness and ruthlessness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, I haven't lost yet. I want to continue fighting him."
"Losing is losing." Bai Qinger said coldly.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang said, "I just sealed ninety percent of my cultivation..."
"Even if you sealed ninety percent of your cultivation, you are still in the Ten Thousand Deaths One Life Realm, while your opponent is only in the Hundred Shackles Realm." Bai Qinger's eyes surged with cold light.
Yunhuan Tiexue Wang didn't dare to meet Bai Qinger's eyes at this moment and immediately lowered his head, saying, "Yes, I have lost."
Zhang Ruochen saw figures standing in the mist in the distance of the garden.
These cultivators were all very powerful, and their gazes at him were filled with disbelief.
Especially Bai Qinger's senior disciple, Shang Yue, who looked at him with burning eyes, as if she wanted to devour him.
Although Yunhuan Tiexue Wang had sealed ninety percent of his cultivation, Zhang Ruochen's ability to defeat him was clearly beyond the expectations of these cultivators, forcing them to re-evaluate him.
"Clap! Clap! Clap..."
Bai Qinger lightly clapped her jade hands, stood up, and stood by the stone table like a beauty in a painting. She smiled and said, "I now believe some of the rumors. Yunhuan Tiexue Wang couldn't even test your depth. You are indeed stronger than I expected."
Zhang Ruochen said, "So, can I leave now?"
Bai Qinger shook her head.
Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected this. He said, "Women's words are indeed untrustworthy."
"No! If you want to leave, I won't stop you. But you have to leave behind the Fate Esoterica, Truth Esoterica, and Space Esoterica." Bai Qinger's eyes were clear as water, and her voice was soft, but it carried a tone that brooked no refusal.
The powerhouses in the garden stepped forward one after another, forming an encirclement.
A series of powerful Sacred Might pressed down on Zhang Ruochen invisibly, forcing him to submit.
Zhang Ruochen remained calm and said, "I only have the Fate Esoterica. Where would I get the Truth Esoterica and Space Esoterica? Besides, even if I had the Esoterica, why should I give it to you? Miss Bai, you don't really think of yourself as a member of the Zhang family, do you?"
"At the point of death, you still dare to take advantage of my master. If you didn't have the Space Esoterica, how could your body bear the weight of a great world?" Shang Yue said.
A thoughtful expression appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. At that moment, a divine flame sword light, like lightning, stabbed straight at his heart.
It was Shang Yue making her move.
Her cultivation was even stronger than Yunhuan Tiexue Wang at ten percent strength. The sacred sword in her hand was a Divine Relic Ancient Artifact. The sword technique she used was mysterious and extraordinary, merging with the Purifying Divine Flame, combining the strengths of both the Sword Dao and the Flame Dao.
With one sword strike, it was like a divine sun falling to the earth.
"Even a disciple is this powerful. How strong must Bai Qinger be?" This thought flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind.
He released his spiritual power to probe but could only sense the flame and the sacred sword, not Shang Yue's position. He immediately understood that this woman was not human, nor a blood-and-flesh creature. She should be a sword spirit or a primordial fire spirit.