# Chapter 2946: The Gods of the Undying Blood Clan and the Rakshasa Clan Arrive
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
Zhang Ruochen held the stele aloft, and with each step he took, the ground and even the entire space trembled violently.
The space that the Space Grand Elder had solidified with his spiritual power could not block him. It was dissolved by a strange and uncanny force. Tens of billions of sword-shaped sword qi regained their freedom, their sword light shimmering like countless scales on the water's surface, both dazzling and beautiful.
Finally, Zhang Ruochen held the stele in one hand while grasping a suspended divine sword with the other. With a flick of his wrist, space shattered like ice.
The divine sword thrust straight forward.
"Clatter!"
The tens of billions of sword-shaped sword qi surged forward like a rushing river, following the divine sword's momentum.
When had the Space Grand Elder ever encountered such a bizarre situation? The divine sword was getting closer and closer, and a hint of panic crept onto his usually calm and composed face. He immediately formed hand seals, intending to tear apart the space before him and pull Zhang Ruochen into the void.
The broken stele in Zhang Ruochen's hand began to emit all sorts of strange lights.
Just as a crack as thin as a hair appeared in space, it quickly healed back to its original state, flawless and immaculate, like an indestructible divine realm.
"How is this possible? Someone below the Infinite Realm can actually stabilize space in front of me?" The Space Grand Elder's face showed even more shock as Zhang Ruochen's thrusting divine sword was now right before his eyes.
The sword light was blinding, and everything ahead was a blur of golden radiance.
"Whoosh!"
A dazzling streak of light swept past the Space Grand Elder.
Heavenly Desolate Flowing Light Finger!
"Boom!"
Xuan Yi's finger, as white as divine jade, pointed directly at the tip of the divine sword.
A powerful finger force and sword qi erupted outward in all directions.
The tens of billions of sword-shaped sword qi turned into mist and dissipated into the sky.
The Soul Realm Master, standing behind Xuan Yi, swayed slightly, his eyes filled with shock. He was both astonished that Zhang Ruochen could break the Grand Elder's spatial techniques and amazed that Xuan Yi could clash with a divine sword barehanded.
The Space Grand Elder's eyes turned fierce. A staff resembling a crystal tree appeared in his hand, and he began to swing it. The space rules in heaven and earth flew toward him in an endless stream.
As the Space Grand Elder of the Space Divine Temple, he was revered by cultivators across the world. Zhang Ruochen's sword strike had forced him back, and his pride turned into anger.
"Go!"
The staff struck the ground, and the space rules transformed into a majestic tide, surging toward Zhang Ruochen.
No matter how powerful that strange force was, as long as there were enough space rules and the spatial power was strong enough, he believed he could still break through it.
With a thunderous roar, the spatial force slammed into Zhang Ruochen, sending him flying backward.
A look of joy appeared on the Space Grand Elder's face. "I thought you were invincible, but it turns out you're nothing special."
Xuan Yi withdrew his finger, appearing very calm. He wasn't angry that the Space Grand Elder had interfered in his battle with Zhang Ruochen. After all, for an assassin, killing the enemy was the most important thing.
Reputation and face meant nothing.
Seizing this opportunity, the Soul Realm Master summoned a massive ghostly figure behind him. His five fingers formed a claw, and he reached out toward Zhang Ruochen. "Soul Absorption Art!"
A faint shadow appeared on the surface of Zhang Ruochen's body.
It seemed Zhang Ruochen's divine soul was about to be sucked away.
Zhang Ruochen finally recovered from the impact of the spatial force. Gritting his teeth, seven soul swords flew out from the mysterious womb in his abdomen, each one more powerful than the last.
Whether it was due to the blessing of Heavenly Mother's divine power or not, even without extreme emotions, the power of the soul swords had greatly increased.
To be precise, the stronger Zhang Ruochen became, the more power the soul swords could unleash.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft..."
Seven swords in a row pierced through all of the Soul Realm Master's defenses, passing straight through his body.
Although the Soul Realm Master's soul was powerful, after being struck by seven consecutive swords, he staggered back seven steps and fell to one knee, his face turning deathly pale.
Zhang Ruochen landed steadily on the ground and did not attack again immediately. Blood qi surged in his chest. If not for the protection of the Buddha Relic and the continuous healing power of Heavenly Mother's divine energy, he would have been severely injured just now.
These top-tier great gods standing before him were truly difficult to deal with.
Especially Xuan Yi.
Blocking a divine sword with his bare hands—he seemed impervious to all techniques.
The Space Grand Elder said, "Zhang Ruochen, you've surprised me. But that strike of mine just now shouldn't have been easy to endure, right?"
With a loud crash, Zhang Ruochen placed the broken stele on the ground. "Being able to hold off top-tier experts like you outside Divine Maiden City—whether I win or lose, whether it's easy or hard, none of that matters anymore."
Behind him, in the large pit, Ming Jianshen, covered in blood, climbed to his feet, his figure still standing tall and proud.
The gods watching from afar were already stunned, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Today, Zhang Ruochen displayed the momentum of being invincible under heaven. First, he killed the Third Elder of Array-Destroying Heavenly Palace, then he overpowered Jia Tianxia and Ming Jianshen. Even when facing Xuan Yi, the Space Grand Elder, and the Soul Realm Master alone, he seemed to hold his ground.
How could this be the ant of a thousand years?
His momentum was so overwhelming that he could be called a king or a venerable.
Mandala Flower God had been holding her breath the entire time. Only now did she let out a long sigh. "After today, no one can treat Zhang Ruochen as a junior anymore."
Xuan Yi remained calm and composed as always. "This broken stele—is it the God-Defying Stele?"
Just this one sentence caused Ming Jianshen, the Soul Realm Master, the Space Grand Elder, Mandala Flower God, and the other Heavenly Court gods in the distance to all be visibly shaken. Countless divine eyes fixed on the broken stele in front of Zhang Ruochen.
"The God-Defying Stele has appeared again?"
"It really is the God-Defying Stele!"
"No wonder it could break the Grand Elder's spatial techniques—it's this thing."
...
Not only the gods present, but also the gods in the starry sky who were watching this battle changed their expressions.
Of course, some young gods didn't know what the God-Defying Stele was and asked the elders beside them. But the elders ignored them, their eyes burning like flames, trembling with excitement.
Yu Yao's expression was complicated. She looked meaningfully at Zhang Ruochen's tall figure in front of the broken stele. "So... so he was the one who obtained the broken stele..."
Since Zhang Ruochen dared to take out the God-Defying Stele, he wasn't afraid of being recognized. "That's right! This is the God-Defying Stele. Back then, the Grand Elder of the God-Defying Clan held this stele and traveled through all the realms, which allowed the Heavenly Court to be established and resist the attacks of the Hell Realm."
"But the Grand Elder never imagined that the Heavenly Court he had wholeheartedly maintained and built with his own hands would, a hundred thousand years later, lead an army here, intending to extinguish the last spark of the God-Defying Clan, intending to wipe them out completely. How tragic!"
"Soul Realm Master, a hundred thousand years ago, did you leave your name on this stele?"
The Soul Realm Master snorted coldly and did not respond.
Zhang Ruochen turned to Ming Jianshen. "Aren't you known as the Gentleman's Sword? A hundred thousand years ago, did you represent the Sword God Realm and leave your name on this stele?"
Ming Jianshen said, "The Grand Elder establishing the Heavenly Court was an inevitable result driven by the times. The extinction of the God-Defying Clan was an inevitable result of the changing times. Zhang Ruochen, using today's situation to reminisce about the events of a hundred thousand years ago—don't you think you're being foolish?"
"Every person, every clan, is just a wave in the great tide of the era. The era of the God-Defying Clan has long passed."
Zhang Ruochen's gaze was firm, yet tinged with a hint of sarcasm. "No matter how the times change, people must still have a bottom line. People's emotions cannot be erased. Today, I am determined to protect the God-Defying Clan. If you want to enter the city, you'll have to step over my corpse."
"Fine! I'll grant you that."
The Space Grand Elder smiled and took a step forward.
In the sky, a deep and domineering voice rang out: "Old Man Zhou, are you bullying my grandson because he has no one behind him? Today, I, Xue Jue, will lead the gods of the Undying Blood Clan to devour your flesh and blood."
In the sky, rounds of blood-red suns appeared.
Each round of sun represented a god.
Xue Jue War God's twenty-eight blood wings were like layers of blood-red worlds, covering the entire sky. His eyes were bright as he looked down below.
Luo Sha, wearing a crystal crown, tall and stunningly beautiful, appeared in the clouds alongside a Rakshasa clan god clad in black armor. Behind the two gods, there were also rounds of divine light suns.
Luo Sha's long hair flowed like a waterfall, her skin as white as snow, and her voice was clear, melodious, and pleasant. "What a good show! So many gods who shake the universe from the Heavenly Court couldn't even defeat my Chen Ge. This princess originally planned to lead the Rakshasa clan gods to wipe you all out, but it seems there's no need. My Chen Ge alone can slaughter you like chickens and dogs."
The gods of the Undying Blood Clan and the Rakshasa Clan had arrived. The sky was filled with suns, and the Heavenly Court gods became restless and uneasy.
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The Sea Stone Star Dock was the place of origin of the universe.
This was a fault zone of space and time, everywhere looking like a chaotic and shattered chaos. From a distance, it resembled a colorful ocean, boundless and endless.
The ocean seemed to be constantly expanding and swelling, yet also seemed to be standing still.
Star Heaven Cliff was located within the Sea Stone Star Dock. From afar, it looked like a cliff-shaped giant rock. Up close, however, it was astonishingly large, far bigger than an ordinary star, reaching millions of miles in height.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming, the Second War God of the Heavenly Palace, was standing on the cliff, playing with a string of copper coins in his hand.
Sometimes the coins would condense into a money sword, and sometimes they would scatter all over the ground, making a clinking sound.
Not far away, a woodcutter sat on a carrying pole, wearing a faded gray-blue shirt. His withered, thin face was covered in wrinkles, and he held a notched chopping knife in his hand. He said weakly, "Just a string of coins, and you've been playing with them all day! Are you going to make a move or not?"
Zhao Gongming raised his hand, and the copper coins flew up, turning back into a money sword. He shook his head. "Isn't this boring? Besides, what's the point of us fighting? Haven't you noticed that the two playing chess are still calm and composed?"
The old woodcutter looked toward the edge of the cliff, where an old man with white hair holding a fishing rod was sitting there. But when he looked toward the other side of the colorful ocean, he couldn't see the other chess player.
Zhao Gongming, on the other hand, was the opposite.
He turned around and looked into the distance. He could see the peerless figure sitting at the end of the ocean at the edge of the sky, but no matter what methods he used, he couldn't find where the Star Sea Angler was sitting.
In fact, the Star Sea Angler was sitting less than ten zhang away from him.