Chapter 3097: Suppressing and Killing a Great God
Because of the Sword Realm that might emerge, and the immense benefits present in this starry sky, many deities had gathered in the Hundred Clans Royal City, and they were all now converging here.
Above the rows of tightly packed buildings, divine light gathered in clusters, shining like stars.
Qingyuntai felt humiliated and angry inside, believing he had lost face as an ancient god. He said, "Zhang Ruochen, don't try to get chummy with me. You brazenly killed deities of the Hell Realm one after another, and you still think you can claim to be of the Undying Blood Clan? The Undying Blood Clan will not protect you, nor do they have a clansman like you!"
Zhang Ruochen looked thoughtful, then turned his gaze to Night Travel Master, who was standing not far from Qingyuntai.
Night Travel Master lowered his head, a look of hesitation on his face. Suddenly, he transformed into a beam of divine light, rushed to Zhang Ruochen, and knelt on the ground. "Master above, please accept your disciple's bow. Your disciple endured humiliation and acknowledged a thief as father, all to investigate the cause of death of Seven Hands and Blood Qingsheng."
"And the result?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Night Travel Master pointed at Qingyuntai, gnashing his teeth in extreme hatred. "Behind all this is my adoptive father... bah, it was all orchestrated by Qingyuntai!"
Zhang Ruochen's gaze turned stern, and he shouted coldly, "Night Travel, you have quite the nerve! Are you trying to falsely accuse an ancient god of my Undying Blood Clan? Are you trying to incite internal strife within the Undying Blood Clan? How many lives do you have to dare such a thing?"
Night Travel Master said, "Your disciple dares to guarantee with his life that this matter is absolutely true. The reason that old scoundrel Qingyuntai did this was to force the War God to come to the Hundred Clans Royal City, so he could use the chaotic situation in the city to put the War God to death."
Zhang Ruochen's gaze turned cold and sharp as he stared at Qingyuntai. "Even an ordinary clansman of my Undying Blood Clan dares to take responsibility for his actions. You are a peerless ancient god, senior. Do you dare to admit what you have done?"
Qingyuntai had taken Night Travel Master as his adopted son, originally intending to use this to humiliate the Blood Absolute Family. Instead, he had been exposed by him in front of all the deities.
This was truly unforgivable!
"What Seven Hands? What Blood Qingsheng? They are nothing but insignificant nobodies. Would I, the master, even bother to pay them any attention?"
"You old ghost, you dare to slander me? Die!"
Qingyuntai unfolded pairs of blood wings on his back, and his divine might surged dramatically.
The blood wings were densely covered with silver patterns, spewing out vast amounts of blood qi.
A divine sword flew out from behind Zhang Ruochen, its light blazing hot and its power awe-inspiring. With one slash, it cleaved through the blood qi surging toward Night Travel Master, striking straight at the top of Qingyuntai's head.
Qingyuntai was already prepared. He unfolded his Divine Realm World, and countless divine patterns surged out, condensing into a blood sun that illuminated the starry sea. It collided with the divine sword, creating a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering wave of powerful divine energy.
The deities floating in mid-air were happy to watch the internal strife of the Undying Blood Clan and did not intervene.
"The Great Clan Leader of the Azure Heaven Tribe, Qingyun Que, was already a candidate for the clan leader position a hundred thousand years ago. Now that he has stepped into the Infinite Realm, his confidence has naturally doubled. With Xue Jue's sudden rise and his internal appointment as clan leader, not only Qingyun Que finds it unbearable, but the entire Azure Heaven Tribe is likely dissatisfied." A Death Clan great god, standing within nine rings of death divine light, spoke thus.
A great god of the Undying Blood Clan from the Qitian Tribe said, "So, Senior Xie Shi believes that the deaths of Blood Qingsheng and Seven Hands were really orchestrated by Qingyuntai?"
"These are matters of your Undying Blood Clan. How could I, an old man of the Death Clan, dare to speak recklessly?" Xie Shi said with a smile.
"Boom!"
Blood qi surged violently, and waves of divine power swept in all directions.
The deities fixed their gazes on Qingyuntai's Divine Realm World. Inside, a dense sea of blood churned, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and mountain ranges and rivers continuously crashed down toward Zhang Ruochen.
However, Zhang Ruochen was full of vitality and brimming with battle intent. Even though he had been pulled into the Divine Realm World, he was completely unaffected. He slashed and destroyed all the divine abilities Qingyuntai unleashed.
With Qingyuntai's formidable cultivation, he could not suppress Zhang Ruochen?
The deities had thought that the earlier sword strike was due to Qingyuntai's negligence, allowing the divine sword to wound him.
"Six-in-One Sword Startling Formation!"
Zhang Ruochen shouted, and the six swords formed a formation.
All the sword dao rules within the entire Hundred Clans Royal City converged toward the dense sea of blood, flowing around Zhang Ruochen.
"Boom!"
The six swords struck together, breaking through the numerous obstacles in the Divine Realm World and slashing onto Qingyuntai's body.
His divine body was covered in numerous bloody wounds, and some divine bones were severed.
Zhang Ruochen strode forward, treating Qingyuntai's rule divine patterns as if they were nothing. He trampled mountains and rivers, caught up with Qingyuntai, who was fleeing within his own Divine Realm World, and struck down with a palm.
This palm carried the roar of dragons and the cry of elephants, sending Qingyuntai flying out of his Divine Realm World, spitting blood profusely.
"Come back!"
Zhang Ruochen manipulated space, pulling Qingyuntai back, and raised a divine sword to slash diagonally downward.
"Pfft!"
Qingyuntai contracted his blood wings and Divine Realm World to block, but the power of the divine sword was too great. After the sword light flashed, a pair of blood wings were severed.
Night Travel Master watched with excitement, secretly glad he had not betrayed the Blood Absolute Family and Zhang Ruochen.
All the adoptive fathers he had acknowledged in the past combined were not as powerful as his master.
"No wonder Zhang Ruochen had the confidence to break into the Hundred Clans Royal City. To possess such combat power at such a young age is truly astonishing," Xie Shi remarked with emotion.
"He's only showing off because he ran into a useless piece of trash."
An old and gloomy voice came from a war chariot piled high with white bones.
Standing on either side of the war chariot were over a dozen powerful ghost clan cultivators, all clad in black robes, mysterious and unfathomable.
The voice from within the Bone War Chariot said, "What are you waiting for? Since Zhang Ruochen has shown himself, we should attack together and strike him down. Are you waiting for the Yecha Clan and the Fire Ghost Clan to seize control of the Guanyun Array Tower and use the formation to drive us all out of the city?"
The deities from the various major powers had ostensibly come to punish Zhang Ruochen, but in reality, they had all gathered in the Hundred Clans Royal City for the benefits.
Once the Yecha Clan fell, any power that took a bite would come away with a mouthful of grease.
Moreover, the Hundred Clans Royal City concerned the wealth and structure of an entire star domain. Any power that wanted to make a move in this time of upheaval would naturally not miss the chance to get a share.
But these great gods were all seasoned schemers and did not act rashly.
After all, Zhang Ruochen was still, on the surface, a divine envoy of the Heavenly Mother, and the Hundred Clans Royal City was not far from Xinghuantian.
Had they not noticed that the black divine temple floating in the sky had remained motionless?
"Fine! Since you are all so timid and hesitant, I, this old man, will lead the charge."
Seeing Qingyuntai being slashed by Zhang Ruochen's divine sword with no power to resist, his divine body battered and broken, the Bone War Chariot, carrying a mass of cold and gloomy ghost clouds, charged straight at Zhang Ruochen.
The great god inside the Bone War Chariot was a veteran ghost clan powerhouse from the Earth Fiend Ghost City, known as Xuanqi Laozu, who had roamed the Hell Realm for hundreds of thousands of years.
Another ancient god of great renown!
The Bone War Chariot crushed the formation inscriptions on the ground, and the ghost qi and rule divine patterns it emitted condensed into a ghost clan army clad in armor and riding war beasts, as if it were about to level the Hundred Clans Royal City.
Zhang Ruochen abandoned Qingyuntai, who was covered in blood, and charged toward the Bone War Chariot. Holding the divine sword, he executed a All Heavens divine ability.
Falling into the Yellow Spring!
"Boom!"
The Yellow Spring divine river surged out with the sword qi, smashing the Bone War Chariot to pieces.
Although the Bone War Chariot was a remarkable defensive secret treasure that would not break even if a star crashed into it, it was like tofu before the divine sword.
Xuanqi Laozu, sitting inside the chariot, let out a miserable scream. His ghost body was split in two by the divine sword and sent flying backward.
It was too shocking!
Qingyuntai had been beaten until his entire body was a bloody mess, but even the renowned Xuanqi Laozu had his ghost body split open by the divine sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.
In a single exchange, he had suffered severe damage.
The various clans in the Hundred Clans Royal City all realized that today's matter would not end peacefully. A battle between great gods was something even a divine city could not withstand.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
...
From the sacred grounds of over a hundred small clans within the city, bright formation light pillars rose, activating the formation inscriptions in the city and forming one divine formation light shield after another.
They had to protect the city and prevent it from being destroyed in the divine battle.
"Zhang Ruochen has gone mad! He wants to suppress and kill a great god!" A cry of alarm rang out, shaking the clouds and sky.
Zhang Ruochen, with his long hair loose, suppressed Xuanqi Laozu, who had just reformed his ghost body, under a thousand-zhang-tall divine flame handprint, continuously grinding away his divine soul thoughts and spiritual will.
"Boom!"
Xuanqi Laozu's ghost body exploded, and wisps of ghost souls turned into smoke in the divine flames.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed a divine source in his hand and looked around with a proud gaze. "You want to kill me? Are you even qualified? If you don't want to die, then make your move."
Even though Xuanqi Laozu's Star Soul Divine Throne in the starry sky had already gone out, the deities still could not believe what they were seeing.
Could it be that an ancient great god, who had not fallen even in the brutal divine wars of a hundred thousand years ago, had died in the Hundred Clans Royal City? Had died at the hands of a brat still wet behind the ears?
Was the man before them really Zhang Ruochen?
Many deities felt a chill in their hearts, guessing that this Zhang Ruochen must be some top-tier great god in disguise, and could not possibly be that Great Saint junior from a hundred years ago.
Qingyuntai, who had recovered, had his armor in tatters. He looked at Zhang Ruochen, his eyes filled with fear, and thought to himself, "Could he be the Blood Absolute War God?"
The sky over the Hundred Clans Royal City suddenly turned blood-red, and a torrential rain of blood began to fall.
The massive corpse of Yecha Clan Tai Xu realm great god Night Sky fell from the clouds, like a mountain range.
The Yecha Ancestral God Temple floated in mid-air, and the stunningly beautiful figure of Yu Ling Shen stood outside the temple, looking down at the deities below. "Night Sky betrayed the Yecha Clan and has been executed by me today. Anyone who wishes to meddle in the affairs of the Hundred Clans Royal City will die!"
With two great gods falling in succession, the cultivators in the Hundred Clans Royal City, from spirit gods down to slaves and servants, were all in an uproar.
"Mad, they're all mad!"
"One Zhang Ruochen, one Yu Ling Shen, where do they get the confidence? Are they declaring war on the Hell Realm?"
...
Yu Ling Shen raised her voice and said, "The Hundred Clans Royal City cannot accommodate so many deities. Those who do not wish to be enemies of the Yecha Clan, please leave with your armies within one quarter of an hour. Otherwise, no mercy will be shown!"
A true god of the Darkness Temple, with two heads, walked out of the holy army camp and looked toward the direction of the Yecha Ancestral God Temple. "Yu Ling Shen, have you truly grown tired of living?"
"Boom!"
That true god was slapped to death by Yu Ling Shen.
A hundred-meter-long, five-fingered handprint appeared on the ground.
In the nearby holy army camp, over ten thousand holy realm soldiers of the Darkness Temple were all turned to dust.
The entire city fell silent!
No cultivator now thought that Yu Ling Shen's earlier words were a joke!