Chapter 3726: Intercepting and Killing Murong Huan
Golden Axis Star was a sixth-grade mineral planet.
At the planet's south pole, there was a space wormhole connecting the Eastern Universe and the Western Universe. If cultivators wanted to travel from Pangu Realm to the Heavenly Court as quickly as possible, they had to pass through here.
Zhang Ruochen and the Dragon Lord did not immediately return to the Heavenly Court. Instead, they arrived on this planet.
The Xutuohuan White Silver Tree had transformed into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Forest, growing on the planet's surface, which was as hard as iron and gold.
Although the Corpse Angel was powerful, it ultimately lacked Indestructible Infinite-level combat power, causing only limited damage to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation. Through the hands of the Truth Hall Master, the formation had been completely repaired.
Inside the forest, Zhang Ruochen circulated divine qi, activating the Earth Cauldron.
"Rustle!"
A primordial world emerged from the Earth Cauldron, expanding outward, emitting a dazzling radiance.
The Fengxian Sect Leader was suppressed beneath this primordial world, his divine soul tightly restrained, unable to self-detonate his divine source.
He no longer maintained his previous stubbornness, begging, "Great Elder Ruochen, Realm Lord Ruochen, aside from this Soul Realm incident, we haven't had any major conflicts before, have we? This old man is willing to pay any price to make up for this mistake. Spare my life, how about it?"
"It's all Yu Dongxuan and Murong Huan's fault. This old man was deceived by them. As long as Realm Lord Ruochen says the word, I am willing to serve at your side, go through fire and water. Whoever Realm Lord wants me to kill, I will kill, without the slightest disloyalty."
Zhang Ruochen said indifferently, "Sect Leader, you are at least a generation's overlord. How can you be so naive? Do you think I would believe your words? Do you think what you said has any meaning? Uncle Dragon, make a move."
The Dragon Lord sat cross-legged at the other end of the Earth Cauldron.
The two joined forces to perform a soul search on the Fengxian Sect Leader.
Several hours later.
Zhang Ruochen stood up in disappointment, having found no information of great value.
The Fengxian Sect Leader had long since cut away many important memories, even burning away the corresponding part of his divine soul.
The Fengxian Sect Leader's cultivation methods and divine abilities were priceless treasures to many gods and major powers. But Zhang Ruochen had no interest in them whatsoever.
The Dragon Lord, however, had a great harvest. In the Fengxian Sect Leader's memories, he found a secret technique passed down through generations of the Fengxian Sect.
Through this technique, the divine power of all previous Fengxian Sect Leaders could be gathered into one body, allowing the user to unleash unmatched combat power in a short time.
Coincidentally, the skulls of the thirteen previous Fengxian Sect Leaders, along with the divine sources and qi seas inside them, had all fallen into the Dragon Lord's hands.
With Zhang Ruochen's help, the Dragon Lord broke the Fengxian Sect Leader's dao, cut off his head, and refined it into the fourteenth skull.
Next, the Dragon Lord held that skull, using dragon flame to refine the Fengxian Sect Leader's spiritual will.
Zhang Ruochen had little interest in this technique.
Because activating this technique required sacrificing all of one's blood qi. After using it, one would also suffer severe damage to their vitality, needing a long time to recover.
It could only be used in life-or-death situations.
Zhang Ruochen divided his mind three ways, releasing his Divine Realm World and the Four Symbols Diagram. He studied the Gold Dao Esoterica, absorbed the metal-type rule divine patterns from Xun Yangzi's body suppressed beneath Shaoyang Divine Mountain, and at the same time, threw Xun Yangzi's and the Fengxian Sect Leader's divine bodies into the Earth Cauldron for refinement.
The cauldron continuously emitted their miserable screams and curses.
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South Pole.
All the cultivators stationed on Golden Axis Star had been dismissed by Feng Yan.
Afterward, he found a wooden table in the inn outside the space wormhole and sat down alone. He casually picked up the boiling kettle, poured a cup of hot tea, and sipped it slowly, as if waiting for someone.
Before long, strong spatial fluctuations appeared above the South Pole glacier.
"Whoosh!"
A brilliant divine light flew out of the space wormhole, landed on the ground, and condensed into Murong Huan's figure.
Murong Huan's spiritual power was extremely powerful. In an instant, he sensed the changes on Golden Axis Star and also sensed Feng Yan sitting in the inn.
Having cultivated for many years and experienced countless desperate situations and deadly calamities, his expression remained unchanged, but his spiritual power had already quietly spread outward.
"Ancestor Huan must be tired from such a journey. Why not come over and have a cup of hot tea?" Feng Yan said.
Murong Huan walked into the inn, saw Feng Yan sitting by the stove, and the worry on his face dissipated. He let out a long breath and said, "Yan'er, seeing you safe and sound puts this old man's mind at ease. I was just having a small gathering with Feng Tian at the Wind Clan when I heard about the great upheaval in the Soul Realm. I was very worried and was planning to go rescue you. What exactly happened over there? I heard that even the Order Palace Lord fell!"
Xun Yangzi, the Fengxian Sect Leader, and Yu Dongxuan had not yet completely died. Their divine throne planets had not gone dark, so the specific situation in the Soul Realm was unknown to the outside world.
Feng Yan handed a cup of hot tea to Murong Huan and said, "If we trace back to the origins, both the Murong Clan and the Wind Clan belong to the Daoist lineage, with generations of marriage and friendship. I have always regarded Ancestor Huan as a respectable elder. But as an elder, to scheme against a junior like this, where is the friendship between the Wind Clan and the Murong Clan spanning billions of years?"
Murong Huan took the teacup and said, "There must be some misunderstanding here, right?"
Feng Yan sighed, "For a figure like Ancestor Huan, if you cannot act with responsibility and accountability, it truly disappoints me. I once regarded you as a goal to pursue and a lofty mountain to look up to on the path of cultivation."
Murong Huan's face was as calm as water. After a moment of silence, he sneered, "I won't drink this cup of tea! Considering the generations of friendship between our two clans, I won't hold today's offense against you."
Seeing Murong Huan turn to leave, Feng Yan said, "Yu Dongxuan's divine soul should be almost completely ground away. Oh, by the way, Blood Talisman Evil Emperor has been captured. The Divine Movement Talisman refined by Bu Huo Ancestor was very powerful; he almost escaped."
Murong Huan stopped.
Then, the divine power on his body shattered the walls and roof of the inn, turning them into sand and dust that drifted away with the wind.
"Woo woo!"
The cold wind howled, and the glaciers at the South Pole continuously cracked.
Murong Huan no longer concealed himself, saying, "It seems the news is true. The Truth Hall Master really went to the Soul Realm, and his spiritual power has reached the ninetieth rank."
Clearly, Murong Huan did not believe that Zhang Ruochen and the Dragon Lord could suppress and kill Yu Dongxuan and capture Blood Talisman Evil Emperor.
Feng Yan said, "Was Blood Talisman Evil Emperor following your orders, or Bu Huo Ancestor's orders?"
"Haha! Feng Yan, you want to probe secrets from me? Do you think you're qualified?"
Murong Huan's pupils contracted, turning into two silver-white talisman patterns, emitting two beams of light.
"Bang!" Feng Yan's doppelganger was shattered, turning into a ball of blood mist.
"Come out! What's the point of continuing to hide?"
Murong Huan's voice spread across Golden Axis Star.
At the same time, his spiritual power merged into sound waves, spreading into the cosmic space outside the planet, probing the opponent's various arrangements to formulate countermeasures in advance.
Zhang Ruochen put away the Xutuohuan White Silver Tree, appearing below the clouds. His robes fluttered, and Buddha light overflowed from him. He called out, "Murong Huan, I've been waiting for you!"
Murong Huan snorted coldly, looking behind him.
The Dragon Lord, with golden hair and an outstanding heroic aura, carrying the Pure Yang Divine Sword and holding the Divine Dragon Sun Moon Chaos Pagoda, walked forward step by step, blocking the front of the space wormhole.
Murong Huan said, "Just the two of you? Where is the Truth Hall Master?"
The Dragon Lord said, "The Murong Clan harbors intentions to destroy the world. Such a major matter requires someone to deal with it. The Hall Master has gone to the Heavenly Palace to convene the Nine War Gods to discuss the campaign against the Murong Clan."
Murong Huan laughed, "If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. Do you have evidence? Without evidence, who dares to attack the Murong Clan? Besides, even if I intended to put Zhang Ruochen to death, that is my personal matter. Even if it were the Truth Hall Master, or even the Heavenly Venerable, I'm afraid they wouldn't settle the score with the entire Murong Clan."
Whether it was Feng Yan or the Dragon Lord, both were testing Murong Huan.
They had to understand how deep the connection between the Murong Clan and the Qishier Pin Lian was.
The best-case scenario was that it only involved Murong Huan at this level.
Murong Huan said, "I understand now. You have no evidence at all. You're testing me, right? If so, I'll be leaving!"
"Boom rumble!"
A majestic golden divine mountain broke through the ice, with only the exposed mountain body reaching ten thousand zhang high. Its steep cliffs stood tall, blocking Murong Huan's path.
It was the Shaoyang Divine Mountain, about to undergo Five Elements Gold Transformation. Inside the mountain, metal-type rule divine patterns flowed like golden clouds, emitting clanging sounds.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Just because you lent the Eternal Spear to Yu Dongxuan, I have every reason to kill you. Do you think you can leave?"
Murong Huan silently cursed Yu Dongxuan as a waste. Then, his aura spread outward, his spiritual power communicating with heaven and earth, summoning wind and thunder. The sky and earth became dark and gloomy. He said, "Zhang Ruochen, you little brat, do you think you're qualified to say that?"
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared.
Murong Huan was not flustered. He waved his sleeve, and dozens of talismans flew out, floating around him in various positions.
These talismans forced Zhang Ruochen out of space, still several hundred zhang away from Murong Huan.
Zhang Ruochen spread his five fingers, and on the Qilin Fist Gloves, qilin shadows and countless lightning bolts appeared.
"Boom!"
A heavy punch landed, shattering space inch by inch, spreading toward Murong Huan.
Murong Huan's expression changed slightly. He never expected Zhang Ruochen's combat power to be so terrifying, almost comparable to the Dragon Lord.
But how was that possible?
"Bang bang!"
Most of his protective talismans were shattered by the fist force.
Murong Huan was pushed backward by the fist force. Thousands of talisman imprints appeared on his talisman robe, and his hands quickly formed seals.
Time rules in heaven and earth converged toward him, flowing between his ten fingers.
"Life-Death Talisman Seal, Eon Slash!"
A talisman seal could cut off an eon's worth of lifespan from a god.
"Eon Slash? I know that too!"
Zhang Ruochen changed his fist into a finger sword, executing the ninth layer of the Time Sword Art, Eon Sword!
The sword's sound rang out.
As he thrust his finger, time rules flowed like water patterns.
The fingertip struck the center of the talisman seal. Then, the Blunt Void Stone on the Qilin Fist Gloves erupted with ten billion times the spatial gravity, tearing the Life-Death Talisman Seal apart.
Zhang Ruochen's finger sword advanced unstoppably, striking Murong Huan's body. All the protective talismans floating around him exploded.
"Bang!"
The sword qi sent Murong Huan flying dozens of miles away, crashing through mountain after mountain.
However, the talisman robe on his body was extraordinary, neutralizing most of the force. He was not seriously injured.
He had failed to successfully cut off an eon of his lifespan!
Zhang Ruochen did not strike again, saying, "You haven't mastered Time Esoterica? Who did you give your Time Esoterica to? Qishier Pin Lian?"
(End of this chapter)