# Chapter 789: The Anger in the Heart
"Who exactly are you, sir?"
Feng Han's eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at the young man opposite him. A cold, icy aura emanated from his body, causing his momentum to rise steadily.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was using his original appearance. Feng Han had never seen him before, so naturally, he could not recognize him.
Zhang Ruochen placed Xuanji Sword Saint's remains on the ground, took off his Daoist robe, and draped it over the body.
Then, he tightened his grip on the hilt of the Abyssal Ancient Sword, his eyes sharp and cold as he stared at Feng Han. "Are you Feng Han, the fourth disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint, or the Sixth Prince of the Undying Blood Clan?"
Feng Han carefully examined Zhang Ruochen. Although he could not see through Zhang Ruochen's specific realm, he could sense that his cultivation had not reached the Half-Saint realm.
A mere Fish-Dragon realm cultivator—what was there to fear?
Feng Han completely relaxed, licked his lips, and smiled. "Does it really matter to you what my identity is?"
"Of course."
Zhang Ruochen revealed two rows of snow-white teeth. "Because your answer will determine how you die. Compared to the Undying Blood Clan, I hate a traitor even more."
If Xuanji Sword Saint had truly fought a fair battle against Jiuyou Sword Saint and unfortunately fallen, Zhang Ruochen would not have such deep hatred and anger in his heart. At most, he would later go to Jiuyou City, challenge Jiuyou Sword Saint as Xuanji Sword Saint's disciple, defeat him, and win back honor for his master.
After all, everyone dies.
For a sword cultivator to die in a high-profile decisive battle was already a spectacular end.
But his master was not killed because of insufficient strength—he was murdered through treachery. That was a true blood feud.
Feng Han curled his lips into a disdainful smile. "It seems you really hate me. I think I've already guessed your identity."
"Is that so?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Besides a disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint, who else would hate me so much? The clothes you're wearing should be the Meteor Invisibility Cloak of the third senior brother. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so fast, nor would you have been able to evade my five senses and follow me all the way here."
Zhang Ruochen only stared coldly at Feng Han. Since his master had already passed away, it was no big deal even if the world learned that Zhang Ruochen, the Heir of Time and Space, was still alive.
Feng Han appeared indifferent. "Actually, whether I am the Sixth Prince of the Undying Blood Clan or the fourth disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint, with your cultivation, you probably can't do anything to me. On the contrary, it seems to me that you are walking right into a trap."
With that, Feng Han pointed his finger toward Zhang Ruochen.
"Shua, shua."
Four Half-Saints of the Undying Blood Clan immediately activated their movement techniques, turning into black shadows that surrounded Zhang Ruochen, standing in the four directions of east, south, west, and north.
Apart from Tai Xi Half-Saint, the other four Undying Blood Clan Half-Saints were named Xin Feng, Xin Lei, Xin Yun, and Xin Yu, all at the First Order Half-Saint realm.
Among them, Xin Feng Half-Saint and Xin Lei Half-Saint had the highest cultivation, reaching the peak of First Order Half-Saint.
Xin Yun Half-Saint and Xin Yu Half-Saint were at the middle stage of First Order Half-Saint.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the four Undying Blood Clan Half-Saints but remained extremely calm. "Whether I'm walking into a trap depends on whether you have the ability."
"A mere Fish-Dragon realm cultivator dares to be so arrogant before the Half-Saints of the Undying Blood Clan? This old man can deal with you with just one hand."
Xin Yun Half-Saint appeared quite angry, stepping forward.
Immediately, blood-red patterns emerged on his skin surface, and powerful Saint Qi surged out. With a tearing sound, his black robe was shattered into pieces, flying away as palm-sized black fragments.
On Xin Yun Half-Saint's back, a pair of meat wings over ten meters long rapidly unfolded, revealing the true form of the Undying Blood Clan.
In that instant, a bloody wind swept across an area of dozens of miles. The trees in the jungle swayed incessantly, making rustling sounds.
Feng Han crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was ready to enjoy the show. "Xin Yun Half-Saint, be careful. Although this person's cultivation hasn't reached the Half-Saint realm, his movement speed is astonishingly fast. Don't capsize in a ditch."
"Rest assured, Sixth Prince. A mere Fish-Dragon realm cultivator—this old man will capture him with ease."
Xin Yun Half-Saint clearly did not take a Fish-Dragon realm human ant seriously. With six Undying Blood Clan Half-Saints present, even if his speed was fast, what use was it? He was just a turtle in a jar.
Flapping his wings backward, Xin Yun Half-Saint activated his movement technique and charged out like lightning.
With his Half-Saint realm, he crossed dozens of zhang in an instant, appearing before Zhang Ruochen and extending a huge claw to grab at Zhang Ruochen's right shoulder.
Zhang Ruochen remained calm in the face of danger, stepping back.
"Hua!"
Five sharp claws dragged three-foot-long flames, forming five crimson claw marks that swept past in front of Zhang Ruochen's chest.
"This kid's speed is indeed fast."
Xin Yun Half-Saint was slightly surprised, not expecting his attack to miss.
Just as he was stunned, Zhang Ruochen struck out with his sword at even greater speed, dragging out dozens of sword qi that turned into a rain of swords, striking toward Xin Yun Half-Saint's chest.
"Sacred Soul Domain."
Xin Yun Half-Saint had rich combat experience and reacted extremely quickly. Sensing danger, he immediately released his Sacred Soul Domain.
At the same time, he raised his arms to block in front.
Xin Yun Half-Saint's arms were equipped with two ancient black arm guards. As Saint Qi was injected into them, the arm guards emitted a hissing sound, releasing strands of blood-red light threads that, like a dense spider web, wove together into a blood-red shield over ten meters long in front of him.
"Bang."
The Abyssal Ancient Sword's power was formidable, cutting through the blood-red shield and striking Xin Yun Half-Saint's two black arm guards, sending sparks flying everywhere.
The powerful force unleashed from the sword sent Xin Yun Half-Saint flying thirty zhang before he landed again, his feet sinking deep into the ground.
With his feet as the center, the ground within ten zhang cracked with a popping sound, creating dozens of palm-wide fissures.
Xin Yun Half-Saint's arms ached as if they were splitting, trembling uncontrollably, and blood flowed from beneath the black arm guards.
His eyes were filled with shock. "How can a Fish-Dragon realm cultivator be so strong?"
Not far away, Feng Han's eyes also narrowed slightly, showing a hint of surprise. He clearly had not expected that this young man could repel Xin Yun Half-Saint.
In the Fish-Dragon realm, being able to injure a First Order Half-Saint with a single sword—only the nine Realm Sons selected by the human race would have such formidable strength.
Zhang Ruochen stood with his sword horizontal, still beside Xuanji Sword Saint's remains. "The Half-Saints of the Undying Blood Clan are nothing special."
Feng Han's gaze turned cold as he looked at the four Undying Blood Clan Half-Saints. "Xin Feng Half-Saint, Xin Lei Half-Saint, Xin Yun Half-Saint, Xin Yu Half-Saint—set up the Celestial Phenomenon Combined Attack Formation. You must suppress this person. Whoever can capture him alive, this prince will reward him with Xuanji Sword Saint's Sacred Source."
Only within a Saint's body could a Sacred Source be cultivated.
Jiuyou Sword Saint's strike had shattered Xuanji Sword Saint's soul, but the Sacred Source within his body remained intact.
If a Half-Saint could completely refine a Sacred Source, absorbing the Saint Qi and knowledge within it, they would have at least a fifty percent chance of becoming a Saint.
Without a Sacred Source, out of a hundred Half-Saints, not even one might become a Saint.
The Sacred Source was a shortcut to Sainthood.
Thus, when a Sacred Source appeared, its attraction to Half-Saints was immense. Even if they had to fight tooth and nail, they would seize it.
The four Undying Blood Clan Half-Saints revealed greedy expressions, their eyes turning completely blood-red as they stood in the darkness, appearing especially eerie.
Feng Han instructed again, "This place is very close to the Liangyi Sect. You must finish this quickly."
The eldest of the four Half-Saints, Xin Feng, said, "Rest assured, Sixth Prince. With the four of us brothers joining forces, this child will surely die."
The four Undying Blood Clan Half-Saints stood in four directions around Zhang Ruochen, simultaneously releasing their Sacred Soul Domains.
"Hua!"
Four layers of blood-red light mist rapidly spread outward, looking from afar like four egg-shaped spheres of Saint Qi.
Soon, the four domains merged into one, emitting a loud boom. The gravity within the domain increased tenfold again, reaching the intensity of a Second Order Half-Saint's Sacred Soul Domain.
The four Half-Saints fully mobilized the power within their bodies, causing a radius of a hundred li to be completely enveloped by a blood-red cloud. The surrounding vegetation, upon contact with the blood qi, immediately hissed and rapidly withered, becoming lifeless.
Xin Yun's face was quite ferocious as he stared at Zhang Ruochen at the center. "With a thousand times gravity suppression, can your speed still be that fast?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at the Celestial Phenomenon Combined Attack Formation before him and glanced at Xin Yun. "Why don't you try it and find out?"
Having suffered a loss once, Xin Yun was not about to be fooled again. He snorted coldly, "You're already trapped in the combined formation, yet you're still putting on airs. Eldest Brother, Second Brother, attack together. First, cripple his hands and feet. Fourth Sister, stay and control the formation."
Xin Feng Half-Saint, Xin Lei Half-Saint, and Xin Yun Half-Saint transformed into three blood-red figures, simultaneously attacking Zhang Ruochen.
Because Zhang Ruochen had previously injured Xin Yun Half-Saint with a single sword, the three Half-Saints did not underestimate him. They struck with full force, aiming for a one-hit kill.
The bone war blade in Xin Feng Half-Saint's hand was crafted from the bone of a Seventh Grade Barbarian Beast, the Dragon Vulture. Inside the blade, three hundred and seventy-six inscriptions were engraved, and after decades of refinement, it had become a very powerful Hundred-Pattern Sacred Artifact.