Chapter 923: Saint of the Undying Blood Clan
"Mahā-Unbounded." The Second Minister of Works formed his hands into claw shapes, with slender strands of Buddhist Qi flowing from his fingers and swirling around them.
Each finger resembled a ferocious, raging dragon.
At the same time, the Second Minister of Works stepped forward, his body tensing into the shape of a drawn bow.
The tendons within his body, like bowstrings, let out a thunderous "bang," causing the space within dozens of miles to tremble violently.
"Whoosh."
The Second Minister of Works, like an arrow released from the string, shot through the spinning Azure Dragon Thorn in an instant, arriving before Blood General Kong Yi.
His two hands, emitting a series of dragon roars, struck toward Blood General Kong Yi's head and chest respectively.
The wind and waves generated by the Mahā Dragon Claw Hand surged forward, causing even Blood General Kong Yi's expression to change. He immediately executed a supreme movement technique, flapping his wings backward to retreat hastily.
"Rip."
However, the Second Minister of Works' claws still pierced through his Saint Soul Domain, leaving two claw-shaped bloody marks on his face and chest, deep enough to reveal bone.
"How can he be this strong?"
Blood General Kong Yi touched the blood on his face, his eyes filled with shock. He kept retreating, but the Second Minister of Works pursued even faster, appearing again above him.
"Roar!"
As the dragon roar sounded, Blood General Kong Yi looked up to see five black dragons appearing above his head.
The five black dragons were neatly arranged, forming a five-finger claw shape, descending rapidly.
In truth, those were not five real dragons but the Second Minister of Works' single hand. However, by executing the Mahā Dragon Claw Hand, he caused Blood General Kong Yi to witness such astonishing phenomena.
With a thunderous crash, the Mahā Dragon Claw Hand drove Blood General Kong Yi deep into the ground, leaving a claw print dozens of feet long on the surface.
"Cough... cough..."
More than half of Blood General Kong Yi's bones were broken. Lying at the bottom of the claw-shaped pit, his body writhed as blood continuously bubbled from his mouth.
"What a ferocious monk."
The Devouring Elephant Rabbit widened its eyes, staring at the Second Minister of Works, its mouth hanging open, revealing two clean white rabbit teeth.
Zhang Ruochen was also secretly shocked, finding it hard to believe.
Zhang Ruochen had some understanding of the Mahā Dragon Claw Hand; the difficulty of mastering that martial technique was nearly on par with the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm.
Yet, the Mahā Dragon Claw Hand displayed by the Second Minister of Works had clearly reached an extremely high level, enough to cross cultivation realms and kill opponents.
How could the most supreme martial art of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Path be mastered to its essence by a monk from a remote mountain temple?
Just as Zhang Ruochen was pondering this, the Devouring Elephant Rabbit beneath him could no longer contain itself. It moved its four hooves and charged into the claw-shaped pit.
"Pfft."
With lightning speed, it dug out Blood General Kong Yi's Half-Saint Light from his Qi Sea.
Blood General Kong Yi was severely injured, with no strength left to resist. He could only watch helplessly as a fat rabbit swallowed his Half-Saint Light in one gulp.
"This general... refuses... refuses to accept..."
No matter how furious Blood General Kong Yi felt inside, he could only tremble with his hands, unable to stand up, appearing utterly helpless.
Gradually, the darkness before his eyes grew deeper, until it turned into a dead silence.
Having lost his Half-Saint Light, no matter how high Blood General Kong Yi's cultivation or how powerful his life force, he gradually grew cold, turning into a corpse.
"Slap."
Zhang Ruochen slapped the top of the Devouring Elephant Rabbit's head and said, "What a glutton! That was the Half-Saint Light of an Eighth-Step Half-Saint. Can you withstand such immense power?"
As soon as he spoke, the Devouring Elephant Rabbit's body emitted a crimson glow. Powerful Saint Qi surged from within it, enveloping even Zhang Ruochen.
Within a single day, the Devouring Elephant Rabbit had swallowed two masses of Half-Saint Light, one of which came from an Eighth-Step Half-Saint. The Half-Saint Light of an Eighth-Step Half-Saint was more than ten times stronger than what the Devouring Elephant Rabbit had cultivated itself.
Could the Devouring Elephant Rabbit digest that energy?
If it couldn't, there was a risk of its body exploding.
If it could consume both masses of Half-Saint Light, its cultivation would undoubtedly advance by leaps and bounds.
Zhang Ruochen's worry was clearly unnecessary.
With a "thud," the Devouring Elephant Rabbit's body fell heavily to the ground. Its massive form rapidly shrank to only half a foot in length, emitting gurgling sounds as it fell into a deep sleep.
As the Devouring Elephant Rabbit collapsed, Zhang Ruochen also fell.
When Zhang Ruochen stood up again and saw the Devouring Elephant Rabbit sleeping like a dead pig, he found himself both amused and exasperated.
The Second Minister of Works looked at the dead Blood General Kong Yi, pressed his palms together, and recited a Buddhist phrase: "Amitabha."
In the distance, the Second Prince's face showed both shock and anger.
Blood General Kong Yi was a high-ranking Half-Saint and a fierce general of the Undying Blood Clan. Had he been killed by a charcoal-black monk and a rabbit?
Was there anything more absurd than this?
Of course, the Second Prince showed no fear. He looked up at the sky.
Within the blood clouds, countless figures of the Undying Blood Clan flew, numbering in the thousands, clearly a blood clan army.
At the same time, a purple-black war banner emerged from the blood clouds, bearing the characters "Zhong Ying."
The seven-foot-wide war banner fluttered in the high-altitude wind, making a rustling sound.
Dozens of powerful killing intents emanated from the blood clouds, targeting the Second Minister of Works and Zhang Ruochen below, including the Devouring Elephant Rabbit lying on the ground.
The Second Prince was puzzled. The Undying Blood Clan army was right above, filled with experts. Why had no one stepped in to save Blood General Kong Yi?
Just as the Second Prince was about to question the blood generals of the Undying Blood Clan, a tiny figure appeared in the sky.
He seemed to be beyond the universe, extremely far from the ground.
Thus, that figure appeared very small. Looking up from the ground, it was like a black dot.
Cultivators with poor eyesight couldn't even discern that the black dot was human-shaped.
Seeing the black dot flying in the sky, the Second Prince's face showed a confident smile.
He looked at Zhang Ruochen again, his eyes filled with more disdain, as if Zhang Ruochen was already doomed to die.
Zhang Ruochen also looked upward and quickly noticed the tiny black human-shaped dot in the sky. His expression darkened slightly as he muttered three words: "Heaven Blood Saint."
In the Eastern Domain, Zhang Ruochen had once encountered Heaven Blood Saint and Earth Blood Saint.
The powers of Heaven Blood Saint and Earth Blood Saint complemented each other. When they fought together, they could unleash several times their individual combat strength.
At that time, if Senior Brother Qingxiao Saint hadn't intervened to drive them back, Zhang Ruochen might not have survived until now.
Since Heaven Blood Saint had appeared, Earth Blood Saint should be nearby as well.
Zhang Ruochen looked down at the ground. At some point, within a hundred miles centered on Sikong Zen Monastery, the land had turned into a bloody red soil.
In the blood soil, dense blood patterns interwove and flowed slowly, giving the impression that the earth had grown blood vessels and become alive.
That was Earth Blood Saint.
To seize Zhang Ruochen's Sky-Soaring Sword, the Undying Blood Clan had dispatched two Saints, leaving him no chance to escape.
Zhang Ruochen's expression grew very grave. He took out the Cosmic Divine Wood Map from his Qi Sea, holding it in his hand, ready to summon the Blood Moon Ghost King at any moment.
Against the Second Prince of the Undying Blood Clan, Zhang Ruochen could still fight recklessly.
But against two Saints, there was no need to fight at all. Only by summoning the Blood Moon Ghost King could he resolve the crisis.
However, Zhang Ruochen wasn't in a hurry to call out the Blood Moon rules, as he sensed that Heaven Blood Saint and Earth Blood Saint seemed to be wary of something.
It was precisely because of their wariness that they hadn't acted when Blood General Kong Yi died.
What were they wary of?
Could it be related to Sikong Zen Monastery?
"Rustle."
On the ground, over a thousand blood patterns converged, forming a human shape.
At this moment, Earth Blood Saint appeared as a body formed by countless blood-red tentacles entwined together, standing atop a pile of blood patterns.
Facing Sikong Zen Monastery, he spoke in a hoarse, aged voice: "This Saint, under the order of Azure Heaven Blood Emperor, is capturing Zhang Ruochen to take him to the Nether King Sword Grave. I hope Sikong Zen Monastery will not interfere in this matter."
Leaving aside Earth Blood Saint's cultivation, which had already reached the Saint realm, merely uttering the name "Azure Heaven Blood Emperor" would intimidate ninety-nine percent of the world's cultivators, deterring them from obstructing his capture of Zhang Ruochen.
Earth Blood Saint naturally thought the same. Having invoked the Azure Heaven Blood Emperor's name, who would be foolish enough to continue opposing the Undying Blood Clan?