Chapter 272: What if I Give You Another Chance?

ed a chilling aura. At a glance, one could tell it was a master.And Chen Ping'an seemed, in front of the other party, like a child facing an adult, overreaching himself.No one believed Chen Ping'an co...Fang Yi said coldly, "Zhang Ruochin, you are too arrogant. Do you really think you can swallow so many holy sources by yourself" 。"Aren't you afraid of being killed" "Whether I can survive or not, I don't know. But one thing is certain, the Blade Prison Realm won't be able to take away a single Sacred Source..." 。Zhang Ruochin mobilized the power of the Universe Realm, and immediately, a powerful force erupted from his body, shaking Fang Yi's footing, causing him to retreat step by step, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. 。"So strong..." 。Fang Yi covered his chest, feeling furious in his heart, but he was also quite afraid and didn't dare to lash out. 。Kidding aside, Zhang Ruochen's current power could kill him with a casual strike. 。Besides, with Zhang Ruochin's talent as displayed, even if he were killed, the Moon Goddess would definitely use all her power to protect Zhang Ruochin's life. The Merit Temple might not even be able to punish him. 。

Just bear it!

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

The Children of the Six Realms communicate with their spiritual powers, prepare to retreat, and then lead the Saints of the Six Realms to forcefully seize the Holy Origin on the battlefield. 。The battlefield was so vast, and with so many Saints from the Six Great Worlds, even if Zhang Ruochen had three heads and six arms, he couldn't possibly stop them. 。But just as they were about to retreat, a powerful wave of sacred energy slammed into them, pinning them in place and rendering them immobile. 。Among the Seven Realms' heirs, besides Wu Hao, the other six heirs all changed color and looked at Zhang Ruochen. 。

Fēngmó said, "Zhang Ruochin, what do you mean We only wanted to take away the remains of the fallen warriors from the Mother Realm and the Holy Source within them. We left all the Holy Source in Luosha Houjue's body for you, isn't that enough"

After Yuán Hùn died, Fēngmó became the leader of the Eight Regions Saints, acting as regent for the realm master.

"Go!"Zhang Ruochen's palm waved, issuing an order. Immediately, the saints of the Holy Ming Central Empire surged forward in a rush, heading to collect the holy source. 。After making these arrangements, Zhang Ruochin spoke: "Since you have already escaped that battlefield, it means you have abandoned the holy source on the battlefield and handed them over to the Asura clan." 。And I, with my own strength, fought tooth and nail to repel the Rakshasa clan, wresting the Sacred Source from their grasp. 。"What right do you have to a share of the spoils"

The six disciples understood clearly. If it weren't for Zhang Ruochin repelling the Asura Marquis army, they wouldn't even dream of obtaining the Holy Source, let alone escaping unharmed. 。The worst possible outcome is a complete annihilation of the army. 。In the end, it was Zhang Ruochin who saved them. It's understandable that Zhang Ruochin wanted those Sacred Sources. 。But after the Rakshasa Marquis's army withdrew, without the threat of an external enemy, they naturally wanted to retrieve the Holy Source and wouldn't allow Zhang Ruochen to monopolize it. 。Faced with such huge profits, so-called kindness can only be put aside for the time being. 。The six figures were all dragons among men, incredibly shrewd. Almost simultaneously, they poured all their energy into circulating their holy energy, unleashing the greatest power they possessed, desperate to break free from Zhang Ruochin's suppression. 。"Boom!"Six strands of saintly Dao power exploded like six clouds, and the surrounding space was violently trembling. 。"I know Shengyuan is important to you, but it's important to me too." 。So, today we can only rely on our abilities to fight for the sacred source. Whoever has the greater ability, the sacred source will belong to them. 。Zhang Ruochen uttered these words, raised a palm, and pressed it towards the void. Immediately, the ground beneath the six Realm Lords sank sharply, and countless spatial cracks appeared around their bodies, trapping them within an area of several dozen zhang. 。Damn it, the space of the ancestral realm is too fragile. Zhang Ruochin's spatial power can exert immense power. It's too disadvantageous to fight him here. 。I finally understand why the Rakshasa princess retreated with the Duke's army despite having the upper hand. 。If pushed to the brink, with Zhang Ruochin's current cultivation level, he could completely collapse this space and perish with them. 。At that time, the Rakshasa clan suffered heavy losses. 。Six Boundary Lords were trapped within the shattered space. The Saints of the Six Great Worlds saw that things were dire, and immediately rushed onto the battlefield to seize the Holy Source. 。If that were the case, Zhang Ruochin wouldn't be able to borrow the power of the Universe Realm. Even if he used spatial means in the Ancestral Spirit Realm, he wouldn't be able to stop them. 。But now...Zhang Ruochin did his best to mobilize the power of the乾坤 Realm, his body couldn't bear that power, and some bloodstains appeared on his skin surface again. 。But, he still gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on. 。

"Space rift"

“BOOM”

Zhang Ruoxu tore open a long crack, the black fissure connecting the sky and earth, extremely awe-inspiring. 。With a wave of his arm, a black fissure flew out, extending from beneath Zhang Ruochin's feet for thousands of miles, tearing open this space and cutting off the advance of the six Great World Saints. 。

Thousands of miles long fissures, a hundred meters wide

The saints who had rushed to the edge of the spatial rift were all startled and immediately stopped in their tracks. 。They stared wide-eyed ahead, as if gazing at a divine spectacle, their legs trembling slightly. 。On the other hand, the saint of the Holy Shining Central Empire was doing their utmost to gather the holy source. 。They all knew time was running out. Zhang Ruochen, on his own, couldn't hold back the six World Saint for long. 。Therefore, besides the Sacred Source, they didn't collect any other treasures at all. 。Although it pains me, there's nothing I can do. 。

The fastest receiving speed is definitely magic sound.

Her legs transformed into tens of thousands of roots that spread across the battlefield. Each root acted like a hand, gathering vast amounts of holy energy back. 。As the spatial rift closed again, nearly all the holy sources on the battlefield were collected by the saints of the Holy Light Central Empire. 。

"Go

Zhang Ruochin roared, then unleashed a wave of holy energy, enveloping them and carrying them away to a distant location. 。Ling Yan Demon Empress, Dong Liu Sword Master, Wan Zhao Yi and others, rushed out of the shattered space. When they arrived, Zhang Ruochen and the saints from the Holy Ming Central Empire had already vanished into the horizon, leaving no trace behind. 。"It's a pity, Zhang Ruochin single-handedly took away over one million Shengyuan, obtaining such a massive amount of resources. He's not afraid of incurring fatal danger." 。Every subordinate mortal realm in the Heavenly Court will be moved, just wait and see, Zhang Ruochin is courting death. 。They all knew that catching up to Zhang Ruochin was already impossible, and it was highly unlikely they could reclaim the Merit Book Wall and those Saint Sources. All they could do was lead the saints from various worlds to start searching for other treasures on the battlefield. 。Besides Shengyuan, on the battlefield, there were also holy artifacts, elixirs, talismans, secret manuals, holy corpses, and holy blood... These things were all extremely valuable. The central imperial court of Shengming simply couldn't take them all away. 。This battlefield is littered with over a million holy corpses, making it a truly astonishing treasure trove. Anything taken to the mortal realm would be priceless. 。Soon, the hour of Zi arrived, and the Sacred Virtue battle ended. 。A beam of three-colored divine light flew from the dark universe and landed on the four fragments of the ancestral world, like a colorful cloud of divine energy, pervading the heavens and earth. 。All the saints in the ancestral realm are enveloped by divine light. 。They only felt a lightness in their body, followed by a dizzying sensation. 。Upon my return to the physical realm, I found myself at the celestial star of Gongde, by the banks of the Tianhe River. 。

The Virtue Star, although a star, is not "ball"-shaped, but "staircase"-shaped. It has 8,940 steps, each one li high, and each step is a world in the Book of Virtues.

At the very top of the stairs, there stood a magnificent temple, as grand as the staircase itself, towering nearly eight thousand miles high. Standing at the foot of the temple, one couldn't even see its peak, only a layer of ethereal mist. 。At this moment, all the living saints of the Seven Realms of Shatha are gathered outside the temple. 。All the saints felt a tremor, and they knelt down involuntarily on the ground, bowing to the temple. 。Only a few saints remained standing, but their faces were filled with reverence. They held their breath and dared not speak loudly. 。"Temple of Merit " 。Zhang Ruochen read out the four characters on the plaque above the temple gate. 。There were four divine script characters. The moment Zhang Ruochen saw them, he felt an overwhelming power surging toward him, trying to forcefully suppress him and force him to kneel on the ground. 。In an instant, Zhang Ruochin's face turned as pale as paper. The holy soul within him felt like it was about to be crushed into pieces. 。"Whoosh—"Zhang Ruochen hurriedly mobilized the power of the Universe Disk, blocking the divine might radiating from the four divine scripts. Finally, he straightened his slightly bent legs. 。...also let the shattered holy soul, reunite again... 。"Daring, within your body, there is hidden another force. This breaks the rules of the Merit War." 。For fairness' sake, this deity shall now punish you, reducing you to ashes. 。Within the Hall of Merit, a mighty and domineering divine voice echoed. 。Every word that came out felt like a blow to Zhang Ruochin, his body flung back as he spat blood from his mouth. His chest caved in, and every bone in his body shattered. 。Seeing this scene, many saints present smiled with delight. 。Especially the saints of the Dao Prison Realm and the Zi Fu Realm, almost laughed out loud. It was really refreshing, someone should have stood up to suppress Zhang Ruochin's arrogance a long time ago. 。

"With a divine strike, Zhang Ruichen is doomed!"

Fang Yi's heart was filled with unspeakable joy

Because Fang Er knew that with his own strength, he probably wouldn't be Zhang Ruochin's opponent for the rest of his life. 。It goes without saying that it's fantastic to have a deity intervene. 。

"Whoosh"

A brilliant moon rose from the other side of the Milky Way, instantly crossing the 108,000-li wide river surface and arriving above the Star of Merit. 。That full moon was incomparably bright and dazzling, its diameter directly colliding with the surface of the Temple of Merit. 。With a deafening boom, the Hall of Merit trembled slightly as it was struck. The sheer force of the divine power unleashed caused massive waves to surge across the distant Milky Way. 。The stars in the surrounding sky were trembling violently. 。

"Moon God, what are you going to do Are you going to destroy the Temple of Merit" A voice filled with anger and indignation echoed within the temple.

“The Hall of Merit cannot achieve fairness. To want to kill the peerless prodigy of my Guanghan realm, even if I destroy it, what difference does it make”The Moon God’s stunning figure stood in the center of the moon, sacred and dignified, cold and elegant. Her pair of eyes, the most beautiful in the world, were exceptionally sharp, like two divine swords that could pierce through heaven and earth. 。And at this moment, Zhang Ruochin, who was heavily injured, was held in the arms of the Moon Goddess. Her two pearly white hands surged with divine power, channeling it into his wounded body, healing him. 。I've been busy learning in Jinggangshan these days. The courses are very packed, and I haven't had much time to code. So, I'm squeezing out time to write a chapter... 。However, today's learning has ended, and I'll be going home tomorrow. I'm going to retreat and code for a while next. The day after tomorrow, if nothing else comes up, I should be able to resume updates. 。I can't say anything else, I can only say sorry. 。The Endught people in armed with various "weapons" to forcefully take Chen Pingan.But when the Ginger family's servants saw Chen Ping'an, no matter how the butler directed them, they stood there, looking at...