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The soldier who was kneeling on the ground was struck by two ice palm prints. In an instant, he froze into a solid block of ice.
Then, the humanoid ice sculpture began to crack with dozens of fissures.
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With a crack, it shattered into pieces, both the iron armor and flesh, all transforming into icy crystals.
"Not Zhang Ruocheng?"
The green-winged cicada's face changed again, sensing that a faint ripple in space had appeared behind him, about one zhang away.
At the same time, a terrifying murderous aura erupted like a flood breaking its banks, threatening to engulf her in an instant.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen leaped through space, surging out rapidly. He immediately absorbed five time imprints, incorporating them into his swordsmanship and unleashed the graded sword technique.
The flow of time in the surrounding space has slowed down a bit.
The speed of the sword, however, became even faster.
This sneak attack had to take Qingyi Cicada's life, so Zhang Ruochin used both time and space power.
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If this move doesn't kill the Azure Wing Cicada, the next battle will surely be very difficult.
A flash of light, and the tip of the Chen Yuan Ancient Sword pierced through the Qing Yi Chan's helmet, shattering its iron plating.
Suddenly, a change occurred.
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"Boom."
A deafening metallic clang echoed through the air, sending shockwaves that shattered a large section of the buildings within the Inspector General's residence.
The quaint little cauldron spun rapidly, solidifying into seven concentric rings of emerald light that completely enveloped the Azurewing Cicada.
"You actually fused the Ice Soul Divine Cauldron with your own skull." Zhang Ruochin's face showed a look of astonishment.
With the formidable vitality of a nine-ranked demigod, even if their heart is pierced, they will not die immediately. By taking some rare healing holy medicines, their heart wounds can even be repaired.
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The only way to truly kill a ninth-rank demigod is to pierce their skull and shatter their spiritual sea.
However, the Azure-winged Cicada refined the Ice Soul Divine Cauldron into its skull, making its head the most formidable defense. Zhang Ruichen thus missed his best chance to kill her.
"Since you know that this leader possesses the Bing Po Divine Cauldron, why do you dare come here?"
Qing Yi Chan let out a cold snort. Her powerful holy energy surged rapidly through the five sacred meridians within her body, emitting a deep "rumbling" sound. (.mianhuaang good-looking novels
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The Five Sacred Veins, like five broad sacred rivers.
??? Martial Saint Qi surged towards the top of his head, injecting into the Bing Po Divine Cauldron.
< ?????????>An ancient, quaint tripod emitted tenfold more emerald light. It trembled slightly, releasing a powerful surge that crashed towards Zhang Ruochen.
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Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and landed dozens of meters away.
The Blue-winged Cicada's just now strike, the power unleashed, exceeded Zhang Ruochin's capacity to bear. His five internal organs and six fu were violently shaken, bringing a wave of intense pain.
To sum it up, Zhang Ruochin's power is still quite a distance from that of a Ninth Stage Half-Saint late stage cultivator.
However, Zhang Ruichen's attainments in other aspects far surpassed those of a ninth-rank half-saint late-stage cultivator. In addition to being able to wield the power of time and space, he was therefore able to stand on equal footing with a ninth-rank half-saint late-stage cultivator.
Head-on, Zhang Ruochin would be crushed.
The azure cicada stretched out an iron hand, supporting a green ancient cauldron, and with a condescending look, said: "Zhang Ruochin, you only reached the half-saint realm less than a year ago, and dared to assassinate a ninth-tier half-saint. Do you really think that mastering space and time can make you invincible?"
Zhang Ruochin circulated his holy energy for a full cycle. The pain in his internal organs immediately disappeared, and he revealed a smile and said, "Although I reached the half-saint realm less than a year ago, my time cultivating is far more than a year."
This president has reached the half-saint realm for a hundred years. A century of profound accumulation is not something you, a junior, can imagine.
The Qingyi cicada appeared calm and composed, possessing extraordinary grace.
Zhang Ruochin indeed felt a significant amount of pressure from the Qingying Cicada.
This kind of pressure, never experienced by Liao Huacheng, Yan Honglie, Han Ying, or Guo Lu, made Zhang Ruochin even more cautious.
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<<< Inside the formation, thousands upon thousands of ghostly figures appeared. Some had disheveled hair and rode beasts, while others wielded long spears... The entire General's Mansion was instantly shrouded in an eerie and sinister atmosphere.
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Those ghostly phantoms, empowered the four high-ranking demigods.
The four high-ranking demigods, like transformed Yin soldiers and ghost kings, exuded an aura comparable to that of a ninth-rank demigod.
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"The princess of the ancient Ghost Cultivating clan?" Zhang Ruochin's eyes held a strange gleam.
Within the Duyu Mansion, a melodious pipa sound echoed.
Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction from which the pipa music was coming. In the distance, in a pavilion painted azure, sat a girl wearing a black long dress.
A graceful figure, concealed within a swirling cloud of mist.
Her fingers, slender and long, delicately plucked the strings on the pipa, playing out a mournful tune.
Besides, behind the girl stood two ominous figures, one black and one white.
The two statues of Yama were over three meters tall. Iron chains wrapped around their shoulders and waists, making them appear even more imposing and giving off a truly eerie vibe.
Zhang Ruochin clearly remembered that the princess of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan, Feng Yinchan, and Yin Xuanji of the Zombie Chasing Ancient Clan were trapped in the underworld.
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Now, the passage between the underworld and Kunlun is sealed by the stone talismans left behind by the Empress of a Thousand Bones. How could they possibly return?
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"Are you the Yinchan?" Zhang Ruochin asked.
The girl holding a pipa giggled, her voice piercing as she said, "Didn't you expect this?"
"Indeed, it's somewhat unexpected," Zhang Ruochin replied.
<<< The Qiyin Cicada held the Bingpo Divine Cauldron in one hand and kept the other behind its back. It declared loudly, "This commander has already set everything up. I've just been waiting for you to fall into the trap so that we could capture you."
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I already knew that killing you wouldn't be easy.
Zhang Ruochin was still calm and composed. He added, "Of course, if you want to capture me, it won't be an easy task."
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The Qingyi cicada's eyes glinted with a sneer as it spoke, "With the current arrangements of the Imperial Guard Garrison, you're not enough to capture me?"
Zhang Ruochin shook his head, his tone firm, and said: "It's still a little short."
The entire Inspector General's Mansion was not only home to the Four Extremes Ghost King Formation, but also to experts from the Qingyi Cicada and the Ghost Cult. It could truly be called a den of dragons and tigers. Even those on the "Half-Saint List" and the "Half-Saint Outer List" would likely find it difficult to escape unharmed.
Could Zhang Ruochin actually have the confidence to escape?
The Green-winged Cicada didn't want to wait any longer, fearing a change in circumstances. She immediately ordered: "Act now."
Immediately, four high-ranking demigods wielding black battle flags summoned thousands upon thousands of ghostly apparitions, leading the charge against Zhang Ruichen.
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Blessed by ghosts, the four high-level demigods became exceptionally powerful.
Among them, a red-haired old man waved his battle flag, summoning a gust of icy and bone-chilling wind, unleashing thousands of ghostly shadows.
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What the? "Wow"
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After cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to its ninth level, Zhang Ruochin's yang energy within his body was a thousand times that of an ordinary person.
Ghouls and spirits are most afraid of yang energy and righteous qi.
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The surging masculine energy, coupled with the power of the palm, attacks the past together.
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In an instant, hundreds of ghosts shattered into mist, and the red-haired old man was sent flying.
The red-haired old man looked startled and immediately retreated backward. At the same time, his hands holding the battle flag dripped with blood.
Zhang Ruochin was greatly surprised. He knew that the palm strike he had just delivered was already at the level of a sacred technique, yet it only managed to knock the red-haired elder back without seriously injuring him.
To receive the blessing of a ghost, and for four high-level half-saints to possess such strength?
"Let's get this done quickly."
The Qingyi Cicada blasted the Bingpo Divine Cauldron outward. The small and exquisite ancient cauldron grew larger and larger until it was as large as a palace, radiating a terrifying power that shook the soul.
The Bing Po Divine Tripod emitted a chilling aura, turning the entire Marshal's Mansion into a frozen wasteland.
In the distance, within a pavilion, Feng Yinchuan, dressed in an obsidian-colored gown, played the pipa once more. Her fingers danced across the strings, producing a melody laced with lethal intent, leaving one with a sense of impending storm.
"Zhang Ruchen, I'm giving you two King of Unchanging statues. When you go to hell, remember to return them! Hehehe!" Feng Yinchan's laughter sounded like a silver bell.
She leaped into the air, spreading her alluring form, and landed on top of the pavilion.
Below, one black and one white, two statues of Yama Kings flew out, from two other directions, attacking Zhang Ruochin.
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Just need to get through the tribulation and then I can transform.
"With so many ghostly soldiers and spirits, it seems we'll need to call on the two monks to perform a soul-cleansing ritual."
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"I beseech you,
do not ask them to come out and commit murder.
They will be burdened by karma, which will severely harm their spiritual development."
But, ask them to perform rituals for the deceased, they will benefit a lot from cultivation. Performing rituals for the deceased is also a way to temper one's Buddhist heart.
Of course, Zhang Ruochin was quite worried. Did the two monks understand scriptures about transmigrating souls? Especially Da Sikong, he didn't seem like a monk who would recite sutras at all. |
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