God Emperor

Whoosh!

After crossing the wormhole, Zhang Ruochen instantly arrived 200,000 miles away and entered the deep zone.

He looked back and saw the 10,000-mile-tall Albajade Tree had become the size of a millstone. Its light was still dazzling.

Before Zhang Ruochen could heave a sigh of relief, spatial fluctuations appeared not far away. Another Wormhole Mirror appeared.

"You are fast," said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen could tell who was the person easily without even guessing. After all, on the Celestial-Hunting battlefield, there was no one other than Yan Wushen who could open a wormhole like him.

RAWWWRRRR!

With a long roar, Yan Wushen, who was 96 feet tall, jumped over the mirror and rushed out. He said, "Zhang Ruochen, stop running. Let's fight!"

Zhang Ruochen ignored him. He pointed with his finger to open a Wormhole Mirror again and stepped into it.

Whoosh!

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Yan Wushen caught up again. He raised his voice as he said, "Your injuries are serious. If you continue like this, there will be incurable hidden dangers. Why don't you stay and fight me? I'll give you 15 minutes to recover."

"15 minutes is too short. How about a day?" Zhang Ruochen replied.

Yan Wushen snorted.

Zhang Ruochen did not stop. He continued to cross the space.

Now, the initiative was in Zhang Ruochen's hands. Once he promised Yan Wushen to stop fighting, Yan Wushen would have the initiative instead.

After swallowing the Pale Blood Soil, Zhang Ruochen was confident that he could hold on until the end of the Celestial-Hunting battle.

If he chose to keep running, Yan Wushen would not be able to catch up with him, even if Yan Wushen's attainment in the Path of Dimension was not inferior to his.

"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. But today, I only want to take first place among the ten clans. So, I won't accompany you."

With these words, Zhang Ruochen stepped into the Wormhole Mirror for the fourth time.

There was not much time left before the Celestial-Hunting battle ended. Most cultivators stopped fighting and waited for the Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms to teleport them back to Mount Destiny.

But Yan Wushen refused to give up. He continued to chase after Zhang Ruochen. "There are rules set by the Fane of Destiny. You are not allowed to take all your clansmen off your home planet. You broke the rules. Even if the Immortal Vampires get the most points, they'll be stripped of their rank," said Yan Wushen.

"The planet of the Immortal Vampires doesn't exist anymore. Why should we follow the rules?" Zhang Ruochen retorted.

...

Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen fled for millions of miles in the chase. The colorful fog filled the surroundings, the space quivering.

Que and Lan Ying had practiced the Path of Dimension, but they were not good enough to open a Wormhole Mirror. They could not catch up with Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, the two Masters of Dimension.

Yan Wushen was still slower than Zhang Ruochen. He could not stop Zhang Ruochen.

If this went on, Yanluo Clan would definitely lose.

Yan Wushen had no choice. He could only use his last move. "I'll give you one last chance. Stay and fight with me. We'll determine the ranking of Yanluo Clan and the Immortal Vampires based on our victory.

"Otherwise, Que and Lan Ying will join the forces targetting you.

"The two of them won't let go of this chance to kill you."

After ten years of practicing in the dark star, refining Pale Blood Soil, and cultivating his sixth type of Saintwill, the gap between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen's cultivation and combat strength had widened.

If Zhang Ruochen had not been so severely injured, he would not have minded fighting Yan Wushen to inflict a full defeat on Yan Wushen.

But now was not the time.

Zhang Ruochen did not say a word and continued his escape.

Yan Wushen shook his head and did not hesitate anymore. He waved his hand and sent out two Communication talismans, tellingQue and Lan Ying the spatial coordinates of him and Zhang Ruochen.

After that, every time Yan Wushen crossed the Wormhole Mirror, he would send out two Communication talismans.

Yan Wushen believed that the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill had a fatal attraction to Que and Lan Ying. They would definitely try to catch up.

After receiving the message, Lan Ying and Que did not act immediately. They knew that they could not catch up to Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen by flying.

Soon, they received seven Communication talismans in a row.

Que raised his hand. A vast starry realm appeared in his palm. Seven spatial coordinates automatically appeared in his palm, forming an irregular line.

"As expected, Zhang Ruochen will appear in this area next time."

Que extended his finger and pointed to one of the areas.

As expected, Yan Wushen's eighth Communication Talisman flew over. The location of the spatial coordinates was very close to the location Que had analyzed.

"But it isn't enough to analyze the location Zhang Ruochen will cross next time.

"Because the universe is vast. The small area you have figured out is probably thousands of miles wide.

"Even if we reach that area ahead of time, it's possible that we are still far away from Zhang Ruochen. If so, we won't be able to stop him from crossing a space again in time," said Lan Ying.

"Thousands of miles? That's about it. We just need to stop Zhang Ruochen from opening a Wormhole Mirror again. Even if we can only stop him for a moment, Yan Wushen, who is catching up from behind, will be able to stop him completely."

Lan Ying and Que did not wait any longer. They entered the dimensional teleportation array and teleported away.

This dimensional teleportation array was the one that Supreme Saint Yanhong had repaired. It had always been guarded by the Bone Clan Supreme Saint.

Whoosh!

The boundless void was silent. Suddenly, a Wormhole Mirror appeared.

Zhang Ruochen's face was pale. He rushed out.

His internal injuries worsened again.

He knew very well that with Que and Lan Ying's talent and wisdom, they could definitely catch up once they got the coordinates. Just like back then, Que could not lose Yan Huangtu and Lan Ying chasing him despite his unrivaled speed.

Those whose cultivation was at their level were not ordinary people.

Yan Wushen was chasing after him too hard. Zhang Ruochen did not have much time to think. He had to keep opening a Wormhole Mirror. The further he ran, the lower the probability of Que and Lan Ying catching up with him.

Swoosh!

A beam of blood-red light hit the Wormhole Mirror Zhang Ruochen had just opened. It shook the mirror until it was unstable.

If he forced his way into the mirror, the mirror would collapse instantly. It was very dangerous.

Zhang Ruochen saw the source of the blood-red light. Thousands of miles away, Lan Ying and Que stood together. They both injected their power into the Sword of Asura at the same time, causing the sword light to hit the Wormhole Mirror in an instant.

When they were on the home planet of Yanluo Clan, they were mortal enemies and had a great enmity with each other.

But for the sake of common interests, they chose to join hands at this moment.

It was at that moment that Yan Wushen caught up to him. From behind, he shattered the Wormhole Mirror that Zhang Ruochen had opened with a punch across space. Then, he enveloped Zhang Ruochen in a Profound Spatial Dimension, trying to stop Zhang Ruochen from using Dimensional techniques to escape.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Yan Wushen, who was standing 33 meters away. He did not continue his escape.

Que and Lan Ying flew over from the other two directions. They were very fast. In a moment, they had crossed thousands of miles and reached the edge of Yan Wushen's Spatial Dimension. They sealed off Zhang Ruochen's escape route.

Three powerful aurae squeezed Zhang Ruochen in the middle.

Yan Wushen said, "This isn't what I want to see. You bring this to yourself."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yan Wushen, Que, and Lan Ying. "I have to admit that each of you is very powerful." His tone was indifferent.

"Zhang Ruochen, you have been through a series of battles today. You are exhausted and wounded. You are not at your best state. If you were at your best state, the three of us would never be able to stop you," said Que

"That's why we cannot allow someone like him to live," said Lan Ying.

Que continued, "Return my Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. I'll leave immediately."

Compared to last time, Que lowered his conditions again. He only wanted the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill back.

He did not want to participate in the fight between the Immortal Vampires and Yanluo Clan. Once he did, he would definitely offend these two clans. Why would he make enemies for no reason?

The Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill was his, to begin with. It was only right for him to take it back.

Lan Ying's eyes flashed with a sly smile. "Unfortunately, I also want the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. Zhang Ruochen, if you give it to me, I'll leave immediately."

Of course, Lan Ying wanted to devour Zhang Ruochen more. However, he was greedy and did not want to let go of the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.

If Zhang Ruochen gave the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill to Que, it would be difficult for him to snatch it from Que.

If Que got the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, he might leave the Celestial-Hunting battlefield immediately. Lan Ying, on the other hand, would never do that.

Devouring Zhang Ruochen and taking away Zhang Ruochen's cultivation was Lan Ying's ultimate goal.

"This is troublesome. I only have one Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. Who should I give it to?"

As he spoke, Zhang Ruochen took out a square Spatial Box with a length, width, and height of four meters and held it in his hand. The box was transparent. It was a solid shape formed after the space was frozen.

A small brass cauldron was sealed inside the Spatial Box.

The small brass cauldron was wrapped in a layer of black gaseous patterns. It was extremely heavy, causing the surrounding space to distort slightly. Even the light was sucked in.

Que and Lan Ying's eyes focused on the small brass cauldron.

"This cauldron... is very interesting..."

There were so many treasures and weapons in Infernal Court. They did not recognize Hexadirection Cauldron. They just instinctively felt that it was extraordinary. It was not something a Regal Artifact could compare to.

It seemed reasonable to use it to store the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.

"The Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill is in this cauldron."

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand. The four-meter-tall Spatial Box flew toward Lan Ying.

Lan Ying saw the Spatial Box fly over. He was surprised. 'The Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill is within my reach?'

Soon, Lan Ying realized that Zhang Ruochen was trying to create a diversion. Zhang Ruochen attempted to make Lan Ying and Que could fight first.

Whether or not the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill was really in the cauldron, since it was right in front of him, with Lan Ying's character, how could he not take it? Besides, just this cauldron alone made Lan Ying feel that it was something rare and valuable.

Of course, Que understood that there might not be Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill in the cauldron, but there was indeed the Pill Qi of Emperor Grade Sacred Pill flowing on the surface of the cauldron, so he was not willing to give it to Lan Ying directly.

Clang!

Kagemaru flew out and slashed at the Spatial Box.

With a bang, the Spatial Box that sealed Hexadirection Cauldron exploded. The small brass cauldron was completely exposed, emitting an even thicker pill fragrance.

If Que and Lan Ying could savor it carefully, they would discover that although the pill fragrance was potent, it was different from Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills. However, there was no time left to think about it carefully since they want to take the small brass cauldron!

Bang! Bang!

Que flew over while controlling the sword in the air. His Kagemaru kept slashing out to stop Lan Ying from getting close to the small brass cauldron.

After swallowing the Great Demonic Shadow, Lan Ying's cultivation improved again. In addition, Que was injured, so Que could not kill Lan Ying in a short time.

On the other side, the fight between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen was intense.

In the beginning, Zhang Ruochen shot out a drop of Dark Space-time Matter to detonate it, wanting to take this chance to escape.

But Yan Wushen seemed to be desperate. He forced his way through the forbidden zone formed by the explosion of Dark Space-time Matter. With his golden body and the protection of the Scepter of Heaven's Pass, he withstood the chaotic power of Darkness, Dimension, and Time.

Zhang Ruochen's escape plan failed, but Yan Wushen also paid a heavy price.

The destructive power of Dark Space-time Matter was shocking. In the narrow area, even though Yan Wushen was well-prepared, he still could not completely defend himself. His body was covered in bloody holes.

He had been torn apart by the power of Dimension.

As for the power of Darkness and the power of Time, they had inflicted wounds that could not be seen with the naked eye.

Boom!

The Pleiades Lotus and Scepter of Heaven's Pass collided. One bright light and one dark light hit Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen like waves.

Yan Wushen's golden body, which was already in imminent danger, broke with a crack.

Zhang Ruochen spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He hit a cosmic rock and broke it into pieces.

"Again!"

"Yama Naraka."

Boom!

...

Under Yan Wushen's feet, a magnificent illusory hell appeared. It kept evolving into different scenes. First, it was the beginning of Heaven and earth, then the birth of thousands of spirits, and finally, the death of the galaxy... These scenes kept repeating.

"River of Time."

Zhang Ruochen stood in his Realm-frame of Truth and stretched out his hands.

Crash!

A river formed by the Marks of Time rushed into Yama Naraka like a flying dragon and hit Yan Wushen.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was hit in the chest by a bone hand emerging from Yama Naraka. His chest burst open immediately. Except for his heart, the rest of his internal organs were shattered and turned into bloody mud.

The two of them were thrown out again.

Yan Wushen was hit by the River of Time. His lifespan was cut down for thousands of years in an instant. His body was extremely weak, and strands of white hair appeared on his head.

He raised his arms and let out a long roar. "I can still fight."

Fighting with Zhang Ruochen always stimulated Yan Wushen's wild nature.

The Supreme Saint's blood in Yan Wushen's body burned up. His weak body gradually recovered its power. The shattered Yama Naraka appeared at his feet.

The power of the Saintwill in Zhang Ruochen's body was in chaos. The murderous Qi kept hitting his body. A million times more Qi of Yang rushed to his brain, destroying his rationality and making him a little crazy.

Zhang Ruochen was lying on the verge of death in the void. His blood began to burn. He slowly stood up. His long hair swayed in the flame.

The blood and minced meat scattered in the void flew back to his chest automatically.

"Everything to Nothing."

"Dimensional Sword Dance."

BANG!

When they collided again, Yan Wushen's legs were cut off by Zhang Ruochen's Dimensional Sword.

Zhang Ruochen was hit on the left side of his body by Yan Wushen's strike. Even though he avoided getting hit on his heart, the vital point, his left arm was cut off from his collarbone, tearing off a large piece of flesh.

The wound on his neck, which had just healed, reappeared, forming a circle of red bloody lines.

The old wound receded as if the head and body were about to be separated again.

The fierce battle moved all the cultivators watching the image projected by Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms.

This was no longer a simple battle. It was a battle of victory and defeat, a battle of honor, and a battle of interest between the two clans. It was also a battle of spiritual will between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, the two most outstanding elites of this era.