God Emperor

Blood Empress said, "Without a physical body, even soul summoning is useless. Moreover, the battle ends in the void. The body particles and the fragments of the Saint Soul will instantly turn into oblivion. No matter how high the cultivation base of Wu Qingzong is, I'm afraid there's nothing they can do. They can only accept it as it is."

Wargod Bloodximius shook his head, he said, "No, the place where the battle ends is on the Dark Star. The domain of the Dark Star is enough to absorb all of Yan Wushen's body particles and Saint Soul fragments. You have to know that Yan Wushen has fused with the Dark Elemental. The Dark Star itself is a part of his body."

Blood Empress' eyes were filled with disbelief. She pondered for a long time and then said, "Even so, he can't come back to life. Even if he does, he's just a cripple. Will Wu Qingzong pay a huge price to resurrect him?"

When Zhang Ruochen had just attained the Supreme Saint Realm, his body hadn't been destroyed. By just summoning his soul and almost killing Blood Empress.

With Yan Wushen's current cultivation, if he wanted to come back to life, a god had to be sacrificed. One god for a saint. Only then ritual would succeed. Moreover, even if he were to summon the Saint Soul, he would have to reincarnate and cultivate it again.

To reach his current level was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Wargod Bloodximius said, "Therefore, it depends on Yan Wushen's spirit and will. If the spirit is strong enough, it can transcend the body and soul and connect to the Celestial Soul."

"The legendary Celestial Soul?" Blood Empress asked.

Wargod Bloodximius sighed and said, "As of today, all the living beings in the Celestial Court and Infernal Court cultivate the human soul. They cultivate the human soul into the Saint Soul. However, in the distant past, there was a group of Qi Practitioners who cultivated the Celestial Soul. They called the Celestial Souls the primordial spirit.

"The Celestial Soul is not in the living beings' bodies but has merged with the Deva Path, which is a part of it.

"Those Qi Practitioners tried to cultivate the Deva Path and went against the heavens. In the end, they were punished by the heavens and went extinct.

"There are records of The Six Paths of Reincarnation. It is said that the ancient Qi Practitioners wanted to build something to fight against the Deva Path and rebel against the heavens.

"Zhang Ruochen killed Yan Wushen and shattered his soul. It was equivalent to forcing him into a dead end and forcing him to steal from the heavens. Only by stealing the Celestial Soul and the Deva Path and cultivating The Six Paths of Reincarnation could he have a chance of survival. This is also a step that must be taken to cultivate the Grade One Saintwill and The Six Paths of Reincarnation Saintwill."

Wargod Bloodximius looked up at the sky, he then continued, "We have already reached the top of the mountain. If we want to ascend to the sky, there is no way. Unless we give up this body, everything that we once had, and use the spiritual method to break the restraints of the Deva Path on living beings, there is a chance of success.

"The path of cultivating Grade One Saintwill is the path of fighting against the Deva Path. One must break the existing rules.

"Yan Wushen chose to steal the Deva Path. He places himself in a hopeless spot, then he will survive. I wonder what Zhang Ruochen will choose?"

"Cultivating Grade One Saintwill is so dangerous. Is there a high chance that Yan Wushen will come back to life?" Blood Empress asked worriedly as she frowned.

The one who was worried was not Yan Wushen, but Zhang Ruochen, who was still on this path.

Blood Empress was silent for a long time. She said, "What is the probability of a dead person crawling out of the coffin? The probability of Yan Wushen coming back to life is ten times lower than this."

Blood Empress was worried. She wanted to stop Zhang Ruochen from cultivating the Yin Yang Five-Element Saintwill, but she knew it was too late. At this point, Zhang Ruochen could not back down.

Wargod Bloodximius took out the Hexadirection Cauldron and handed it to Blood Empress. He said, "This cauldron has developed unique patterns between heaven and earth. It has the potential to become a Divine Artifact. You can take care of it for now."

Blood Empress put away the Hexadirection Cauldron and prepared to leave.

Wargod Bloodximius asked, "Are we still going to the Yanluo Clan?"

"Since you think Zhang Ruochen wants to pick up Chi Kunlun himself, I believe in your judgment. He can solve worldly matters himself!" Blood Empress sighed.

She believed in Zhang Ruochen's ability.

"The secular world indeed has nothing to do with us," said Wargod Bloodximius. "But there is a big matter that will soon engulf the entire Celestial Court and Infernal Court. Every god will be alerted."

"What is it?" asked Blood Empress.

"The Jadeite Realm is about to open," said Wargod Bloodximius. "As the clan chief, I must lead the gods of the Bloodysky Clan to go with me. This time, you will go with me. Lord Ming will stay behind to guard the Dominion."

...

The main purpose of entering the Fane of Destiny to cultivate was to help cultivators comprehend the Precept of Destiny and understand the Path of Destiny.

For some special cultivators, cultivating in the fane for a day was more rewarding than cultivating outside for a year. They could achieve great breakthroughs.

Zhang Ruochen was talented, but he had only been in contact with the Path of Destiny for a short time. Obviously, he was not a special cultivator.

Even though he'd tried his best to mobilize his Saint Soul and spiritual power, he'd only comprehended two million Precepts of Destiny after 100 days of cultivation. It wasn't even one percent of any of the precepts of the five elements.

100 days of cultivation was over.

The Bloodysky Clan and the Immortal Vampires bid farewell to Zhang Ruochen at the foot of Mount Destiny. Some were preparing to return to their clan's Dominion, while others were heading to the Battlefield of Merits or the Fane of Immortality to break through to the Thousand-Koan Realm.

All good things must come to an end. Every cultivator had his own path.

"The Fane of Immortality has announced to the public that all cultivators participating in the Battle of Celestial-Hunting have the qualification to enter the fane to cultivate. They can also choose whether or not to join the fane and the Bloodregius Legion."

"The legendary Bloodregius Legion! Those who can join are the elites of the Immortal Vampire Supreme Saints. Those below the divinity can sweep through everything."

"Since I have such an opportunity, I must join the Bloodregius Legion. It's said that the Bloodregius Legion will pass by the Battlefield of Merits. The starry sky is filled with the Supreme Saint corpses of the Celestial Court."

...

Zhang Ruochen had heard a lot of news. Some were about the strength of the Bloodregius Legion, the Fane of Immortality's reward for participating cultivators, and the latest ranking of the top ten clans...

In general, because of the Battle of Celestial-Hunting's victory, the Immortal Vampires were still in a jubilant mood.

There was also bad news.

"The Battle of Celestial-Hunting has ended. The Infernal Court has sent more legions of saints to the Battlefield of Merits in Kunlun. They are preparing to launch a larger-scale war. They want to completely destroy this Macroworld that should have been destroyed in 100,000 years in a short time."

Zhang Ruochen had friends, subordinates, senior brothers, confidants, and even relatives in Kunlun.

How could he be happy when he heard this news?

Unfortunately, he couldn't stop it.

In front of such a level of war, his achievements were insignificant.

"Perhaps only by saving the Lord of Nephilim Island can we force the Infernal Court to retreat."

Zhang Ruochen stood in front of the Gate of Destiny and watched the Immortal Vampires leave one by one. Then, he stepped on the ray of sunset and walked to the top of the mountain.

"With the Precepts of Destiny I have now, I should be able to bear 0.003 percent of the Canon of Destiny. Getting the Canon is the key to saving the lord. This is the only thing I can do now. The life and death of the Kunlun cultivators can only depend on themselves."

Zhang Ruochen walked up Destiny's Creek and crossed the stone stairs.

When he reached the mountainside, the two Deathsworn Guards of the Saint King Realm who were guarding the sacred mountain each raised a spear to block his way.

The two Deathsworn Guards were very arrogant since they could look like Mount Destiny. They didn't think much of Zhang Ruochen as Supreme Saint.

"Master Ruochen, your 100 days of cultivation are over. You're not a disciple of the Fane of Destiny. Please leave the sacred mountain as soon as possible," one of the Deathsworn Guards said in a shriveled and ear-piercing voice.

He was from the Bone Clan.

Zhang Ruochen said, "I want to see the High Priest."

"There are 12 Black Robe High Priests in the Fane of Destiny. Which one do you want to see?" Another Deathsworn Guard of Ghost asked coldly.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Fortune Palace's Black Robe High Priest."

"Fortune Palace's Black Robe High Priest is currently not in the sacred mountain. Please go back!" The two Deathsworn Guards said at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes darkened. "You didn't even report it. How do you know that the Fortune Palace's Black Robe High Priest is not in the fane?"

"I've used my spiritual power to ask. The high priest is indeed not here," the Bone Clan Deathsworn Guard said.

The Ghost Deathsworn Guard said, "Master Ruochen, why don't you go to the Fortune Palace? Maybe you can find the High Priest."

The two Deathsworn Guards were not afraid of Zhang Ruochen at all. They were expressionless, but they were sneering in their hearts.

'No matter how powerful you are, Zhang Ruochen, would you dare to cause trouble on Mount Destiny?'

Zhang Ruochen was indeed favored by Fukurokuju. However, they were under the Destiny Division and weren't under the control of Fortune Palace.

'A cultivator from the Celestial Court has come to the Infernal Court. It's fine if he doesn't know how to control himself, but he's still arrogant. We should have punished him a long time ago.

'Supreme Saint Yanhong died at his hands. The Fane of Destiny has lost a lot of face because of this.

'Be careful. Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power is strong. Don't let him hear you!

'So what if he hears you? Does he dare to attack? I hope he does. There are some big figures in the Adjudication Division and the Destiny Division who have wanted to deal with him for a long time, but they didn't have a reason to.'

The two Deathsworn Guards communicated with each other through spiritual power. They didn't have any respect for the Supreme Saint from the Celestial Court. Instead, they were provoking him.

Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power was many times stronger than theirs. Naturally, he could hear them clearly.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Why do you need to communicate through spiritual power? If you have anything to say, just say it. I don't dare to do anything to you on the sacred mountain anyway."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen didn't have any of the legendary killing power, the Bone Clan's Deathsworn Guard didn't have much fear in his heart. He said "Fine then, the Fane of Destiny doesn't welcome humans. No, you don't seem to be a human either. You're only... a b*st*rd."

BOOM!

A powerful saint might burst out. Invisible airwaves sent the two Deathsworn Guards flying.

Along with the saint might burst out the divine flame from Yanshen's leg.

The divine flame engulfed their bodies.

The two Deathsworn Guards immediately let out shrill screams. A moment later, they were burned into ashes and fell to the ground. The long spears in their hands turned into molten iron, dripping on the ground with a sizzling sound.

The power of the divine flame was powerful, and it triggered the divine inscriptions and array of inscriptions on Mount Destiny.

"Such insolence! Who dares to break into Mount Destiny?"

A thunder-like roar was heard. A Destiny Guard in the Banshi Isshou Realm of the Destiny Division turned into lightning and descended hundreds of feet above Zhang Ruochen.

This Destiny Guard had three dog heads, and Ghost Qi was flowing all over his body.

As soon as he descended, the Destiny Guard enveloped Zhang Ruochen in his own Precept Domain.

The Precept Domain that the Nine-Step Saint King had cultivated could only release the precepts that he had cultivated to form a simple domain.

The Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint could transform his Precept Domain into a scenery. It was either a yellow sand world, 300 battle swords, battlefields, or an embryonic universe.

The Precept Domain of a Banshi Isshou Realm powerhouse had already reached a perfect state. He didn't even need to attack. He could suppress other Supreme Saints with just his Precept Domain.

There were nine Ghost Cities in Commander Cerberus's Precept Domain. They suppressed Zhang Ruochen one by one.

The only Supreme Saint in the Banshi Isshou Realm that Zhang Ruochen had fought with before was Lord Hornless.

However, not only was Lord Hornless's spiritual power sealed but he was also bound by the divine chains. When Zhang Ruochen fought with him, he was already heavily injured. The saint Qi in his body was almost exhausted. His battle strength was ten times weaker than that of Commander Cerberus at the moment.

This was the true Banshi Isshou Realm Supreme Saint.

The first Ghost City pressed down, but Zhang Ruochen couldn't move anymore. His skin seemed to crack.

The second Ghost City pressed down. Zhang Ruochen immediately released the Profound Spatial Dimension, Null Time realm, and the Realm-frame of Truth to resist the Commander Cerberus's Precept Domain.

...

Under the pressure of the fifth Ghost City, Zhang Ruochen had to mobilize the power of the Qiankun Realm to resist it.

Nine Ghost Cities were pressing down on Zhang Ruochen's head, causing his veins to bulge. The divine flame under his feet burned fiercely, like a cloud of fire. His eyes shone with sharpness.

'Is this the true strength of the Banshi Isshou Realm Supreme Saint? It's indeed powerful. No, this is only the power of his Precept Domain. He hasn't even made his move yet!' Zhang Ruochen thought.

Commander Cerberus was astonished.

He had long heard that Zhang Ruochen's battle strength was comparable to that of the Banshi Isshou Realm Supreme Saint when he fought with Yan Wushen. He had thought that it was just a rumor and didn't take it seriously.

But Zhang Ruochen was able to withstand nine of his Ghost Cities without even bending his spine. He was indeed incredible.

Whoosh

The sound of wind breaking rang out continuously.

Deathsworn Guards and Destiny Guards in armor and holding long spears rushed over from all directions.

Five of them had auras that were no weaker than that of Commander Cerberus. In fact, they were even more powerful and profound.

Zhang Ruochen was fearless. When he had killed the two Deathsworn Guards, he had sensed that Commander Cerberus's aura was nearby. However, Commander Cerberus had not shown up. It seemed that he was waiting for Zhang Ruochen to make a mistake.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen suspected that the reason why the two Deathsworn Guards dared to be so presumptuous was probably because of Commander Cerberus's secret order.

"Zhang Ruochen, do you know what you should be punished for intruding into Mount Destiny and killing two Deathsworn Guards?" Commander Cerberus's voice was cold and arrogant.

It was as if Zhang Ruochen had finally fallen into his hands.

Before Zhang Ruochen could speak, the voice of the Destiny Guard came from the left.

"Forcing your way into the Mount Destiny is a death penalty, and so does killing a Deathsworn Guard. You now have two death penalties on hand. Your sins lay heavy upon you and you shall be obliterated."

The dog head in the middle of Commander Cerberus showed its sharp teeth and chuckled. "Do you hear that? Take him down and lock him in the Purgatory of souls of the Destiny Division. If he dares to resist, execute him on the spot and kill him without mercy."

"Stop."

A cold female voice came with the wind.

Then, a graceful white figure wrapped in the bubbling Nether River slowly walked down from the top of the sacred mountain on stone steps.