God Emperor

Chapter 813: Two Evil Monks

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Zhang Ruochen looked over at Jialuo Lan in the distance. “Is this the power of a third level Half-Saint?”

Jialuo Lan was only in the beginning of the third level Half-Saint Realm, but he still was far stronger than a Monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm. The two evil monks couldn’t figure out how Zhang Ruochen could block that hit.

Jialuo Lan sneered. “No wonder you could hurt a Ghost King. I must admit that you’re powerful, but don’t think that you can be my match. That would be a grave mistake.”

Whoosh!

The golden pole rushed out of the water, making huge waves. It hovered in the sky again with a golden tail.

Jialuo Lan put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra. Then golden runes appeared on his body. They peeled off his skin and flew into the air, connecting with the runes on the golden pole.

Jialuo Kong didn’t attack. He just watched from the side.

Firstly, he had absolute confidence in Jialuo Lan. A third level Half-Saint was obviously able to take care of a Monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm.

Secondly, no matter how low Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation was, he was still the only Time and Space Descendant. He was definitely skilled in time and spatial attacks. Both Jialuo Lan and Jialuo Kong were unfamiliar with these types of powers. Thus he had to be careful about Zhang Ruochen’s sneak attacks. ????????????????e????????. ????ｏ????

After all, if a Half-Saint was prepared, it would be pretty impossible for Zhang Ruochen to succeed in a sneak attack.

Like right now, Jialuo Lan didn’t have to get close to Zhang Ruochen. He just stood in the distance and activated his saint weapon’s attack.

Even if Zhang Ruochen could manipulate time and space, he still wouldn’t pose a threat.

After the previous battle, Zhang Ruochen had an idea about the third level Half-Saint’s power. Jialuo Lan was much stronger than he’d predicted.

On the surface, it seemed that they had been equals in the last match. But actually, Zhang Ruochen was hurt. He just didn’t show it.

I must get close. It’s only possible to win in a short-range fight.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen stopped hesitating. Activating the Shooting Star Invisibility Cloak’s power, he transformed into a streak of light. He shot forward, attacking Jialuo Kong first.

So fast. Jialuo Kong was slightly shocked. He would’ve never imagined that a Fish-Dragon Realm Monk could have such amazing speed. Even when Jialuo Kong used a physical technique to its extreme, he was still slower than Zhang Ruochen.

“Sword One.”

Zhang Ruochen was almost melded into the Abyss Ancient Sword. Like a beam of light with a long trail behind him, he attacked the point between Jialuo Kong’s eyebrows.

Jialuo Kong pressed forward.

The golden pole sank down from the sky. It flashed brilliantly and blocked Jialuo Kong.

The tip of the Abyss Ancient Sword crashed against the tip of the golden pole. The two equal strengths clashed. A great amount of Sword Qi and Buddhist runes flew out in all directions.

They hit the battle formation outside Blood River, setting off ripples and consecutive pops.

This guy’s power...is actually my match.

Jialuo Kong pushed his hands out at once, pouring Buddhist Qi into the golden pole. It was beyond his understanding for a Fish-Dragon Realm Monk to have such great power. He had to go all out to block the attacks.

What he didn’t know was that Zhang Ruochen wasn’t only using his five Saintly Meridians to move the Holy Qi. He was even using the 36 meridians. In that moment, the amount of Holy Qi that Zhang Ruochen could use was double that of Jialuo Kong’s. This was enough to make up for the difference in realm.

There was a bigger reason: they were in the netherworld.

A Half-Saint’s biggest advantage was that he’d cultivated a saint soul already. He could manipulate all the Spiritual Qi within thousands of miles and convert it into his own power.

But there was no Spiritual Qi in the netherworld. Both Fish-Dragon Realm Monks and Half-Saints had to use their own strength. This was undeniably an advantage to Zhang Ruochen.

If he had to fight Jialuo Kong in Kunlun’s Field, it was highly possible that he would lose. But in the netherworld, Zhang Ruochen definitely wouldn’t be defeated.

Suddenly, Jialuo Kong discovered something terrifying. The golden pole was actually melting into golden liquid and flowing toward Zhang Ruochen’s black sword.

The huge black sword absorbed the golden liquid, turning it into various inscriptions.

His sword is refining my saint weapon.

Jialuo Kong’s eyes widened in both shock and fury.

The golden pole wasn’t on the Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon List, but it was still a powerful weapon. It could be a top weapon amongst the Hundred-pattern Saint Weapons too.

Without it, Jialuo Kong’s combat ability would be halved. If he met Half-Saints of the same level, he could only run away.

Jialuo Kong was now in a difficult position. Zhang Ruochen’s black sword was horribly powerful. It was close as well. If he took the golden pole back, he would have no time to retreat. The black sword would stab through him.

But if the stalemate continued and the black sword refined the golden pole entirely, it would be even more impossible to escape.

At that moment, Jialuo Kong realized that he’d really underestimated the Time and Space Descendant.

Jialuo Lan clearly saw that something was wrong with Jialuo Kong too. It felt like the Time and Space Descendant was in control instead of the other way around.

“Amitabha!”

Without waiting anymore, Jialuo Lan uttered a Buddhist chant. Then his skin turned gold as he attacked Zhang Ruochen from the back with a palm print.

Seeing Jialuo Lan attack, Jialuo Kong was instantly overjoyed.

Zhang Ruochen furrowed his brow. If the two evil monks attacked him at once, he would be defeated even if he used all his techniques.

In that case...he had to use all his might to kill one.

Zhang Ruochen slammed down on the Abyss Ancient Sword’s hilt. He activated all the Sword Intent, fusing it with the sword.

“Break!”

With a boom, cracks appeared on the golden pole. Then it exploded; dozens of golden shards flew out.

The Abyss Ancient Sword’s power didn’t abate. It passed through the shards, continuing toward Jialuo Kong’s forehead.

“The Buddhist Way is boundless!” Jialuo Kong roared.

He gathered eerie Corpse Qi with his left hand and bright Buddhist light in his right. He put them together before him and stopped the Abyss Ancient Sword with his bare hands.

One must admit that a third level Half-Saint was very powerful. Zhang Ruochen had the absolute advantage, but he still couldn’t kill Jialuo Kong.

At that moment, Jialuo Lan’s palm print was already behind Zhang Ruochen. He could feel the burning heat without turning around.

Zhang Ruochen multitasked with his strong mental power. He used the Sword Intent to control the Abyss Ancient Sword against Jialuo Kong. At the same time, he turned around. Manipulating spatial power, he waved backwards.

“Spatial Crack.”

Without a sound, the space opened, revealing a black crack more than 10 meters long.

Jialuo Lan’s expression changed. He immediately pulled his palm print back and moved right with his fastest speed. He just barely dodged the spatial crack. By the time he regained his footing, he still hadn’t recovered from the terror. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

Was this the power of space?

It was too dangerous. He’d been so close to falling into the endless void.

A cry of pain entered Jialuo Lan’s ears.

A moment ago, Zhang Ruochen had used the spatial crack to force Jialuo Lan back. Then he used the Spatial Move and appeared behind Jialuo Kong, slamming a palm into his back.

Jialuo Kong’s bones shattered and he flew out, spitting blood. Unfortunately, a beam of Sword Qi hacked down before he could land in the water. He was split into two halves. Blood splattered into the river.

All these actions had happened in the blink of an eye. Each seemed to have been practiced thousands of times. Jialuo Kong didn’t have any chance of survival.

Another Half-Saint elder of the Death Zen Sect had died under Zhang Ruochen’s sword.

After killing Jialuo Kong, Zhang Ruochen immediately stored the corpse in his spatial ring, sealing it.

The moment Jialuo Kong died, all the Half-Saint puppets around Blood River were no longer controlled by Buddhist power. They fell backwards and became dead bodies again, floating in the river.

The battle formation that Jialuo Kong and Jialuo Lan had established together shattered as well.

This way, Zhang Ruochen had completely resolved the danger. He could escape easily, even without defeating Jialuo Lan.

On the island, Ghost King Bloodmoon stood up slowly. Her bright eyes fell upon Zhang Ruochen. “The Space and Time Descendant? He can teleport in addition to tearing the space apart. I’ve really underestimated him. He’s quite something.”

Even Ghost King Bloodmoon had never met anyone who could manipulate space. This was why she was so impressed.

If she could control time and space, the other Ghost Kings would all be intimidated by her.

She stared deeply into Zhang Ruochen. She pondered how she could capture Zhang Ruochen and force him to tell her the secret methods to controlling time and space.

She didn’t plan on disturbing the two humans fighting on the river. While they fought, she would absorb the power of moonlight and recover, building up her Ghost Qi.