Chapter 1875 - Kill in Five Moves
Chapter 1875: Kill in Five Moves
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King greeted the three Great Elders with all his might, defeating their sacred artifacts with his sword, some plunging to the ground, some breaking into half.
That sword seemed to possess the ability to destroy every matter in the world.
The three Great Elders could not even withstand the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s attack for even a breath and were immediately sent flying backward. Sword Qi penetrated Fool’s body, leaving behind a translucent bloody skeleton. He was badly wounded.
In the moment of life and death, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s strength was three times his usual level.
“I am your opponent!”
A shout came above the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
Murong Yefeng had caught up to him, raising his palm in the form of a Demon Stele Seal Technique to charge at the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
“That was quick!”
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King was quietly shocked. He had never met a Supreme Saint-level opponent like this. It was definitely at the pinnacle of Supreme Sainthood in terms of strength and speed.
“Sword of Slaughter: One with the Heavens!”
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King clenched the sword with both hands. The Supreme-Saint War Soul behind him swelled to become a gigantic shadow.
He parried the Demon Stele Seal Technique with his sword.
Boom!
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s arms were nearly dislodged. His opponent forced him to fall a thousand feet backward before he could stop. Unlike his overwhelming superiority earlier, he looked awkwardly on the defensive.
His opponent had not only defeated but crushed him. It was simply too formidable.
Butcher pulled himself up from the ground, looking in awe. “I can’t believe that the Blood Wasp Ashuran King couldn’t even defend himself. Where did Zhang Ruochen invite such a powerful fighter from?”
“Let us apprehend the Blood Wasp Ashuran King together. We can’t afford to let him escape.”
The cultivators at the scene took out their sacred artifacts and surrounded the Blood Wasp Ashuran King, not giving him any chance of escaping.
Right now, Ji Fanxin had recovered some of her spiritual power.
As she slowly raised her slender hand, green leaves started to sprout and beautiful flowers of various colors grew on the earth within a few hundred miles radius.
A powerful spiritual power was surging in flowers, ready to suppress the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
If the Blood Wasp Ashuran King tried to flee, the spiritual power would form an attacking field to stop him.
However, if he tried to achieve mutual destruction by detonating the Sainthood Source, Ji Fanxin could use her spiritual power to suppress his will.
It was because of this that the Blood Wasp Ashuran King was feeling the threat of death for the first time. He had never felt so powerless, not even when thousands of Saint cultivators surrounded him during the War of Merits.
“Do you need the Azuresky Pagoda, Yefeng?” asked Zhang Ruochen.
Murong Yefeng did not carry any supreme artifact as he had returned the Nine-Phoenix Cauldron to the Black Market.
“Don’t underestimate me, Your Highness. Do I look like I need a supreme artifact to fight the Precept-Domain Ashuran King? Would you believe me if I tell you I could kill him in just five moves?”
“All right. If you could kill the Blood Wasp Ashuran King in five moves, his skull is yours. I will not compete with you. And to sweeten the deal, I will give you more gifts,” said Zhang Ruochen.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s skull could be exchanged for many merits, which could be used to buy treasure of merits.
Murong Yefeng’s cultivation base was at the pinnacle of Supreme Sainthood. But it was difficult to achieve an invulnerable body because of the previously incomplete Precepts of Heaven and Earth in the Kunlun Realm.
So he needed to buy treasure of merits with merits to enhance his body and combat strength.
However, Murong Yefeng was not the only one who could defeat the Blood Wasp Ashuran King. Ji Fanxin could too.
Zhang Ruochen knew that Murong Yefeng needed the merits and let him be the one to kill the Blood Wasp Ashuran King. Ji Fanxin would have to wait until Murong Yefeng performed his first moves before she could make her move.
With no hesitation, Murong Yefeng gathered all his Saint Qi. It was as if there were streams flowing inside his body as Saint Qi gushing out of his body and formed into a lead cloud.
Thousands of Precepts of the Palm intertwined inside the lead cloud, which turned into a Mount Wuzhi to crush the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
This Mount Wuzhi was ten-thousand-foot tall, having little different from the real ancient divine mountain. The overpowering energy felt suffocating to those Nine-Step Saint King cultivators.
“Five-Finger Qiankun Hand!” exclaimed Zhang Ruochen.
It was the ultimate technique of the Murong family.
Zhang Ruochen had learned that eight hundred years ago, the head of the Murong family did not succeed in cultivating this technique. Shangguan Que, Zhang Ruochen’s master, used to comment on this Saint Technique: once this technique attained the ultimate phase, it could rival Hand of Stellar Radiance of the Shengming royalty.
However, Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation base had been too low eight hundred years ago. He did not have the chance to lay his hands on an ultimate technique like the Hand of Stellar Radiance.
The thousands of volumes of martial art manuals of the royalty had been missing. Probably Central Chiqing Empire had looted them. It was also possible that the Guardian Dragon Pavilion had moved them somewhere else I advance, or even in the Ming Hall.
Boom!
The Five-Finger Qiankun Hand crushed the Blood Wasp Ashuran King into the ground. His skin was torn open and Saint Blood splattered all over the place.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King was fearful. He thought of escaping underground as he did not want to fight Murong Yefeng again.
“Don’t you think of running away!”
Murong Yefeng performed a Precept Domain skill to engulf an area of several dozen miles in radius, including Zhang Ruochen and others.
Zhang Ruochen felt that the dimension seemed to have solidified as he could even move his finger. Not only that, he had even difficulty in performing the Power of Time.
He had never encountered this situation when he battled Drifter and Wayfarer.
Probably Drifter and Wayfarer had just attained the Precept Domain realm. Their cultivation base was not powerful enough.
In contrast, Murong Yefeng’s Precept Domain far surpassed theirs in terms of strength and size.
He locked on to the Blood Wasp Ashuran King with his Precept Domain and wrenched him out of the ground.
Murong Yefeng performed a move in the form of a palm, striking the Blood Wasp Ashuran King in the chest and his sword, sending him flying backward.
In Precept Domain, Murong Yefeng was extremely quick. Before the Blood Wasp Ashuran King hit the ground, Murong Yefeng had struck the Blood Wasp Ashuran King for the third time on his back.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King had also cultivated the Precept Domain, but his was no way near that of Murong Yefeng. He was totally suppressed. Even with the help of the Supreme-Saint War Soul, he could do nothing to save himself.
After a while, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s body armor shattered, his body exploded with body parts and blood raining down from the sky.
Murong Yefeng carried a mutilated corpse and descended on the ground, smiling at Zhang Ruochen. “How is that? Exactly five moves!”
Zhang Ruochen clapped his hands with delight. “Awesome! I would have to work harder before I could challenge you.”
“With your unparallel aptitude, it is only a matter of time before Your Highness surpasses me. In fact, I am embarrassed of myself. I have cultivated for eight hundred years, yet still not much higher than Your Highness’s attainment,” said Murong Yefeng.
“I will keep the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s body and sword. If all of you have a problem with that, talk to His Highness.”
Of course, no one was going to question that. After all, they had done little in this case.
“What about the present that you have mentioned, Your Highness?”
Murong Yefeng looked at him in anticipation.
“The battle is still ongoing. Let us first finished off the enemies on Warsoul Star, then we will talk about that.”
The Crimson River Portrait was still holding several hundred blood wasps, including four wasp kings.
Ji Fanxin was interested in the blood wasps. She walked toward Fairy Tianchu. “I have a sacred flower, the floral scent of which could control the blood wasps. You could only contain them but not control them. Give them to me. Let me have them. How about that?”
Butcher, Fool, and Li Miaohan were delighted, thinking that it was a good idea.
“I am impressed by your ability, Fairy. However, controlling blood wasps is not a problem at all. I just need some time,” said Fairy Tianchu.
Everyone knew that both Fairy Tianchu and Ji Fanxin were throwing down the gauntlet. It seemed that they both wanted to defend their feelings of pride.
“I am afraid that these two fairies have some grudges between them. It will be interesting to see them fighting!” said Murong Yefeng to Zhang Ruochen through telepathy.
“Don’t you have anything better to say?”
Zhang Ruochen wondered if what Jiang Yunchong and Ji Fanxin said was true: he had a place in Fairy Tianchu’s heart.
The image of Fairy Tianchu flashed across his mind.
At that time, it was this beautiful maiden in front of him who warded off the Blood Wasp Ashuran King on his behalf.
Fairy Tianchu opened her vertical eyes with the colorful light of the nebula shining within.
She could see the thoughts and wills of everything through this eye, and at the same time, release strong willpower. Using the power of this vertical eye, she wiped the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s spiritual will clean, then implanted a new one in him.
The only thing was, she could only use her vertical eye once a day.
If she tried to use it the second time, the eye would bleed, and her beautiful face would turn pale like porcelain.
After keeping the blood wasps under control, Fairy Tianchu’s bosom heaved up and down. Her vision turned dark, and she nearly fainted to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to lunge forth to hold her, but Li Miaohan was one step ahead of him.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Fairy Tianchu for a while, fighting the urge to go to her. “Brother Butcher, Brother Fool. Please stay and look after Her Highness. Yefeng, Fairy, let us finish off the fighter of the Ghosts.”
Zhang Ruochen, Murong Yefeng, and Ji Fanxin entered the blood fog. They came to the divine blood lake and saw the body fragments of corps kings all over the place.
The body of the Supreme-Saint corpse king was frozen inside an icy mountain.
Crone Qushan was standing in a field of body parts, looking at them with a grim expression. “You all are too late. Chang is gone. If not for these corpses holding me back, I would have torn his ghost-king body apart and shattered his soul.”