God Emperor

The Third Royal Prince and Jialuo Gu’s abilities were honestly terrifying. Their Blood Qi and Buddhist Qi seeped out, forming two patches of clouds.

One must know that the people who could keep their Talent Seats on the Scroll Mountain were all right under the Half-Saint level. However, they couldn’t even fight back against these two. None could take even one hit.

Their cruel methods seemed to plant a seed of fear in everyone’s hearts that kept spreading. The Monks who’d declared war earlier were now all trembling.

It was extremely difficult to cultivate to the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm. No one wished to destroy decades of hard work with one hit. In that case, they would have to bear it no matter how humiliating it was.

If they could bear it now, all would be peaceful.

Next, the Third Royal Prince and Jialuo Gu passed through the 18,000 Talent Seats and 3,000 Conquer Seats. The Talents and Conquers all trembled and let them to the middle of the mountain without any obstacles.

The Third Royal Prince looked scornfully at the young Monks in the 108 King Seats. He smiled ambiguously. “The so-called young Kings don’t dare to fight either?”

His attitude of looking down on the world’s heroes was infuriating.

Perhaps the Third Royal Prince and Jialuo Gu’s abilities had shocked them. Or perhaps the elders of their sects had told them through telepathy to bear it and not attack, lest something happen to them.

Thus, the young Kings all kept silent before the Third Royal Prince’s arrogance. Some even closed their eyes as if they didn’t care.

“Haha!” The Third Royal Prince laughed heartily. His laugh spread, resounding throughout Scroll Mountain.

On the 53rd King Seat, Ao Xinyan shot up. Her pretty eyes were sharp. “You really think that you’re undefeatable with your cultivation? Ao Xinyan of the Eastern Region Saint Academy challenges you officially.”

A young man in a purple mind power robe also stood up from the 36th King Seat. Holding a dark wooden wand, he stared at Jialuo Gu. He was very handsome. “Feng Chengyu of the World God Temple.”

Whoosh!

Ao Xinyan and Feng Chengyu cast their spells at once. They transformed into blurs that charged from two different directions. They appeared above the steps, staring down at the two evil figures.

Since they were able to be in the King Seats, it meant that they were extremely powerful. The Monks below Scroll Mountain were in an uproar. The cowardice from before was gone.

“In the end, Feng Chengyu still attacked. I wonder what shocking level his control of mind power has reached.”

“Apparently, Ao Xinyan has refined the Divine Dragon Bone and instantly reached the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm, becoming a top figure of the Eastern Region Saint Academy. She’s a beginner in the Ninth Change, but she can already battle with those with decades of experience to ensure her King Seat.”

Everyone discussed animatedly, describing all the legendary feats of Feng Chengyu and Ao Xinyan.

Both of them had extraordinary pasts. Respectively, they represented top forces of the World God Temple and Eastern Region Saint Academy.

Ao Xinyan activated her Body-Protecting Holy Kang. A ball of purple Qi surged from her chest. It transformed into a purple dragon that wrapped tightly around her delicate figure.

Powerful purple Qi radiated endlessly from the dragon, shrouding half of the mountain in purple Qi.

“Rising Dragon Finger.”

Ao Xinyan squeezed her forefinger and middle finger together. The powerful dragon Qi rushed to her fingertips, transforming into a beam of light. It shot downward.

“Great.”

The Third Royal Prince sent a palm attack. He formed a handprint that crashed against the meter-thick beam of light.

Kaboom!

Paired with a dragon roar, a ring of energy waves rippled out like water. It passed through Scroll Mountain and extended for dozens of miles.

The next moment, Ao Xinyan and the Third Royal Prince retreated at the same time.

The Third Royal Prince quickly steadied himself. Smiling coldly, he rubbed his hands. “Interesting. There’s finally a good opponent, and you’re so beautiful with such a good figure too. I like you quite a lot. If you agree to become my princess, I would consider forgiving you.”

“Are you dreaming?” Ao Xinyan asked.

“No one can reject me.”

The Third Royal Prince’s eyes turned cold. He charged with even faster speed. Blood Qi in his entire body was activated, turning into a mass of bloody clouds. The clouds’ power kept devouring Ao Xinyan’s purple Qi and pressing towards her.

Due to the earlier attack, Ao Xinyan felt her Qi and blood boil. Her arms were numb and she hadn’t recovered completely, but the Third Royal Prince’s attack was already here.

How can he recover so quickly? Or did that attack not do anything to him? Ao Xinyan’s expression changed slightly.

The situation was extremely dangerous. Ao Xinyan had to divert the Divine Dragon Bones power into her Bluewater Dragon Patterned Sword. She went to meet the Third Royal Prince’s attack.

Boom!

The Third Royal Prince only used his palm against the Bluewater Dragon Patterned Sword, but not only was he unhurt, he also forced Ao Xinyan backwards.

He had been able to repress a saint weapon with the power of his hand.

On the other hand, Feng Chengyu and Jialuo Gu had entered a scroll’s micro-world and an intense fight ensued.

Feng Chengyu was the pride of the World God Temple. Known as a prodigy, he’d cultivated his mental power to the pinnacle of the 44th level. In addition, he could also control the power of wind and water.

He also had high attainments in matrices, pills, weaponry, beast control, and runes. He’d surpassed many Half-Saints and was a well-rounded talent.

He wielded a 13-foot-long wand and slammed it down on the ground. Holy Qi instantly surged out of the nine saintly stones embedded in the wand. They spiraled outwards.

“Nine-Turn Blood Dragon Matrix.”

Inscriptions streamed out of the Holy Qi like spider webs. They formed a huge matrix disc that spanned nine miles in diameter. Nine huge flood dragons emerged from the disc. They coiled in nine directions, emanating beastly aura.

There were some mental power Half-Saints in Shentai City—most were white-haired elders. They were obviously knowledgeable and immediately recognized what Feng Chengyu had done.

“Sixth level matrix, Nine-Turn Blood Dragon Matrix. It’s enough to kill a weaker first level Half-Saint. Even someone at the pinnacle of the first level will feel threatened.”

“A young man only in the 44th level of mind power can create a sixth level matrix in such a short time. He really makes us old men feel bad.”

“Feng Chengyu can compete for an Heir Seat with just this Nine-Turn Blood Dragon Matrix.”

…

The mind power Half-Saints and matrix masters of Shentai City all thought highly of Feng Chengyu. They hoped he could represent all mind power Monks and get an Heir Seat.

Scroll World

Jialuo Gu stood in place like a boulder. He seemed unmoved while light radiated from him. It grew brighter as if he was the blazing sun.

“Amitabha!”

Jialuo Gu took a step and actually entered the Nine-Turn Blood Dragon Matrix. His golden Buddha hand smacked towards one direction. With a boom, one of the blood dragons split into pieces and dissipated into a ball of Blood Qi.

Everyone was shocked at this scene. They never imagined that Jialuo Gu could be so powerful. Not only had he broken into the matrix, but he’d also used one strike to destroy it.

Ouyang Huan’s expression changed. “He can’t be this strong. This isn’t the power a Monk of the Fish-Dragon Realm can have.”

With Ouyang Huan’s power, he could also destroy the Nine-Turn Blood Dragon Matrix with some time. However, he didn’t dare to walk into it. Once he did, his cultivation could get stuck in the matrix, which would certainly make him unable to destroy it.

But Jialuo Gu had done what Ouyang Huan didn’t dare to do. Did this mean that Jialuo Gu was even stronger than Ouyang Huan?

The Saint Lady’s expression was ugly, but she still tried hard to control her emotions. “Jialuo Gu is this powerful because he’s wearing the Thousand Treasure Cassock.”

“What? The legendary Thousand Treasure Cassock?”

The nine in the Heir Seats immediately stared at the blood-red cassock Jialuo Gu was wearing.

The cassock seemed loose and big. It had strands of golden embroidery, making the robe seem like a net. A tiny pendant hung from the intersection points of every golden strand. Some were shaped like pagodas, some like Buddhist beads, some like golden iron prints… Every pendant shone like a star.

Every monk who wore a Thousand Treasure Cassock would have a Buddhist weapon nailed onto the fabric, interwoven as one. Up ’till now, there were close to 10,000 Buddhist weapons on the cassock. Each one was equal to a Hundred-Pattern Saint Weapon.

This cassock had 10,000 saint weapons. Thinking about this made one’s scalp go numb.

If Jialuo Gu could release the full potential of this cassock, he could stuff a low-level Void World of thousands of miles wide into his cassock and pulverize it in an instant.

Of course, even a Monk of the Buddhist Tao was unable to unleash the Thousand Treasure Cassock’s full power. Only the Buddha could accomplish that.

Right now, Jialuo Gu could only release a tiny, tiny portion of the Thousand Treasure Cassock’s power. But even so, he was extremely powerful with this cassock. No one below the Half-Saint level was his match. Even amongst the first level Half-Saints, he would be one of the strongest.