Chapter 2239

The length and width of the black plaza were over 10,000 meters long.

The black lightscreen around the plaza was filled with countless divine inscriptions. Once activated, not only could it keep the energy inside from leaking out, it could also prevent living beings inside from escaping.

In the Battle District, this plaza was known as the Arena of Life and Death.

Upon stepping into the Arena of Life and Death, it was equivalent to signing a life and death contract. No one, including deities, could interfere.

They could not blame others if they were dead or severely injured.

Warlord Mara was about four meters tall. His legs were as thick as iron pillars, and he was clad in black armor. There were eight skeletal wings on his back, and his nose was caved in. His eyes were even bigger than the mouth of a bowl. He was ugly, just like the other Rakshasa males.

He emitted powerful waves of energy.

Whoosh!

The evil energy was like seawater. It filled the space where the Arena of Life and Death was. It was so strong that it made the lightscreen filled with divine inscriptions tremble slightly.

The evil energy was storming towards Zhang Ruochen. However, it was split into two ways; It could not touch his snow-white robe.

“Even if I did slaughter Great Prince Mara with no mercy, he deserved it. He deserved to die.”

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were as cold as ice. “Say, where did you get that Bracelet of Dimension? Tell me everything, and perhaps I can spare your life.”

Warlord Mara laughed angrily. “What a joke. Zhang Ruochen, don’t think that you can be arrogant just because you’ve defeated three pieces of trash from the Bloodsky Clan.”

“I’m the one who led you to the Arena of Life and Death. Hence, I have no intention of letting you out alive. Yet, you dare to say you would spare my life? Perhaps you should kneel down and beg for mercy now, then I’ll consider leaving your corpse intact and sending your dead body to the Xue Jue family.”

The Mara family was an existence as ancient as the Xue Jue family. They were very powerful in Rakshasa clan, and there were two Truegods in their family.

Being conferred the title “Mara” was a supreme honor for the members of the Mara family.

There was only one prince, Duke, Marquis, Count, and Viscount, who could receive the title of “Mara.”

Due to his unique constitution and the fact that he had comprehended a Grade Four Saintwill, he had the potential to attain godhood, which was why he got conferred the title of Mara.

When they heard that a Supreme Saint elite had activated the Arena of Life and Death, all the cultivators in the martial battle city area were in an uproar and immediately gathered in this direction.

The majority of them were the guests of the Celestial-Hunting Festival with high status in Infernal Court.

“The one who ascended the Arena of Life and Death is actually Warlord Mara. He’s a leader from Dhisan, one of the seven great kingdoms of the Rakshasa. He’s also the Mara family’s top elite since 10,000 years ago. He has the potential to become a deity.”

“Is that… a human Supreme Saint opposite Warlord Mara? Or is he an Asura?”

“Haha, a Supreme Saint of Neverwilt Realm dares to ascend the Arena of Life and Death to challenge Warlord Mara. He must have death wish!” a cultivator laughed.

…

Warlord Mara hated Zhang Ruochen so much that he attacked Zhang Ruochen rapidly. His battle-ax — Parashu — emitted a dazzling light under the control of the evil energy.

The ax struck out with earth-shattering power, heading straight for Zhang Ruochen’s head.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm. He extended one hand and formed a palm seal with his five fingers, holding up a 30-foot-wide spatial sphere. The moment Parashu struck the spatial sphere, the sphere absorbed all the power in an instant.

BOOM!

The next moment, the spatial sphere exploded with a surge of power. It bounced Parashu back.

“So this is the Dimesional power?”

There was a change of expression in Warlord Mara’s eyes. He immediately used all his strength to activate Parashu. 270,000 regal-level inscriptions appeared on Parashu. Their power increased dramatically.

The rebounding force was instantly suppressed by him. Parashu slashed down with even more power, shattering Zhang Ruochen’s spatial sphere.

With a boom, Parashu hit the ground.

The defensive divine inscriptions on the Arena of Life and Death were instantly activated by Parashu’s power.

“Has the human Supreme Saint been killed by the axe?”

“How powerful is Warlord Mara? Parashu in his hand is a divine weapon that has survived two counts of regal level tribulations. Many masters in the completion of Hundred-Shackle Realm don’t dare to take his battle axe head-on.”

“The human Supreme Saint at Neverwilt Realm has most likely been hacked into ashes… how… how is that possible… He is still alive after being hit by Warlord Mara.”

At the edge of the Arena of Life and Death, a speck of light was flashing.

The light spot expanded rapidly and turned into Zhang Ruochen’s figure. He fell to the ground unscathed.

Zhang Ruochen had already known Warlord Mara’s strength through the battle just now. Warlord Mara had broken 99 shackles and was at the same realm as Lord Xia Yu.

But his attack power was stronger than Lord Xia Yu’s.

Lord Xia Yu was more proficient in spiritual power, talisman and rune techniques, and array formations. However, her attack power was her weakness.

‘No wonder he dared to cal the Three Top Elites of Bloodskly Clan useless. He’s indeed powerful. He’s not an ordinary person.’

Zhang Ruochen was very concerned about Mu Lingxi’s safety. He didn’t want to tangle with Warlord Mara. He wanted to end the battle quickly. Thus, he activated the Fire God armor and covered his entire body.

Crackle—

The white robe on his body was instantly burned to ashes by the fire from the Armor of the Fire God.

“The Dimensional technique is quite profound. I never expected you could escape from my battle axe. Unfortunately, this is the Arena of Life and Death. There is no way to run.”

Warlord Mara’s eight skeletal wings spread out. They grew bigger and bigger, completely enveloping the Arena of Life and Death.

Between the bones, streaks of lightning flowed. Some condensed into Saint Dragons, some into Taotie, and some actually condensed into human forms… There were 100 Thunder Warsouls.

Each Thunder Warsoul released an aura that surpassed a Nine-Step Saint King of Path’s Anterior and was close to a Supreme Saint of Neverwilt Realm.

100 such powerful Warsouls were attached to Warlord Mara’s body at the same time, allowing his Saint Might to reach its peak.

Zhang Ruochen had a serious look on his face. He didn’t expect Warlord Mara to have such a method.

“It’s Hundred Beast Combat Body Art. Warlord Mara has to get support from a hundred beasts eventhough his opponent is just a Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint.”

“Warlord Mara had once used Hundred Beast Combat Body Art to fight a Supreme Saint, who was at the initial stage of Thousand-Koan Realm, to a draw. Did he really need it to counter a Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint?”

All the cultivators present were puzzled. They felt that using Hundred Beast Combat Body Art to counter Zhang Ruochen was like breaking a butterfly on a wheel.

Anyone who could attain the rank of Supreme Saint within the age of 1,000 years old was not an ordinary Supreme Saint.

Especially someone like Warlord Mara, who could become the leader of one of the seven great kingdoms of the Rakshasa, was not an ordinary cultivator. It was very normal for him to be able to fight across realms.

When Warlord Mara was still a Saint King, he was even stronger than Great Prince Mara. He was an elite who had achieved first tier below Supreme Sainthood.

If Warlord Mara could improve his Hundred Beast Combat Body Art a little more, his hundred beasts would reach the power of Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saints. His combat power would be even more terrifying. He could injure a Supreme Saint, whose attainment was comparable that of Lord Xia Yu, with just a strike.

However, Zhang Ruochen was not afraid. He strode forward and attacked.

He had a Demigod-level physique, so why would he be afraid of an Hundred Beast Combat Body that was yet to reach its best state?

He simply shot out a palm strike. It turned into a flaming Mount Wuzhi. Powerful Yang energy surged out and burned Warlord Mara’s black armor until it was red, as if it was about to melt.

Warlord Mara was shocked. He quickly mobilized the power of all beasts, gathered it with his own power, and swung Parashu with brute force.

The battle axe collided with his palm and released a blinding holy light.

Boom!

The power was evenly matched. No one had the upper hand.

Zhang Ruochen snorted. He unleased the Realm-frame of Truth and triggered the phenomena of Shoreless Star Ocean. Dense starlight filled the space where the Arena of Life and Death was.

Although it was Shoreless Star Ocean, Zhang Ruochen’s Realm-frame of Truth wasn’t far from the highest level: the Boundless Universe.

Sensing Zhang Ruochen’s 10 times power, Warlord Mara quickly released the Gate of Destiny. It floated behind him to weaken the attack force aiming at him.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen’s attainments in the Path of Truth were far superior to Warlord Mara’s way of fate.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Warlord Mara could not withstand Zhang Ruochen’s power and kept retreating. With every step he took, the Arena of Life and Death would shake violently.

The Saint-level cultivatos around the Arena of Life and Death were all dumbfounded.

That human was merely a Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint yet his pure strength had suppressed that of Warlord Mara.

At this moment, something even more unbelievable happened.

Zhang Ruochen released a Spatial Domain and virtual time domain at the Null Time realm at Warlord Mara. In this way, Warlord Mara was suppressed by the forces of three ancient Paths: Path of Truth, Path of Time, and Path of Dimension.

…

On the east side of the Arena of Life and Death, at the top of the stands, there was a Ghost Lotus the size of a basin.

The Ghost Lotus had seven petals. On two of them, there were silhouettes of ghosts.

They were the Ghost Master’s eighth son, Ming, and seventh son, Xu

Ming was once the top elite below Supreme Sainthood among Ghosts. Now, he was a Ghost Emperor who had survived seven Ghost Tribulations.

Xu was even more amazing. After ambushing Supreme Saint Yi Xuan, he used the Spring of Chaos to refine Ghost Emperor-Level Neverwilt physique with he Spring of Chaos. He broke all 100 shackles and formed a Primodial Ghost Emperor-Level Neverwilt physique. He had attained the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm.

Xu said, “It looks like Warlord Mara is going to lose. His Hundred Beast Combat Body Art hasn’t reached the grand completion yet, so it can’t suppress Zhang Ruochen, who is the Scion of Time and Space with a Demigod-level body.”

“Warlord Mara is only at a disadvantage for now. I think the outcome is still unknown,”said Ming.

Xu shook his head, “Zhang Ruochen might not be able to defeat Warlord Mara with pure strength,” said Xu “Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen’s greatest combat ability has never been pure strength, but the techniques of Time and Space. Moreover, he has countless treasures.”

“No… Although Warlord Mara is a little stupid, his combat strength is still extraordinary. At least he forced Zhang Ruochen to go all out and show the level of the Path of Truth.”

Ming said, “Warlord Mara hasn’t used the Class Four extreme way of heaven-opening holy will. Will he have a chance to turn the tables?”

Fu said, “When Warlord Mara first attacked, he used his Saintwill. Maybe he could win. But now, he is suppressed by the three levels of the Path of Truth, time, and space. He has no chance to use the holy will. Even with my current cultivation, I might not be able to escape unscathed.”

“So Powerful?”

He was secretly surprised and said, “Seventh brother, if you fight with Zhang Ruochen, what are your chances of winning?”

“If I hadn’t seen Zhang Ruochen fight before and didn’t know anything about his power of Time, Space, and Truth, I might only have a 90 percent chance of winning. But now, I’m 100 percent sure that I can defeat him.”

He smiled and said in a teasing tone, “Zhang Ruochen is only at the mid stage of Neverwilt Realm. He hasn’t even cultivated a Saintwill. If I can’t even defeat him now, wouldn’t I have to kill myself?”

“However, killing Zhang Ruochen is as difficult as ascending to heaven. Unless there are two or three elites as powerful as me attacking him together, I won’t have a chance.”

Around the Arena of Life and Death, there were four or five Hundred-Shackle Realm cultivators who attained the Great Perfection level and were as powerful as Xu. They were all studying Zhang Ruochen’s methods and thinking of countermeasures.

On the Arena of Life and Death, Warlord Mara roared angrily. With his deeper cultivation, he tried to break the three layers of suppression from the Realm-frame of Truth, Spatial Domain, and Null Time Domain.

Bang

The Gate of Destiny behind him was crushed and turned into specks of light.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen stepped on a cloud of Divine Purification Flame with his Yanshen’s Leg. He descended on top of Warlord Mara’s head.

“Look at my hundred Divine Weapons Cloud.”

Warlord Mara spat out a cloud of divine Qi. There were 100 sacred artifacts wrapped in the cloud. He was trying to block Yanshen’s Leg.

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, 63 sacred artifacts were crushed and turned into scrap metal. The other 37 sacred artifacts flew out and scattered around the Arena of Life and Death.

Warlord Mar, who was under the suppression from three Ancient Paths, couldn’t hold on any longer after being hit by Yanshen’s Leg. His scalp split open, and he spat out Saint Blood. He fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on his back. “Tell me, where is she?”

Warlord Mara gritted his teeth and didn’t speak. He felt humiliated. The Warlord of the Mara family, the leader of the Dhisan, had been trampled by a Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint.

The Mara family and Dhisan had lost all face.

More importantly, it was him who had purposely lured Zhang Ruochen here to scheme against Zhang Ruochen. But now, it seemed like he was courting death.

Now, only by killing Zhang Ruochen on the Arena of Life and Death could he save his reputation.

“I’ll burn my blood to fight you to the death!”

Warlord Mara roared and activated a secret skill. The blood in his body burned. His bones cracked, and his veins grew thicker. His Hundred Beast Warsouls seemed to be evolving toward Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint. It exploded with more and more powerful aura.

Yanshen’s Leg was shaken by his power. His bones were numb and couldn’t be suppressed.

Cracks appeared on his Realm-frame of Truth, Spatial Domain, and Null Time Domain. It seemed like they were going to be torn apart at any moment.

“Your blood belongs to me. It worth a lot of saint stones in the market. I won’t allow you to burn it just like that.”

Zhang Ruochen took out Violet Gourd and grabbed its outlet. He swung the gourd and smashed it at Warlord Mara’s head.

Mercury Gourd, Destruction Golden Sun, and Cosmic Glazier Stone were all made of extremely heavy materials. They were heavier than many planets.

This attack broke the hardest bone on Warlord Mara’s head. His head caved in slightly. His spiritual thoughts scattered. His consciousness disappeared and he fainted.