1152 Unparalleled Ghost King

The ghost shadow was very big with a horn and fangs. Ghost King Bloodmoon stood in its palm. She radiated with holy white light. Only the blood-red crescent between her brows looked demonic.

Ghost King Bloodmoon put her hands together. Using ghostly fire, she turned Martial Saint Kuyan's saint soul into a snow-white pill. She held it between her fingers and placed it in her mouth.

Sizzle.

The light and darkness within her alternated. Holy Qi and Ghost Qi intertwined and gradually, the crescent moon mark on her forehead turned redder.

All the Martial Saints of the Blue Dragon Dynasty, including Empress Moran, felt their scalps go numb and chills running down their spines. No matter how advanced and calm they were, their legs trembled uncontrollably.

Martial Saint Kuyan was a nine-dragon Martial Saint. He was so powerful and yet, he'd been killed mysteriously. Even his saint soul had been extracted and refined into a pill.

How could this Ghost King be so terrifying?

"Run…run…hurry and run…"

Empress Moran's plump breasts rose up as she cried out. Riding nine black dragons, she flew out with the fastest speed.

"Dammit. Why didn't Zhang Ruochen invite this Ghost King out when he was in the Blue Dragon Void World?"

Right now, Empress Moran was full of regret. If she had known that the Sacred Sect had such a terrible Ghost King, she wouldn't dare to offend Zhang Ruochen no matter what.

"She must be a Ghost King even stronger than upper Saints."

The other four nine-dragon Martial Saints were all pale from fear. They felt the terribly evil Qi coming from Ghost King Bloodmoon and used techniques to escape as fast as possible.

"Come back!"

Ghost King Bloodmoon uttered a demonic sound. The four nine-dragon Martial Saints were already in the air and about to leave this planet. But hearing the demonic sound, their saint souls were all injured. Searing pain came from their brains. They could no longer control their Holy Qi and dropped to the ground.

Empress Moran was also affected, but she'd flown far away already and had higher cultivation. She only dipped down but quickly stopped.

"So powerful."

Cold sweat beaded on Empress Moran's forehead. Her face was as pale as paper. She was very strong, but she was still scared enough to use a saint decree. Using it could help her escape even faster.

The four nine-dragon Martial Saints who'd landed were bleeding from their openings. It was very tragic, but they were all lower Saints. Their physical bodies and souls were both strong, so they didn't die from the demonic sound.

"We cannot escape anymore. How about we fight her to death? We might be able to survive." Wang Shizu climbed out of a ditch. He was covered in blood but filled with battle intent.

The other three Martial Saints also had strong wills. They knew they couldn't escape, so they decided to go full out.

"Celestial Dragon Connection Technique."

Wang Shizu hit his body nine times and activated a secret spell that stimulated his own body.

The Celestial Dragon Connection Technique and the other divine spells from Kunlun's Field all originated from the ancient Witch Way. As a taboo spell, it could burn the Blood Qi, Spirit Qi and Holy Qi within one's body. This could unleash ten times one's power for a short period.

The other three nine-dragon Martial Saints also used this spell. Their auras grew stronger and stronger. Their blood roared and surged like rivers.

These four were all extraordinary Saints. After using the taboo spell, they naturally grew even more terrifying. Like four savage monsters, they could swallow the heaven and earth.

Ghost King Bloodmoon remained calm. With her bare feet, she stepped onto the bridge of ghostly fog. She walked towards the four Martial Saints like a moonlight goddess.

"Fentian Print." A thinner Martial Saint tossed out a huge fireball.

The fireball was wrapped around a Thousand-pattern metal stamp. All the runes appeared, radiating with blazing power.

Using a backhand slap, Ghost King Bloodmoon's jade-like hand sent the Fentian Print flying back. The thin Martial Saint was shocked. He retreated and dodged the flying Fentian Print.

Before he could steady himself, Ghost King Bloodmoon was already before him, punching toward his head.

"No…"

He couldn't stop Ghost King Bloodmoon's hit. With a boom, Ghost King Bloodmoon's palm slammed his head into his stomach. A fountain of blood sprayed out of his neck.

Ghost King Bloodmoon pointed at his body and took out his saint soul. Using ghostly fire, she began producing another soul pill.

The other three nine-dragon Martial Saints used this chance to attack. They all used their strongest tactics.

Ghost King Bloodmoon refined the pill with one hand and fought the three Martial Saints with her other hand. They finally realized how big the difference was between them and Ghost King Bloodmoon. It was laughable that they thought they could kill her.

"Her cultivation has improved greatly again," Zhang Ruochen said. "Did she complete the third Ghost Trial?"

Ghost King Bloodmoon ate the soul pill. Her movement was graceful, as if she was tasting a cake. No one could imagine that it was a Saint's soul.

Then she stared at the three Martial Saints on the ground. Her eyes blazed and she couldn't help but lick her lips as if looking at delicious food. Seeing her gaze, the Martial Saints' hearts skipped a beat. A chill ran down their spine.

"It was hard for us to become Saints," one of them said with a trembling voice. "Ghost King, please spare us."

Even a Saint couldn't face death calmly. They had to lower themselves to beg pitifully for a chance to live.

Boom, boom, boom.

Heartless, Ghost King Bloodmoon crushed down. The three Saints all exploded into clouds of bloody mist. Only their Saintly Sources and some hard bones dropped to the ground.

Ghost King Bloodmoon opened her hands and the three saint souls lowered into her palm. They quickly became three saint pills. Refining the first two that she'd eaten would take some time, so she didn't consume these three. Instead, she put them away.

She looked at Zhang Ruochen. "That empress used a saint decree from a Heaven Pass Realm's Saint. She isn't any slower than me, so I can't catch up. As for those eight-dragon Martial Saints, should I take care of them?"

The many eight-dragon Martial Saints of the Blue Dragon Dynasty were all fleeing for their lives, but they weren't fast. Ghost King Bloodmoon could kill some if she tried her hardest.

"No need," Zhang Ruochen said. "They're homeless after the Blue Dragon Dynasty is destroyed. No need to finish the job like this."

Taking the World Spirit of the Blue Dragon Void World wasn't anything honorable. If he massacred them all, it would be too much! Plus, even if the eight-dragon Martial Saints escaped, they still weren't much of a threat to him. With Zhang Ruochen's speed of cultivation, he could surpass them quickly.

Why should a dragon be hung up on snakes?

Ghost King Bloodmoon didn't ask about anything else. She returned to the scroll world to continue cultivating.

"Ghost King Bloodmoon's cultivation is truly terrifying," Huang Yanchen said, fluttering her lashes. "She's on the level of the Five Heroes List. How did you trick her to stay by your side?"

"Well, it wasn't the honeypot tactic," Zhang Ruochen said half-jokingly.

He collected the saintly sources from the five nine-dragon Martial Saints. He also sent the Abyss Ancient Sword out so it could refine the leftover weapons.

The five saintly sources all shone with saintly light. They were as dazzling as stars. Within the saintly sources, each one had the shadow of a dragon. They were energetic and lively.

"Five saintly sources. I can give them to the native human Half-Saints in the scroll world to absorb. Maybe I can produce five Saints."

Zhang Ruochen knew that Princess White Li and Blackie had put many human Half-Saints into the scroll world. He could have them join the Sacred Sect.

"Zhang Ruochen, you must give the five saintly sources to me. I'll become a Saint soon. I need a large amount of nutrients."

The Holy Carnivorous Flower rushed over. Five roots reached out to ask Zhang Ruochen for the saintly sources. After absorbing the Spirit Qi and Blood Qi of that eight-dragon Martial Saint, its fruit finally ripened. It shone with dazzling silver light and had a tempting fragrance.

After a while, the "virtual body" within the fruit could be refined. If it was combined with the real body to a certain extent, it could really become a Saint. Of course, the Holy Carnivorous Flower was already strong enough to kill a lower Saint.

Zhang Ruochen frowned. "You want to absorb too many nutrients to become a Saint. At least ten times more than others."

"If I become a Saint, my combat abilities will far surpass any other Saints. Killing an enemy in another level isn't hard."

"In that case, I can't give the saintly source to you," Zhang Ruochen said.

The Holy Carnivorous Flower had already surpassed him. If it became a Saint, Zhang Ruochen wouldn't be able to suppress it anymore. He could suffer from the backlash.

The flower's voice was youthful but also aggressive. "Aren't you afraid I'll end things with you right now? I can eat you!"

"You can try and see if I can suppress you." After a pause, Zhang Ruochen added, "I'm pretty interested in that fruit of yours. I wonder what it tastes like."

If the flower had another master, it would have already turned its master into food. Zhang Ruochen was different though. The flower feared him and didn't dare attack easily.

The Holy Carnivorous Flower fell silent. In the end, it didn't attack and returned inside Zhang Ruochen. This flower was admittedly a double-sided blade. It could help multiply Zhang Ruochen's abilities, but it could also hurt him.

I must refine the Pill Spirit within me so I can raise my cultivation, he thought. Otherwise, the Holy Carnivorous Flower will become my biggest threat.