1339 A Spear That Comes From Two Hundred Thousand Miles Away

Xianji Mountain was a hundred thousand square miles in size, which was the size of a county.

There were dozens of remnants around Xianji Mountain where there were few living beings. Even mind power couldn't penetrate those areas.

Immortal vampires who entered Red River Mansion occupied one of the remnants where there were many deserted buildings from the ancient times. They were already damaged, yet they still looked marvelous.

Situ Fengcheng stepped on the bones on the ground and went below a cliff, looking at the person who was being hung on the cliff.

Titter!

Dozens of bolts of lightning struck that person, which made him scream in agony. He kept bleeding, and his skin was burnt black instantly.

"Vice-leader."

All the immortal vampires kneeled with one knee and saluted Situ Fengcheng.

Situ Fengcheng nodded, telling them to stand up.

Xia Long flew down from the cliff, standing beside Situ Fengcheng. He shook his head and said, "That guy has really impressive willpower. He's able to handle all the pain and torture. We couldn't get anything out of his mouth."

The person hung on the cliff was 'Shi Ren,' the young clan leader of the Ancient Race of Prison Guards. Nine iron chains pierced through his body, holding him a hundred feet above the ground.

However, Shi Ren was covered in blood as his body was ragged. It was difficult to tell who he was from his face.

"Useless. Just kill me now…'

Shi Ren still managed to laugh in a hoarse voice.

Shi Ren, as the young clan leader of the Ancient Race of Prison Guards, was of great value, so Situ Fengcheng didn't want to kill him yet. He stroked his chin with his hand as he found the task tricky.

"Let me try!"

A trace of mind power was transmitted into Situ Fengcheng's mind, forming a melodious female sound.

Situ Fengcheng raised his head, then he saw a half-transparent and slender being showing up in the sky. Her body got dense, turning into a seductive and beautiful woman.

Ying Huo's perfect body was surrounded by blood mist like a veil, which made her lithe body look all the more attractive.

She stepped on the blood mist with her feet, walking toward Shi Ren.

"Goddess."

All the immortal vampire monks kneeled on one knee again.

They all looked mesmerized and awed. They wanted to pursue that regal goddess, yet they were too intimidated to get close to her.

Even Situ Fengcheng admired her, however, he had enough willpower to suppress that urge.

A team of death knights and four silver-caped elders also arrived with Ying Huo, meeting up with Situ Fengcheng.

Obviously, the Immortal Temple placed lots of attention on the 'blood repression runes.'

Such a rune could threaten the existence of the entire immortal vampire race.

Ying Huo pointed at Shi Ren's head.

Tze Tze!

Shi Ren could feel a breezy force flowing into his meridians, which lessened the pain he was suffering from. He opened his eyes and looked to Ying Huo, and then, he smiled. "Zhang Ruochen, there you are…"

Ying Huo was glowing with pink light. She smiled with captivation and asked, "Tell me, who created the runes? What kind of materials are required to make those kinds of runes?"

"Blood repression runes are made… made…"

Shi Ren was struggling not to say anything. He ground his teeth in agony.

Ying Huo licked her lips seeing Shi Ren resist her defender formation. Then, she pressed Shi Ren's head with her fingers.

Sizzle!

Her finger penetrated Shi Ren's scalp, and immense mind power flowed in, trying to seize his memories.

"Ah!"

Shi Ren was handling pain like never before. His eyes were almost about to pop, and he was screaming in anguish.

All the immortal vampire monks were shivering after seeing that. They heard of the skills of the Immortal Goddess before, and this was the first time they witnessed them.

She was a beautiful she-devil. One could only appreciate her from afar.

Boom!

A huge trace of mind power gushed out of Shi Ren's head, repelling Ying Huo's fingers.

Ying Huo stopped smiling and looked surprised.

"What happened? Goddess?" a silver-caped elder with wrinkles on his face asked.

Ying Huo landed and stepped on the blood mist. She said, "That person has tremendous mind power. If I try to seize his memories by force, he might destroy his memories himself."

Xia Long said, "I reckon we can just drain his blood and extract his memories when he's exhausted. Why're we even wasting time here?"

Situ Fengcheng shook his head and said, "Then you're being very short-sighted and not using the real value of the young clan leader of the Ancient Race of Prison Guard. If we have him with us, we can not only use him to fight Zhang Ruochen, but also save Lord Pluto."

"That's right."

Ying Huo nodded and agreed with what Situ Fengcheng said. She blinked her eyes and smiled. "Although I didn't get everything we wanted, the efforts aren't in vain. He said the same as Zhang Ruochen when he was struck by my defender formation, which means those runes are related to Zhang Ruochen."

Situ Fengcheng said, "Besides, he said the name 'blood repression rune.' It seems those runes are indeed made to fight our race."

Both Ying Huo and Situ Fengcheng were extremely smart, so they inferred some valuable information from Shi Ren's broken words.

Whoosh!

A signal flare flew into Situ Fengcheng's hand.

Situ Fengcheng was furious after reading the signal flare. He squeezed the signal flare hard to crush it into ashes.

Ying Huo asked, "What happened?"

"The monks sent to capture Huang Yanchen were all killed, including Four Sword Blood Saint, Qi Zhenhuan, Blood Saint Jingta, and Blood Saint Red Lightning. All of them were killed," Situ Fengcheng said.

All the monks were horrified.

There would only be so many saints killed when there was a large-scale war.

However, more than ten blood saints were killed just because they were trying to capture Huang Yanchen, which was explosive news. A loss like this was enough to send Situ Fengcheng to trial.

Ying Huo was a bit surprised. "Did the great beings from the Ministry of War head there?"

Situ Fengcheng shook his head and said, "It was Zhang Ruochen and Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon."

Ying Huo's eyes glinted, and she found it hard to believe. "Have the meridians of Zhang Ruochen recovered already? Also, Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon hates Zhang Ruochen's guts...how would he team up with him? Besides, even if they teamed up, they wouldn't be able to kill more than ten blood saints including two heaven pass blood generals."

Situ Fengcheng nodded and said, "Some other great being might've made attacks also, and that person is at least a true saint. Otherwise, Four Sword Blood Saint and Qi Zhenhuan could've at least run away. It seems Zhang Ruochen is a great challenge."

"If Zhang Ruochen has something to do with blood repression runes, then we'll help you as well. We can't let Zhang Ruochen get away this time."

Ying Huo felt that the rise of Zhang Ruochen was irresistible, which gave her tremendous pressure.

…

The Carnivorous Holy Flower absorbed great blood Qi and saint Qi in Fengyuan City. The flower at the top had a diameter of more than twenty feet, gleaming.

The Carnivorous Holy Flower had been residing in Zhang Ruochen's body, so it had absorbed a large amount of chaos Qi and godly wood Qi. It was strong enough to fight heaven pass blood generals now.

Abyss Ancient Sword refined all the weapons left by the immortal vampires, which added several hundred inscriptions to the sword. As of now, it had almost nine thousand inscriptions.

Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo and Jinfu Giant Python had all recovered and returned to their peak.

Guoguo couldn't be more motivated. It clenched its fist and said, "When can we go rescue Shi Ren, Zhang Ruochen? Let's go there and crush them all."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Um… Yeah, we don't even know where they're hiding." Guoguo shook its head and sighed.

"Just wait and see. They'll definitely contact me," Zhang Ruochen said.

A large trace of saint way ripple was spread.

A black spear pierced through the clouds and landed at the center of Fengyue City. A rumbling sound blasted in the damaged city, and black dust spread.

Guoguo rushed forward, pulling the long spear out and bringing it to Zhang Ruochen. "Lord Chen, the letter of challenge from the immortal vampires is sculpted on the long spear. They're asking us to meet them on the southern cliff of Xianji Mountain."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the long spear, read the words on it and asked, "The southern cliff of Xianji Mountain is at least two hundred thousand miles away from Fengyue City, isn't it?"

Huang Yanchen nodded and said, "Only those who're at true saint level or high have such horrific power. He was able to throw a saint-weapon level spear here from two hundred thousand miles away. He wasn't just sending us the letter of challenge; he's also trying to scare us, asking us whether we dare go or not."