1463 Armies Of Seven Fields Gather

The Saints of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field didn't sense any danger. They continued climbing, wanting to get the Merits Records Wall as soon as possible.

Xu Zehai felt himself getting weaker and finally realized something was wrong. Looking inside, he discovered that his bodily functions were failing quickly. His vitality was almost completely gone.

Instantly, shock filled his face. He let out an unwilling voice. "My life… It shouldn't… Ah… How…?"

Thud.

His vitality was all used up. Xu Zehai fell down heavily, turning into a dead body.

"Oh my, how did I become so old?"

"What's going on? My face is covered in wrinkles."

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The other Saints of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field sensed something wrong too. They all fled down the mountain.

Unfortunately, none of them survived. They all died from old age along the way.

It was merely climbing the mountain, but it took their entire lives.

The dozen Saints that had climbed the mountain were all of the top figures of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field. Most of them were Absolute Saints. After they'd died, the two worlds were practically devoid of Absolute Saints.

It was too strange!

They didn't see any dangers, but the Absolute Saints and half-step Saint Kings had all died on the mountain. The Saints of the two fields were terrified.

"Could it be that the Pluto Race of the Hell World be hiding in the mountain and used a curse to kill them all?"

"It could be the Death Race. Death Qi can also kill people without traces."

The Saints present all thought of the Death Race and Pluto Race, two of the three Hell World races. Their tactics were very strange and caught people off guard.

Wan Zhaoyi, Sword Saint Jiuyou, and Martial Saint Canglan all rushed down the mountain and into the camp of the Kunlun's Field.

Martial Saint Canglan had lost 300 years of life. She still looked very young, with milky and shining skin, but her hair had turned white.

She couldn't compose herself. Her delicate frame kept trembling.

Losing 300 years was too high of a price. It couldn't threaten her life, but it would definitely affect her cultivation.

To her, time was very tight.

Wan Zhaoyi's physical body was a Saint, so his lifespan was longer than other Saints. Thus, his appearance hadn't changed after losing 300 years. He still looked energetic and spirited.

The unluckiest was Sword Saint Jiuyou.

After fleeing the mountain, he'd become extremely aged. His black hair turned white and almost all his white hair fell down. His skin was wrinkly and covered in age spots, like a yellow piece of bark.

He stumbled as he walked too and almost fell to the ground.

His three disciples rushed over to help him. "Master, what happened?"

Sword Saint Jiuyou pushed his body up and waved his hand. Then he took out a ten-thousand-year-old divine medicine. He stuffed it in his mouth and sat down to refine and absorb it.

Wan Zhaoyi stared at the towering mountain in deep thought. After a long while, he said, "It's the power of time. The time flow of the saint mountain far surpasses the outside world. I wasn't careful enough this time!"

"It must be Zhang Ruochen's trap. Only he can control time," Wang Lie, Sword Saint Jiuyou's first disciple, said angrily.

Yan Yulong, Sword Saint Jiuyou's second disciple, took out a sword and pointed in Zhang Ruochen's direction. "Master, Little Saint God, and Martial Saint Canglan were almost killed by him. What are we waiting for? Kill him now."

The other Saints of the Kunlun's Field were also furious. They declared they wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen.

The Saint Lady stepped out and stopped them. "If Zhang Ruochen established the time power in the mountain, he would've taken the Merits Records Wall long ago. He wouldn't be stuck outside still. Can't you all calm down? Don't blame everything on Zhang Ruochen."

She didn't say that Zhang Ruochen had alerted her earlier, thus saving Wan Zhaoyi, Martial Saint Canglan, and Sword Saint Jiuyou.

She was clear that if the people knew that she had interacted with Zhang Ruochen, it would cause rumors. She would be marginalized and forced out. She might not even be able to stay in the Kunlun's Field.

Wan Zhaoyi and Sword Saint Jiuyou were extremely wise. Naturally, they could guess that the Saint Lady had received the information from Zhang Ruochen.

However, they stayed silent and didn't say anything.

After all, they owed the Saint Lady greatly now. How could they expose her?

Heavenly King Qingxiao couldn't help but step out and mutter, "My junior brother had warned them. This counts as being moral. What else do you want? Plus, even if you can go up, are you my junior brother's match? You'd just be giving yourself up to die."

"Qingxiao, how dare you still call Zhang Ruochen your junior brother?" Wang Lie said. "Do you want to betray the Kunlun's Field too? Have you already joined the Guanghan Field secretly?"

"Stop talking…cough…"

Sword Saint Jiuyou reprimanded them. His voice had aged greatly. He couldn't help but cough.

Wang Lie didn't dare to continue speaking. He hurriedly stooped down and helped Jiuyou up. "Master, are you alright?"

"After taking the divine medicine," Sword Saint Jiuyou said, "I can live for three or four more years. I won't die for now."

"Three…four…"

The voices of the three major disciples trembled.

Sword Saint Jiuyou didn't seem to care. It was like three or four years were no different from three or four hundred years. "The less time there is, the greater the motivation. Perhaps I'll quickly comprehend the way to reach the Saint King Realm."

The camps of the Heaven Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field were in chaos.

Sword Saint Dongliu and Fang Yi stopped healing themselves and came out to calm people down.

Priest Xue Fengling from the Hell Blade Field entered the mountain personally to check. After finding the reason why the dozen Saints died in the mountain, he told Sword Saint Dongliu and Fang Yi.

Faced with the power of time, no matter how talented Sword Saint Dongliu and Fang Yi were, they were still helpless.

Inside the spatial maze, the Luosha Princess studied the Saint Lady. "Your little lover is quite interesting. Her Spiritual Power is pretty strong and has that Confucius Saint Book. Seems quite powerful."

"Nonsense," Zhang Ruochen said. "Our relationship isn't as complicated as you think."

"Unfortunately, I heard your little conversation with her!" the Luosha Princess said.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes darkened

Zhang Ruochen and the Saint Lady's Spiritual Power had both reached level 54, but when they used telepathic messages, the Luosha Princess still intercepted them.

She was too powerful.

He had no secrets before her.

"How about you have her lend me the Confucius Saint Book for a while?"

"You better not get any ideas about her," Zhang Ruochen said. "Otherwise, our cooperation will end now."

Earlier, the Luosha Princess had only been testing the Saint Lady's weight in Zhang Ruochen's heart. If she wanted to control Zhang Ruochen, she had to have more trump cards.

The Luosha Princess smiled and stopped speaking.

In the distance, vast Holy Qi flooded to the foot of the mountain.

The Saint armies of the Great Devil Ten Square Field, Eight Ministry Field, Tianmu Field, and Guanghan Field rushed out of the Holy Qi. They each took one position and surrounded the entire mountain.

Earlier, when the armies of the three worlds had hurried over to help, they'd already exposed the path that Zhang Ruochen and the Luosha Princess had opened. Thus, they followed tightly and arrived here.

The Great Devil Ten Square Field had the most Saints—more than 10,000. They had a great presence, but they were hidden inside a demonic cloud. They didn't show their true bodies and were very mysterious.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes moved around. "The army of the Great Devil Ten Square Field have arrived. Won't you regroup with them."

"No hurry."

The Luosha Princess smiled and continued, "The Saints of the Guanghan Field didn't seem to have listened to your order. They still hurried over."

Zhang Ruochen had already noticed the army of the Guanghan Field, so his brows furrowed.

The situation was very odd now. Murderous intents were hidden. The Guanghan Field Saints should be hiding instead of exposing themselves so quickly.

Among the Guanghan Field Saints, Zhang Ruochen saw Wu Hao.

Wu Hao and Wen Shucheng walked toward the spatial maze. They stopped at the edge and talked to Zhang Ruochen, asking about the situation.

Zhang Ruochen didn't hide anything. He told them everything that he knew.

"The priest is the Time and Space Descendant," Wen Shucheng said. "You should have a way to decode the time formation, right?"

"Yes, but it'll take a long time," Zhang Ruochen said. "Also…"

"Also what?" Wu Hao asked.

"The Guanghan Field has small numbers. Even if I decode the time formation, we might not be able to get the Merits Records Wall. It's better not to decode it."

Wu Hao and Wen Shucheng exchanged glances and frowned at the same time.

The Luosha Princess smiled. "Then, let's go get the treasures from the Phoenix Nest."

Wu Hao and Wen Shucheng both stared at her. "Who is she?"

"She says she's the Spiritual Flame Demonic Concubine," Zhang Ruochen said.

"Spiritual Flame Demonic Concubine."

Wu Hao and Wen Shucheng were taken aback. They studied her carefully.

The moment their eyes met the Luosha Princess's eyes, their souls were attacked. They lost balance and almost fell to the ground.

However, Wu Hao and Wen Shucheng weren't ordinary Saints. They had treasures that protected their minds. They quickly recovered and retreated pathetically.

"So impolite. How can you stare at a girl like this?" The Luosha Princess giggled.

Fear filled Wu Hao and Wen Shucheng's eyes. They realized that the Spiritual Flame Demonic Concubine was indeed a terrifying figure. They didn't dare look at her eyes again.