1627 Frightening Assassin

Even though Zhang Ruochen had already retreated into the corner of the room, acting as if he was harmless, the thin man didn't intend to let him go.

Crack!

The thin man hit his belt with his hand.

Three silver metal balls flew out of his belt. Two of them flew toward prince Luonan and Yi Roc.

The third flew toward Zhang Ruochen.

Won't even go easy on me, a half-step Saint King.

Zhang Ruochen sighed. He lifted his Abyss Ancient Sword, activating the First Yao power, and went to meet the ball.

Whoosh!

Two sharp three-foot-long blades grew out of the silver ball. It spun in the air, creating gales of wind. Sword Qi struck out in all directions.

The silver ball moved extremely quickly and unpredictably.

Boom, boom.

Without warning, Prince Luonan was cut seven times in a row. Sparks flew from his Ten-thousand-pattern saint armor.

The great power in the blades sent Prince Luonan's body spinning like a top. He flew out and crashed into the wall. His entire body was messed up.

Yi Roc wasn't any better. He was thrown into a tizzy from the silver ball. He was cut four or five times, but he used his strong defensive wings to survive.

Right now, Yi Roc and Prince Luonan were terrified. With their cultivations, they couldn't even handle two silver balls that the other released.

If the thin man personally attacked, he'd be able to kill them easily.

The two felt great regret. If they'd known better, they wouldn't have tried to be heroes. When the thin man had attacked, they should've tried their hardest to break through the Lifeless Blood Prison and escape.

The thin man grabbed a long spear. It was black and ancient with interweaving lightning bolts. He cleanly stabbed toward the Pill Spirit King.

The spear was like a demonic pillar while the tip was a divine thorn.

The Pill Spirit King had a high cultivation and reacted calmly. Red fire poured out of her palms and solidified into a peony, blooming like a red lotus from hell.

In that instant, the temperature of the room skyrocketed. Other than the fighting people, everything was burned to ashes.

The Pill Spirit King cultivated the top technique of the Peony Race—the Hell Force. It wasn't as strong as the 81 techniques on the Taiyi Techniques Divine Rank, but if she cultivated it to the extreme, she could still become a god.

How could a technique that led to the God Realm be weak?

The hellfire stored within her was unlimited. It spewed out continuously, turning the peony flower translucent and almost liquid.

Boom! The thin man stabbed with his spear, hitting the peony.

A deafening boom burst forth in the room. Wild holy power surged in all directions.

Prince Luonan, Yi Roc, and the two silver balls were sent flying by the strong wind. They hit the walls, seeming pathetic.

Prince Luonan's eyes were cold and sharp. "Seems like I'll have to use the Saint Look Rune to end this battle quickly."

Before coming to the Truth Heavenly Domain, a Supreme Saint from his mother's clan had given him a Saint Look Rune. Apparently, if it was activated, he could temporarily have a seventh step Saint King's power.

However, the rune paper couldn't withstand a seventh step Saint King's power, so this precious rune would shatter with one use.

"Brother Yi Roc, help cover me for a moment. When I activate this rune's power, I'll be able to destroy him with one punch." Prince Luonan put his hands together and his Holy Qi circulated rapidly.

In the distance, there was a soft crack.

The translucent peony was shattered by the spear. It broke into fragments of flames that filled the room.

The Pill Spirit King was deathly pale. She stared at the thin man in the sea of fire as if looking at a death god. Her eyes became clouded with fear.

The man didn't continue attacking her. Instead, he charged out with his spear and stabbed at Prince Luonan, who was activating the Saint Look Rune.

"Get past me first!"

Yi Roc's hands transformed into golden claws. He activated the Rules of Saintly Way and performed a mid-level saint spell.

"Flying Roc Breaks the Sea."

Not only did he have Rules of Saintly Way, he also had Rules of Truth in his claws. Yi Roc's power magnified. That claw could probably injure a third step Saint King.

"Ignorant," the thin man uttered coldly.

Boom!

The spear broke through everything. It penetrated Yi Roc's claws and chest as if tearing through two pieces of paper, and stabbed Prince Luonan's forehead.

He severely injured two strong Saint King with one spear.

The Saint Look Rune on Prince Luonan's forehead was also shattered, becoming ineffective.

Yi Roc and Prince Luonan fell to the ground. One bled from his chest and hands; the other clutched his forehead in extreme pain.

"Assassin Puppets, kill them."

The man put away his bloody spear and ordered the two silver balls. Then he walked toward the Pill Spirit King.

The silver balls produced clacking sounds and became two one-meter-tall man-shaped metal killers in the span of half a breath. They wielded double swords and their auras were as strong as a Saint King.

Yi Roc and Prince Luonan weren't average cultivators. They quickly repressed their injuries and stood up as fast as possible, activating all types of defensive techniques.

"You can actually produce Saint King Assassin Puppets and take out three at once. Who are you?" Prince Luonan's expression was very uncomfortable.

Assassin Puppets were made out of meteorites, so they were extremely strong.

Plus, the stronger they were, the more time it took to produce them.

Each of the man's three Assassin Puppets was comparable to a third step Saint King. They probably had to breed in the puppet blood pool for more than 1,000 years and continuously be fed saint soul power to be completed.

Only a murderous heavenly king could control three Assassin Puppets.

One only had one life.

Faced with someone as terrifying as this thin man, the Pill Spirit King, Prince Luonan, and Yi Roc all felt chilled. Death loomed over them.

Earlier, the Pill Spirit King had used all her might to hit the room's walls, but she couldn't penetrate them. This made her fall into despair.

Suddenly, the thin man sensed something. He spun around and stared at the dragon male standing in the corner. His eyes narrowed into slits.

He remembered that he'd released three Assassin Puppets. One had gone to attack this dragon.

But only two remained in the room now.

Where did the third Assassin Puppet go?

Since the beginning, the man's attention was focused on the Pill Spirit King, Prince Luonan, and Yi Roc. He didn't care about the half-step Saint King at all.

But now, with his instincts as a killer, he realized that the most troublesome one in the room may be this half-step Saint King.

The Pill Spirit King, Prince Luonan, and Yi Roc discovered this strange thing too. They were all surprised.

Earlier, when the silver ball had flown toward Zhang Ruochen, he'd raised the Abyss Ancient Sword.

But the silver ball had vast force and was very hard. Even the Abyss Ancient Sword's sharpness couldn't destroy it.

Of course, it also had a weakness.

It was a dead object, controlled by the saint soul power. It wasn't able to think. It could only follow the man's orders and kill.

The ball's terrifying speed wasn't threatening for Zhang Ruochen either.

Thus, he used spatial freeze to stop the ball of a second. He took advantage of that instant to put it into his Mercury Gourd.

One must mention that after reaching the Saint King Realm, he was able to use the spatial freeze in the Heaven World too.

The thin man stared at Zhang Ruochen. "I didn't think I would misjudge you," he said coldly. "You aren't a half-step Saint King at all. Instead, you're a dragon king. There are only a few dragon kings in the Truth Heavenly Domain and I've recorded them all down. You're not one of them."

In the Dragon Race, anyone who reached the Saint King Realm would be given the title of "dragon king."

Zhang Ruochen didn't answer. He just stood guardedly against the man.

The Pill Spirit King's almond eyes studied Zhang Ruochen's Abyss Ancient Sword with a thoughtful gaze.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me your identity," the thin man said. "If you hand over the Assassin Puppet and stand to the side, getting out of my way, then I can spare you. After all, killing you won't benefit me."

Naturally, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe him.

In the beginning, Zhang Ruochen hadn't planned on getting involved, but the man had released his Assassin Puppet to kill him. It was obvious that this man was murderous and didn't follow the rules.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen said, "A Assassin Puppet is like a third step Saint King. How can I return something so precious?"

"Since you chose death, I'll make it easy for you."

The man's eyes turned cold. He took out a gold-threaded bag and opened it. Hundreds of poisonous black insects flew out.

These insects split into three waves.

The largest wave flew toward Zhang Ruochen. The other two went toward Prince Luonan and Yi Roc.

"Ah…it's…it's the Trifoot Carnivorous Insect!" Yi Roc cried out in pain.

The Holy Qi that he released was actually eaten up by the black insects. Even his hard golden scales were gnawed through. His other defensive tactics seemed to be useless too.

Crunch, crunch.

The poisonous insects dug into Yi Roc's body and started gobbling up his flesh.

Only a moment passed and Yi Roc's body was withered. Only a layer of skin and bones remained. After some more breaths, even the skin and bones on the ground were devoured cleanly.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen, the Pill Spirit King, and Prince Luonan felt chills, as if they'd fallen into a chamber of ice.