1748 Wan Zhaoyi’s End

Before finding the Xumi Dojo, even if the Kunlun's Field Practitioners headed deep into the island, they would not be of much help, and could in fact be a burden to Zhang Ruochen.

They seemed to understand that as well, and thus they followed the demon rat and left the illusion formation.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze swept around, and he asked, "Where is Amazing?"

"It seemed like he has already charged deep into the island alone," the Carnivorous Holy Flower replied.

A large number of roots spread out from under her feet, and penetrated into the dead Heaven Field Saint Kings' bodies, absorbing their nutrients.

"Shang Ziyan is not a typical enemy. Amazing could not deal with him; we should quickly follow up. Don't bother with all the nutrients. After this battle, all the nutrients will still belong to you."

Carrying out a teleportation, Zhang Ruochen brought Blackie, the Carnivorous Holy Flower, and Xie Chengzi deep into the island.

…

The island was massive, and near the center, there were many enormous cliffs and mountains.

These peaks all had different levels of damage to them. Some mountains were lit with blazing flames, some were sliced into halves, turning into smooth ridges, some were entirely crushed into flatlands.

And amidst all this, a gigantic palace sat in the middle of the mountains.

Divine Blood War Palace leader, Xun Ya, along with four four-winged crimson angels, were controlling a wheel-shaped Supreme Saint ancient weapon, and tore a hole in the defenses of the palace.

"As expected of the famed Blood War Wheel. We finally broke through the defenses.

"Losing the protection of the palace, these Kunlun's Field cowards are helpless.

"It is finally over."

…

Following this, the various Saint Kings of Heaven Field dashed into that gap as fast as possible.

Even between two Supreme Saint ancient weapons, there were differences in power. 

The lowest level might have been used by the Supreme Saint only a few times, and had a tinge of the Supreme Saint's remnant presence, and could only evoke a little of the Supreme Saint powers.

Yet, the strongest Supreme Saint ancient weapons had grown with the Supreme Saint, and could be his personal weapon of choice.

Within weapons like that, there could be an entire subspace area to store the powers of the Supreme Saint. And it was also possible that the weapon spirit itself had reached the cultivation of a Supreme Saint.

The Blood War Wheel was actually the latter.

However, after reaching the Truth Heavenly Domain, the weapon spirit was sealed by the Truth Godly Palace.

Even then, the Supreme Saint powers stored within the Blood War Wheel were sufficient to bring out deadly attacks. It was precisely this force that tore open the defenses of the palace.

Instantly, Xun Ya transmitted an order. "Catch the Nine Heavenly Maidens alive, don't kill them."

The moment that the defenses were being destroyed, the Nine Heavenly Maiden, Luo Xu, Wan Zhaoyi, and several others, all vomited blood at the same time, as though they had been hit, and they flew out.

That was already their limit.

Looking at the continuous stream of Saint Kings, Li Xian's gaze was a bit dim. "What a pity. Heaven Field's illusion Formation was too powerful. Before we could even find the Xumi Dojo, we are going to die here."

Nine Heavenly Maiden stood up and replied, "We could find the direction of the Xumi Dojo using the Siming Compass, and we should be really close. But Shang Ziyan was really careful, and even brought a quarter of all the Saint Kings to fight with us. That was not giving us any chance at all."

Wan Zhaoyi stood up. "Before coming here, we already knew that this would be a difficult fight, and not many of us would return. Since we were unable to accomplish our mission, we could only try our best to fight. The more we kill them, the more pain they will feel after that." As he spoke, the Supreme Saint ancient weapon, the Blue Dragon Armor, seemed to roar together with him. With that, a blue dragon appeared from the armor and landed on him.

Then, Wan Zhaoyi took out the Tianming Summoning Rune, and walked towards the blanket of Heaven Field Saint Kings, like a defeated conqueror heading to his last battle.

A few years back, to prevent Emperor Qing from releasing Lord Pluto, Wan Zhaoyi had used the Tianming Summoning Rune. With a cultivation that had yet to reach Saint King level, that had cost him half of the Saint Blood within his body, along with hundreds of years of his lifespan. And in the end, he withstood three hits from Emperor Qing.

Although he almost died from his wounds, Wan Zhaoyi never regretted his actions.

No matter how strong his foes were, he would never hide away, and would always face the enemy.

Now, having reached fourth step Saint King, there was even less reason not to fight.

Of course, Wan Zhaoyi was well aware that using the Tianming Summoning Rune again to display power that was well above his cultivation level could have serious consequences. He would likely die as a result.

But so what?

He could not step back, and had to face the difficulty.

Wan Zhaoyi's Saint Blood seeped out from under the fingernails of his ten fingers, flowing into the Tianming Summoning Rune.

At that instance, a deafening roar came from the heavens, and a presence comparable to that of a Supreme Saint could be felt. The shockwave raced to the Saint Kings of Heaven Field like a tsunami.

The Saint Kings of Heaven Field all frowned in disbelief, and stopped for a short moment, being stunned by this unexpected display.

It was then that they saw a muscular man walking out from the palace. On his body there was a blue dragon, with a scroll above his head, and blue light from his eyes. He was like a demon.

"He is…."

"How could Kunlun's Field have such an expert? His presence is terrifying."

"It is only his presence that is strong. He might be merely faking it. Fight him!"

The Heaven Field practitioners wielded their weapons and sent spells flying at Wan Zhaoyi.

None of them were weak, and their combined attack had enough power to destroy a small world.

Roar!

Wan Zhaoyi howled, and from the Tianming Summoning Rune came Supreme Saint power that buffed his body.

Lightly bending his knees, he opened his arms. Instantly, all the attacks launched at him were stopped dead in their tracks. Following this, they flew back towards their masters.

Boom!

The entire group of over a hundred Saint Kings was thrown into disarray. Some of them even sustained heavy injuries.

"Who is this? A hidden champion raised by Kunlun's Field?"

"Retreat! Don't fight with him! Get Master Xun Ya to suppress him with the Blood War Wheel…."

Just as a five-step Saint King shouted, he was shocked to find that Wan Zhaoyi had just appeared before him.

Boom!

Wan Zhaoyi punched out, and his fist pierced straight through that five-step Saint King's chest, and Saint Blood spurted out from the wounds.

Following which, Wan Zhaoyi flew out. With his insane speed, he dashed around the battlefield. With every punch, an enemy fell victim to him.

In merely a few breaths, over a dozen Saint Kings were slain by him alone.

The remaining Heaven Field practitioners had their morale utterly shattered, and retreated in disarray.

This person was too ferocious. With a presence like an ancient beast, his strength seemed to be able to destroy even stars.

A sixth-step Saint King threw a rune towards Wan Zhaoyi, with a power that could rival an attack from a seventh-step Saint King.

Enduring the hit, Wan Zhaoyi's body had countless wounds.

Yet, those wounds did not bleed much. That was because over half of his blood had already been lost to the Tianming Summoning Rune. He already did not have much blood left in him to bleed.

Just like an unfeeling killing machine, Wan Zhaoyi dashed out, ignoring his wounds. Using the 11th Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm, he smashed that sixth-step Saint King into a bloody mist.

Seeing how Wan Zhaoyi was going on a killing spree, the remaining Kunlun's field practitioners were excited, with their blood boiling with adrenaline.

"As expected of the hero who stood in the first place of the Five Heroes list. His battle abilities are truly unrivaled."

"These Heaven Field practitioners looked down on us, but now they are dying to us from Kunlun's Field!"

…

Among those present, only Nine Heavenly Maiden did not seem to be happy about the situation. Instead, she sighed bitterly.

That was because she knew of the previous time when Wan Zhaoyi did the same. Even though he survived, the Empress warned that if he did that again, that would be when he died.

In other words, every fist he swung was fueled by his very life.

This was trading his life for the enemies'!

Nine Heavenly Maiden did not stop him, as this was his own choice. This was something she could not stop him on. For someone as prideful as Wan Zhaoyi, he would rather fight until the bitter end and bleed his last droplet of blood than to get captured by Heaven Field and die in an unknown corner of the world.

"Zhang Ruochen, why have you not come?"

Nine Heavenly Maiden knew that Zhang Ruochen would definitely come. He was the only one who could save Kunlun's Field.

If Zhang Ruochen did not arrive on time, she had no choice but to follow suit, and use the secret arts to fight to the death.

Shang Ziyan stood above the palace with his arms clasped behind him, and nodded while looking at the massacre below caused by Wan Zhaoyi alone, and said, "This man fits the description of the legendary ancestors of Kunlun's Field. Luckily he can no longer grow up, else we would have another potent enemy.

"No matter how beautiful the dusk is, it is merely a short prelude to the dark night. This was merely his final spark. He is sustaining his fight with only his willpower. I will go and send him off."

Holding the Blood War Wheel, he dashed into the palace. Raising it, a ruthless Supreme Saint power emerged and assaulted Wan Zhaoyi.

Beneath Wan Zhaoyi's feet was nothing but a mess of Saint Kings' bodies. There were dozens of Saint Kings who had fallen to his relentless attacks.

Feeling the incoming attack, Wan Zhaoyi looked up.

Under his messy and bloodied hair, one could vaguely see Wan Zhaoyi's frail face. It was completely different from the look of the conqueror he had previously. If one were to observe carefully, it was clear that his hair had turned white under the red mess of blood and other body fluids.

"Great! Fight me!"

Wan Zhaoyi knew that he was reaching the end of the line, but he forced himself to keep in tiptop fighting shape.

His intense willpower sent Saint Qi surging around him.

Roar!

A dragon's roar could be heard from his left arm, and an elephant's trumpet from his right.

Using the 11th Dragon and Elephant Pragna Palm again, his two palms flew out together, clashing with the giant Blood War Wheel.

Boom!

The Blood War Wheel and Xun Ya flew out, to everyone's shock.

Xun Ya's face turned into terror as well, and tried to regain initiative by using the Blood War wheel. However, Wan Zhaoyi chased behind Xun Ya, and with a torrent of palms, sent him flying into the ground.

Boom!

Boom Boom!

…

Standing on the Blood War Wheel, Wan Zhaoyi pressed onto Xun Ya, locking his movements as he continued the relentless assault.

With every palm, Xun Ya would throw up a mouthful of blood.

After sixteen palms, Xun Ya's organs were all smashed, and the Blood War Wheel was even embedded into his body.

Even Xun Ya thought that was the end of him, when the ferocious Wan Zhaoyi suddenly stopped on top of the Blood War Wheel.

He had passed on.

In the deafening silence, and the cold wind, the only movement left in the world was the blood dripping from his white hair.