1838 Ten-foot-two Golden Body

Chen Yuhua's skin, flesh, and meridians all turned golden as his body swelled up and transformed into a ten-foot-two golden giant.

This technique was one of the thirty-six techniques of the Four-Nine Mystic Arts.

The Ten-foot-two Golden Body Technique.

The thirty-six techniques were all unpredictable.

However, most of it had been lost, and barely a few survived. A genius of the Chen Clan that could successfully cultivate a technique was even rarer.

Chen Yuhua had been cultivating the Ten-foot-two Golden Body technique for more than a thousand years and had reached the point of perfection long ago.

Xie Canghai sensed danger, and so he struck first as he raised the Xuantian Battle-ax, and unleashed its full power. He immediately swung the ax at Chen Yuhua as he spat out a word, "Die."

The Xuantian Battle-ax crashed onto Chen Yuhua's head, and a deafening sound of gold and stone crashing into each other thundered.

"How is that possible?"

Xie Canghai's pupils widened and his face was shocked.

How could a human flesh directly resist a chop from the Xuantian Battle-ax?

Whoosh!!

A golden wave rippled out from Chen Yuhua's head.

Xie Canghai was quaked by a huge force and was sent flying to the bottom of the spirit mountain. He staggered back and looked so sorry as he almost collapsed onto the ground.

The arm wielding the battle-ax was numb with pain, trembling as it was about to break.

On the other hand, Chen Yuhua was totally unharmed.

"How can there be such a terrifying martial art technique in this world?"

At this moment, the fear in Xie Canghai's heart was even stronger than when he was fighting against the blood-haired man.

If not for the fact he knew that Chen Yuhua's time was short, and would not be able to maintain this state indefinitely, he would have fled long ago.

With a scream, Chen Yuhua jumped off the spirit mountain and shot out a punch towards Xie Canghai, the force of his punch was extremely powerful.

Xie Canghai's expression changed in shock as he raised the Xuantian Battle-ax to meet the blow.

Bam!!!

Xie Canghai flew out like a scarecrow, his hands bloodied.

As for the Xuantian Battle-ax, it flew out of his hand and slammed into the ground, smashing a large area around apart.

"Terrifying... I must get that Four-Nine Mystic Art. Even if I just manage to learn a single technique, my combat ability will increase by a lot," Xie Canghai said to himself.

The golden light on Chen Yuhua's body faded a little as if he was unable to keep going on.

Moreover, Chen Yuhua had been injured previously.

"Those who invade the Kunlun Realm, die."

Chen Yuhua, as if he had been revived, once again exuding a dazzling golden light as he landed another fist on Xie Canghai's body.

Knowing that he could not block it, Xie Canghai used a life-saving talisman and formed a nine-layer light screen to block the blow.

Smash! Smash!!

Three of the light screen layers were shattered, leaving only six left.

On the light screen were large numbers of interwoven wards, and each layer was comparable to a great defensive array.

Xie Canghai's heart ached extremely. The Thousand-Mile Demonic Step Talisman, the Heaven-grade healing pill, and this talisman were all of his life-saving trump cards, and he would not use it unless as a last resort.

The two battles were very frustrating, and he had used all of his life-saving trump cards.

"Those who meddle with the Eastern Region, die."

Chen Yuhua roared to the sky, as his golden hair flew in the air as the second fist struck out. Another three-layer of light screen shattered and was reduced to light spots.

Xie Canghai was staggered and kept moving backward as he vomited blood from his mouth.

"Those who covet the Chen Clan, die."

Chen Yuhua was in a frenzy as his fist, the size of a water tank smashed the last remaining three light screen layers on Xie Canghai's body.

His fist landed square on Xie Canghai's body.

Xie Canghai knew how terrifying Chen Yuhua in his Ten-foot-two Golden Body form, and was extremely scared. The scene of his body being torn apart appeared in his mind.

Bam!!!

Xie Canghai's body slammed against the spirit mountain.

As he fell into a pit of blood and mud, Xie Canghai looked at his bloodied chest, after taking a deep breath, he laughed.

While he was seriously injured, he was not dead.

At the very last moment, Chen Yuhua's burst of power dropped sharply, as the golden light on his body disappeared, his body shrank, and returned to his old, dour look.

"This is the will of the heavens... the will of the heavens... Cough, cough..."

Chen Yuhua's figure became rickety, as his eyes became hollow and blank, with Saint Blood constantly dripping out of his mouth, and dying his robes red with blood.

Xie Canghai stood up and walked over with an arrogant attitude of a victor as he said, "That's right, it's the will of the heavens. If the heavens want the Chen Clan to die, then the Chen Clan will die. If the heavens want the Kunlun Realm to die, then it will die. The Kunlun Realm had its glorious past, but it ended a hundred thousand years ago, and now it is only good for being trampled and plundered by us."

"One hundred thousand years ago, our ancestors from the Blackdemon Realm came to the Kunlun Realm to learn the path, and what did we learn? Just a rubbed print. Your ancestors hid the true tomes away and did not show them to outsiders at all. What narrow-mindedness."

"Thankfully, the cultivators of the Blackdemon Realm have continued to strive for self-improvement. And even if they had only cultivated a rubbed print, they were able to rise successfully."

"Times have changed."

"Now, the cultivators of the Blackdemon Realm have returned to the Kunlun Realm to take what belongs to us. Chen Yuhua, is the Four-Nine Mystic Arts tome with you?"

Chen Yuhua giggled. "The Blackdemon Realm sure is greedy. The reason the Kunlun Realm thought you the path, was in hopes that you would become stronger so that your world could defend themselves after being discovered by the Infernal Court. But I did not expect the ancestors of the Kunlun Realm had adopted a group of ingrates. What a farce."

Chen Yuhua was undoubtedly the number one elite of the Chen Clan, and Xie Canghai had suspicions that the Four-Nine Mystic Arts tome was on him.

Just as Xie Canghai was about to strike and take down Chen Hua Yu, an aura of supreme power came from a distance and shook the entire place.

Both Xie Canghai and Chen Yuhua were shocked.

Krashh!!!

They only saw an azure tower hundreds of feet tall crashing down from the heavens, smashing the Thicketbeast from the battle portrait into smithereens and reducing it to a soul mist.

It was important to note that the Thicketbeast's combat power was comparable to a Nine-step Saint King of the Greater Precept World realm.

"A Supreme Sacred Artifact."

Xie Canghai was a little surprised but also excited at the same time.

"The Azuresky Pagoda."

Chen Yuhua trembled all over, as a glint of elation appeared in his gray deathly eyes as he knew that an elite of the Kunlun Realm had arrived. If he could stop a foreign realm from taking control of the ancient tower, he would die without regrets.

Amidst the rolling dust, Zhang Ruochen's figure walked out.

Zhang Ruochen held his right hand over his head, as he propped something up.

Above his palm, the Azuresky Pagoda the size of a mountain slowly rotated. Series of supreme power radiated like blue mist dragons as they coiled around the tower.

Xie Canghai had not paid any attention to Zhang Ruochen and regarded him as an insect, but now, the latter had a Supreme Sacred Artifact in his hand, and that made him wary.

"Youngster, who are you?"

"The one who will kill you."

Zhang Ruochen sneered as he continued, "Are all cultivators from the Blackdemon Realm as shameless as you? Why should the Kunlun Realm show you their true tomes?"

Xie Canghai's eyes narrowed as he asked, "You're a cultivator of the Kunlun Realm?"

"You don't deserve to know."

While Zhang Ruochen had left the Kunlun Realm, he was still quite pissed off when he heard Xie Canghai's words.

The Saint Qi throughout his whole body rushed towards the Azuresky Pagoda, he then blasted it out towards Xie Canghai. The mighty supreme power erupted, causing the Saint Qi of this microworld to be extremely chaotic.

"Ashuran Godfall."

Precepts of palm rushed out of Xie Canghai's body, as both palms blasted out at the same time, as he used an Intermediate-level Tongxuan sacred art.

The Azuresky Pagoda had suppressed him, and Xie Canghai gritted his teeth and used all of his strength for him to be able to hold it at bay. However, Xie Canghai was already seriously injured, and the Saint Blood constantly poured out of his chest wound.

"Die!!"

Zhang Ruochen darted over like a thunderbolt, and landed a palm strike on Xie Canghai's chest wound, and caving the latter's body in.

The Divine Purification Flames gushed out from his palm and into Xie Canghai's body, causing his entire body to immolate.

"Arrghhhh!!"

Xie Canghai was so furious he let out a roar.

And no one knew what sort of secret technique he used, but in an instant, Xie Canghai's power increased by several folds as he sent the Azuresky Pagoda flying.

Immediately afterward, Xie Canghai formed a palm mark, as tens of thousands of precepts gathered around his finger, as he struck at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's fighting spirit was surging high and he was fearless as he struck both of his palms out, and thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls appeared as they met Xie Canghai's attack.

Bam! Bam!! 

"You're courting death."

Xie Canghai continued to draw upon his power, as all of the demonic Qi in his body gathered at his hands.

Both of his palms turned black.

"The one who will die is you."

Zhang Ruochen roused the precepts of truth and erupted in six times the strength as he sent Xie Canghai flying hundreds of miles away. As he half-knelt on the ground, a large number of cracks appeared on his Saint Body and was about to shatter like ceramic.

Zhang Ruochen recalled the Azuresky Pagoda and walked over with an icy gaze.

Xie Canghai knew that he had been beaten, and if he continued to fight, he was in danger of being killed.

"If not for me being seriously wounded, even if you had a Supreme Sacred Artifact, it will still be your death," Xie Canghai said as he thought of a way to escape.

Zhang Ruochen replied, "Hand over the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving, and I'll make it quick."

"All right, I'll give it to you."

Xie Canghai took out an object from his storage container and tossed it over at Zhang Ruochen. Immediately after, he turned into a streak of demonic light and rushed into the night sky.

And the object flying towards Zhang Ruochen was not the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving, but an iron seal of the ten-thousand markings sacred artifact level.

Bam!!!

A layer of light gushed out from the surface of the Azuresky Pagoda and shattered the iron seal.

At the same time, the fleeing Xie Canghai stopped and stared ahead in shock. "You... You are a cultivator of space..."

Zhang Ruochen, with both hands behind his back, stood before him and blocked his escape.

"Where do you think you are going?"

Zhang Ruochen's finger pointed and tapped at the Azuresky Pagoda.

The blue pagoda, hundreds of feet high, came crashing from the sky and slammed against Xie Canghai's body, shattering his body into pieces, and reducing his bones to dust.

On the ground, there was only a mess of pulped flesh.

Zhang Ruochen found a Saint Source and a Dimensional Ring from the pulped flesh.

He infused his spiritual power into the Dimensional Ring and found the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving alongside a large number of sacred artifacts, sacred medicines, and other treasures. A look of joy finally appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face.