744 Star-moon Knack

"Whizz!"

Energy fluctuations emanating from the three beasts broke through the barriers of the Scroll Mountain. All of a sudden, the scroll under Zhang Ruochen's foot started to expand in every direction, becoming bigger and bigger.

The scroll extended to 50 kilometers and became a miniature world, absorbing Zhang Ruochen and the three beasts into it.

Above the scroll, thousands of characters hovered in the air, shining brilliantly like glittering stars in the sky.

The original form of Dragon Three was a Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart, spanning 3,000 meters like a black mountain ridge in the sky. A scale from his body was as large as a dustpan. His sharp claws were like keen swords piercing out from his flesh.

The original form of Flood-dragon Four was a Six-clawed Ghostdom Flood-dragon. He was as large as Dragon Three and his icy-cold aura caused snow to fall like goose feathers over the entire Scroll Mountain.

The origin form of Roc Six was a Golden-winged Roc.

His wings expanded and covered almost the whole sky. Even from several kilometers away, one could see the golden light emanating from his body.

All three were descended from Mythical Beasts. Although their individual strength could not match a young Mythical Beast's, they remained overwhelmingly powerful.

The Monks at the foot of the mountain gazed upward. They felt that Zhang Ruochen and three Palace-keeping Beast Guardians of the Demonic Sect were inhabiting another world.

However, the miniature world of the scroll still hovered above the Scroll Mountain. The Monks could all see what was happening.

They saw Zhang Ruochen stand below the three beasts, his body as puny as a single grain of sand.

After seeing the three Palace-keeping Beast Guardians' true forms, even the disciples who had such confidence in Lin Yue now drew in a cold breath. They shivered involuntarily.

"The original form of the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart is huge! If he slaps with his claws, he can level a tall mountain. Dragon Three is showing off his power and looking to avenge himself on Lin Yue!"

"They say that the Six-clawed Ghostdom Flood-dragon once devoured an entire city, together with its fortifications, dwellings, and human inhabitants. He wasn't satisfied with what he had eaten. Is this tale apocryphal?"

"Golden-winged Roc is the fastest being under the Half-Saint realm. Even the Demon Son, Ouyang Huan, can't match his speed."

The Heir to the Eastern Region Holy Prince Mansion, Chen Tianpeng, snorted coldly. "None of these three beasts can beat Lin Yue one to one. But their combined power isn't much weaker than Lin Yue's. Combinin their forces and in their original forms, they can defeat him easily."

"So, the Yin and Yang Sect has openly opposed the Demonic Sect! Ha ha, it looks like Lin Yue isn't a great bodyguard for Huang Yanchen after all. He might even have caused her serious trouble." Chen Lan'er's lips curved into a smile. She had restored some of her psychological superiority.

After the three masters from the Demonic Sect had defeated Lin Yue, they would surely take care of Huang Yanchen as well.

She was happy to see them maim Huang Yanchen.

"Shameless! Three top masters from the Demonic Sect joining forces to fight Senior Brother Lin Yue! He can't win, even if he sprouts three heads and six arms!"

"How despicable! The Demonic Sect is so despicable."

All the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect were indignant.

Flood-dragon Four and Roc Six had already joined forces and maimed Qin Yufan. Would they do the same to Lin Yue?

"We can't let them succeed. Let's go and give Senior Brother Lin Yue a hand!"

Led by Zhao Wuyan and Cang Dong, more than 20 young fighters from the Yin and Yang Sect, including Xun Hualiu, Mu Jiji, Gao Hao and Han Qiu, dashed up the mountain. They were preparing to meet Lin Yue and fight the Demonic Sect together.

However, while they were dashing up the mountain, several young talents stood up from their Talent Seats and barred them.

The vast majority were from the Four Symbols Sect and the Bagua Sect.

"Friends from the Yin and Yang Sect, you can't just overwhelm the Scroll Mountain with your numbers." A Four Symbols Sect Monk of the Ninth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm now attacked the Yin and Yang Sect's most powerful fighter, Can Dong.

Han Qiu's eyes were cold. "We are both former branches of the Taiji Sect. You cannot side with the Demonic Sect and oppose us."

"The Monks from the Bagua Sect have never sided with the Demonic Sect. We just want to test your strengths. We'd like to see if you are qualified to reach the top."

The Saint's disciples from the Yin and Yang Sect poured into the Scroll Mountain like an unending stream. However, the Monks from the Four Symbols Sect and the Bagua Sect formed a barrier, keeping them from helping Zhang Ruochen.

A Half-Saint Patriarch from the Yin and Yang Sect ground his teeth and caused the entire Shentai City to quake with a stamp of his foot. He cried, "How obnoxious! Where has Gao Tianjiao gone? Why isn't she helping Lin Yue? Does she want the Demonic Sect to cripple our young fighters?"

A Golden Lotus Sacred Pool, enveloped in swirling mists, stood at the summit of the Scroll Mountain. One could make out the indistinct shapes of nine gigantic seats, all cast out of purple gold.

The nine Heir Seats.

At this moment, Gao Tianjiao was sitting on one of them.

She clenched her fists tightly. Crimson flames raged from her every finger. She stood up suddenly and was about to descend the mountain.

However, just after Gao Tianjiao had got up, Ouyang Huan, who was sitting on another Heir Seat, got up as well. He stared at her, smiling faintly.

Before the Kunlun Heir's banquet, the Master of the Yin and Yang Sect had asked to see Gao Tianjiao in person. At that meeting, he analyzed to her all the possible situations that could arise tonight.

If they fought the others headlong, the Yin and Yang Sect would not match either the Demonic Sect, the Four Symbols Sect, Bagua Sect, or the Taiji Sect. They would be thoroughly defeated.

Therefore, they must change their stratagem. So long as Gai Tianjiao secured an Heir Seat, the Yin and Yang Sect could still save some face even if they were defeated.

Gai Tianjiao had not considered the situation carefully. She had thought that they just needed an Heir Seat to contain Ouyang Huan. Since it was not necessarily a bad move, she complied to her Master's request.

However, the situation had escalated. It was now much worse than she had expected.

She did not manage to contain Ouyang Huan--Ouyang Huan had contained her instead.

If she was dealing with Ouyang Huan alone, Gai Tianjiao could still break free from the siege. She would then be able to offer Lin Yue a helping hand. Now, however, someone else was standing beside Ouyang Heng--a man in linen clothes.

A thin man in linen clothes, carrying a very rusty iron sword. He emanated a lethal, icy-cold air.

Gai Tianjiao could sense the dangerous aura emanating from his body.

She would be easily defeated if she choose to fight them together. The Yin and Yang Sect would then be completely annihilated.

Gai Tianjiao stepped backward and sat on her Heir Seat again. She shut her eyes, but her muscles everywhere were tense. She kept shivering.

Ouyang Huan smiled faintly. He, too, retired to his seat. He cast his eyes at the man in linen clothes. "Le, find yourself an Heir Seat as well. If you can keep your seat, your future will be limitless."

The man in linen clothes did not seem disrupted in his mood. He held on to his sword and remained where he was, gazing at Huang Yanchen below.

No one knew what his thoughts were.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the center of the scroll. He was neither frightened nor looking at the three beasts themselves. Instead, he was observing his surroundings very carefully. Then, he nodded gently and said to himself, "Scroll Mountain must be a very powerful time treasure. Every scroll here contains a miniature world... "

A loud roar disrupted Zhang Ruochen's thoughts.

"HOWL!"

A deafening bellow sounded from the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart. "Lin Yue, you severed my arm. I will sever both of yours."

A Qi billow formed in his mouth, turning into a roaring hurricane. Dozens of wind blades soared in its midst, making loud whizzing noises. They gushed toward Zhang Ruochen.

Although he had lost the divine dragon bone, the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart was still very powerful.

"I'm sorry, but you can't," Zhang Ruochen responded nonchalantly.

Zhang Ruochen raised his Golden Snake Divine Rapier and formed a huge Sword Qi field with a 15-kilometer radius. All the winds hurtling at him disintegrated.

His words made the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart burned with rage. He soared out downward, mobilizing the dragon Qi in his body to congregate at his claws.

Soon, his 100-meter dragon claws turned into a black demonic cloud and hurtled toward Zhang Ruochen's head with torrential force.

Although the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart was massive, he struck his claws out with alarming speed. They reached Zhang Ruochen's head within the blink of an eye.

Although the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart was massive, he struck his claws out with alarming speed. They reached Zhang Ruochen's head within the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ruochen was even faster. His body streaked away and he disappeared under the dragon claws.

The next moment, he appeared at the top of Black Dragon's head. Grasping his sword hilt, he lunged a stab forward.

"Star-moon Knack!"

A superior-class Ghost Level sword technique--the first move of Nine-star Moon Sword.

After displaying his sword technique, a huge bright moon appeared above Zhang Ruochen. Its moonlight enveloped him completely.

At the same time, a scintillating star fell swiftly beside the bright moon.

No...

It was not a star, but Zhang Ruochen's sword.

"Be careful!"

Golden-winged Roc roared loudly. He extended his wings and turned into a golden light shuttle, surging at top speed to just above the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart.

"Golden Roc Plume!"

The Giant Roc spat out a golden light ball which soared into the sky.

A Hundred Inscriptions Weapon was inside the golden light ball. Feathers could be seen from the outside.

Zhang Ruochen had displayed a Superior class Ghost Level sword technique. It was too powerful to be defended by Golden-winged Roc, who desperately threw out his Golden Roc Plume to counter it.

BOOM!

Golden Roc Plume was hit and its lights dimmed. It spun away at once.

Both the Golden-winged Roc and the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart released their Divine Body Shields at the same time. Yet they were unable to counter his sword move.

"Pfft-pfft."

Zhang Ruochen and the Golden Snake Divine Rapier penetrated the bodies of Golden-winged Roc and the Black Dragon with a Demon's Heart, leaving a huge blood hole in their bodies.

Zhang Ruochen landed. Not a speck of blood could be seen on his clothes. Holding his sword hilt in one hand, he looked up nonchalantly.

"HUA!"

Blood from the Golden-winged Roc and the Black Dragon with Demon's Heart gushed out, cascading down like two blood-red waterfalls.

Following that, two loud thuds sounded.

The two gigantic savage beasts fell to the ground, one after the other. They caused the scroll's miniature world to tremble violently twice.