1104 Joining The Rank Of Top Fighters

The powerful killing methods impressed all the humans. They were clear that the Time and Space Descendant had matured. It wouldn't be easy for the imperial court to capture him anymore.

Similarly, there were practically no creatures in the Blue Dragon Void World that could overpower him.

Only Crown Prince Qingtian could remain composed. Firelight shot out of his eyes as his energy waves kept strengthening. "Zhang Ruochen, don't you want to see my true abilities? Let me show you now."

He stretched his arms open. Blood Qi rolled out, forming a huge circle. The word "fire" formed in the center.

This one word shone with burning light. It seemed to evolve into a sun; its light dyed the entire place red. Some of the human Half-Saints were a hundred miles away, but they still felt like they were standing in boiling water.

The high temperature of the air was enough to steam someone.

Looking at the hovering "fire," Zhang Ruochen uttered, "Nine Word God-killing Technique."

"It is indeed the Nine Word God-killing Technique of the Suanni race."

Crown Prince Qingtian flew to stand below the "fire" word. Behind him, an ancient Suanni's apparition appeared.

The Suanni was an ancient divine beast. In the legends, it could carry tens of thousands of mountains, fill the oceans, and construct land. The Nine Word God-killing Technique was a saint spell of the Suanni race. Apparently, in ancient times, the ancestor of the Suanni race had really used this spell to kill gods.

The spell also became famous due to this.

The Suanni Race had gone extinct long ago. Only these legends remained. However, when Blood Emperor Qingtian traveled the world years ago, he'd reached the Southern Suanni State. In the legends, this was a land created by the Suannis. It couldn't compare with Kunlun's Field, but it was very vast as well.

There, Blood Emperor Qingtian had captured a Suanni that had just become a Saint. It was a descendant of an ancient race.

Later, Blood Emperor Qingtian gave the Suanni's blood to Crown Prince Qingtian and the beast soul to the Second Prince. He also gave the bones to the Third Prince. In addition to the portion of power, the three also received the Suanni Race's heritage.

The Suanni blood was undoubtedly the most precious part. Crown Prince Qingtian had comprehended the Suanni Secret Spells technique from the blood and started cultivating his physical body.

The Suanni Secret Spells surpassed the saint guides. They were divine cultivation techniques.

Of course, Crown Prince Qingtian wasn't a true Suanni. He'd only refined the blood and understood a remnant of the spells. It was less than one-tenth of the true Suanni Secret Spells.

It wasn't Zhang Ruochen's first time seeing the Nine Word God-killing Technique. The Second Prince of the Qingtian Tribe had used the same spell before.

The Second Prince had only reached the pictographic level of the technique. This was nothing compared to what the crown prince could do.

Each level of the Nine Word God-killing Technique was exponentially more powerful than the last.

"Nine words kill gods; fire burns the sky."

Crown Prince Qingtian hit the "fire" word forward to Zhang Ruochen. The huge fireball seemed to take up a quarter of the sky. It was like the sun plummeting, making all the creatures feel suffocated.

The Immortal Vampires had clearly been warned by Crown Prince Qingtian beforehand and retreated far away.

Zhang Ruochen pointed in the sky. The space above immediately shattered. It formed a hole the exact same size as the fireball and caved in quickly. There was nothing inside the spatial hole. It swallowed the "fire" word with strong magnetic force.

Crown Prince Qingtian's ancient saint spell vanished immediately. Furrowing his brow, the crown prince struck with the "water" word. It formed a crashing river. The river shone with silver light, hanging in the sky like the Milky Way.

However, Zhang Ruochen still collapsed the space with a relaxed finger and dissolved the "water" spell.

"Your Nine Word God-killing Technique is indeed powerful," Zhang Ruochen said calmly. "It can destroy the world, but it can't harm me."

Earlier, Crown Prince had said something similar when he'd found a way to resolve Zhang Ruochen's spatial attacks. He didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to use spatial attacks again and resolve his strongest attack.

At that moment, they both understood that neither spatial attacks nor the Nine Word God-killing Technique could hurt each other.

"You've already attacked so many times. Shouldn't you take my hit now?"

Zhang Ruochen hefted the Abyss Ancient Sword above his head. He instantly reached the Man Sword realm and activated Sword Five.

The man and sword shot into the air like a beam of light.

Whoosh!

This strike had boundless power. Beams of chaotic Sword Qi appeared in the sky.

Four golden wings sprouted from Crown Prince Qingtian's back. Next, a golden spherical shield formed around him. He took out a translucent crystal scepter at the same time and hit forward with a blood-red pillar of light.

Boom.

The Abyss Ancient Sword pierced through the golden shield, hitting the sword tip and crystal scepter. A ring of intersected black and red energy waves flooded out.

Evidently, Crown Prince Qingtian's crystal scepter wasn't a simple item. The inside was covered in runes. The red light that shone from it was like a human's veins.

Crown Prince Qingtian had very sharp senses. Feeling that the flow of time changed around him, he sensed danger and immediately sank down. He dropped to the ground.

Whoosh!

Zhang Ruochen used the Scales Sword Technique. The sword cut past Crown Prince Qingtian's neck, cutting down a shred of hair.

The crown prince landed on the ground. There was a thin mark on his neck; a drop of blood slid down. So close, he thought inside.

Such fast reaction speed. Zhang Ruochen was a bit disappointed that he didn't behead Crown Prince Qingtian.

If he'd succeeded, he would've been able to use the crown prince's head to dominate all the Immortal Vampires in the Blue Dragon Void World. However, Crown Prince Qingtian must have many skills since he could be seventh on the Outer Rank. It wasn't easy to kill him.

"Two people fighting is boring. Can I join?"

An earthshaking dragon's roar came from afar. A mass of black demonic clouds flew quickly toward the Qingtian Tribe's camp.

Zhang Ruochen and Crown Prince Qingtian quickly looked toward the cloud, frowning. The Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon was here!

"We'll fight another day."

Zhang Ruochen put away the Abyss Ancient Sword and used the Great Spatial Move. He was miles away instantly, leaving the ravaged battlefield.

He was hurt and couldn't fight for too long. Plus, he'd just entered the Eighth Level. His realm wasn't stabilized yet. If Crown Prince Qingtian and the Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon worked together, he would be at a disadvantage.

Thus, he chose to retreat.

"Your Majesty, should we stop Zhang Ruochen?" Blood Saint Zuotian looked darkly at Crown Prince Qingtian for his opinion.

Zhang Ruochen was too big of a threat. He must be taken out. If Crown Prince Qingtian said the word, Blood Saint Zuotian would undo the seal within him, even if it meant dying, to use a Saint's power to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Crown Prince Qingtian obviously knew what Blood Saint Zuotian wanted to do. Looking in the direction that Zhang Ruochen left in, he shook his head lightly. "No need to risk your life. We haven't reached that point yet. I have another trump card. If it really is a battle to the death, I will definitely not be the one dying.

"However, Zhang Ruochen has officially become one of the top fighters below the Saint Realm. He has just entered the Eighth Level. His cultivation and abilities will improve drastically now. I must hurry and cultivate to saintify some more apertures. Otherwise, I may be at a disadvantage during our next fight."

The Sky-swallowing Demonic Dragon and many Beast Kings were hurrying over. Crown Prince Qingtian didn't want to stay here for too long either. Thus, he led the cultivators of the Qingtian Tribe away.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo stood atop a mountain. They gazed at the fast cloud of blood over the distant desert. The Vampires of the Qingtian Tribe were inside that cloud of blood. It had formed because their Blood Qi was too strong.

"Why didn't you use the Wuliang Divine Fire?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Huh?" Qing Mo was taken by surprise and actually looked a bit cute. "You didn't tell me to use it."

"It shouldn't be too late if you use it now." Zhang Ruochen smiled, eyes crinkling.

Qing Mo lured the Wuliang Divine Fire out. It dropped down like fiery rain, falling onto the Immortal Vampires within the cloud of blood.

Sizzle, sizzle.

Even a tiny spark could melt a large patch of sand into red liquid if it fell onto the ground. A moment later, the Qingtian Tribe was covered in boiling lava. Many pained cries sounded. Countless Immortal Vampires burned to ashes from the Wuliang Divine Fire.

Even the blood pool evaporated from the fire and dried up. Furious roars sounded within the cloud of blood.

"Who is it?"

Even the composed Crown Prince Qingtian was extremely enraged. He flew into the sky to find the bastard that set the fire and rip him to shreds.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo had already left and were hundreds of miles away. Hearing the crown prince's furious roar behind them, Qing Mo ducked her head in fear. She felt guilty and was afraid of being discovered.

Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood though. Smiling, he said, "You're so strong. Why are you still so scared?"

"Courage and abilities aren't exactly related. Plus, I'm only the princess' servant who does chores. I don't dare to do these killing things." Qing Mo was still very frightened. She even kept her voice down when she spoke.

"Zhang Ruochen!" a girlish yell sounded in the near distance.

Qing Mo was so frightened. Thinking that Crown Prince Qingtian was here, she immediately hid behind Zhang Ruochen, curling into a ball.

Zhang Ruochen looked over to see Princess White Li descending like a fairy. She was covered in saintly white light. Next, the two Pre-Saints of the White Li Cat Clan also arrived. The old man and woman stood behind Princess White Li, staring at Zhang Ruochen unkindly.

"Zhang Ruochen, what is your motive? Why did you steal my memories?" Princess White Li demanded. She stood across from him with her hands on her waist, sticking out her chest and biting her lip.

She knows something now? Zhang Ruochen thought.

The current Princess White Li had a completely different temperament from how she'd been before losing her memories. Before, she was an intelligent, elegant, noble, and cold beauty. Now, she was like a little girl with a temper.

Qing Mo stuck her head out. Looking at Princess White Li, she grew suspicious and asked with caution, "Lord Zhang, why did you steal her memory?"

Her eyes were very troubled. She suspected that Zhang Ruochen had done something that offended her princess. Otherwise, why would he steal such a beautiful girl's memories?

There must be a problem—a big problem.