1118 This Is The Border, Anyone Who Passes Shall Die

Zhang Ruochen has arrived in the capital and is excavating Dragontop Mountain. He seems to have the most ancient treasure of the Blue Dragon Void World.

When this news spread through the capital countryside, it created a storm. There were many legends about Dragontop Mountain in the Blue Dragon Void World. It was shrouded in a halo of mystery.

Apparently, an ancient civilization had once sacrificed to the heavens on Dragontop Mountain, making it even more sacred. After a while, the Holy Qi there was quickly depleted, and it became a barren land. When the new dynasty was established, they moved the sacrifice location into the capital.

If an ancient treasure really appeared as the world was about to end, many people would believe it.

This news was obviously spread by Murong Yue and the six high-level Half-Saints of the Murong Clan.

Feng Yinchan was very happy when she heard this news. Her eyes turning harsh, she said, "Zhang Ruochen, you're finally back!"

All the members of the Ghost Cultivation Race set off for the new challenge.

"Zhang Ruochen has stolen the treasures of the Ghost Cultivation and Necromancer Races and the riches of an entire city. He still isn't satisfied?"

"Dragontop Mountain is part of the royal capital. It must be a land of treasures. Perhaps there are some ancient saintly items buried there."

"Zhang Ruochen is such a demon. He's already so powerful. If he receives the relic of the Blue World Void World, who would still be able to stop him?"

…

The Ghost Cultivation Race was clear that it wouldn't be easy for them to go against Zhang Ruochen.

After all, those who could reach the Half-Saint Realm were all very wise. They wouldn't go after someone as tricky as Zhang Ruochen. Only the greedy cultivators tempted by the treasures would take the risk.

Thus, why it was announced that Zhang Ruochen had become a bloodthirsty monster. This was so the tempted cultivators could have an excuse for themselves.

Hearing news about Zhang Ruochen, Mu Lingxi hurried toward Dragontop Mountain at once.

"Zhang Ruochen, you're finally at the capital," Wan Huayu muttered to herself. "Did you really go crazy from the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm?"

She unfurled her phoenix wings and also flew into the sky.

The humans weren't the only ones who'd hurried toward Dragontop Mountain. The beasts and Immortal Vampires also received the news. A large group of them left their camps, rushing to Dragontop Mountain in streaks of light.

By now, Zhang Ruochen's group had already reached the peak of Dragontop Mountain. They were clearing the rocks covering the altar.

Dragontop Mountain contained a mysterious force that spread outward. This fortified the mountain's structure. Even a common rock was as strong as metal.

Gradually, the altar showed itself. It was close to 1,860 feet wide and shone with faint blue light. There was a huge stone dragon curled up on the center. Its head and claws had fallen off already, making it seem ragged yet ancient. A mere glance could instill fear.

As the altar was revealed, a blue cloud appeared above Dragontop Mountain. It was hundreds of miles wide.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Wind kept blowing past. Many beings had already reached Dragontop Mountain. They didn't approach immediately. Instead, they collected their auras and looked up the mountain.

Many of them wanted to steal the rich treasures from Zhang Ruochen, but he had a reputation. He'd killed 19 kings alone, challenged the Qingtian Tribe alone… His glorious achievements intimidated many people.

Most of them wanted to take advantage of the chaos. Some of the forces that were enemies with Zhang Ruochen wanted to use this chance to kill him.

"The man at the peak is indeed Zhang Ruochen. I saw him from afar in Tiantai State."

"Look, there's a blue cloud above Dragontop Mountain. Has an incredible treasure really come out?"

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As the altar was revealed, the Spiritual Qi in the air changed slightly. There were small signs of activity. Many creatures believed that a treasure was really coming out.

More and more beings were grouped near Dragontop Mountain. The Holy Qi waves grew denser and denser.

Mu Lingxi stood in the green wilderness. She looked at the peak in the distance, eyes falling upon Zhang Ruochen. Joy appeared on her beautiful face. She used a physical technique to hurry over.

"Senior Sister, don't go so impulsively. If Zhang Ruochen has really gone crazy, he might not remember. He might even attack you."

Qi Feiyu flew through the woods in a white streak and stopped Mu Lingxi.

Lan Caisang, the Saintess of the Demonic Sect, was also with Qi Feiyu. She appeared before Mu Lingxi like a goddess dressed in blue.

"Zhang Ruochen won't attack me even if he's gone crazy." Mu Lingxi was adamant about this.

A baritone voice sounded behind her. "Even if he doesn't, won't the beings who want to kill him attack you as well."

Mu Lingxi turned and looked. Ouyang Huan, Deity of the Moon Worship Demonic Sect, rolled over in his wheelchair. There was a large group of Demonic Sect cultivators behind him. They were all powerful Half-Saints and also some Pre-Saint elders.

Mu Lingxi arched an eyebrow. "Are you one of those who want to kill him?"

She knew about the conflicts between him and Zhang Ruochen. Not only had Zhang Ruochen stolen Ouyang Huan's Heir Stamp, he'd also broken his legs. This conflict was quite large. As long as Zhang Ruochen wasn't killed, Ouyang Huan's hatred would only grow.

Ouyang Huan had actually taken a divine pill and could've regrown his legs. However, he'd offended Ling Feiyu, the First Saintess.

When Ling Feiyu had returned to the Demonic Sect, she'd insisted on killing Ouyang Huan.

Ouyang Huan also had a powerful force behind him that could counter Ling Feiyu. The two sides practically fought to the end of the world. If the Demonic Sect Founder hadn't appeared to stop them, the Moon Worship Demonic Sect might have split apart.

The two sides were forced to compromise. Ling Feiyu received a large sum in compensation while Ouyang Huan kept his position of Deity.

Ling Feiyu also had another condition—unless Ouyang Huan surpassed her in cultivation, he would be disabled and stuck in his wheelchair forever. This condition was total humiliation to him, as well as a punishment.

Ouyang Huan looked up Dragontop Mountain with misty eyes. "Someone who doesn't take revenge is not a man, but a coward," he said calmly. "Do you think that I am a coward?"

"You want to keep me here to threaten him?" Mu Lingxi asked.

"How dare you speak to the Deity like this?" an elder barked. "Mu Lingxi, how dare—"

When the Pre-Saint elder saw Le walk out from behind Mu Lingxi, his voice cut off as if someone was choking him. He couldn't keep going and even his lips trembled.

Le wore plain gray clothing and the metal sword in his hand looked plain. However, his eyes shone with cold light. Even the Pre-Saint elder shuddered when meeting his eyes.

Ouyang Huan also glanced at Le and then turned back to Mu Lingxi. "Keeping you here is to save your life. The enemy that Zhang Ruochen will meet is more terrifying than you imagine. If Zhang Ruochen can survive until my attack, even I will be impressed by him."

Some of those who'd come to Dragontop Mountain also wanted to help Zhang Ruochen. For example, the humans that Zhang Ruochen had saved in Yingsha City still remembered this favor. They wanted to repay him.

They all looked on, wanting to see if Zhang Ruochen had really become a bloodthirsty demon.

Kaboom!

Black dirt rushed over from the east. It crushed the boulders into powder, flattening the mountain. The storm of dirt soon arrived at Dragontop Mountain.

The dirt gradually dissipated, revealing a large group of savage beasts. They were all huge Grade Six Beasts with a Half-Saint's combat ability.

The weaker ones had already connected with a spatial wormhole to leave the Blue Dragon Void World, returning to Kunlun's Field. Only Grade Six Beasts remained. They were the only ones strong enough to fight for the World Spirit, after all.

"How can so many Grade Six Beasts be summoned? Is the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon coming?"

All the beings present grew excited. If the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon attacked, there would be a chain reaction. More and more people would attack Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the peak, facing the sharp wind. His black hair flew in the air. He pulled out the Abyss Ancient Sword and sliced downward.

Whoosh!

A beam of Sword Qi, dozens of miles long, flew down from the mountain like a black river. It cut toward the Grade Six Beasts. A 30-foot-deep, dozen-mile-long Sword Qi crack appeared on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen spat out rings of icy sound waves. "This is the border. Anyone who passes it shall die."

"You're about to die and you're still so arrogant," the Kylin Wolf Beast King yelled. "I will cross the border and see what you can do to me!"

The Kylin Wolf Beast King had a very advanced cultivation. It was a definite hegemon in the Savage Barren Beast. Even though it had heard many legends about Zhang Ruochen, it still didn't respect him.

So many Grade Six Beasts were gathered here. Zhang Ruochen's death would be imminent even if he had three heads and six arms. What was there to fear?

Roar!

The Kylin Wolf Beast King's body shone brilliantly. It pounced, crossing the Sword Qi barrier.

Poof.

The Abyss Ancient Sword transformed into a streak of black light. It flew down from the mountain and stabbed through the Kylin Wolf Beast King, producing a cloud of blood. Then the sword flew back into the air, hovering above the crowd of beasts.

The Kylin Wolf Beast King's huge frame fell to the ground with a thud. The beasts that had wanted to cross the border with the beast king all stopped. They trembled in extreme fright.

Such a powerful Beast King had been killed in an instant. Zhang Ruochen's abilities were too terrifying.

Gasps sounded all around the foot of Dragontop Mountain. The human cultivators were all floored.

Many of those that had wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen had to reconsider if they had the abilities, and thought about retreating. People like Zhang Ruochen weren't on their level.

Roar!

A ground-shaking dragon roar sounded. A vast demonic cloud flew from the royal capital. One could vaguely see a huge dragon within the cloud. It was like a black mountain, emanating terrifying evil Qi.

The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon's head peered out of the cloud. It was the size of a mountain. "Zhang Ruochen," it thundered. "This time, do you plan on escaping again?"