God Emperor

The third Dark Star contained the Power of Darkness, enveloping the entire universe within a million miles. Standing at the edge of the darkness, the scenery resembled an abyss of death, inspiring even Supreme Saints with awe.

Pan Ruo’s figure was graceful beyond comparison. Under her slender legs, she stepped on a Nether River that was thousands of miles long. The waves were full of light, and the Nether Qi was vast. It made her temperament elegant and mysterious.

Wujiang was also a peerless figure with great wisdom and perseverance. He was not obsessed with women at all. However, the first time he saw Pan Ruo, he found that he was no different from others. He could feel the location of his heart, he found that his heart was beating.

Pan Ruo seemed to always be covered with a layer of mysterious gauze, which made Wujiang unable to figure it out.

The more it was like this, the more it tugged at Wujiang’s heartstrings.

Splash

The water of the Nether River quickly contracted and turned into dozens of flowing water ribbons that twined around Pan Ruo’s body, flowing like a stream.

“This is the place. Let’s go,” said Pan Ruo.

Pan Ruo’s speed increased dramatically with the help of the Nether River. She was the first to rush into the void region, which was densely populated with Power of Darkness. She was as cold as ice from start to finish, like a snow mountain that hadn’t melted in ten thousand years.

“Be careful, I’ll lead the way. Saint Lord Zuo Mu is the strongest of all the Celestial Captives in the Thousand-Koan Realm, he’s not so easy to deal with,” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s voice was gentle and full of heroism, and Spider Lilies appeared under his feet as he walked.

With one step, he was a hundred miles away.

Not long after, Pan Ruo and Wujiang discovered the many corpses of Celestial Captives floating near an asteroid that was two hundred miles in diameter.

Some of the corpses were only half a meter long and looked like butterflies.

Some of the corpses were as big as mountains and had lion heads.

There were all kinds of corpses.

What was stranger was that all of the corpses had turned dry and dim, and their Saint aura had vanished.

“There’s a power fluctuation ahead. Interesting, someone actually arrived before us,” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s lips curled up, and he was interested to find out who it was.

His spiritual power had reached the 66th level, and there were very few cultivators from the Infernal Court who could compare to him in this Battle of Celestial-Hunting. Even though he was suppressed by the power of the Dark Star, Wujiang’s senses were still extremely sharp.

“To be able to kill so many Celestial Captives, he must not be an ordinary person,” Wujiang added.

“There’s a power fluctuation ahead. Interesting, someone actually arrived before us,” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s lips curled up, and he was interested to find out who it was.

His spiritual power had reached the 66th level, and there were very few cultivators from the Infernal Court who could compare to him in this Battle of Celestial-Hunting. Even though he was suppressed by the power of the Dark Star, Wujiang’s senses were still extremely sharp.

“To be able to kill so many Celestial Captives, he must not be an ordinary person,” Wujiang added.

Wujiang was determined to kill Zhang Ruochen not only because Wujiang was the Son of Darkness’s youngest uncle, but also because Zhang Ruochen was a Yuanhui-level genius.

With the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, Wujiang had fused the fourth Saintwill, the Flutter Cloud Saintwill. However, the Flutter Cloud Saintwill was only a Grade Seven Saintwill, he hadn’t cultivated a Grade Two Saintwill.

A Grade Two Saintwill was ten times harder than Wujiang had expected.

The Saintwill Wujiang had fused was still a top Grade Three Saintwill. It only had a hint of a Grade Two Saintwill.

Even if Wujiang took another Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, his chance of fusing a Grade Two Saintwill was still very slim. The bottleneck in his aptitude couldn’t be made up by taking pills.

The only way now was to use the Path of Darkness to devour Zhang Ruochen.

Only then could Wujiang rise to a higher level.

Pan Ruo sighed slightly as she looked at Wujiang, who was hurrying away. Her eyes reflected a thoughtful expression.

The Power of Dimension would be greatly weakened on the Dark Star.

The Power of Darkness, on the other hand, may benefit from the environment. A Path of Darkness cultivator could use 120 percent of his combat power on the Dark Star.

As such, even if Zhang Ruochen’s combat power was no longer the same as before, Wujiang would still be in danger.

‘I hope there really is Dark Space-time Matter inside the Dark Star,’ Pan Ruo thought.

Moyin and Lord Sinluo, who were hunting Celestial Captives, sensed Wujiang’s presence. They stopped their killing and stood on a black space rock, staring in the direction where Wujiang was coming.

“Who is he?” Lord Sinluo stood behind Moyin and asked.

Moyin’s expression was solemn as she said seriously, “An enemy, a very powerful enemy. ”

“I’ll go and kill him,” Lord Sinluo said.

Lord Sinluo held a Star Slayer that he had just seized, and his body surged with intense battle intent.

“Very good. That’s it. No matter how strong the enemy is, there shouldn’t be a trace of fear,” said Moyin.

Moyin’s red lips were like scarlet pills, and she revealed a smile. She took out the Frostwood Bow and placed a Whitejade Divine Arrow on it, aiming in the direction that Wujiang was flying towards.

The cold air emitted by the Frostwood Bow condensed into a massive ice crystal dragon snake in the surrounding void space as Moyin pulled the bow with her finger.

Boom

The Whitejade Divine Arrow turned into a beam of light that was hundreds of meters long and flew out.

The darkness was cut by the white light, and an ear-piercing sharp sound shook the space,

“You actually dare to initiate an attack,” Wujiang snorted coldly. He did not stop moving, and the black electric mark between his eyebrows slowly split open, turning into a vertical eye.

There appeared to be an endless sea of darkness in the vertical eye, releasing surging energy fluctuations.

A beam of light condensed from the Power of Darkness flew out from the vertical eye.

Rumble

The black and white beams of light collided in the void. Soon, the white beams of light dimmed and turned back into Whitejade Divine Arrows that fell into the darkness.

The black beams of light continued to shoot out toward Moyin.

‘It has such a strong impact.’ Moyin thought.

Moyin was very confident in her current strength, but she still did not dare to clash head-on with Wujiang. She used the Great Dimensional Shift to avoid the attack.

Lord Sinluo wasn’t afraid at all. He raised a 20-meter long blade with both hands and slashed out.

Boom

The blade split the light pillar.

The black light pillar melted the Star Slayer in his hand and turned it into black liquid.

Lord Sinluo’s tall and sturdy body was sent flying like a rolling watermelon and the space rock under his feet turned into dust with a bang.

‘HMM? What’s going on? Lord Sinluo doesn’t seem to be in a good state,’ Wujiang thought.

The vertical eye of the lightning mark between Wujiang’s brows closed, revealing a puzzled expression.

Moyin teleported to another location and outshot out a second arrow.

Wujiang turned his head and stared at it. He looked at the arrow with his eagle-like eyes and extended his right hand. Although it was only one hand, dozens of hand shadows appeared and revolved around the incoming arrow, continuously neutralizing the power of the arrow.

By the time the arrow landed in Wujiang’s right hand, it had completely lost its power.

Wujiang picked up the nearly two-meter-long arrow and looked carefully. It was made of Divine Bone. There were 27 million inscriptions on the arrowhead, among which were divine.

“Divine Bone Arrow.”

Wujiang spat out these three words, and his eyes became colder. He stared at Moyin and said, “I can sense that you and Zhang Ruochen have an extremely close relationship. Of course, this is not important. I just want to know how Lord Sinluo’s Frostwood Bow ended up in your hands.”

Moyin played with the bone bow that was constantly emitting cold air. She smiled and said, “Lord Sinluo is a tactful person. He has submitted to the Immortal Vampires and become my master’s battle slave.”

Wujiang laughed and didn’t ask any more questions.

Wujiang gently extended his arm. A dark handprint flew out and enveloped Moyin.

It was just a handprint, but in Moyin’s vision, it was like five-fingered heaven and earth. It was boundless. Even if she used the Great Dimensional Shift, she couldn’t step out of the palm print.

‘How can it be that strong?’ Moyin wondered.

The smile on Moyin’s face disappeared, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense.

Whoosh

Moyin’s hands turned into dense Raiden Wisteria, and white Divine Purification Flame surged out of the leaves, quickly turning into a sea of lightning and fire.

She retreated toward the Darkstar while resisting the five-fingered hand seal.

Rumble

The Sea of thunder and fire was sunk by the palm print. The Raiden Wisterias were all broken. Broken vines scattered in the void space within a thousand miles. There were still flashes of lightning and fire on the vine leaves, but the Moyin was nowhere to be found.

‘He could escape unscathed under my full-strength attack. Zhang Ruochen has so many talents. He can’t be underestimated.’ Wujiang thought.

Wujiang used his spiritual power to lock onto the Moyin. He was going to chase after her and kill her before she met up with Zhang Ruochen. However, a roar came from behind.

“Take this, Myriad Glacier!” Lord Sinluo called out.

Lord Sinluo activated his Saintwill and performed a high-level

Hundred-Shackle Grade saint technique. He struck out with his palm.

A vast and boundless glacier surged out from Lord Sinluo’s palm and hit Wujiang’s back.

“What are you doing? Stop! It’s me Wujiang! ‘l said Wujiang.

Wujiang thought that Lord Sinluo’s consciousness had been controlled by the Soul Manipulation. Therefore, his voice was infused with spiritual energy, trying to wake him up from his daze.

“No matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, no matter what you are, I’m not afraid of you. If you want to fight, then fight until the world has turned upside down. We won’t rest until one of us dies,” said Lord Sinluo.

Lord Sinluois aura was vigorous, and his battle intent surged.

Wujiang furrowed his brow, puzzled as to how Lord Sinluo could have been so arrogant in front of him in the past.

Every time, before the battle even started, Lord Sinluo had already admitted defeat.

“Break it, Wujiang shouted.

Wujiang faced the Myriad Glacier and took large strides forward. His fists and palms struck out, causing the glacier to shatter and the void to tremble.

BANG!

After breaking the Myriad Glacier, Wujiang was like a divine eagle. He leaped down from above and struck Lord Sinluo’s head with his palm, suppressing him firmly.

Lord Sinluo roared, “I want to trade my lifeforce for greater strength. You can’t suppress me.”

Whoosh

Lord Sinluo’s body burned with a brilliant Flame of Death. He had really used a forbidden technique. As his lifeforce continued to burn away, more and more vigorous waves of power erupted from his body.

Wujiang’s palm was being attacked all the time. He was almost unable to suppress it.

‘Is Zhang Ruochen really so ruthless that he turned him into a war slave?’ Wujiang thought.

Wujiang was convinced. Zhang Ruochen dared to turn a Scion into such a state at the Celestial-Hunting Festival. Wasn’t that the same as publicly slapping Lord Sinluo’s divine father, Lord Chi Hun?

How could Lord Chi Hun endure this?

Wujiang was powerful, but he wasn’t without worries.

Lord Sinluo would die if he self-detonated his Sainthood Source at such a close range, no matter how powerful Wujiang was.

Just as Wujiang was in a dilemma, Pan Ruo caught up and said, “Lord Sinluo wasn’t refined into a war slave, but a part of his memory was erased.”

Pan Ruo pointed at Lord Sinluo’s glabella with her slender finger.

Swoosh

The Precepts of Destiny surged out of Pan Ruo’s fingers like white threads of light and rushed into the head of Lord Sinluo.

She used the Path of Destiny to construct new memories.

Not just any cultivator of the Path of Destiny could construct the memories of a Supreme Saint at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. Pan Ruo also relied on the Door of Trueself to barely succeed.

After a long while, Lord Sinluo calmed down. He collapsed and fell into a coma.

Wujiang took back his hand and stared at Pan Ruo in surprise, “Your Highness is only in the Neverwilt Realm, but you brought me along with you. I’m really looking forward to your breakthrough to the

Hundred-Shackle Realm. I’ll leave Lord Sinluo to you. I’ll go to the

Dark Star and meet Zhang Ruochen and Saint Lord Zuo Mtl.”

Pan Ruo said, “Wait. There’s something I need to remind you of first. Zhang Ruochen did not arrive by himself. He appeared to have prepared himself for this. He had more than one assistant. You might not be able to win by yourself. Why don’t you kill Saint Zuo Mu First and take the points?”

“Are you concerned about me?” Wujiang turned around and asked with a smile.

Pan Ruo’s eyes were deep. She said coldly, “I’m just afraid that your emotions will affect your rationality. At this stage, getting points is more important to us than killing Zhang Ruochen.”

“But to me, killing Zhang Ruochen is more important than getting points,” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s figure blurred and disappeared in front of Pan Ruo’s eyes. When he reappeared, he was hundreds of miles away.

“His will is too strong. He won’t be controlled by anyone,” Pan Ruo said to herself.

After thinking for a while, Pan Ruo’s palm lit up. She patted Lord Sinluo’s head to wake him up.

“Come with me to the Dark Star,” said Pan Ruo.

Although Lord Sinluo had recovered most of his memories, he was still in a daze. For some reason, he thought Pan Ruo’s voice was very friendly. He couldn’t resist it at all, so he agreed and followed her, they flew toward the Dark Star in the center.

Zhang Ruochen unleashed The Spatial Domain and the Realm-frame of Truth on the Dark Star, revealing a vast star ocean.

The starlight was dazzling and beautiful.

“Dimensional Tide,” Zhang Ruochen called out.

This was a technique Saint Monk Xumi had recorded in the Secret Tome of Time and Space. Zhang Ruochen had only grasped it when he reached the pinnacle of the Saint King Realm.

Zhang Ruochen couldn’t tear open the space on the Dark Star, but he could make the space shake violently like water waves.

Rumble

Under the impact of the shaking, Saint Lord Zuo Mu could no longer hide and was forced out.

Saint Lord Zuo Mu had just revealed his aqueous form when he was discovered by Zhang Ruochen’s Eye of Truth.

Zhang Ruochen said, “As a ball of Spatial Purple Rain, you were born to be the prey of a Master of Dimension. You are the material used to refine dimensional treasures. Do you still want to escape? Can you escape?”

In a sense, the Masters of Space were Saint Lord Zuo Mil’s natural enemies, like falcons and snakes, cormorants and fish.

Only when there was a huge difference in cultivation could he change his disadvantage.

Saint Lord Zuo Mu had noticed this just now, so he rushed toward the three Supreme Saints of the Fane of Meteorite. He had to possess one of them as soon as possible and transform into a new second form to change his situation.

Saint Lord Zuo Mu had a significant advantage as the Spatial Purple Rain. He could constantly possess new hosts and become a creature of another clan. Furthermore, he could hide it without any flaws.

Saint Lord Zuo Mu had once used his identity as a cultivator of the Snowman Clan to hide it from the leader of the Fane of Meteorite for hundreds of years. No other race could do such a thing..