Chapter 2545 - A World Without Me
Chapter 2545: A World Without Me
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Zhang Ruochen did not think highly of many cultivators, but Que was one of them.
The two were walking side by side on the enormous white stone square outside the demon palace. Other cultivators, such as Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, Pan Ruo, Xuan Qingying, and Xuan Zehai, consciously did not follow.
This was the conversation between the two most outstanding new generation representatives!
Que said, “After breaking through to the Thousand-Koan Realm, I reached the advanced stage of the Thousand-Koan Realm in a day. With my state of mind and previous accumulation, I could have directly entered the peak of the Thousand-Koan Realm and peered into the Banshi Isshou Realm. However, your image appeared in my mind and finally stopped here.”
“Are you still brooding over the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Que said, “Yes, but that’s not the main reason.”
The Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill was to help him cultivate a single type of saintwill. Que had already cultivated nine types of saintwill. What was lacking was a perfect Grade Two Saintwill. What he needed more was a Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.
With the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, he could try to break the precepts of heaven and earth and combine the tenth type of saintwill.
However, the chances of success were slim.
Therefore, although losing Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill affected his state of mind, it didn’t affect him too much.
Zhang Ruochen said, “I understand. You want to fight with me and defeat me.”
“Before I came to the Royal City of Hundred Clans, I did have such thoughts. I also want to defeat you in the same realm,” Que said.
Zhang Ruochen asked, “What about now?”
There was no expression on Que’s face. He stopped and looked at the vast sky above him. “I already know I’m much weaker than you in the same realm. There’s no need to humiliate yourself.”
Suddenly, he said, “In the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting, you, Yan Wushen, Lan Ying, and Yan Huangtu made me lose the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. But it also gave me immense pressure, which sharpened my state of mind.”
“I overcame the pressure and kept my state of mind. Before I broke through the Thousand-Koan Realm, I fused the perfect Grade Two Saintwill.”
There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes.
Obviously, the deficiency in the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting was like Bai Qing’er. They were all working hard to break through to the Yuanhui level, constantly polishing themselves.
Que said, “With the perfect Grade Two Saintwill, I can kill Lord Hornless with one sword even if I don’t break through the Thousand-Koan Realm. Moreover, I can kill him without any confinement.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “With your sword technique, the Path of Oblivion, and the Grade Two Saintwill, you should have such power.”
“Are you ready to take my strike?” Que asked.
Zhang Ruochen was fearless. He said, “Just one strike?”
“One strike is enough to determine the winner. However, if you can’t take this strike, you might be able to determine life and death,” Que said.
Zhang Ruochen said, “After this strike, can we write off the grudge between us?”
“No matter what the result is, the grudges will be written off,” Que said.
“Okay!”
A perfect Grade Two Saintwill was rare in the world. Zhang Ruochen was eager to see it.
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
The two turned back, turned into two light shadows, and rushed into the demon palace.
With a bang, the gate of the demon palace closed.
All cultivators knew that they were preparing for a decisive battle. They were so curious that they wanted to watch the battle. However, Que couldn’t reveal the secret of the Great Perfection stage of the Grade Two Saintwill. Naturally, they could only block them out.
Yan Zhexian frowned slightly. “Are we going to fight like we did with Yan Wushen?”
“Why? Are you worried about Zhang Ruochen?” Yan Huangtu teased.
Yan Huangtu had learned from Yan Yu that Zhang Ruochen had saved him and Yan Zhexian. His favorable impression of Zhang Ruochen increased.
Yan Zhexian snorted. “I just think that the top-notch figure of the Infernal Court shouldn’t die in internal strife.”
“Don’t worry. Que has already broken through to the Thousand-Koan Realm. With his proud nature, how could he have the nerve to propose a life-and-death battle with Zhang Ruochen?” Yan Huangtu said.
Yan Zhexian said, “Uncle Huangtu, who do you think will win this battle?”
There was a thoughtful look in Yan Huangtu’s eyes. He said, “Before I saw Zhang Ruochen fighting with the cultivators of the Fane of Death, I was definitely lacking in standing. But now, it’s hard to say! The Zhang Ruochen we’re seeing now is a bit demonic. No cultivator has ever been as strong as him in the Hundred-Shackle Realm. Just as grandfather said, perhaps Zhang Ruochen might surpass all the geniuses of the Yuanhui level in the past and reach the level that all the geniuses of the Yuanhui level look up to.”
Yan Huangtu was a little disappointed. The Innate Imperial Path Marrow was born. It was supposed to be invincible for an era, but now, it was being overshadowed by one monster after another. He felt terrible.
…
In the palace.
Que summoned the Imperial Artifact of Precept, Kagemaru, and slowly raised it. More than 50 billion precepts were released from his body and filled the entire palace.
Zhang Ruochen tried to use spiritual power to attack. Still, he found that the spiritual power of level 68 could not get close to Que’s body.
He did not know whether it was shattered by the sword’s intent or erased by oblivion.
Zhang Ruochen understood that there was no flaw in Que at this moment. It was as if he was standing in a layer of eggshell and could not be attacked. The spiritual power of level 68 could only hurt him when he had a flaw, or only after Zhang Ruochen had truly cultivated spiritual power techniques could he break it.
Similarly, the spiritual power of the 69th and a half level was much stronger than the other 69th and a half levels. This was because she could use spiritual power well and had many ancient techniques.
SWOOSH!
The Ancient Abyssal Blade appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s hand.
Que was surprised. He hadn’t expected Zhang Ruochen to use the sword to take his powerful attack. According to his understanding of Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen’s palm technique, leg technique, and all kinds of Supreme Artifacts were what he relied on.
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and sensed carefully. He said, “What a powerful sword comprehension. You should be able to cultivate the Heaven Sword Soul, right? Actually, I have also created a sword technique. I only have one move at the moment, which combines the Swordsmanship, Time, and Dimension.”
The sword comprehension that broke out from Que’s body increased significantly. It suppressed Zhang Ruochen’s sword comprehension like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any time.
In terms of sword comprehension and Swordsmanship, Zhang Ruochen lacked a lot.
“You’d better show your true ability. Otherwise, you won’t be able to take this sword attack, and you’ll die.” Que’s voice came from all directions as if there were thousands of him talking.
Zhang Ruochen fell into a mysterious state of self-enlightenment. Holding the Abyss in his hand, he didn’t say a word.
Que didn’t say anything more. He thought, “Saintwill be one with the Swordsmanship. I am free from this world.”
In the demon palace, everything scattered like sand and then disappeared, turning into a square void.
Only Zhang Ruochen and Que were still floating in the void.
Que’s sword stabbed out like lightning. His body gradually faded and finally merged with oblivion.
Both man and sword merged with the void.
How could such a sword technique block it?
Even a Paramount Realm Supreme Saint would be afraid of this sword attack. He didn’t dare to break it easily.
Zhang Ruochen felt a great danger. Death was approaching quickly. At this critical moment, an idea flashed through his mind.
The sword in his hand drew a circle under his feet.
The 670 million Intergold Precept Marks he obtained from the Intergold Tiger naturally surged out. They merged with the Precepts of Swordsmanship, the Precepts of Time, the Precepts of Dimension, and even the Yin Yang Five-Element Saintwill. They melded perfectly together.
Previously, Zhang Ruochen could only control 100 million Intergold Precept Marks. He could only fully control them after his spiritual power reached the 68th level.
“Thank you for helping me create the second sword.”
The circle that Zhang Ruochen drew on the ground turned golden. A layer of divine golden light rushed out and protected him in the center. Marks of Time and Precepts of Dimension flowed on the divine golden light. There were also yin-yang Taiji marks rotating under his feet.
When Que’s sword touched the divine golden light, it appeared from oblivion.
It was at this moment that Zhang Ruochen struck out first. Whether it was the divine golden light, Marks of Time, Precepts of Dimension, or yin-yang Taiji mark, they all disappeared and merged into the sword.
The tips of the two swords collided.
An overwhelming power passed through the Ancient Abyssal Blade to Zhang Ruochen and sent him flying backward.
Half of his body emerged from the oblivion and said, “It’s not that simple.”
Kagemaru, which was supposed to collide with the Ancient Abyssal Blade, had nine strands of precepts on its body. They condensed into nine swords and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen simultaneously.
At such a close distance and such a fast speed, even Bai Qing’er could not avoid it. Of course, Bai Qing’er did not have to avoid it.
Seeing that the nine swords were about to stab Zhang Ruochen, a dazzling Light of Truth suddenly emerged in the silent and empty demon palace. The sound of the swords suddenly increased.
…
Everyone waited anxiously outside the palace.
Suddenly, the palace door opened. Zhang Ruochen walked out from inside. His face was quite pale, his feet were weak, and he walked unsteadily.
“It’s over so quickly?”
Yan Zhexian was surprised. He didn’t know if he was talking to himself or asking Zhang Ruochen.
“It’s a little fast.”
Zhang Ruochen smiled and left in a hurry with Sikong the Younger and the others.
Que followed closely behind. His face was pale, and his feet were unsteady. He looked in the direction Zhang Ruochen had left and asked, “What’s the name of your sword?”
“Burial flower!”
Zhang Ruochen also asked, “Is your saintwill called the World Without Me?”
“Yes.”
Que thought for a moment and said, “If you want to use the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill to attack the unprecedented Grade Three Saintwill, you can choose the Swordsmanship.”
Zhang Ruochen did not answer him. He disappeared at the edge of the square. Under the guidance of the maid, he entered a beautiful courtyard. The blood apricot holy tree was planted in the courtyard with red leaves. Its blood qi flowed around the tree trunk like a dragon.
After entering the room, Zhang Ruochen’s Armor of the Fire God spread out, revealing his translucent body. He sighed lightly. “It’s worthy of the perfect Grade Two Saintwill. It’s worthy of the Dao of nihility. Even with armor, it can’t defend against it.”
Zhang Ruochen took out two Godstones and began to recover the saint Qi that had been used up while refining the Power of Oblivion that had invaded his body.
…
Que was still standing outside the demon palace. He didn’t move.
“How did it go?”Pan Ruo walked over and asked.
PFFT!
Que spat out a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Kagemaru flew out. Holding the hilt with one hand, he forced a smile. “He won in the end!”
Zhang Ruochen had been struck nine times by him. He could still leave with his injuries.
But he could only force himself to walk to the door of the fane. He could not take another step.
The winner had been decided.
In the final confrontation, Que’s sword movements changed. He split into ten, and all nine swords hit Zhang Ruochen.
However, Zhang Ruochen’s sword also changed. It merged with the Path of Truth and instantly exploded with 30 times the attack power. Not only did it shatter the body of Kagemaru, but it also pierced through his body.
When it pierced through his body, the Power of Time, Dimension, Swordsmanship, and the mysterious power of the Absolute Intergold exploded in his body at the same time.
Even though he had the saintwill of World Without Me and his body was almost completely void, he was seriously injured.
In fact, he didn’t know that Zhang Ruochen had won by luck.
The Path of Truth suddenly merged with the Swordsmanship because Zhang Ruochen was controlled, but because the Swordsmanship and the Path of Truth seemed to have been stimulated by something and automatically merged together.
Like the 670 million Intergold Precept Marks, Zhang Ruochen had never used them to combine with the Swordsmanship. Instead, they were naturally combined together.
Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged under the sundial. It took him half a month to expel all the Power of Oblivion that had invaded his body and restore his body to its original state.
During this half a month, he had also figured out why the Path of Truth and the Intergold Precept Marks would naturally combine with the Swordsmanship.
It must have something to do with his Path of All-encompassing.
The sword followed the heart. The Swordsmanship was what the heart thought.
Lord Ming had taught him that Swordsmanship had to be pure.
However, Saint Monk Xumi combined Swordsmanship with Time and created the Sword of Time.
Que’s master had combined the Swordsmanship with Oblivion and created the Oblivion Sword.
Why couldn’t Zhang Ruochen combine the Swordsmanship with the Intergold Precept Marks to create the Intergold Sword? Or could he combine the Swordsmanship with the Path of Truth to create the Truth Sword?
Or could he combine all the Paths he cultivated with the Swordsmanship to create an unprecedented Myriad-Path Sword?
However, he couldn’t be distracted at this stage if he wanted to cultivate the saintwill of the Swordsmanship to Grade Three. He had to completely immerse himself in Swordsmanship and be a pure sword cultivator.
The more he thought about it, the more confused Zhang Ruochen became.
He had never been so eager to have a supreme Swordsmanship teacher by his side to tell him what was the right thing to do.
It was easy to walk on the wrong path if he only relied on his own exploration.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen thought of something. He immediately took out the Wordless Sword Manual in the form of a stone sword and the five volumes lent to him by Granny Begonia.
These five scrolls had been left by the five swordsmen of Kunlun since ancient times. They had always been kept in the sword pavilion, and ordinary cultivators were not qualified to read them.
Zhang Ruochen picked up the first book and saw the ancient and familiar words on the cover. He was secretly shocked. “Bi Luo’s Scribbles!”
In Kunlun, only one person dared to call himself “Bi Luo.”.
Bi Luozi was as famous as the Dragon Lord and Saint Monk Xumi.
Whoosh
The four words on the cover suddenly turned into four figures in Taoist robes, cultivating a mysterious sword technique one after another. Zhang Ruochen blinked, and the four figures disappeared, turning back into four ancient characters.