Chapter 2567 - Slaying the Ghost Master's Sixth Son
Chapter 2567: Slaying the Ghost Master’s Sixth Son
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Being called a demigod-level ship took more than just flying fast.
Zhang Ruochen walked around the ship and found a lot of powerful Divine Marks and some impenetrable inscriptions of arrays. It was hard to predict how strong the defense and attack power would be when these Divine Marks and inscriptions of arrays were activated.
Perhaps this ship was why Ji Fanxin dared to meet Bai Qing’er.
…
The starry sky seemed to have been frozen since ancient times. There were bright meteors occasionally flying past. The Triangular Starfield of Darkness, which looked like a dead pool, quickly disappeared, and its light dimmed.
The demigod-level ship flew along the edge of the dark starfield. It could travel over 100,000 miles in one breath’s time.
About a day later, they arrived at the nearby starfield where the three forces were stationed.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the ship and looked into the distance.
He saw a black corpse mountain, a metal Ghost pagoda that was more than 10,000 meters tall, and a giant white bone Supreme Saint grade beast floating at the edge of the dark starfield.
The corpse mountain had palaces, caves, stone bridges, and waterfalls formed by the River Styx.
Eight floating bridges were built on the eight sides of the metal Ghost pagoda. The Ghosts’ soldiers escorted groups of souls into the pagoda.
The white bone Supreme Saint Beast was even bigger than the mountain of corpses and the Ghost pagoda. There were roads built on the bones of the legs. There were abodes on the ribs.
On the head and mouth, there was a massive pool of blood. There were Bone Clan cultivators pushing creatures into the pool of blood. The bodies of the creatures melted, and their flesh was stripped off. They turned into white bones and became the Bone soldiers.
In the center of the corpse mountain, Ghost pagoda, and the white bone Supreme Saint beast, there was a floating island connected by iron chains and an air bridge.
On the floating island, more than ten black-robed cultivators were building a large-scale dimensional teleportation array. Corpse soldiers, ghost generals, and bone soldiers carried an endless stream of materials.
Ji Fanxin sighed. “Did you see that? To the cultivators of the Infernal Court, as long as they discover a Macroworld, they will treat the cultivators, mortals, beasts, and demons of that Macroworld as food, prey, and source of manpower.
“But they never thought that if all the living beings of the Macroworlds died, what’s left for them to eat? They would probably have to kill each other, and the entire universe would perish in the end.
“This happens when you only know destruction and don’t know creation. You only know death and don’t know life.
“Do you know why the Asuras, Rakshasas, and Immortal Vampires can only be the three lower clans? It’s not that these three clans aren’t strong enough, but it’s because most of these three clans were living creatures.”
Zhang Ruochen knew that Ji Fanxin was saying this to tell him that the Infernal Court wasn’t a place to live for long. If the Infernal Court completely destroyed the Celestial Court, the creatures of the Infernal Court would be the first to die.
In the Infernal Court, death was the most fundamental ideology.
The living helped the dead to kill the living. Sooner or later, the living would be killed by the dead.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Only knowing life, not knowing death. What’s the result?”
Ji Fanxin was slightly stunned.
She cultivated the Path of Life, so she didn’t think about it the other way around.
“Life and death must coexist. There needs to be a balance between the two. 300,000 years ago, the 20 heavens could grasp this balance, so the entire universe was thriving. 300,000 years ago, this balance was broken. Someone or a group had to rebuild the balance and establish a new order.” Zhang Ruochen looked at the starry sky. He said this.
Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen. She felt that at this moment, he had a unique charm and a fatal allure, like the nectar to a bee and the candle to a moth.
She was like a greedy bee and an irrational moth at this moment.
“Of course, with our current attainments in cultivation, there is no need to think about this. We are in this era of imbalance. How can we control the world and the universe if we can’t control ourselves?”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Ancient Abyssal Sword. The sword was as cold as frost. He looked sideways at Ji Fanxin and said, “With your spiritual power, can you stop them from sending the message?”
“I think so,” Ji Fanxin said softly, wearing a veil.
Xue Tu, who had woken up long ago and had been playing dead, suddenly got up and said, “Senior Brother, I want to fight with you.”
SWOOSH!
Zhang Ruochen ignored him and used the Great Dimensional Shift. Every step he took was thousands of miles away.
In an instant, he came close to the three forces’ encampment. He hovered in the void, and his body burst out with the brilliance of divine fire as bright as the sun.
On the floating island in the center, more than a dozen black-robed dead souls setting up the dimensional teleportation array sensed his power first and looked over.
“Why did the sun suddenly appear?”
“No, it’s a Supreme Saint, a mighty Supreme Saint.”
“Who is it? What a powerful aura. Are you the cultivator from the Hall of Permanence?”
While the low-level dead spirit cultivators were still discussing.
Above their heads, a huge black sword that was hundreds of thousands of meters long suddenly appeared. It seemed like it would cut the world in half as it slashed down.
“Not good. Quick, activate the defensive formation.”
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BOOM!
In its gigantic form, the Ancient Abyssal Sword split the black corpse mountain into two. The palace collapsed, the stone bridge broke, and waterfalls fell. Countless corpse cultivators scattered into the void.
The giant sword slashed out again and shattered the white bone Supreme Saint beast.
Large pieces of the bone flew into the distant starry sky.
Only the powerful saint Bone cultivators flew out of the bones like light spots. They let out angry howls and cold curses.
Zhang Ruochen struck out a third time and landed on the 10,000-meter-tall metal Ghost pagoda.
In the metal Ghost pagoda, there were important figures of the Ghosts guarding it. They activated the defense array. Strange lines appeared on the surface of the Ghost pagoda. They shone with black light.
BANG!
The giant sword was still dozens of feet away from the Ghost pagoda. It met with obstacles and failed to cut through the dark brilliance.
A deep voice came from the Ghost pagoda, shaking the universe. “Zhang Ruochen, you really came to me. Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time?”
“So it’s Zhang Ruochen.”
More than a dozen black-robed dead souls on the floating island in the center worked together to display the Power of Dimension. The densely packed Dimensional Rifts turned into a storm and rushed toward Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed at the void, and the Ancient Abyssal Sword returned to its original size and fell into his hand.
Then, he became one with the sword and ignored the Dimensional Storm. He turned into a rapid sword light and flew toward the metal Ghost pagoda.
The sword light passed through the Dimensional Storm, and the light became brighter and brighter.
The light condensed into a giant flower.
“Blossoming Cadence!”
The huge flower hit the metal Ghost pagoda’s surface, making the array’s black light shake violently. The sword light flew out of the flower like a needle, broke through the array, and entered the tower.
All the dead souls in this starfield looked at the metal Ghost pagoda in horror.
How could Zhang Ruochen be so powerful?
The defensive array of the Ghost pagoda couldn’t stop him.
After a moment of silence, the metal Ghost pagoda broke into pieces from top to bottom.
One black and one white figure flew out from the bottom of the tower and fought fiercely.
The white figure was naturally Zhang Ruochen.
The black figure was wearing ghost armor. His black hair was flowing in the air. His cultivation reached the Banshi Isshou Realm. He was a powerful figure who had shaken both Celestial Court and Infernal Court, Yu.
He was also known as the sixth son of the Ghost Master.
He was the elder brother of Xu and the younger brother of Ling.
Seeing this, the dead soul cultivators all over the starfield realized that things weren’t good. Zhang Ruochen was stronger than they’d expected.
Thus, some cultivators carved Communication talismans and sent them out.
The Communication talismans stopped not far away. They exploded and turned into jade dust.
“The spiritual-power Supreme Saint is hiding in the dark.”
More cultivators shot out Communication talismans to spread the news and call for reinforcements.
Unfortunately, even though the Communication talismans flew out like raindrops, they exploded after reaching a certain area. They were all destroyed.
The atmosphere of fear spread.
Zhang Ruochen must have brought a powerful helper. He was planning to kill them all, leaving no one alive.
Yu screamed in pain as they were planning to break out of the encirclement in different directions.
The winner was decided.
Zhang Ruochen performed a strange and peerless sword technique and activated the Marks of Time between heaven and earth.
The Marks of Time gathered into a bright moon. Under the light of the Moon, time seemed to have stopped. Yu stood still and could not move. Zhang Ruochen’s sword pierced through Yu’s chest.
Yu’s Ghost body was shattered by the sword qi.
The Ghost’s soul was cut into pieces by Zhang Ruochen’s sword soul.
It dissipated completely. There was no chance for it to reunite with Yu’s Ghost body.
Heaven and earth went silent. All the cultivators present were shocked.
That was Yu, the sixth son of the Ghost Master. He was a master in the Banshi Isshou Realm. He had the potential to become a god. How could he be killed by Zhang Ruochen?
It was too surreal. No cultivator wanted to believe it was real.
It must be an illusion.
It was not until Zhang Ruochen took out Yu’s Sainthood Source from the Ghost mist that they woke up and fled in all directions like crazy.
SWOOSH!
Zhang Ruochen refined Yu’s remnant soul in the Sainthood Source. Dense purple vines flew out from his back.
The purple vines flowed with the light of thunder and fire. From one vine divided into 100, 100 to 10,000,10,000 to 100,000, 100,000 to 1,000,000… Soon, the vines covered an area of 500 kilometers and turned into a sea of thunder and fire vines, binding and imprisoning one dead spirit after another.
Zhang Ruochen walked forward. Moyin’s enchanting figure behind him appeared. Her eyes were wild and excited. All the vines flew out of her hair.
She used the dead soul cultivators as nutrients. She kept absorbing them and transforming them into the precepts in her body. Her cultivation increased rapidly.
The Saint Devourer’s cultivation method was completely different from other cultivators. After fusing with the dharma body, it reached the Paramount Realm. However, there were only a trillion precepts in her body.
However, as long as it was given enough nutrients, it could continuously increase its cultivation.
Other cultivators were different. They needed to accumulate the precepts for an extended period in the Banshi Isshou Realm. The more precepts they gathered, the stronger their initial Paramount physique formed. After reaching the Paramount Realm, the upper limit would be higher.
Generally speaking, the upper limit was two to three times that of the initial Paramount physique.
For example, a Supreme Saint had accumulated three trillion precepts at the peak of the Banshi Isshou Realm. He used these precepts to form a Paramount physique.
In that case, the total number of precepts in his body at the peak of the Banshi Isshou Realm could only be within the range of six trillion precepts to nine trillion precepts.
He couldn’t reach ten trillion precepts and become a Demigod.
If he could not become a Demigod, it was naturally impossible for him to become a deity.
Therefore, Supreme Saints who had the ambition to become deities would need to accumulate four trillion precepts before they could seek a breakthrough. However, most of the Banshi Isshou Realm Supreme Saints could not do so.