Chapter 555: Power of Half-Saint

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“Swoosh!”

As the second seal of Sarira had been unlocked, the golden Buddha’s light emerged on Zhang Ruochen’s body.

A lot of Buddhist patterns, sanskrit, and sutras soared out of the Sarira. Finally, with a hum, they all condensed into a virtual shadow of a 333-meter-high golden Buddha.

Zhang Ruochen stood absolutely still on the surface of the sea and slowly lifted his right arm.

The golden Buddha shadow also extended its huge hand, in sync with Zhang Ruochen. Furthermore, It grabbed the Black Skeleton Dragon King’s tail to prevent its attack.

“Crack!”

He seized the tail of the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King and rendered it immobile. Zhang Ruochen dragged its body and threw it violently. The body flew straight into the clouds.

Since Zhang Ruochen was powerful enough to lift a huge mountain easily, let alone the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King.

When the Golden Dragon handed the Sarira to Zhang Ruochen, he made four levels of seals and the first three seals all possessed temporary great power.

The power of the first Sarira seal would be comparable to a Monk in the Fish-dragon Realm.

The power of the second Sarira seal was comparable to a Half-Saint, for a little while.

The third Sarira seal could make him temporarily more formidable than a Saint.

In the Heaven Realm, Zhang Ruochen only owned the power of the first Sarira seal. Afterwards, in Fish-dragon Realm, the second seal granted him two hours of Half-Saint Class power.

Billions of warriors in Kunlun’s Field spent their lifetimes pursuing the unobtainable power of a Half-Saint.

However, Zhang Ruochen could owned two hours of Half-Saint Class power in his twenties.

Zhang Ruochen would have entirely different understanding of the Holy Road by this opportunity

If a Monk of the Fish-dragon Realm is like an ant, then a Half-Saint is like a man.

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It would as difficult for an ant to become a man as it would be for it to climb into heaven.

However, if the ant could be a man for even two hours, it would develop a broader understanding of the worldview and power of a man.

When it changed back into an ant, it would practice properly and be a Half-Saint more easily and successfully.

Right now, Zhang Ruochen was an ant.

In the next two hours, Zhang Ruochen needed to both capture Xuanwu’s holy source and to understand the power of a Half-Saint better.

The formidable power of Zhang Ruochen shocked the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King.

After it had stopped its body from struggling, it sought to launch a counterattack.

However, it could find no trace of Zhang Ruochen on the sea.

Where had the small boy gone?

“Don’t waste anymore time. I am above your head.”

Zhang Ruochen lifted his Ancient Abyss Sword high above the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King.

“Swoosh!”

Because of the great power of its inscription, the Ancient Abyss Sword expanded to ten feet long, and it hit the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King heavily.

“Pffff!”

The body of the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King broke into two parts.

Blood flowed out of the corpse like a waterfall.

The corpse rushed into the sea with a big splash. Moreover, one piece of the corpse hit a small island, causing it to sink.

Zhang Ruochen withdrew his sword with a splatter of blood.

Then, he flew extremely quickly at an altitude of hundreds of meters to chase King Jinhuang.

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King Jinhuang needed to return to Huangyu Island and to refine the disobedient Iron Pillar. As a result, he had only ordered the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King to kill Zhang Ruochen.

However, King Jinhuang felt that he was disconnected from the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King shortly into his flight.

“What had happened?”

King Jinhuang stopped and looked backwards.

The Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King had become his personal warbeast, under the control of his Inscription of Beast Taming.

However, the connection between the owner and the warbeast could be destroyed in only two ways.

First, the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King may have refined the Inscription of Beast Taming and escaped.

Second, the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King may have been killed.

King Jinhuang had not considered the true reason, because the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King was a Sixth Level Savage Beast and its power was comparable to a Half-Saint . Therefore, in Xuanwu Primitive World nobody could kill him so easily.

King Jinhuang wanted to return to figure it out.

From the distance came some ethereal music which sounded like thousands of chanting Buddhists. Many sound waves moved around the King of Jinhuang surrounded with the clouds and the sea.

The evil black Qi emanating from King Jinhuang gently touched the sound waves. With a squeaking sound, it dissipated immediately.

“Was it possible that a holy Buddhist monk had come to Xuanwu Primitive World?”

King Jinhuang was so alert that he pressed the Iron Pillar with palms, ready to start the battle.

“Swoosh!”

In the sky, a 333-meter-high Buddha shadow was formed under a golden Cloud of Buddhism and it looked solemnly down at King Jinhuang.

Zhang Ruochen stood still in the palm of the Buddha, covered with gold from the Cloud of Buddhism, and showed his great determination.

“It’s you?”

When King Jinhuang felt the waves of power from Zhang Ruochen with a glance, he suddenly said with amazement, “It is really interesting that you have such a precious power from the Sarira of the Buddhist Emperor. If it belonged to me, I would be able to reach the realm of the Saint.”

Zhang Ruochen was the Buddha Emperor’s descendant, and everybody, including King Jinhuang, knew it.

Zen-like, Zhang Ruochen said, “King Jinhuang, you had owned the holy source of Xuanwu, so it is too greedy of you to crave the Sarira of the Buddhist Emperor. If you have both, you will probably explode and die because of the collision of the two power.”

“Ha ha!”

King Jinhuang laughed loudly and said, “The holy source of Xuanwu and the Sarira of the Buddhist Emperor are so priceless that I desire them both. Zhang Ruochen, since you had the power to kill the Black Skeleton Flood Dragon King, I would allow you to leave without the Sarira of the Buddhist Emperor.”

“That is totally impossible,” said Zhang Ruochen.

King Jinhuang held the Iron Pillar firmly and his long hair stood straight up.

Inky, dead Qi circulated around his body like a cluster of evil, whirling clouds.

In the distance, numerous golden and black clouds collided, turning the entire sea half golden and half black.

Instantly, Zhang Ruochen launched the attack first without excessive words.

“Swift Swordsmanship. ”

He unhesitatingly used one of his unique techniques at first.

If possible, he wished to conquer King Jinhuang by one move.

“Swish!” Zhang Ruochen used the Space Moving technique once again to teleport before King Jinhuang.

He integrated a Time Mark into his sword movements and stabbed King Jinhuang between the eyes.

King Jinhuang was truly the Commander in Chief of the Primitive World. He had the experience of surviving thousands of wars. Therefore, when the tip of the Ancient Abyss Sword was only an inch away from his face,

King Jinhuang moved the thick Iron Pillar horizontally, blocking the Ancient Abyss Sword.

King Jinhuang quickly retreated and touched his forehead stained with blood.

Zhang Ruochen’s sword move had broken through his defense and left a six-centimeter-long cut on his forehead.

“You are really a talent from the Saint Academy. You can control the space, and you can also manipulate the power of time. I underestimated you.”

King Jinhuang breathed deeply and inhaled the Death Qi from the Iron Pillar.

His body turned as black as if he were died. His skin shone like black metal, and he looked just like he was made from the same material as the Iron Pillar.

It meant that he would soon become an evil slave of the Iron Pillar.

Once he was enslaved, King Jinhuang would become an unconscious puppet of the Iron Pillar.

“You must die!”

King Jinhuang moved the Holy Qi in his body from his palms into the Iron Pillar.

Many evil imprints began to appear on the thicker Iron Pillar. The Iron Pillar became an evil, indomitable pillar which linked the sky and the sea.

A grayish black shadow of an undead soul flew from the top of the pillar.

The temperature dropped suddenly.

At the same time, the blowing wind was bleak in the black sky and the surface of the sea turned into hell on earth for 50km in every direction.

Such a horrible evil weapon seemed able to penetrate the world. Even the Ancient Abyss Sword began to tremble and scream.

Also, Zhang Ruochen could not clearly know King Jinhuang’s full power, which was unimaginable.

What kind of evil weapon was it?

“Swoosh!”

The Iron Pillar vibrated, creating a current of strength Qi like a wave of water that attacked Zhang Ruochen.

Holding the sword in both hands, Zhang Ruochen quickly gathered his strength to hack forward.

With a “bang,” the evil Qi crushed Zhang Ruochen’s sword Qi in a flash.

The formless, evil Qi swept towards Zhang Ruochen.

In an instant, all the illusions formed by the evil Qi disappeared. Instead, it turned into hundreds of thousands of roaring undead soldiers. They rushed down on Zhang Ruochen from the sky as if to devour him.

The Heart of the Sword between Zhang Ruochen’s eyes began running quickly.

He held the sword horizontally with both hands.

In an instant, many flying sword shadows turned into a sword wall, suspended in thin air.

“Crack!”

All the sword shadows were suddenly crushed.

A huge evil force hit Zhang Ruochen and broke through his Buddha’s light. As a result, he flew several kilometers away and fell.