God Emperor Chapter 1164
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Chapter 1164: Battling Saint Hongyuan
“Gu Linfeng!” Saint Hongyuan roared. “Are you threatening the Saintess?”
Zhang Ruochen shrugged as if he didn’t care. “Where did you see me threatening her?” he asked indifferently. “Plus, the Saintess has the Shangguan Clan behind her. She has an important background. I wouldn’t dare to threaten her.”
Saint Hongyuan’s eyes shone coldly and he clenched his fists. He had a bad temper. If not for Gu Linfeng’s special status, he would definitely beat him up right now.
Discipline King Haiming narrowed his eyes. Gu Linfeng has become more and more arrogant after becoming the Deity, he thought. He doesn’t even respect Saints. It looks like I have to teach him a lesson.
Gu Linfeng was Discipline King Haiming’s grand-disciple. He’d also helped Gu Linfeng into the Deity position. Now, he felt that he was losing control of Gu Linfeng. Thus, instead of helping, he wanted to use Discipline King Diyuan to punish Gu Linfeng.
Shangguan Xianyan knew that Gu Linfeng’s biggest support was Discipline King Haiming. Now, his attitude was indifferent. He didn’t plan on helping Gu Linfeng at all.
Did he want to abandon Gu Linfeng and become the Hierarch himself?
If Discipline King Haiming really abandoned Gu Linfeng, then he’ll be dead even if I tell the truth.
After thinking carefully, Shangguan Xianyan said slowly, “Wei Longxing and the Deity indeed have some enmities. However, I truly don’t know if Wei Longxing tried to assassinate him. This is a grave matter. I hope the Criminal Law Saint can investigate before making a decision.”
Saint Hongyuan scoffed. “Gu Linfeng, what else can you say now? The Saintess doesn’t even know.”
Zhang Ruochen stared at Shangguan Xianyan. Instead of growing angry or losing his cool, he smiled. Disregarding what happened later, Wei Longxing had indeed sent people to assassinate Zhang Ruochen at the Chaotic World Mountain.
How could Shangguan Xianyan not know?
Without a doubt, Shangguan Xianyan had already sided with Discipline King Di Yuan when she said those words.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Saint Hongyuan with disdain. “As the Deity, must I explain to you? Is it a major problem for me to kill someone who I believe should die? According to the sect’s rules, the Deity has the right to kill. I can punish any disciple below the Saint Realm with a single word.”
Saint Hongyuan was furious. A mere Half-Saint dared to look and speak to him with a disdainful tone. Didn’t he know to respect a Saint?
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Some of the cultivators present thought that Gu Linfeng was like a true Deity and deserved respect. Most thought that he was just looking for death.
The current Blood God Sect faced both external and internal problems. There were many conflicts and it could break apart at any time. Under these circumstances, this Half-Saint Deity still dared to go against a Saint. Was this not suicide?
Does this guy not want to live anymore?
Ji Shui bit her lips. She felt that Gu Linfeng didn’t understand the situation and would be in trouble today. It depended on whether Discipline King Haiming would help him.
She knew that to Discipline King Haiming, only “benefits” and “interests” mattered. If he thought that helping Gu Linfeng would be too costly, he would abandon him.
“Punish with a word? I believe that you are killing the innocent. You are too violent and not suitable for the Blood God Sect’s Deity. You should be removed.”
Saint Hongyuan opened his arms. Holy Qi flooded out of his palm and transformed into hundreds of chains that flew toward Zhang Ruochen.
Crack, crack.
Each chain was like a snake or dragon. They carried destructive power and flew in unpredictable paths. It was clear that Saint Hongyuan had added in rules of the Saintly Way.
Zhang Ruochen could tell that many of the hundreds of chains were actually apparitions. Only eight were real.
He grabbed forward. His arm turned into a string of afterimages and he grabbed all eight chains.
Saint Hongyuan was surprised. Before he could react, Gu Linfeng charged from across from him. Gu Linfeng’s image grew bigger and bigger in his eyes.
Oh no.
Saint Hongyuan activated all his power and pushed forward. Zhang Ruochen struck with a palm. The two palm prints produced a thunderous boom.
Saint Hongyuan retreated. He didn’t steady himself until he was beside Discipline King Di Yuan.
Zhang Ruochen remained standing there with one hand behind his back. “You dare to disrespect me with your cultivation?”
The Gui Yuan Divine Palace was silent. Everyone was shaken. There was a huge gap between the Half-Saint and Saint Realm. It was practically impossible to cross, like the distance between the earth and sky.
And yet, Gu Linfeng had forced a Saint back. This was unbelievable.
They didn’t know that Zhang Ruochen had only used half of his power. If he’d used all his power, that palm could’ve injured Saint Yuanhong.
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Right now, he was Gu Linfeng and not the Time and Space Descendant. He had to suppress his power. He couldn’t perform too well.
He is actually this strong now? Shangguan Xianyan felt great pressure. If Zhang Ruochen couldn’t die today, her future would be very hard.
Elder Yuan Xin’s ancient eyes brightened. It was as if he’d seen a pearl amidst the sand. He was both surprised and happy.
Saints were revered by all, but this Half-Saint had forced a Saint back. Saint Hongyuan was humiliated and even more furious. “No wonder you are the Deity. You are indeed talented. However, I had let down my guard. If we really fight, your cultivation level will be nothing to me.”
Saint Yuanhong’s aura kept rising. Blood-red Holy Qi poured out like a sea of clouds. At the same time, a huge hundred-foot-tall saint image stood up behind him.
“Let’s go out and fight!” Zhang Ruochen said. “If we destroyed the Gui Yuan Divine Palace, none of us would be able to pay for it.”
“I only need one or two moves to defeat you. I won’t destroy the Gui Yuan Divine Palace.”
“Don’t speak so confidently. Otherwise, you might be embarrassed later.”
Zhang Ruochen flew out toward Baby Master Mountain and landed above the sea of clouds. Saint Hongyuan pursued him. He became one with the saint image. Waving his arm, he slammed down on Zhang Ruochen.
“Saint Hongyuan is truly furious. We might be able to use this chance to kill the Deity.”
“Saint Hongyuan entered the Saint Realm ten years ago. His cultivation is very advanced. Even if he hadn’t reached the mid-level of the Saint Realm, he’d still be able to defeat Gu Linfeng.”
“Let’s bet how much power Gu Linfeng can force Saint Hongyuan to use?”
…
Zhang Ruochen poured Holy Qi into his Seven Kill Boxing Glove and activated the Destruction of the Thousand Patterns. When he slammed down, the seven saint jades on the glove shone with terrifying light at the same time. They were like seven stars.
Boom.
Saint Hongyuan’s palm print was actually shattered. Zhang Ruochen attacked offensively with nine palms, still activating the Destruction of the Thousand Patterns.
“You want to fight a Saint with the help of the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns? You’re too naïve!”
Saint Hongyuan produced a print. The saint image behind him consolidated more and more. Dense Saintly Way rules streaked throughout, manipulating the Spiritual Qi.
“Optimus Sky Kill!”
The saint image punched forward. Like a dark red mountain, it shattered the nine beams of Destruction of the Thousand Patterns and crashed into Zhang Ruochen’s palm.
He flew back, feeling soreness in his arm.
Saint Hongyuan was indeed strong. He wasn’t a common lower-level Saint. He was comparable to the eight-dragon Martial Saints of the Blue Dragon Void World. It was a bit difficult for Zhang Ruochen to fight with only half of his power.
“Saint Hongyuan actually used a saint spell like the Optimus Sky Kill. It seems like that Gu Linfeng is quite powerful, even stronger than some new Saints.”
Discipline King Haiming’s eyes kept changing as he thought about something.
Saint Hongyuan didn’t give Gu Linfeng time to breathe. He used the Optimus Sky Kill again. This time, it was stronger. The power waves made all the Blood God Sect disciples within hundreds of miles fall down in fear.
“Seven-Aperture Blood Palm.”
The seven apertures on Zhang Ruochen’s palm all opened. Thick Blood Qi poured out, forming a huge apparition of Pluto behind him. Combining with the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns, Zhang Ruochen attacked again.
Zhang Ruochen’s Seven-Aperture Blood Palm had improved greatly. He could unleash 44 times the combat ability now. It far surpassed regular saint spells.
Boom!
Saint Hongyuan’s saint image couldn’t take the blow at all. It exploded and even his true form flew back. His face paled and he suffered some internal injuries.
“He’s this strong?”
Saint Hongyuan was in disbelief. He had to admit that he’d underestimated the Deity. He was also more furious from the embarrassment. He prepared to use his fatal trick to defeat Gu Linfeng no matter what.
The sky darkened without warning.
A mass of black clouds appeared above Saint Hongyuan and Zhang Ruochen.
“Are these…Trial Clouds?”
Saint Hongyuan had gone through the three trials long ago, so he quickly recognized them.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and smiled faintly. “It seems like my cultivation has reached an extreme state. I didn’t have to use much power to lead to a Pre-Saint Trial.”
Since it came, he would accept it. He was confident that he would succeed in the first trial.
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