Chapter 1892 - Freezing the Dimension With the Flick of a Finger

Chapter 1892: Freezing the Dimension With the Flick of a Finger

“What is the other half?”

Even Nine-Eye Heavenly Lord was becoming curious.

“Zhang Ruochen has not performed his best,” said Xia Wenxin.

“How could it be possible? He is just an Eight-Step Saint King. Being able to hold up to Prince Wujie until now is shocking enough. How could it be possible he was holding back his strength?” the long-faced princess was stunned.

“I once witnessed how Zhang Ruochen fought in Eastern Region Holy City. He has a Supreme Artifact in hand,” said Xia Wenxin.

All cultivators on Whitebone Mountain were silent.

With a Supreme Artifact in hand, an Eight-Step Saint King could pose some serious threat to even the Precept Domain elites in a head-to-head confrontation.

Not to mention that this Eight-Step Saint King was Zhang Ruochen, the Scion of Time and Space.

“Equipped with the Powers of Dimension and Time, Zhang Ruochen is unassailable. If he has a Supreme Artifact, he could attack and defend as he wishes.”

“This combat has become more and more interesting. It seems that Zhang Ruochen is a challenging test for Prince Wujie,” said Nine-Eye Heavenly Lord with a smile.

“Prince Wujie’s cultivation base is so much higher than Zhang Ruochen’s. He has an absolute upper hand,” said Prince Yun.

Those cultivators at the scene, who had attained their current realms, were all no slouch.

They knew better than anyone else that only a strong personal cultivation base could truly make them strong. Using external props and tricks might give them an advantage for a moment, but they would still fall back to the bottom of the food chain in the end.

Prince Wujie reached to feel the blood mark on his face, his expression turning ferocious. He could not help but glance toward Whitebone Mountain as if he had seen Prince Yun, Nine-Eye Heavenly Lord, and the others laughing and sneering at him, for he had lost to and been hurt by an Eight-Step Saint King.

Zhang Ruochen had noticed his expression. He followed his eyes and glanced in the white cloud’s direction.

“Your strength is not too bad. However, you won’t have another chance now.”

Prince Wujie felt that he was humiliated and got angry. “Omni-Weapon!” he roared.

A golden mark appeared on his forehead, emitting a dazzling golden light that was as bright as the sun. The golden light turned everything into metal wherever it shone.

Rocks, vegetation, rivers, soil, and all seemed to be made of gold. They drifted into the air and formed twelve golden giants.

The aura of each golden giant was no less powerful than that of a Precept Domain cultivator.

Even without Gate of Destiny’s suppression, it was still impossible for Zhang Ruochen to defeat these twelve golden giants, less so when Gate of Destiny was suppressing his strength four to five times lower.

“This man’s combat strength is no less powerful than Blood Wasp Ashuran King, who commanded a swarm of blood wasps. He is a terrific figure. Not to mention there are more powerful Immortal Vampires still hiding in the dark.”

Zhang Ruochen performed a Dimensional Shift to reappear tens of miles away as he ran toward the Zhenyu Clan’s direction.

“Trying to get away? Not so easy!”

“Golden Touch!”

Prince Wujie tapped in the air and a thousand-yard-tall mountain turned into a metal peak in front of Zhang Ruochen. Not only that, it flew up into the air and crashed toward Zhang Ruochen.

This move had not only blocked Zhang Ruochen’s escape path but also forced him to come back.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the mountainside, rapidly climbing and making it to the top in no time. With a giant leap, he landed into the territory of the Ancient Divine Sigils a hundred miles away.

Those divine sigils were incomplete, but the power it possessed was nontrivial.

It was exactly because of these divine sigils that stopped the Immortal Vampire elites outside the Zhenyu Clan.

“You can’t get away!”

Boom!

Boom!

…

Six golden shadows descended from heaven and landed in front of Zhang Ruochen, sending six thick clouds of dust into the air.

When the dust finally cleared up, Zhang Ruochen saw six golden giants standing at such an interval and direction that they blocked all his escape routes,

Meanwhile, Prince Wujie and six other golden giants walked toward him from behind.

“You could only go less than a hundred miles with your Dimensional Shift. Am I right? If you flee toward the Zhenyu Clan’s direction with a Dimensional Shift, you will find a golden giant standing in your way in a split second. No way you could perform a second Dimensional Shift in such a short time.

“And while you fight the golden warrior, I and other golden warriors will make our moves and hit you before you know it.

“So, even if you are the Scion of Time and Space, you have nowhere to run today.”

The Gate of Destiny was suspended behind him and the chain wrapped around his body. With a dazzling golden glow on his forehead, Prince Wujie walked toward Zhang Ruochen. Every step he took seemed like the ringing of a death knell.

Zhang Ruochen let out a smile. “Who told you I was running? Going back to the edge of the divine sigil array because I didn’t want your friends to disturb us while we were fighting. In fact, the last thing I want is someone coming to your rescue while I am killing you.”

Prince Wujie’s pupils contracted and he let out a smile. “Are you calling my bluff or is it psychological warfare? But it is a shame that with the absolute disparity of cultivation between us, psychological warfare won’t work. Next, I am going to end this battle.”

Prince Wujie thrust his palm forward and the chain wrapping around him flew out at once.

At the same time, a golden beam shot out of his forehead.

The rock and the soil on the ground melted and turned into a golden river as the light beam traveled past.

Still with a smile on his face, Zhang Ruochen mimed a sword with his right hand, directing the Ancient Abyssal Sword to clash with the chain before striking toward Prince Wujie.

The Azuresky Pagoda flew up and hovered above him, emitting a Supreme Power to protect him.

Bang! Bang!

It did not matter whether it was the chain and the golden beam of Prince Wujie or the attack from the golden warriors, the Supreme Power neutralized them all.

Their attacks would not defeat the defense of the Azuresky Pagoda anytime soon.

On Whitebone Mountain, those princes and princesses, who had known beforehand that Zhang Ruochen possessed a Supreme Artifact, appeared to be in disbelief.

“Zhang Ruochen is using the Supreme Artifact as a defense. He is such a chicken!”

“It is so stupid of Zhang Ruochen. If I were him, I would have used the Supreme Artifact to attack Prince Wujie because only by using the Supreme Artifact could he hurt him. But using the Supreme Artifact as a means of defense would only last for a while before it is finally defeated. After all, at only Eight-Step Saint Kinghood, he could not possibly drive the Supreme Artifact continuously.”

“The die is cast. Xia Shenzi, your prediction is way off.”

“It is still too early to make any conclusion. Didn’t you see that Zhang Ruochen is using a sword to attack Prince Wujie?” asked Xia Wenxin.

“Are you saying that Prince Wujie could not even hold up to the sword attack from an Eight-Step Saint King? Even if Zhang Ruochen has cultivated a sword soul, he would not hold a candle to an opponent like Prince Wujie.”

Xia Wenxin said no more, his eyes locked on to the sword flying toward Prince Wujie.

The Ancient Abyssal Blade spun, dragging a long tail of sword light behind it. The powerful sword force surrounding the blade, shooting at Prince Wujie’s major vulnerable spots as a black rain of swords.

“Naïve! This level of attack won’t work on me. But this sword seems to be good stuff. I will take it!”

Prince Wujie chortled and raised his right hand, casting out a powerful Saint Path Power to neutralize all the sword force.

This was the move that struck fear into the hearts of countless Precept Domain elites.

“Weapon-snatching Artifice!”

Prince Wujie performed a mysterious Saint Technique to grab the Ancient Abyssal Blade, suppressing it in his hand.

The Ancient Abyssal Blade shook violently but could not get away.

“It is a sacred sword forged with man-made materials. Very well. Who knows, it may transform into a Supreme Artifact in the future?” Prince Wujie was pleasantly surprised.

Seeing the joyous face of Prince Wujie, Zhang Ruochen’s lips curled up in a smirk. “I am surprised how gutsy you are to take the sword of a Scion of Time and Space. Don’t you think you are too reckless?”

“What do you mean?”

Prince Wujie’s instinct told him that something was not right. The next second, he shuddered and felt his strength leave him.

Bang! Bang!

Because of his loss of strength, Prince Wujie could no longer continue to control the twelve golden warriors.

They all exploded and pulverized into golden dust.

The Ancient Abyssal Blade got away from Prince Wujie’s suppression with a clank before flying back into Zhang Ruochen’s hand. With the sword in hand, he performed a Dimensional Shift to appear beside Prince Wujie.

“It was the Power of Time… You used Power of Time to shorten my life… and Power of Time was attached to the sword…”

Prince Wujie was furious. But he knew that he was no match for Zhang Ruochen with his current condition. He stuck a talisman on his body and rapidly retreated.

“Not bad! You have figured out the problem so quickly. You are really experienced in combat. Not half bad at all!”

Before Prince Wujie had time to retreat, Zhang Ruochen swung the sword sideways, cutting him in half with blood splattering everywhere.

However, the Immortal Vampire had strong survivability. This strike of the sword obviously did not kill Prince Wujie at once.

Zhang Ruochen lunged up, wanting to finish off Prince Wujie.

On Whitebone Mountain, a smile appeared on Xia Wenxi’s face. “So this is Zhang Ruochen’s killer move. At least Prince Wujie has some skill; he has uncovered Zhang Ruochen’s trump card.”

With the flick of a finger, Xia Wenxin cast out a Godslayer Cross-Shield from the tip of his finger. The shield turned into a hundred-yard-long giant cross, illuminating the space within thousands of miles in radius in blood-red light.

Streaks of divine marks flew on the Godslayer Cross-Shield. From the vague image, one could see a deity nailed on the cross with divine blood turning into a river, flowing between heaven and earth.

Boom!

The Godslayer Cross-Shield hit the ground in front of Zhang Ruochen, sending rocks and dust flying up into the air.

Right at that moment, the dimension froze.

Zhang Ruochen was holding the Ancient Abyssal Blade, which was just an inch away before it penetrated Prince Wujie’s forehead. But he was now frozen in motion as if he was fossilized.

“Funny enough; the Scion of Time and Space is frozen in dimension, just like Saint Monk Xumi back then. The time and space manipulator is exiled into the limbo.” Nine-Eye Heavenly Lord burst into laughter.