Chapter 2351 - Yan Zhexian

Chapter 2351 Yan Zhexian

Wind-gather Island was the fifth largest island on the planet. It housed up to 10 million Yanluo clansmen.

The Yanluo clansmen were born with great strength. Even mortals could lift an elephant with one hand. Naturally, there were many cultivators among them.

Zhang Ruochen discovered a teahouse on a simple dock shortly after arriving on the island. He drank bitter, slightly hot tea from a thick porcelain bowl.

The tea was very ordinary.

Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, calmed down after consuming it. He reflected on his initial decision to pursue cultivation.

Without so many grudges, the oppression that kept falling on him, and the special background of the “Crown Prince of Shengming” or the “Ninth Prince,” he should have been able to live a peaceful life in his previous life.

Instead, he had come to this planet to rob, kill, and kill a group of low-realm cultivators and mortals who bore no ill will toward him.

They were all things he had to do, but they were not the things he most wanted to do.

He didn’t know when he had become like this. It seemed that he had gone against his original intention. Where would he go next?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the tea-yellow water in the bowl.

He was so unfamiliar with the water that he did not recognize it!

Gulp

After finishing the bowl, Zhang Ruochen collected his emotions and his eyes became extremely sharp. He still had to take the next route.

He had no way to retreat. If he took a step back, he would be smashed into pieces.

Whoosh

100 spiritual power light spots flew out of Zhang Ruochen’s body and landed in different areas of Wind-gather Island. They turned into 100 Spirit avatars of him.

Soon, in a small city, one of his Spirit avatars heard two Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saints on the island talking about something that caught his attention.

“Buddha’s light has appeared in the North Pole. It shines for thousands of miles. It seems that the opportunity of our planet has appeared. Yan Wushen will most likely take it away.”

“I heard there’s a Rainbow Bridge of Buddha’s light that has appeared in the North Pole, spanning across the glacier continent. The sound of Buddha’s chant is coming from underground, just like the voices of ten thousand buddhas.”

“In the beginning, Yan Huangtu guessed that the fortuitous encounter on our planet might be a Buddha sarira. After all… that place has a dense Buddha aura, and its quality is shockingly high. There are also images of Buddha and Bodhi trees.”

“Don’t you know that there is the latest

news?”

“What latest news?”

CV

The voice whispered, “It is said that the supreme treasure of Buddhism, the Bright Kannati, may also be there.”

At first, Zhang Ruochen was still listening carefully.

However, when Zhang Ruochen heard about “Buddha Sarira” and “Bright Kannati”, he smiled and gently shook his head.

Buddhism had been around for tens of thousands of years. There were, however, only six people who could be called “Buddha.”

The last Buddha was called the Sixth Buddha by all the Buddhists in the world. He died during the last Yuanhui period, before the establishment of the Celestial Court.

From then on, there was no longer a Buddha in the world.

The Sixth Buddha passed away and left behind 84,000 sariras. They were Buddha sariras and supreme treasures of Buddhism. The bodhisattvas and Buddhas in the Buddha sect wanted to obtain one and use it to comprehend the wondrous technique of reaching the realm of Buddha.

However, out of the 84,000 sariras, 83,990 of them turned into a Bright Kannati the moment they were born. Only ten of the sariras of Buddha were left in the ten sacred grounds of the Buddha sect.

How could a treasure like the sariras of Buddha end up in the Infernal Court?

The Bright Kannati, on the other hand, was said to be made up of more than 83,990 Buddha’s sariras. Someone later refined it into a Buddha Artifact using an unknown method.

As a weapon, the power of the Bright Kannati was comparable to a Divine Artifact.

As a Buddha’s treasure, it could help all Buddhists in the world to cultivate and comprehend the Path.

As the crystallization of the Buddha’s sariras, it could open up civilization, make all living beings intelligent, and make all living beings spiritual.

It could be said that the Bright Kannati was a treasure more precious than a Divine Artifact.

‘The Buddha’s sarira and the Bright Kannati. It seems that Yan Huangtu wants to use them as bait to lure me, Lan Ying, and Que to the Northern Glazier Continent.’ Zhang Ruochen withdrew his Spirits and thought so.

He could see that this was a trap, but he could not suppress the palpitations in his heart. He could not help but look north.

A faint golden glow indeed appeared in the northern sky.

If there was anything better than swallowing Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills to comprehend a single top-tier Saintwill, it would have to be a Buddha’s sarira.

If there was anything better than swallowing Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills to aid in Saintwill integration, it had to be the Bright Kannati.

Yan Huangtu had seen that for Zhang Ruochen, Lan Ying, and Que, cultivating the Saintwill and integrating the Saintwill were the most important things. That was why he had released this news.

If they didn’t go, they would be restless and unable to enter the state of cultivation.

“Okay! To integrate the Grade One Saintwill, even if this news is only one in ten thousand, I have to go,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well how difficult his path was now. He could not let go of any opportunity.

He cut a bloody mark on his right index finger. A drop of Supreme Saint’s blood dripped from it and fell into the tea bowl.

The water in the tea bowl boiled and turned into a ball of Blood Qi.

The Blood Qi condensed into another Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen’s clone soared into the sky and flew north.

The two Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saints guarding Wind-gather Island sensed Zhang Ruochen’s clone when it flew over their heads. The two looked at each other and were about to send a voice transmission to Yan Huangtu.

Suddenly.

Rumble

Wind-gather Island stretched for over a thousand miles. A terrifying spatial pressure crushed it. Mountains and rivers collapsed, causing the ground to sink.

The mountains turned into flat land. All the buildings were crushed.

A moment later, the entire island sank to the bottom of the sea. Many Yanluo clansmen were buried alive. What was more terrifying was that they didn’t even know where their enemies were until they died.

“Whoa! What… What just happened?”

“Is the planet destroyed?”

At the dock, the Yanluo clansmen who were carrying goods were so scared that they sat on the ground.

They had seen the scene of the sky falling and the earth-shattering with their own eyes. Except for this dock, everything else had become a part of the sea.

The tea-maker in the tea shed was trembling. He stared at Zhang Ruochen, who was still sitting on the bench.

Zhang Ruochen had been calm and indifferent from the beginning to the end.

However, the tea-maker saw with his own eyes that when Zhang Ruochen raised his hand and pressed it down again, a vast land disappeared in front of him.

“It’s… It’s you… You Devil… ” the tea-maker said with trembling lips and extreme fear.

Zhang Ruochen stood up. He wanted to pay and leave but found that he didn’t have any money on him. So, he pulled a strand of hair from his head and put it on the table. He said, “This counts as tea money!”

He turned around and was about to fly away.

The tea-maker mustered up his courage and asked angrily, “Why don’t you kill us too?”

Zhang Ruochen looked up at the sky and was silent for a while. He said, “What I can see in front of me are still living people. What I can’t see, they are already ants.”

Swoosh

Zhang Ruochen had already left when a golden light flashed.

The tea-maker climbed up from the ground with difficulty and looked at the strand of hair on the table.

“One hair for tea money. Who… Who does he think he is?”

The tea-maker’s finger touched Zhang Ruochen’s hair. Suddenly, an unbearable power of the Path surged into his body.

CRASH!

Two Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saints of the Yanluo clan flew up from the bottom of the sea. Both of them were seriously injured.

“Quick, send a message to Yan Huangtu. Wind-gather Island has been sunk by Zhang Ruochen. He’s heading north.”

The North Pole of the Yanluo Clan’s home planet was originally a glacial continent. But now, most of the ice that was thousands of meters thick had melted, revealing black soil and rocks.

The air was cold.

The sky was covered by golden clouds. Beams of light shot straight down from the gaps between the clouds.

Zhang Ruochen landed on the continent and listened carefully. He vaguely heard the Buddha’s chant coming from afar.

There was more than one person who chanted.

Zhang Ruochen thought, ‘The Buddha Qi is so strong. My spiritual power has obviously increased after breathing and exhaling. Yan Wushen and Yan Huangtu couldn’t create such a treasure land. It seems that the opportunity of the Yanluo Clan’s home planet is here.

‘A place with dense Buddha Qi must have a spiritual treasure of heaven and earth. After swallowing it, I should be able to increase my spiritual power.’

Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power as he moved forward.

The deeper he went into the continent, the thicker the Buddha Qi became. It was shocking. If he didn’t know that he was in Infernal Court, Zhang Ruochen would have thought that he was in a Buddha sacred ground.

The precepts of heaven and earth had changed greatly. With Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation, he could only activate the Precepts in him. He couldn’t activate the power of the precepts of heaven and earth.

Apart from that, a lock appeared in the space.

“Why is there a lock? Did I come to a Buddha’s realm?”

Zhang Ruochen was a little excited, but he was also extra cautious.

What he was hoping for was that such an incredible Buddha realm would contain a Buddhist Sect treasure.

He was concerned that, because there was a Path lock, the Yanluo Clan had set up an impenetrable net on this continent. The road ahead was fraught with peril.

The so-called “Path Lock” was the Shackle of Deva Path.

The Shackle of Deva Path was the same as the shackles in a cultivator. It would imprison a cultivator’s power. Some would imprison the physical body, some would imprison the Saint Soul, and some would imprison the spiritual power.

The more Shackles of Deva Path, the greater the suppression of a cultivator.

Generally speaking, there were many shackles in a god’s divinity. They were the shackles formed by the gods’ own Path.

A towering mountain appeared in front.

The shape of the mountain was like a huge sleeping Buddha that was hundreds of miles

long.

Above the mountain, the golden clouds were brilliant.

Zhang Ruochen, standing 500 miles away, gazed at the sleeping Buddha. He was stunned and filled with an inexplicable sense of awe. He was even more convinced that this location was extraordinary. There has to be a huge opportunity here.

“Zhang Ruochen, I’ve been waiting for you here for a long time!”

A graceful figure emerged from behind an ice and snow-covered hill in front of him.

It was a young lady in her early twenties. She was dressed in white and looked stunning. She had long black hair and held a meter-long brush.

She looked very elegant and had the aura of a scroll.

Her temperament was similar to that of Divine Scripture Maiden.

However, there was a bit of heroic spirit and coldness about her.

Although this woman hadn’t reached the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm and had only broken 99 shackles, Zhang Ruochen felt a sense of danger from her.

Today, there were less than ten people on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting who could make him feel danger.

“Who are you?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

“Yan Zhexian of the Yanluo Clan,” she said.

Zhang Ruochen said, “I’ve read about you. You’re the most powerful spiritual power genius of the Yanluo Clan in this generation. You’ve received guidance from the Supreme Leader.” “Is that all you know about me?” Yan Zhexian asked.

Zhang Ruochen observed her carefully and he said, “You are less than 300 years old this year. You should be proficient in Talismans, right? Your spiritual power should have just reached level 65. I guess your spiritual power broke through because you got an opportunity here.”

“It seems that you have some insight. It’s not unreasonable for Yan Wushen to regard you as the number one enemy,” said Yan Zhexian.

She continued, “Unfortunately, you shouldn’t have barged into the home planet of the Yanluo Clan alone, much less start a massacre. You should be aware that in history, people as daring as you have all died without a place to be buried. You are no exception.”

Zhang Ruochen said, “Can you make me die without a burial place?”

Yan Zhexian picked up the brush in her hand and pointed it at Zhang Ruochen. “I am more than capable.”

Boom

Zhang Ruochen stood still. Dense Dimensional Rifts flew out from his body. Like dozens of blades dancing, he slashed at Yan Zhexian.

Affected by the Path Lock, even a Supreme Saint couldn’t unleash the destructive power of something shocking here.

Yan Zhexian shook her wrist. Her brush resembled a swiping dragon. She drew a round-shaped rune quickly.

Instantly, dense light patterns wrapped around her body.

BOOM!

The Dimensional Rift hit the light patterns and disappeared.

“Heaven-halberd!”

Yan Zhexian’s slender figure flew up and waved her brush toward Zhang Ruochen.

The stroke turned into a halberd and shot out like a shooting star.

The halberd pierced Zhang Ruochen’s body with a bang. He disintegrated into a wisp of Blood Qi and dispersed in the air.

Yan Zhexian’s eyes were cold. She raised her voice and said, “Zhang Ruochen, I know that your real body is nearby. Why don’t you show yourself?”

“I have to say, the Yanluo Clan is indeed full of powerhouses. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. They are more powerful than I thought.” Zhang Ruochen’s voice sounded.

Zhang Ruochen appeared out of thin air. He walked toward Yan Zhexian with his hands behind his back and said, “But, aren’t you underestimating me by coming to deal with me alone?”

“Of course, I won’t be alone. But if you can’t even defeat me, they don’t have to show themselves,” said Yan Zhexian. Her eyes were full of confidence. Her beautiful figure seemed even more breathtaking.

She wasn’t afraid of a powerhouse like Zhang Ruochen. Instead, she was happy.

The joy was hidden in her heart.

“Seal Talisman-World.”

Yan Zhexian held a brush in her hand and wrote the word “World” in midair and it flew toward Zhang Ruochen.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was the word “World.” A magnificent world was pressing down on Zhang Ruochen’s eyes. This world was extremely real, and it gave him substantial pressure. It did not seem like an illusion at all.