Chapter 1022: Wanting to Kill

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Zhang Ruochen had heard rumors about the Guarding Dragon Pavilion before. But even he had never gotten in touch with its members.

He only knew that the Guarding Dragon Pavilion was mysterious and only listened to direct orders of each Emperor Ming. All members were powerful figures in the realm of saints.

“The night before my father disappeared, the Guarding Dragon Pavilion had moved the National Treasury away. Could it be that father had anticipated things to come?”

Zhang Ruochen thought carefully, feeling confused.

Of course, he didn’t trust the news announced by the owner of the Cai Family completely, which had surrendered to the First Central Empire.

They might not want to find the Vampires Secrets, but truly wanted to find the members of the Guarding Dragon Pavilion and the National Treasure.

The news was quite shocking and soon passed around the whole Cai Family Saint Mansion. And, at an even faster speed, it spread to all areas of the Sacred City.

The chief steward of the Cai Family Saint Mansion, Cai Jin, approached Zhang Ruochen with an ice jade box. He smiled kindly, and said, “My lord, this is the thing that the Saint Painter Elder has asked me to send to you.”

Zhang Ruochen accepted the box and opened its lid a little. Then he closed it.

“Elder Chu did have high efficiency to have sent the fifth class Divine Origin Pill.”

Zhang Ruochen rounded his lips and put the ice jade box away. Then he left the Cai Family Saint Mansion.

The main purpose for him to attend the banquet in the Cai Family Saint Mansion was to get the fifth class Divine Origin Pill.

Now that he had gotten the Divine Origin Pill, there was a reason for him to stay. He would take the chance to dump Chu Siyuan, and do what he wanted.

Walking out of the Cai Family Saint Mansion, Zhang Ruochen found that at least 3 people were following him.

Zhang Ruochen borrowed the power of the Shooting Star Invisible Cloak, and soon left them all behind.

Zhang Ruochen arrived at the spot of the descendant of the Zhang Family, and said to himself: I hope that Zhang Fengxing has already connected with high-level figures of the Zhang Family…What?…

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Zhang Ruochen used his moves to skip in the night sky. He landed in the yard, which was at the center of the inn, and looked around.

A strong and vomit-inducing smell of blood filled up the space.

The ground was covered by corpses.

The 13 descendants of the Zhang Family, whom he had saved in the day, had all been brutally killed, even including the clerks and the guests. Some of them had been chopped in two. Some ended up headless.

Zhang Fengxing had been nailed to a wall with a silver lance. His body was covered with wounds. His belly had been ripped open, organs falling out.

Obviously he had been tortured before death.

The 11 year old Zhang Shu stood on a stair full of blood, scared, mournful and desperate. He was looking at Zhang Fengxing’s corpse.

Zhang Ruochen touched his face slightly.

Pat.

Blood lines appeared on Zhang Shu’s body, which broke into 13 parts.

Zhang Ruochen’s fingers kept shaking and his teeth kept chattering. Fury came out from the depth of his veins. So did flames out of his eyes. He shouted, “Come out!”

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Dozens of dark light curtains appeared in the dark. The clash of armor was heard in the light curtains.

Immediately, the soldiers of Canglong Army in black armor rushed out of the light curtains constantly like ghost soldiers. They gave out heinous evil Qi.

A middle aged man who had a hawk nose and a pair of black wings flew out. His body gave out freezing cold Qi.

He stood in midair, playing a stone with his hand. He laughed, “Aren’t you the one who has given the boy the Sacred Taiming Guide? As far as I know, only a few high-level people from the last dynasty were qualified to exercise it.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t say a word. He took out the Ancient Abyss Sword.

The middle aged man with a pair of black wings went on, “I was just following the order to wipe out a spot taken by the remaining evil people from the last dynasty. I didn’t know that I could also fish out something big! Haha!”

Even though Zhang Ruochen was surrounded, he didn’t change his face. Only coldness could be seen from his eyes. He said, “Isn’t it a little early for you to laugh?”

“He’s so calm. He must be a powerful figure.”

The middle aged man with a pair of black wings appeared as if everything was in his control. He waved his hand, and said, “Open the Seven Star Sword Formation. Defeat him. But, remember to capture him alive.”

Seven Formation masters of the Canglong Army hit the ground at the same time.

In the next instant, thick white inscriptions appeared on the ground to form a battle formation in the expansion of 300 meters with the inn at the center.

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Blades of sword Qi were condensed automatically in the formation. They destroyed every building, including the inn, and broke all the corpses.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to rush out of the Sword Formation before it was activated, but failed and was attacked by hundreds of sword Qi. He couldn’t get out of the formation and had to return.

Far away, three slender dancers were seen on the top of a red tower. They showed up as their real selves, and looked to the inn.

The area was totally blocked by the Battle Formation. Strands of black fog made of dust gushed out, containing a huge intent to kill.

“Senior Sister, they are the soldiers of the eighth base of the Canglong Army. At least 3,000 crack troops are here. The man must be caught with great trouble. Should we give him a hand?” asked a dancer in a yellow dress.

A dancer in a veil, who was standing on the upturned eaves of the tower like a beautiful fairy in the moonlight, said in a beautiful voice, “Since the Eighth Base of the Canglang Army has sent 3,000 crack troops, they must have valued this mission. It’s very likely that the leader of the eighth base, Han Ying, is among them. Han Ying has a higher cultivation than Guo Lu. You two would die there.”

The dancer in the veil was the Dancing Fairy of the Phoenix Dance Palace, Qin Yutong.

The other two were her junior sisters, dancers at the sky level of the Phoenix Dance Palace, Bai Xuanshuang and Bai Xuanyu.

After Zhang Ruochen had left the Cai Family Saint Mansion, they followed him.

After Zhang Ruochen dumped them, Qin Yutong guessed that he would probably come to this spot, so they raced here to investigate.

Bai Xuanshuang was in a yellow dress. She was a fourth level Half-Saint, looking to be around the age of 20. She asked, “What should we do now? He’s a top powerful figure. We can’t let him die, can we?”

Qin Yutong appeared to be calm. She said, “You two should return to the Phoenix Dance Palace now and report to Granny Su. Maybe Granny will know what to do.”

Bai Xuanshuang and Bai Xuanyu turned into two shadows and disappeared in the dark. They raced to the Phoenix Dance Palace.

The Zhang Family did have saint spies in the Sacred City.

But if the saint helped the man with a golden mask in person, the Lingxiao Heavenly King would surely be alerted. By then, both the saint and the man with a golden mask would die pathetically. And the Zhang Family would suffer dearly.

Qin Yutong knew that it was tricky. So she had to wait and see.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the center of the Seven Star Sword Formation, breaking the sword Qi into white smoke.

The man with a pair of black wings was one of the ten commanders of the Canglong Army, Han Ying.

“Even the Seven Star Sword Formation couldn’t hurt you. You do have a deep understanding of the Way of Sword.”

Han Ying looked cold, and ordered the seven formation masters, “Bring out the strongest power of the Seven Star Sword Formation.”

Hearing the order, each of the seven formation masters cut a bloodstain in their palm, and wiped their blood on the wane.

The blood and the inscription blended together and gushed into the bottom of the ground.

The whole Seven Star Sword Formation turned red. At the edge of the Formation, Lines of blood red inscriptions gushed out of the bottom of the ground to condense into seven shadows of ghost soldiers holding their swords.

Zoom. Zoom.

The seven shadows of ghost soldiers waved their swords to attack Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen intended to kill, so he stopped reserving his strength. He operated the Holy Qi in his body and poured it constantly into the Ancient Abyss Sword.

“Crack it.”

He played “Gold Morning Sun,” a move of the Nine-Life Sword Technique. It could compare with a saint spell, bursting a power 32 times its original power.

Zhang Ruochen had known the weak spots of the Seven Star Sword Formation before. He used a saint level Sword Technique, and chopped the Formation in two with a boom.

The swords of the seven soldier ghosts were about 30 centimeters away.

But now, they all disappeared with the Seven Star Sword Formation.

The break of the Formation shocked all soldiers of the Canglong Army. They never thought that the person was so fierce.

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Zhang Ruochen waved his sword, and seven blades of sword Qi rushed to the seven Formation Masters, leaving them no chance to reform the Formation.

With Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation and state in Way of Sword, even the sword Qi randomly played by him contained the power to shake the heaven and the earth, which was unable to resist for an ordinary monk.

A dozen shadows rushed out from the camp of the Canglong Army, wanting to take the sword Qi for the seven Formation Masters.

Pzz.

All of their bodies were penetrated by sword Qi. And they were thrown back.

The sword Qi wasn’t weakened a bit. They all went through the heads of the seven formation masters, leaving seven corpses behind.

“Damn you!”

Han Ying was furious. He operated his Holy Qi and gathered it in his eyes.

Two light columns gushed out from his black eyes, attacking Zhang Ruochen underneath him.

Zhang Ruochen had seen it coming, and dodged before the light reached him.

Boom.

Two black light columns hit the ground and smashed it. In some places, the earth and the rock was melted into magma.

A man of the Canglong Army, who had fallen on the ground, held a twelfth level True Treasure in his hand. But once the weapon was touched by the black light column, the True Treasure exploded immediately.

The two black light columns had terrible destructive power, which could even destroy saint weapons.

Some powerful figures among the Canglong Army organized the 3,000 crack troops at once to arrange a Combined Battle Formation.

An about 40-meter-long white sword was condensed above the Combine Battle Formation. It chopped at Zhang Ruochen’s head, like a white waterfall falling from the sky.

The power of a sword burst gathering all 3,000 soldiers’ power was unimaginably strong.

Even a Ninth Level Half-Saint wouldn’t be able to resist it.

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A dozen-meter-long spatial crack flew out, puncturing the white giant sword and the light cover at the same time. The single move had killed more than one hundred soldiers.

Immediately after it, Zhang Ruochen displayed his physical technique to rush into the camp of the Canglong Army. He inserted the Ancient Abyss Sword into the ground, bursting out the enormous Sword will.

“Go to hell! All of You!” Zhang Ruochen shouted. His hair stood up. And he released his will to kill.

The sword body of the Ancient Abyss Sword produced thousands of sword Qi blades. Rustling, they flew in all directions.

When the sword Qi dispersed, the ground was covered with corpses of the Canglong Army.