Chapter 1023: Phoenix Dance Palace

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

It wasn’t easy for the Canglong Army to cultivate a crack soldier, which required large amounts of resources.

But Zhang Ruochen had only activated the sword Qi and had killed 3,000 crack soldiers. Even Han Ying felt sad.

It was a massacre!

“I have underestimated you. You dared tear the space. What’s your connection with Zhang Ruochen?”

Han Ying suspected that the man in the golden mask under him could be the Time and Space Descendant, Zhang Ruochen, himself.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t say anything, but stared at him indifferently.

“It doesn’t matter whether you speak or not. Once I capture you, I will know your identity. I will not kill you easily. I have to put you through all the torture in the Canglong Army, then kill you slowly.”

The black wings on Han Ying’s back gave out two strands of black Qi of coldness, condensing into two gloomy clouds.

Kaka.

His hands changed into two metal eagle claws, and grasped beneath him.

Nobody knew what power was conserved in the metal eagle claws. It had shaken the Spiritual Power, and froze the city under it.

Han Ying’s cultivation was at the middle stage of the Ninth Level Half-Saint, far beyond Guo Lu. Zhang Ruochen couldn’t fight him now with his cultivation.

But Zhang Ruochen had a last resort.

“Destruction of the Thousand-patterns!”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t care about anything else. He poured 99% of the Holy Qi of his body into the Ancient Abyss Sword.

The Qi of destruction burst out from the sword, penetrating the two gloomy clouds in the sky immediately.

“It’s…the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns…”

Han Ying changed his face and moved his wings with the quickest speed at once, wanting to run away.

But, to deal with Zhang Ruochen, he had already ordered the area to be totally blocked.

With the Blocking Formation closing, even he couldn’t get out.

“Open the Blocking Formation now!”

Blue veins stood up on Han Ying’s body. He shouted with fear and haste.

But, before the Blocking Formation was opened, a deadly power had seized him.

Han Ying turned around immediately. He cracked three protection rune scrolls to form three layers of defensive light cover, covering up his whole body.

Pzz.

A strand of sword Qi which contained the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns cut the three defensive light covers and Han Ying’s body like cutting three pieces of paper.

Blood fell on the ground like rain.

With a boom, the Blocking Formation was opened, revealing the true scenery of the area.

Qin Yutong stood at the top of the tower, looking from afar. She took a deep breath, finding herself looking at the Asura.

The area had been ruined completely. The ground was full of corpses in black armor. And the blood had stained the ground red.

In midair, one of the ten commanders of the Canglong Army, Han Ying, was cut in two by sword Qi and was falling straight down.

But a young man covered with blood held a sword and walked to Han Ying’s corpse.

The scene did frighten Qin Yutong. The man…was like a god of killing.

Zhang Ruochen took the jade record of Sacred Taiming Guide out from Han Ying’s corpse. He took it in his hand, and sighed.

He had hoped that Zhang Shu would become a powerful figure in the future.

He never knew that within just a few hours, a young boy who hadn’t shown his talent had been killed by the Canglong Army.

After displaying the Destruction of the Thousand-patterns, Zhang Ruochen had used up all his Holy Qi. He supported himself with his body strength.

He had to leave now.

Zoom.

A beautiful shadow landed from the sky slowly, like a fairy falling from the heavens. She landed at the edge of the battlefield. She wore a veil. Her perfect figure showed unclearly in the fog.

Zhang Ruochen had seen her in the Cai Family Saint Mansion before. She was said to be the namecard of the Phoenix Dance Palace, the Dancing Fairy.

Zhang Ruochen put on a calm face, trying hard not to let others know that he had used up his Holy Qi. He said coldly, “Another person who wants to die.”

Qin Yutong looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, and took out a token. A square and upright “Zhang” was printed on the token.

An extremely beautiful voice was heard from her. “If I am right, you are the powerful figure of the Zhang Family told by Zhang Fengxing.”

Surprise flashed in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes. He didn’t expect that the high-level connection of the Zhang Family would be her.

“You’ve killed Han Ying, which will surely disturb the saints in the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion. With your current status, you’d better follow me. I can take you to a safe place.”

The star-like eyes of Qin Yutong were pretty and touching.

If observed closely, her eyes were like two vast star skies, having star-like lights flickering inside.

It’s a pair of saint eyes, called the Sea of the Stars. She could see things that ordinary people wouldn’t see. And she could also tempt people.

Anyone who looked into her eyes would be attracted by her qualities, and even become obsessed with her.

Even though Zhang Ruochen tried to conceal it carefully, she could tell the fact that his Holy Qi had been used up. It had to be said that she did have some real power, and was not just good-looking. No wonder she was the high-level person of the Zhang Family.

At last, Zhang Ruochen left with Qin Yutong.

After a while, a strand of terrible saint might appeared at the previous battlefield.

Monks in the surrounding area of the battle field were all shocked.

Some of the lower cultivated monks were scared to get down on the ground.

“Who’s that?”

The furious voice was heard from the clouds, making fierce wind in the area.

Monks from every household in the Sacred City were curious about the thing that had happened that agitated a saint.

Not long after, words were heard.

“One of the ten commanders of the Canglong Army, Han Ying, was killed by a person. And the 3,000 crack soldiers were all killed.”

Many monks found it hard to believe the news.

How many years had gone by since the last time the Canglong Army had been defeated badly? Who’s the bold person who had killed a commander in the Sacred City?

The night in the Sacred City wouldn’t be peaceful.

Now, Zhang Ruochen and Qin Yutong had arrived at a valley in the Sacred City, which was lit up by light. There were many palaces, and many young and pretty women could be seen there. Some of them took lanterns, others held the guqin, crossing the corridors between the palaces.

It was a bevy of young girls.

“The Phoenix Dance Palace,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Qin Yutong turned around and gave a meaningful look at Zhang Ruochen with her pretty star-like eyes. She said, “You’ve been here before?”

“No.”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, and said, “The area that the Phoenix Dance Palace is in is one of the busiest areas of the Sacred City. Even if I didn’t enter, I’ve gone by it more than once.”

Qin Yutong nodded and said no more words.

Walking to the depth of the Phoenix Dance Palace, the valley became more quiet and secluded, like the Land of Peach Blossom, which made a sharp contrast with the thriving extravagant orgy outside.

One was extremely vulgar, the other was extremely classy.

Four figures rushed out to run into Qin Yutong and Zhang Ruochen.

They were two males and two females.

The two young women in sexy dancing dresses were Bai Xuanshuang and Bai Xuanyu, both having the cultivation of Fourth Level Half-Saints.

The two males were top figures under the state of saint, whose cultivations had reached the Ninth Level Half-Saint. Although they had suppressed their Qi, intimidating might had been given out from their bodies.

Bai Xuanshuang looked delighted, and said, “Great! I wanted to bring Senior Brother Yan and Senior Brother Fu to give you a hand. But you’ve run away before.”

Both Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang stared at Zhang Ruochen with hostility.

Yan Wenqi was a little younger, looking to be around 27 or 28. He gave a cold look. “Han Ying is so powerful that you couldn’t run away from him easily.”

Zhang Ruochen frowned a little, and asked calmly, “What do you mean, young mister?”

Yan Wenqi laughed, “I’m a little worried that you could be a Trojan Horse arranged by the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion and the Canglong Army who wanted to get inside. The so-called ambush could be a pretence played by you and Han Ying.”

Fu Shang looked at Qin Yutong, and said, “Junior Sister, you are being careless this time. With Han Ying’s cultivation and methods, how could you leave so soon? Don’t you have any doubts about him?”

Qin Yutong looked at Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang, and said, “You don’t know the whole story. You’d better not offend this young gentleman.”

Bai Xuanshuang looked angry, and said, “This gentleman has killed one of the ten commanders of the Canglong Army, Guo Lu, and helped many of our sisters and brothers seek revenge in the Cai Family Saint Mansion. How could he be a Trojan Horse of the Canglong Army?”

Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang both put on a solemn look, and cried, “He has killed Guo Lu?”

Even if the two of them worked together, they would only take a little advantage over Guo Lu, and couldn’t kill him.

How could this young man be so powerful?

Qin Yutong said, “Not only Guo Lu, he just killed Han Ying and 3,000 soldiers of the Canglong Army. My dear brothers, are you capable of that?”

The shock on Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang’s faces became even stronger. They were in disbelief.

Bai Xuanshuang and Bai Xuanyu opened their mouths and brinked their eyes. They looked at Zhang Ruochen with respect, like they were looking at an unparalleled hero.

The thing that they weren’t capable of doing after calculating for so long and paying so dearly had been done twice by Zhang Ruochen overnight. He had killed two of their strong enemies.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t bother about Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang, but looked at Qin Yutong. He said, “Give me a safe and secret room for me to recover.”

“No problem. You can use my exercise room. Nobody dares to intrude upon it,” Qin Yutong said gently.

Zhang Ruochen added, “Also, use your strength to find the whereabouts of the rest of the eight commanders of the Canglong Army, and some important figures of the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion, like the Fourth Young Lord.”

Qin Yutong could feel the strong murderous will of Zhang Ruochen. Her plump bosom went up and down. And she asked, “What do you want?”

“I just want them to pay the price. They need to know that the Sacred City isn’t their place.”

Zhang Ruochen spoke firmly. His eyes were as sharp as two swords.