Chapter 1139: Eight-Dragon Martial Saint

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Go! Get into the capital city.”

“Ao.”

Immortal vampires, savage beasts, human beings and other creatures were all exhilarated. They all rushed into the capital city to fight the aboriginal people.

More than half of the great beings in Blue Dragon Void World gathered in the capital city, and they had gathered abundant treasures. Everyone craved them.

Sikong One and Sun Dadi were both very excited. They wanted to rush in with the others, but they were stopped by Zhang Ruochen.

“There’re ten aboriginal saints in the capital city. It’s not a good idea to barge in,” Zhang Ruochen warned.

Sun Dadi said confidently, “If they’re only lower-class saints, there’s no need to be afraid.”

Sun Dadi was certain that he was able to defeat lower-class saints with his cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “Lower-class saints are not all the same. Those who’ve been lower-class saints for long are way more powerful than those who just became lower-class saints. If you encounter those senior lower-class saints, you will be defeated.”

Some saints just entered the state of saint, while some had been lower-class saints for a century. Some lower-class saints had special systems and practiced special saint spells.

Which meant the power gap among the lower-class saints was enormous.

Saints who were able to stay in Blue Drago Void World, even if they were only lower-class saints, were the top-tier ones among those at the same level. It would be a huge mistake to underestimate them.

Creatures from Kunlun’s Field broke into the capital city and started the slaughtering and the robbing.

Human monks had relatively better restraint, as they didn’t kill the innocent. On the contrary, immortal vampires and savage beasts didn’t have any inhibitions.

Everywhere they went was turned to ruins. They either ate or drained the blood of the aboriginal people.

“Damn it! How can they be so cruel?”

White Li Princess couldn’t be angrier. She clenched her silver teeth and entreated Zhang Ruochen, “Zhang Ruochen, you have to save them. You’re the only one who can save them now.”

“There’re at least ten million people in the capital city, and most of them are warriors and refiners. How am I supposed to save them? I am not a savior like that.”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t without empathy, but he knew that if he used Universe Spiritual Map to put them all in Scroll World, it would lead to lots of misunderstandings. Perhaps the ten aboriginal saints would encircle them.

It would be like bringing trouble to himself.

Nobody would believe that an outer-realm demon was genuinely kind enough to help the aboriginal people in Blue Dragon Void World. They would all think he was up to something else.

Zhang Ruochen reckoned he was already showing mercy by not robbing and killing them.

White Li was heartbroken seeing the aboriginal people eaten by savage beasts and drained of blood by immortal vampires. She begged again, “If you save them, I’ll join Sacred Sect and treat you as my overlord.”

Zhang Ruochen still didn’t change his mind. He said, “I have to be responsible for everyone’s safety.”

Blackie said, “Zhang Ruochen, all the aboriginal human beings are elites. If you can bring them under control, Sacred Sect can thrive in a short period of time. White Li Princess and I will do that for you. I’ll meet you in Universe Spiritual Map when you start to fight for World Spirit.”

If they could recruit the elites in Blue Dragon Void World, the quantity and the quality of lower-class and middle-class disciples would match those of an ancient sect.

Zhang Ruochen’s interest was piqued, but he didn’t find Blackie reliable. He was afraid that Blackie might go out for wool and come home shorn. After White Li Princess lost her memories, she had become incredibly empathetic and was innocent like a little girl. She wasn’t dependable either.

This was not a small issue. If anything went wrong, they would be besieged by all the powers.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen and said, “Sister, stay here to help them. Prevent the two cats from screwing things up. Save as many as you can, but don’t outdo yourself.”

After a discussion, they decided to separate into two teams.

Blackie, White Li Princess, Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo took Universe Spiritual Map and entered the capital city. Their main objective was to bring aboriginal people into Scroll World.

Zhang Ruochen enveloped Sikong One, Sikong Two, Sun Dadi and Murong Yue with his Holy Qi. He performed Great Spatial Move and got into the center of the capital city.

Inside the capital city gathered a large group of aboriginal great beings, and they had set up many attack formations, stalling the great beings of all races from Kunlun’s Field so that they couldn’t get into the center of the capital city in a short time.

Murong Yue stood behind Zhang Ruochen and looked at the battlefield outside the city. She said, “Blue Dragon Dynasty has great enough power to ward off so many first-tier great beings.”

“This is an upper-class void world. It’s certainly powerful. Although it’s nothing compared to Kunlun’s Field, we still can’t underestimate them,” Zhang Ruochen said.

The inner city was in chaos. All the formations had been activated. Light pillars ascended from all the streets. There were layers of defense light domes.

“We have to stall those outer-realm demons. We can’t let them get into the palace to seize World Spirit.”

“As long as we can protect World Spirit, Blue Dragon Dynasty can still be maintained when the World Son is born.”

“Fight until we shed the last drop of blood.”

All the aboriginal people in the capital city joined the fight. Some of them were guarding the formation while some others rushed out of the city.

The team of five led by Zhang Ruochen was very low-key and didn’t attract any attention from aboriginal people.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly sensed a giant energy ripple. He looked down.

At the center of the capital city flew out eight giant dragons from the golden holy mountain, flying across Zhang Ruochen and the others.

A middle-aged man wearing golden armor was at the center of the eight giant dragons. He was holding a long spear, looking majestic. His holy Qi ripples were extremely strong.

A large group of aboriginal human monks roared in surprise, “It’s Blue Sky Martial Saint. He’s still guarding Blue Dragon Dynasty instead of leaving the world.”

The rules of sky and land in Blue Dragon Void World were different from those in Kunlun’s Field, so the practicing ways were not the same.

The more dragon shadows were refined in Blue Dragon Void World, the stronger he was.

Those with six dragon shadows were called ‘Martial Kings.’

Those with seven dragon shadows were called ‘Martial Knights.’

Those with eight dragon shadows were called ‘Martial Saints.’

“This person must be one of the ten aboriginal saints in Blue Dragon Void World. He’s indeed incredibly powerful, much stronger than ordinary lower-class saints.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t even need to use mind power to inspect him. He could speculate the power of that Eight-Dragon Martial Saint by barely sensing him.

“What Martial Saint? Let me check how powerful you are.”

The Royal Prince of the Kun still maintained the holy body of a human being. It flapped its wings and surged. It waved the long spear in its hand and chopped toward Blue Sky Martial Saint.

Red Ocean Vajra Spear was hefty. It was able to break a mountain.

“You creatures from Kunlun’s Field are outrageous. You’re only a junior, yet you dare be so reckless.”

Blue Sky Martial Saint stared at Royal Prince of the Kun and pushed out the eight dragon shadows with his hands, clashing with Red Ocean Vajra Spear.

The Royal Prince of the Kun muffled and got knocked away.

It dropped on the ground, leveling all the ancient buildings on the entire street, leaving a long and deep gully.

“How powerful.”

Sun Dadi’s heart skipped a beat, seeing that in the inner city.

The Royal Prince of the Kun was a powerful first-tier great being, with the power to defeat lower-class saints, yet it couldn’t even withstand one strike from Blue Sky Martial Saint.

“That Eight-Dragon Martial Saint has got to be a top-tier lower-class saint. Those who haven’t reached the state of saint are in no way his match, no matter how great their constitution is.” Murong Yue looked solemn.

Zhang Ruochen then said, “There’s an upper limit to any lower-class saint in Blue Dragon Void World. They can’t compare with the top-tier lower-class saints from Kunlun’s Field. To me, that Eight-Dragon Martial Saint isn’t invincible.”

Hong Long.

Several other Eight-Dragon Martial Saints flew out of that golden holy mountain, joining the battlefield outside the city.

Every Eight-Dragon Martial Saint boosted the morale of the aboriginal people from the capital city.

Apparently, those Eight-Dragon Martial Saints who showed up were famous overlords in Blue Dragon Void World. They were all legends.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t pay any attention to the battle outside the city. No matter how hard the aboriginal people tried, they couldn’t do anything to change their fate. Today, they would be destroyed.

Zhang Ruochen looked to that golden holy mountain again.

That holy mountain sat at the center of the capital city. It was lofty and divine. On the mountain were dense palaces, from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, making the entire mountain gleam with golden light.

“That must be the palace of Blue Dragon Dynasty,” Zhang Ruochen said.

There weren’t any palace-style buildings at the peak of the holy mountain. The only thing there was a black altar.

Nine-colored light gushed out of that altar.

It could be inferred that Grade-nine Saintly Source Spring and World Spirit must be born at the peak of that holy mountain.

“Let’s rush there now and seize the holy mountain. As long as Grade-nine Saintly Source Spring comes out, we can definitely seize it,” Sikong One guffawed.

Zhang Ruochen’s pupils narrowed. He saw dozens of people standing at the top of the mountain, covered by countless dragon shadows. It was like a hundred-dragon hive…dangerous.

“There is definitely a large group of masters guarding the altar. We’ll be trapped in hard battle if we go there now.”

“Let’s wait for a while first. We don’t need to be at the point where the going is toughest.”

And then, Zhang Ruochen looked to that glowing palace and smiled. He said, “We can go check the palace of Blue Dragon Dynasty. Perhaps we’ll gain a lot from there.”

Sun Dadi’s eyes gleamed. He said, “That’s right! Perhaps we can get some beautiful princesses. Big brother, you’re so smart.”

Zhang Ruochen was speechless.

Sun Dadi couldn’t be more excited. He carried his iron rod and rushed out, racing toward the palace of Blue Dragon Dynasty. Sikong One also disappeared. He ran faster than Sun Dadi.