Chapter 1564: Death Halo

“I didn’t kill him.”

Zhang Ruochen stood across from King Yi and looked upset.

Spatial crack didn’t manage to kill him.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his chest as he felt a burning sensation coming out of his organs. Obviously, he was injured by clashing with King Yi.

Neither Zhang Ruochen nor King Yi made an attack recklessly.

The great beings from Cloud Field that were still alive all looked at each other as they didn’t believe King Yi would suffer by the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

“No wonder he managed to get more than four hundred million merits and get to first place on the ‘Saints Merits Rank.’ He’s indeed a force to be reckoned with.”

King Yi had an invincible King Kong body which could swallow millions of creatures and refine their blood. It was a mid-tier saint defense saint spell.

As it swallowed more creatures, the invincible King Kong body would only become stronger and might become a high-level saint spell.

Sizzle!

The wound on King Yi’s left shoulder gradually recovered. He said, “You’ve used your trump card, Zhang Ruochen, so I suggest you get the hell out of Jingxiang Cliff Dojo now, otherwise, you’ll die.”

Zhang Ruochen operated ‘Emperor Ming Nine-sky Scripture,’ which healed more than half his wounds. He said, “Sounds like you have stronger tricks.”

“Of course. I practice more than one mid-level saint spell,” King Yi said.

Ling Feiyi noticed more and more monks gather outside Jingxiang Cliff Dojo, and she said, “No need to waste time with him anymore, Zhang Ruochen. Let’s fight it together in case more monks from Cloud Field gather here.”

Cloud Field was a strong field that had many dojos in Truth Heavenly Domain.

The monks from Cloud Field dojos would definitely come for support if they kept wasting time.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t someone who only loved to flaunt his power. He nodded and said, “Okay. Let’s finish the fight together soon.”

Zhang Ruochen took out a wine bag and swallowed the burning Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine.

His saint Qi started to run like mad oxen.

Mu Lingxi, Su Qingling, Wen Shusheng, and Ling Mi all took out their wine bags and took a drink of Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine.

They knew that Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine was more valuable than many saint pills, so they didn’t binge it like Zhang Ruochen did.

Zhang Ruochen summoned Demonic Sound out and said, “Team up with Lingxi and the others and take down all the monks from Cloud Field. We must make them pay for occupying our dojo.”

“I want a drink as well.”

Demonic Sound licked her lips.

Zhang Ruochen took out a wine bag and gave it to her.

He knew Demonic Sound loved the wine, so Zhang Ruochen said, “Don’t abuse it. Each sip of this wine is as valuable as a saint pill.”

Demonic Sound smiled, opened the lid and had a huge sip.

The monks from Cloud Field were trying to stall them until the great beings from other dojos could come help them, so they all cheered inside when they saw Zhang Ruochen and the others drinking.

King Yi was the first one who noticed that the saintly way forces coming out of Zhang Ruochen and the others were surging.

“The drink they had can improve their power. Be careful,” King Yi yelled to stop the monks from Cloud Field from underestimating them.

Any valuable that could improve a monk’s power, such as saint pills, saint medicine, or saint alcohol, was of great value and inaccessible to ordinary monks.

And besides, those valuables usually had side effects.

The more they improved their power, the stronger the side effects.

Which was why nobody would take that kind of valuable easily if it wasn’t a fight of life or death.

A valuable like Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wind that could double a monk’s power without any side effect was so scarce that every monk would want it.

“They drank saint wine to improve their power. Seems like the monks from Guanghan Field are all in now.

“Show all your trump cards to ward them off for longer, then the great beings from Cloud Field will come.”

Some great beings from Cloud Field took saint pills, some took out attack runes, while some formed a formation.

The ultimate battle was drawing near.

Zhang Ruochen pulled the purple godly mountain out of the ground, and his skin looked crimson. He dashed toward King Yi like a mad lion king.

Ling Feiyu didn’t drink Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine, as she was a sword way monk. She needed to stay sober and focus all the time to perform her sword techniques the best.

She might not get stronger after taking Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine.

The worst thing from drinking Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine was the drinkers would go completely mad. Although they could still stay rational, it would still affect their decision-making.

King Yi kept utilizing the Rule of Truth to perform palm prints, yet he was only slightly stronger than Zhang Ruochen, so he couldn’t suppress Zhang Ruochen at all.

As King Yi exhausted his power fighting Zhang Ruochen, Ling Feiyu showed up beside Zhang Ruochen like a trace of purple shadow and drew a circle using her Heaven-Burier Sword.

Whoosh!

The sword circle surrounded King Yi.

Sword Way Xuanguang flew out from the center of the sword circle, hitting King Yi’s chest.

Following a clacking sound, Heaven-Burier Sword pierced through King Yi’s invincible King Kong body. King Yi grabbed the sword, and at the same time, he retreated, trying to dissolve Ling Feiyu’s sword power.

“It’s Sword Way Xuangang… Impressive…”

King Yi clenched his teeth, and his saint power flowed rapidly, gathering in his arms and chest.

Zhang Ruochen had performed spatial crack before to break King Yi’s invincible King Kong body, which deteriorated the defense of invincible King Kong body, so he couldn’t ward off Sword Way Xuangang now.

As Ling Feiyu suppressed King Yi, Zhang Ruochen held the purple godly stone up and jumped up behind her, hitting King Yi.

Ling Feiyu didn’t slow down his sword as she could pierce through King Hun’s body any time.

Zhang Ruochen’s attack was also able to injure King Yi severely.

King Yi was trapped in despair.

“Fight!” King Yi yelled, tensing his leg muscles. He lowered his body and stopped grabbing Heaven-Burier Sword. Instead, he mobilized saintly way rules and formed Yin and Yang Thousand Thunder Hand.

Sizzle!

She stabbed King Yi’s chest by Heaven-Burier Sword, and his saint blood gushed out like a spring.

King Yi’s face got fiercer as if he didn’t feel pain at all. He took a large step forward to dodge the purple godly mountain coming from above. He used Yin and Yang Thousand Thunder Hand to hit Ling Feiyu’s head.

Heaven-Burier Sword pierced through King Yi’s entire body, and the sword Qi crushed King Yi.

“Great skill to survive.”

All Ling Feiyu could see was fierce lightning. She threw away Heaven-Burier Sword as she was able to be slapped to death by King Yi. She mobilized the power of her purple blouse, releasing hundreds of bolts of lightning.

Boom!

Ling Feiyu hadn’t comprehended the Rule of Truth after all, so she was at a disadvantage in this round. She kept stepping back until she resolved the power of King Yi.

King Yi didn’t expect that he would only manage to knock her away.

“Are you wearing a godly blouse?”

King Yi gazed at Ling Feiyu and couldn’t be more jealous.

If he was the one wearing that purple blouse, the power of his Yin and Yang Thousand Thunder Hand would surge.

Ling Feiyi only shot him a cold glance. She extended her hand and released the intent of sword soul, and Heaven-Burier Sword that was inside King Yi’s body made a huge sword humming sound, about to tear his body apart.

King Yi bent his knees, put his hands together and formed a whirlpool-shaped golden saintly way force, throwing Heaven-Burier Sword away.

Ling Feiyu grabbed Heaven-Burier Sword again and said, “Impressive.”

“If it weren’t for ‘All Lives Equal,’ I would’ve killed you with one hand,” King Yi said.

Boom!

Zhang Ruochen held the purple godly mountain tightly, landing behind King Yi with his coat waving. He yelled, “Show us all you’ve got, otherwise, you’ll die soon.”

Zhang Ruochen teamed up with Ling Feiyu, and they severely injured King Yi after a few exchanges.

They would be able to kill King Yi after another round of attacks.

“You’re so arrogant, brat!”

King Yi stopped talking. He put his finger on his forehead, and then, a golden halo rushed out of his head.

The halo kept spinning and got larger and larger. Following a booming sound, thirty-two saintly way rules merged with the halo. Suddenly, the halo got immensely large.

The shadow coming out of the halo encircled the entire Jingxiang Cliff Dojo.

Although Yin and Yang Thousand Thunder Hand performed by King Yi was also a mid-tier saint spell, there were only eighteen saintly way rules in it. The more saintly way rules there were, the stronger the mid-tier saint spell was.

All the monks watching the fight from outside the dojo were all astounded looking at the halo.

“That’s a mid-level saint spell, Death Halo.”

“How did a half-step saint king refine a mid-level saint spell like Death Halo?”

“It’s got to be a saint king. There must be a saint king from Cloud Field in Jingxiang Cliff Dojo.”