Chapter 2364: Slaughter
"Pfft!" Let me know if you have any other translations you need!>>She carefully lifted the curtain, and inside she saw a headless corpse sitting. The car was filled with blood, it was terrifying.Xueshi Ancient City, was once a deserted city in an ancient relic.
This is called a home run.
The spirit of the Shi Clan, burdened with high expectations, is hoped to cultivate to the divine realm, transforming Xue Shi Ancient City into a god city. This will serve as the foundation for the Shi Clan's greatest temple.
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After achieving the Great Saint Realm, his title was bestowed as the "Emperor of Mountains".
Who would have thought, the Emperor of Baseball would be defeated on the battlefield of Hunting Heaven
Within the ancient city of Xue Shi, there are countless holy lights scattered throughout like flickering fireflies. These are slaves densely packed and seated on the ground, their cultivation at the very least reaching the half-saint level, numbering beyond count.
The city walls were covered in bloodstains.
It was the power of the bloodline that erupted, forming an array light film, which blocked Zhang Ruochin's strike with the two-element king artifact battle sword.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
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That holy king, a slave to the Heavenly Emperor, was struck by the awe-inspiring aura that erupted from the Heaven Prison Emperor. He trembled uncontrollably, prostrating himself in the void and stammering, "I dare not, absolutely not…"
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The Blade Prison King stared intently at the blood vessels on Saint Wang Tiannu's neck. If he weren't worried about Zhang Ruochin reprimanding him, he would have already spoken and drained his blood.
In his view, no matter how strong a slave was, he was just food.
What is the meaning of life ...
Zhang Ruochin was decisive and simultaneously released the Time Saint Image and Space Saint Image. From these two Saint Images, he extracted a drop of dark spacetime matter each.
Two drops of dark spacetime matter, rotating around each other, release strands of black light that twist and entwine.
Releasing two drops of dark spacetime matter at once was extremely dangerous. Zhang Ruochin had never attempted it before, but right now, he had no other choice but to do so.
Then there was a loud boom.
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From afar, it seemed to be swallowed by darkness.
Over three hundred holy realm slaves were thrown out, suffering heavy injuries and unable to get up from the ground.
Zhang Ruochen's feet surged with divine flames, his aura soared into the sky. He slapped upwards with a palm, scattering a sword stream composed of thousands of stone swords.
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"Stop!"
The qilin butterfly stood on the high platform, its mouth emitting a low and long sound.
In mid-air, hundreds of thousands of stone swords ceased their attacks, hanging above Zhang Ruochen's head like a myriad stars.
Zhang Ruochin was fearless. As the controller of time and space, he feared nothing more than an encirclement; this scene wouldn't frighten him at all.
His gaze fell on Qi Die, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Unexpectedly," he said, "it's a Thousand Questions Realm Heavenly Slave."
"Zhang Ruochin, I come from the Demon God Realm, my name is Qi Die, and in the Great Saint Realm, I have cultivated for nine thousand years." Qi Die said. Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!
Zhang Ruochin said, “Nine thousand years of cultivation, only reaching the initial stage of the Thousand Questions Realm,資質 very average. It is impossible to reach the God Realm in a lifetime. No, it is on the edge of demigods, you can't even touch it.”
"I don't want to argue with you, for you are already trapped in a inescapable predicament. Now, I shall merely let you die with some understanding, knowing who it is that brings about your demise." Qidian's voice was soft and weak, bearing the appearance of an aged and decrepit figure.
Zhang Ruchen remained noncommittal and said, "Is that so"
It seems you don't believe me.
The qi-di butterfly emitted a laugh, very eerie, its voice sounding like the wails of a ghost.
"Bring them up here," she said.
Immediately, thirteen Heavenly Slaves, including Jiannan Jie Zun, were escorted by a team of nine Step Saint Kings, kneeling before the high platform after being suppressed.
Zhang Ruochin's gaze swept across the thirteen heavenly slaves from Jiannan Realm.
Upon closer inspection, countless new wounds were discovered on their bodies. Two of them bore particularly horrific injuries: their flesh had been sliced away with each wound, leaving only scraps of blood and flesh upon their skulls, while their bodies had become skeletal remains.
It is apparent that he has been tortured.
"This is the fate of those who take refuge in hell!"
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With a wave of her hand, Qi Die unleashed thirteen streaks of blood mist from her palm. They struck the thirteen Heavenly Slaves of Jiannan Realm.
Suddenly, the thirteen slaves all let out heart-wrenching screams. Their bones gradually melted away, unable to support their bodies, and they slumped to the ground.
The blood mist unleashed by Qi Die possesses the power to corrode bones.
Those who are engulfed in the blood mist suffer, with their life force becoming a measure of their torment. The stronger the being, the longer they endure the bone-chilling agony, which persists until death itself claims them.
Zhang Ruchen's eyes were ice-cold.
He was about to make a move, but as soon as his foot left the ground, countless blood-colored lines appeared beneath him, like thousands of tentacles, pulling at his feet.
There are a total of 30,000 blood lines controlled by 30,000 cultivators at the Saint Realm.
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Here's the translation:"Splash." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Zhang Ruochin's feet lifted a little higher.
The bloodlines awakened, surging to a hundred thousand, controlled by a hundred thousand Saint Realm cultivators.
The cultivation and combat power of the Great Saint are indeed far superior to other Saints.
But, too many ants can also kill an elephant.
Moreover, Saint Realm cultivators are far too powerful compared to ants. They are like scorpions, wasps, and centipedes... Don't even talk about ten million, even one million, if they are well-prepared, they have the ability to kill a Great Saint.
The trap that Qidian set up in Xue Shi Ancient City wasn't only participated by 10 million Saint Realm cultivators, but a whopping one million.
Zhang Ruochin saw that Qi Die was the center of this entire arrangement and said, "You broke through the mental force seal"
"You're actually able to see that, so it seems you're not as stupid as I thought."
The spirit butterfly released its spiritual power, and a saintly aura manifested behind it. Hundreds upon thousands of blood rivers appeared, converging into a crimson butterfly dozens of meters long.
The body of the butterfly is in the shape of a qilin.
Zhang Ruchen said, "To see through the Sword South Realm Heavenly Slaves' actions is to serve me. Without powerful mental energy, you can't do it. To arrange bloodline arrays and bloodline traps without a strong mental energy backing you up is also impossible to set up. It wasn't difficult to guess that you broke through your mental energy seal. I'm just curious, how did you do it"
“My spiritual power has reached the sixty-sixth level, but I've always concealed it, only showing a strength of sixty levels. You deities of the Hell Realm are too foolish to notice this at all. Therefore, the spirit seal placed upon me was easily broken by me.” Qi Die’s eyes revealed a contemptuous smile.
Zhang Ruochin furrowed his brows deeply and said, "Tasks like sealing celestial slaves are usually done by demigods or pseudo-gods. Most of their mental power is below seventy ranks, so it's very possible that you could deceive them."
In the vacuum of space, Dao Yu Huang snatched the Holy King's slave and roared, “Damn thing, you dared to collude with those slaves and deceive this emperor. Do you believe that I would drain your blood right now After the Hunt of Heaven War ends, I will lead the undead blood clan army and drain the blood of all living beings in Jiannan Realm.”
"This matter shouldn't concern him, it was Qidie who tampered with his memory. Dao Yu Huang, don't waste time on him, come with me and break the Blood Rune formation first to save Zhang Ruoxu before we talk about anything else."
They quickly formed a formation, with Luo Fu at the center. They released their spiritual energy and channeled it into the Yin Shen Lian.
"Wow!"
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Luo Fu's hand gently pushed.
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However, the Qilin Butterfly is a huge variable. Its mental power is too great and could pose a fatal threat to Zhang Ruochen.
Only by breaking through this layer of defense light film can Zhang Ruochin move freely and avoid being trapped inside.
"This Rakshasa princess, she is truly remarkable."
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The Blade Emperor looked at the sky full of holy corpses, and put away his disdain. He drew his battle sword and joined the offensive against the enemy camp.
"Bang bang."
A cacophony of booming sounds echoed from all directions around the ancient Snowstone City.
Qi Die raised her head and glanced at him, her face slightly changing color. She said, “Make a move, as quickly as possible, and kill Zhang Ruochin.”
Within the ancient city, on the ground, a great expanse of blood light shone.
Millions of blood veins, like venomous snakes, surged rapidly toward Zhang Ruochin at the center.
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Even as you face death, you remain oblivious.
Zhang Ruochin gently shook his head and slapped his gourd with his palm.
The Zijin gourd flew up, and one by one, great saints of the Undead Blood Clan emerged from it. Each burst forth with an awe-inspiring holy might, like divine soldiers descending from heaven, charging in all directions.
There are over six hundred great saints here.
This includes figures like sato Rokkō, Yue Tinghai, Yixuan Dasheng, and Gu Chenzi, all powerful cultivators at the peak of the Hundred Bindings Realm.
In the ancient city of Xueshi, besides Qidie, all were cultivators below the level of a Great Saint.
If the Great Saints of the Undying Blood Clan hadn't entered the Blood Rune Formation's light membrane, they could have resisted based on their arrangements within the Stone City.
But Qi Die, being too clever for his own good, ended up falling victim to his own cunning. He wanted to kill Zhang Ruochin, but unexpectedly, he brought the powerful army of the Immortal Blood Clan's great saints into the city.
"So many Sacred Realm slaves, excellent."
"Just a few bloodlines, you think they can stop this Saint You're all too naive."
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An army composed of over 600 great saints is a terrifying force wherever it's deployed.
The slaves of Xueshi Ancient City, they were slaughtered by them, their ranks collapsing and fleeing in disarray.
This is a massacre and a harvest. Qi Die and the celestial slaves did indeed set up all sorts of schemes, but they are facing not one Great Saint, but an army of Great Saints.
Qi Die's teeth trembled, a fierce light blazed in her eyes, and a piercing sonic wave erupted from her mouth.
Wherever the sound waves spread, every Immortal Blood Clan Great Saint immediately clutched their heads in agony, plummeting from mid-air. They tumbled on the ground, their spirit and soul severely wounded.
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, a spatial barrier formed around Qi Die's position, blocking all the sound waves that were spreading outwards.
The sound waves reversed and surged back, striking Qidian Butterfly itself.
"The power of space."
Qi Die sensed this, immediately stopped the sonic and psychic attacks, and retreated her body into the spiritual energy holy form, merging with it as one.
The scarlet butterfly of spiritual power, a holy image, let out a long howl: "Zhang Ruochin, I want you to die without a place to be buried."
Zhang Ruochin had broken free from the blood patterns and appeared on a platform below Qi Die. He looked at the thirteen Heavenly Slaves of Jiannan Realm, whose bones were melting away. Not only did their bones turn into pus, but even their flesh and blood were corroded.
They were all screaming, enduring unspeakable agony.
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Upon hearing this, the thirteen celestial slaves who were in unbearable pain all broke into smiles.
"Sizzle!"
Zhang Ruochin waved his arm and unleashed the Pure Extinction Divine Fire, burning the thirteen of them to ashes.
It's too late, there's nothing we can do to save them.
Instead of continuing to suffer and be tortured, give them a quick death.
As for the idea of preserving their holy souls or something like that, Zhang Ruochin didn't even think about it. After all, the gods of Hell wanted him to be a sword.
If a blade is too soft, too dull to even kill a slave, what right does it have to be called a god's sword
If he wants more resources, if he wants to become powerful quickly, if he wants to walk the path of a saint, right now, he has to be this sword.
Zhang Ruochin raised his face, looking at the crimson butterfly in mid-air. His eyes were filled with killing intent.
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With his wings unfurled, he took to the sky. His left arm formed a seal, and ten phantom azure dragons, each inscribed with a swastika symbol, appeared, unleashing a thunderous dragon roar. He struck out with a palm strike towards his target.e Changjin narrowed his eyes, gazing at the half-skull mask on Zhang Ruochin's face. He sensed something amiss, and his suspicions grew with each passing thought."Wow!"The blade of light cut through t...