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Chapter 361 Blood Mist Rises

    

not too loudly, the sound muffled.But, the sound of his wood-bound was layered upon layer, spreading throughout the entire Kunlun Realm. The sound could propagate to such a vast place, not because Zh...Without another word, Zhang Ruochin launched another attack. **Read the full chapter here.**

The spirit shadow of the Martial Soul merged almost completely with Zhang Ruichen's body. Threads of heaven and earth spiritual energy converged, and with a single palm strike, it unleashed an attack power nine times stronger.

Nine surging waves of energy, like ripples in water, one after another, converged in front of Zhang Ruochin's palm, forming a six-meter-long phantom of an elephant.

As the power of the palm strike went out, a roar of a ferocious beast rang out, shaking the underground chamber, causing chunks of stone to fall.

Hua Qingye had to take it seriously. He spread his legs, bent his knees slightly, and assumed a horse stance, throwing out a punch.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated Zhang Ruochin's current strength. The divine statue phantom was like a small mountain as it collided with him. Just from the first clash, he was once again sent flying backward, blood surging within his body and his true qi in his meridians becoming chaotic.

"Amazingly strong"

Actually, Hua Qingye's strength is quite formidable, able to enter the Fish-Dragon Realm. He certainly isn't a weakling It's just that he lost an arm, causing his combat power to drop significantly.

Previously, he had been ambushed and injured by Zhang Ruochin, causing a significant drop in his combat power.

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With his current strength, he's probably about 30% of what he was at his peak.

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Zhang Ruochin continued to attack, his sword flashing as he slashed towards Hua Qingye's head.

Zhang Ruochin, do you think you're the only one with a Martial Soul

Hua Qingye's heart was filled with fury as he was being beaten by a younger disciple of the Heavenly Extreme Realm. He released his own martial soul in response.

He relied on his status and never used the power of his Martial Soul.

Zhang Ruochin raised both arms, his hands parting as if opening a door to another space before him.

That was a rift in space, within which mist swirled. The power emanating from it seemed capable of consuming everything in the world.

For just a moment, the space rift swallowed up Huá Qīngyè's fist power.

Zhang Ruochin wanted to press his advantage and eliminate Hua Qingye through spatial fissures.

He pushed both hands forward, and under the impetus of his strength, a spatial rift slashed towards Hua Qingye.

Hua Qingye had nearly been caught by the spatial rift before, so he was naturally more cautious now. With a flash of his body, he dodged past it in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing the destructive power of the space rift, Hua Qingye was astonished and exclaimed, "Zhang Ruochin, what kind of martial arts technique are you using Why can it tear apart space"

"If you can defeat me, then naturally you will know the answer." Zhang Ruochin said.

Hua Qingye's face darkened, and he said, "You think this old man can't really cure you"

Hua Qingye's hand moved in his bosom, taking out a small, exquisite bronze bell. The bell was only about three inches high, its surface engraved with mysterious patterns that emitted a faint chill.

Seeing that small bronze bell, Zhang Ruochin felt a bad premonition.

As Hua Qingye injected his true qi into the small bell, activating its inscription, the bell gradually grew larger. Starting at three inches high, it eventually reached a towering three meters, transforming into a colossal ancient bell.

"Wow!"

A purple light burst from the ancient bell, forming an eerie power that suppressed Zhang Ruochin's martial soul.

Hua Qingye held the huge ancient bell in his palm and smiled, "Zhang Ruichen, this ancient bell is a tenth-grade Zhenwu treasure called the Soul-Striking Bell. It's specialized in attacking warriors' souls. Since your soul power is strong, this old man wants to see if you can withstand the Soul-Striking Bell's attack."

As they were speaking, Hua Qingye raised his Soul-Striking Bell and attacked Zhang Ruochu.

The Soul Bell spun incessantly, emitting a buzzing sound as it charged towards Zhang Ruochin's martial soul.

Zhang Ruochin didn't engage Hua Qingye in a direct confrontation. He used his supernatural powers and fled.

The Soul Striking Bell is specially designed to deal with martial souls. If Zhang Ruochin continues to fight Hua Qingye, he will definitely suffer a heavy loss.

"Wow!"

After breaking through to the Heavenly Extremity Realm, Zhang Ruchen displayed the Wind-Riding Dragon Shadow technique, and his speed increased dramatically.

After all, Wind-Riding Dragon Shadow is a high-grade spiritual-rank body technique. Only martial artists at the Heavenly Extreme Realm can fully unleash its true power.

Zhang Ruochin at this moment, was like a voidwalker suspended in mid-air, each step landed on nothingness, with both feet never touching the ground.

Of course, he isn't flying now. He's using his martial arts skills to cleverly harness the wind and achieve a brief period of running in the void.

Only by becoming a demigod can one truly achieve the ability to fly without relying on any external forces.

Such a realm, Zhang Ruochin was still far from it.

Zhang Ruochen didn't even turn around. He simply swung the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword backhanded, meeting the Soul-Crushing Bell head-on.o the Hades, the painting obviously no longer exists.""What's your guess""I wonder," the curious Wu-Wei lamp asked.Zhang Ruochin turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the Mar Temple. The...