God Emperor

“What’s the reason?’ Zhang Ruochen wondered.

Zhang Ruochen immediately realized that it was not a coincidence that a Divine beast was sleeping inside the home planet of the Ghost.

Intergold Tiger said, “It seems that you didn’t know.”

“Please enlighten me, Senior.” Zhang Ruochen requested.

“You have fused with the Apex Intergold Qi, and you are only qualified to see me,” Intergold Tiger said. “I’ve also got a test for you. If you pass the test and come back here to see me, I’ll tell you everythin

Zhang Ruochen frowned. He could not figure out what Intergold Tiger meant.

‘Test? What test?” Zhang Ruochen thought.

Zhang Ruochen was about to ask what benefits he would get if he passed the test.

However, Intergold Tiger said first, “You should ask what my test is first. Because if you can’t pass my test, you are not qualified to know what you will get.”

Did Intergold Tiger just see through Zhang Ruochen’s thoughts?

Three days ago, Mad Whitejade Lion was attacked by Ye Changzai and the Four-eyed Ghost Emperor. He was the most severely injured. Luckily, he could escape. Otherwise, he would have died on the home planet of the Ghost.

Mistress Fireborn was injured by Supreme Saint Yanhong. She was no longer as charming and energetic as before. Her beautiful face was stained with blood and her aura was much weaker than when she was at her pinnacle. The injuries in her body could not be healed in a short period.

Mistress Fireborn regretted participating in this operation, she said, “More than half of the souls on the Ghost’s home planet have been destroyed. They have lost their ability to compete in this Battle of Celestial-Hunting. Why must we destroy the souls on the last continent? I agree with Mad Whitejade

Lion. We should retreat now.”

Pan Ruo’s gaze was cold. She immediately shook her head and said, “No, we haven’t found Zhang Ruochen yet.”

“Supreme Saint Yanhong said that he died in the depths of the Ghost’s home planet. It can’t be fake,” Mistress Fireborn said.

She had fought with Supreme Saint Yanhong before and knew how terrifying she was. Even a cultivator at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm couldn’t last more than a few rounds. Even if Zhang Ruochen could turn the sky upside down, he would probably die.

Pan Ruo said, “Impossible! The Ampliofruit, the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, and the gourd weren’t with Supreme Saint Yanhong, This means that she did not see Zhang Ruochen’s body at all. This is just her own speculation.

“Other than the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill on Que’s hands, what else is more precious than Zhang Ruochen’s corpse in the Battle of Celestial-Huntingfield?

“Are you willing to return empty-handed?”

Supreme Saint Yuan Fei’s face turned slightly pale, he advised, “Your Highness, I can understand your feelings. I also want to get Zhang Ruochen’ss treasures. I want to find out what’s so great inside the Ghost’s home planet? However, we’re all heavily injured now.

“There are close to 100 Ghost’s Supreme Saints gathered on the last continent of their home planet. There are also two Supreme Artifacts protecting it. Even if we’re at our best, we won’t be able to win if we force our way in.