God Emperor

Of course, Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to continue fighting. Yan Huangtu was too resilient. It had been hit so many times by the Violet Gourd, but it hadn’t hurt him at all.

Zhang Ruochen probably had to use the Power of Time to destroy Yan Huangtu’s lifespan. Or Zhang Ruochen could use the Divine Purification Flame to refine it slowly. Only then would he have a chance to kill Yan Huangtu.

However, the Nine Dragons Divine Marks on the Royal Divine Bone in his body could resist the erosion of the Power of Time. Even if he stood still, it would take a lot of effort and time for Zhang Ruochen to kill him with the Power of Time. It was not an easy task.

As for refining Yan Huangtu with the Divine Purification Flame, it would take even more time.

In other words, with Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation, he could not kill Yan Huangtu.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen had come to the Yanluo clan’s home planet to take the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill and continue to fight with Yan Huangtu. It was harmful to him and not beneficial.

RUSTLE!

The fragrance of flowers drifted into the copper temple.

Beautiful spiritual flowers bloomed at the temple’s entrance, beneath Yan Zhexian’s feet, and soon covered the entire copper temple.

Not only were the spiritual flowers runes, but even the fragrance of the flowers were runes as well.

I can’t stay here any longer. Yan Huangtu has the help of dozens of Supreme Saint Talisman Masters. He is at the advantage now.’ Zhang Ruochen thought as he gazed at Dracopent’s statues in the center of the temple. The Buddhist light in the bronze temple was emitted from a round ancient mirror on Dracopent’s chest.

The ancient mirror was only the size of a palm, and its surface was full of light and colors.

As a Master of Space, Zhang Ruochen had sensed a strange Power of Dimension fluctuation from the ancient mirror when he stepped into the bronze temple. The Precepts of Dimension around the ancient mirror were distorted.

“I’ll leave first. I’ll fight again in the future,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen moved quickly and rushed toward the ancient Buddhist light mirror. At the same time, his body shrank rapidly.

“Where are you going?”

Yan Huangtu shot out and chased after Zhang Ruochen. He raised his arm and activated some of the Supreme Inscription on the Scepter of Heaven’s Pass, emitting a blinding saint light.

This attack was aimed at stopping Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen continued to rush toward the Buddhist light ancient mirror, the illusory image of the Scepter of Heaven’s Pass would definitely strike him. If he was hit by the Supreme Artifact, Zhang Ruochen would be heavily injured even if he didn’t die.

Once Yan Huangtu forced Zhang Ruochen back and fell into the sea of flowers runes, he would naturally have more ways to deal with him.

It could be said that the angle and speed of this attack contained everything that Yan Huangtu had learned all his life. It wasn’t a saint technique, but it was more terrifying than a saint technique.

“If I wanted to leave, you won’t be able to keep me,” said Zhang Ruochen.

A black-light flew out of Zhang Ruochen’s hand and landed on Yan Huangtu’s chest with a whoosh.

The black light was from the black parasol of Class Two Regal Artifact that Zhang Ruochen kept in his sleeve. This attack was like a sword in his sleeve. It had an unexpected effect.

Yan Huangtu frowned. He quickly changed the direction of his attack. The Scepter of Heaven’s Pass struck the black parasol accurately.

The black parasol exploded, turning into pieces of iron cloth and metal shards.

The Class Two Regal Artifact was very weak in front of the Supreme Artifact. It couldn’t withstand a single blow.

When Yan Huangtu looked up again, Zhang Ruochen had already rushed into the ancient Buddhist light mirror.

Entering the mirror was like jumping into the water.

Yan Zhexian stared at the bronze statue and said worriedly, “Zhang Ruochen broke in after Que and Lan Ying. Yan Wushen can’t handle them alone. We…”.

Yan Huangtu interrupted her, “Zhang Ruochen and Lan Ying’s main goal is to take the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. Under normal circumstances, they won’t attack Yan Wushen.

“Besides, with Yan Wushen’s intelligence and strength, he’ll definitely have a way to deal with it. We don’t need to worry.

“On the contrary, when we send a large group of people in, Zhang Ruochen, Lan Ying, and Que will sense danger. They’ll definitely turn around and deal with the Yanluo clan first. This isn’t good.”

Yan Zhexian felt that Yan Huangtu’s point made sense. She nodded slightly and said, “In that case, we’ll set up more powerful runes and arrays in this copper temple. It’s best to seal all three of them inside until the Celestial- Hunting Festival ends.”

The 62 Supreme Saint Talisman Masters, including Yan Zhexian, and a large group of Yanluo Clan Array Masters gathered outside the copper temple and began to carve inscriptions.