Chapter 1689 - Emperor Above

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Zhang Ruochen smiled. He didn’t look down on the other or act arrogant. As if it was insignificant, he just said, “You’re too ignorant!”

“What did you say?”

Heavy murderous intent rolled off of Yu Wenjing.

“I said that you’re ignorant,” Zhang Ruochen said. “You think I’m still in the Saint Realm and you can stop my spatial power with the divine bone?”

Boom!

Zhang Ruochen stomped on the ground and the entire space shook. A spatial wave rippled in all directions.

The 12 divine bones floating in the temple all trembled as if they were going to fly away.

Yu Wenjing’s expression changed slightly. He hurriedly moved his Holy Qi into 12 beams of Holy Qi that flew toward the 12 bones. The bones grew bigger and bigger. Large amounts of runes and rule patterns emerged.

“Twelve Palace Divine Formation.”

The 12 divine bones started spinning, forming a huge whirlpool. Different types of power intertwined in the whirlpool and strong ripples burst forth.

From a distance, it was as if a thick tornado shot out of the temple.

Zhang Ruochen found this strange. “He actually carved formation runes on the divine bones and used the formation to activate the rules inside the bone, borrowing power from the world. The Formation Saint Master who made this formation is very advanced!”

Gods had an infinite number of rules within their bodies. Even one divine bone contained countless rules. A Saint King could only gaze in respect.

However, after a god died, the rules in their bones would fall silent too.

Using formation runes to activate the rules was a very advanced technique. Only top ancient sects could do it.

With divine bones as the foundation, the formation created definitely had limitless power and could be used to suppress a void world.

This formation was what the leader of an ancient sect in the Yin and Yang Sect gave to Yu Wenjing when he’d become the godly disciple. The sect leader placed great hope in him.

“Now, do you still think that my 12 divine bones can’t restrict your spatial power?” Yu Wenjing asked.

“It can’t.” Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

“You won’t give up until the end.”

Yu Wenjing was furious. He pointed at Zhang Ruochen.

The 12 divine bones seemed to come to life. Like 12 divine monsters, they released dense Rules of Saintly Way. They wove into a huge ball of light and flew toward Zhang Ruochen.

There were at least 3,000 Rules of Saintly Way inside the ball.

Zhang Ruochen clenched his fists and activated the power of the Fire God Armor Boxing Glove. His right hand turned into a blinding fireball and he punched.

Boom!

The ball of light was shattered. The power exploded and not even Zhang Ruochen’s fingers were hurt.

He charged at Yu Wenjing and raised his fist. Fire poured out.

“Zhang Ruochen is only a third step Saint King. How can he be so powerful?”

Yu Wenjing clenched his teeth. All of his meridians whooshed with flowing water and the 12 divine bones spun even faster.

More than 400 rules poured out of each divine bone. Like 12 rivers, they gathered before him, transforming into a millstone-sized divine print.

The divine print flew out and hit Zhang Ruochen’s fist.

Kaboom!

Yu Wenjing couldn’t block that power and fell back.

However, that divine print didn’t explode. It remained hovering before him.

He stared at the man with flaming fists in extreme shock. How is this possible? I was still forced back by him.

With Yu Wenjing’s level as a fourth step Saint King, he could unleash the power of a peak sixth step Saint King with the Twelve Palace Divine Formation created from the 12 divine bones. He’d been confident in suppressing Zhang Ruochen.

But...

Zhang Ruochen’s flaming boxing gloves were too powerful. They were like a horrible attack weapon. Probably only a seventh step Saint King could suppress him.

“What other tricks do you have?” Zhang Ruochen asked. “Use them all!”

Yu Wenjing obviously wasn’t satisfied with being repressed by a third step Saint King. Eyes growing cold, he said, “Fine. I’ll let you see today how strong the godly disciple of the Truth Godly Palace is.”

“Form of Truth, Emperor Above.”

Yu Wenjing dispersed the divine print. He stood up straight and put his hands together. A great number of Rules of Truth shot out of his head, becoming one with the sky. The rules of the world grew active too.

Above his head, a yellow-brown cloud of Qi was formed. It was like an independent sky.

Zhang Ruochen felt invisible yet strong power press down on him. Expression growing serious, he mumbled to himself, “Is this the legendary Form of Truth?”

Regular cultivators could only comprehend the Rules of Truth after cultivating the Way of Truth. They could improve one’s combat abilities and their understanding of the Saintly Way, perfecting the structure of their Saintly Way.

Only godly disciples of the Truth Godly Palace could cultivate the Form of Truth.

The four forms were “Emperor Above,””Earth Below,””Endless Starry Sky” and “Boundless Universe.” Each one was more powerful than the last.

Even the lowest Emperor Above could definitely defeat all opponents in the same realm.

“Zhang Ruochen, you should be content to die under my Form of Truth!”

Yu Wenjing raised his arms. Dense lightning formed instantly in the yellow-brown cloud above his head like dancing dragons and snakes. They crushed down on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Time and Space Secret Guide and clenched it.

He waved it in the sky. The pages flipped quickly with whooshing sounds.

It was a breeze!

But each breeze could tear a crack in the space. Finally, the breeze turned into a strong spatial crack tornado. It tore apart the yellow-brown sky above Yu Wenjing’s head.

No...no... Impossible. How can he still use spatial power even with the 12 divine bones and Form of Truth restricting him?

Yu Wenjing couldn’t accept this scene. It was beyond his understanding. He’d cultivated hard for 300 years before succeeding with the Form of Truth “Emperor Above,” but it was still destroyed by a cultivator weaker than him. One could imagine how hard of a hit this was.

Zhang Ruochen unleashed extreme speed. He attacked Yu Wenjing’s chest with his flaming fists.

Thud!

Yu Wenjing quickly activated the 12 divine bones again. He held up a divine print and countered Zhang Ruochen.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Zhang Ruochen punched aggressively. Each hit made Yu Wenjing retreat. His Qi and blood rumbled and his organs were about to be ripped apart.

Is this guy possessed by a war god? I can’t stop him at all.

Yu Wenjing was forced to summon the eight pythons back.

These eight golden pythons were all wilderness mutants and in the Saint King Realm.

They wrapped around his body and each one spat out a Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon. They activated the complete power and smashed toward Zhang Ruochen.

Boom, boom!

Zhang Ruochen’s fists were aggressive. Divine Fire Jingmie kept pouring out, smashing all the Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons into pieces of scrap metal.

Yu Wenjing was frightened. He knew that he would die without a doubt if he continued fighting. Thus, he collected the 12 divine bones. Without bringing the collapsed Blue Fang with, he fled the temple.

Zhang Ruochen’s voice sounded behind him. “You’ll only die faster without the formation from the 12 divine bones.”

His voice sounded in Yu Wenjing’s ears as if it was a shadow.

Boom!

Zhang Ruochen’s fist transformed into a dozen-meter-wide fireball. It caught up to Yu Wenjing and hit his back. The eight pythons wanted to save him, but they were killed by the fist strength instantly. Their bodies exploded into bits of flesh.

Yu Wenjing was covered in sweat. “King Yan!” he yelled. “Queen Lian, save me!”

His voice spread through the Tao Garden.

At the same time, he activated all of his defensive treasures.

Kaboom!

The flaming fist fell down and Yu Wenjing was sent flying. He hit a yard outside the temple like a rocket.

The instant he landed in the yard, he activated the Tao in the Five Elements Soil.

With a boom, his body was split into a rain of blood by a beam of white light.

A godly disciple died like this. His corpse was gone and his soul was scattered.

When Zhang Ruochen reached the outside of the temple and saw this scene, his lips couldn’t help but quiver. “The Tao in the Five Elements Soil is truly terrifying. I can’t touch it.”

He collected the 12 divine bones and returned to the temple. Zhang Ruochen stared at Blue Fang. “Are King Yan and Queen Lian nearby?”

“Yes. Are you afraid now?’

Blue Fang pushed himself up and laughed coldly.

“King Yan and Queen Lian are indeed incredible figures,” Zhang Ruochen said. “But I’m not afraid of them.”

“You killed a godly disciple in the God-Naming Platform. Do you know the consequences if this news spreads? If you’re not afraid of King Yan and Queen Lian, are you unafraid of the Truth Godly Palace too?”

Without warning, Zhang Ruochen slammed Blue Fang with a palm.

Kaboom!

The space before his palm caved in. Blue Fang was torn apart by the space. He cracked open like porcelain.

Even with the godly patterns protecting him, he still couldn’t block the spatial power.

Blue Fang was a junior that even gods thought highly of. Who knew if he had other powerful hidden cards that could threaten Zhang Ruochen’s life?

He had to kill top talents like Blue Fang with speedy and unexpected techniques. Otherwise, with Blue Fang’s willpower, he might attack desperately before death or even deactivate his saint source.

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeve and picked up the words on the ground.

These words formed a piece of armor in his palm.

He didn’t study this word armor now. He put it into his spatial ring and flew toward the hand-shaped tree. Zhang Ruochen put the two Absolute Complete Fruits into his divine tree container.

“What a pity. Yu Wenjing and Blue Fang’s bodies already turned to ash. I wonder if the three fruits were on them.” Zhang Ruochen sighed.

“Hey, is this...”

Zhang Ruochen stared at the tree’s trunk.

He saw a small turtle shell shard embedded in the wood.

It had been embedded there for countless years and had already become part of the tree. If not for Zhang Ruochen’s close inspection, he wouldn’t have noticed it at all.

“Amazing, amazing.”

In the distance, the Amazing Little Taoist’s eyes gleamed. He yelled twice and ran toward the saint tree, wanting to take away the embedded turtle shell shard