Eternal God Emperor Chapter 932Chapter 932: Bloodshed
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Zhang Ruochen's eyes twitched. He instantly understood Murong Yue. "So you're saying that I should transform into the Blood Dragon Prince, go to the Blood G.o.d Sect, and submit to Discipline King Haiming?"
Murong Yue stood beside Zhang Ruochen. Her slight frame swelled in the right places. Showing her graceful figure, she nodded. Her eyes shone. "Discipline King Haiming is the most powerful of the Blood G.o.d Sect. With a grandmaster like this, the Blood Dragon Prince will definitely have a high status in the Blood G.o.d Sect.
"Plus, with the Blood Dragon Prince's cultivation, Disciple King Haiming probably hadn't met him many times. This way, you don't have to worry about exposing yourself."
Zhang Ruochen nodded and took another glance at Murong Yue. He had to admit that it definitely wasn't a coincidence for this woman to become the young master of the Black Market Excellence Hall. She thought carefully and was very wise. She was a much-needed talent.
"Of course, the Blood Dragon Prince needs a reason to submit to Discipline King Haiming, like the Blood Dragon Hall being wiped out."
Murong Yue's lips curled into a mesmerizing smile. Then cold murder flashed past her eyes as she scanned the Blood Dragon Hall members outside the mansion. If the Blood Dragon Hall was destroyed, the Blood Dragon Prince could logically enter the Blood G.o.d Sect to search for Disciple King Haiming.
Coincidentally, the opportunity was right before them.
Zhang Ruochen and Murong Yue discussed for a bit and quickly planned something.
The Blood Dragon Prince's injuries had mostly recovered. He'd clearly used some recovery medicine.
At the moment, he stood in the center of the street outside the mansion. His eyes were dark. With his arms behind his back, he ordered, "Continue attacking. Destroy the defensive formation at all costs and cut the people inside into thousands of pieces."
The Yuan Mansion was the Blood Dragon Hall's territory. As the young lord, he'd been beaten up by a monk, had his slaves stolen away, and had many disciples disabled. He was humiliated. How could he not come for revenge?
By using Zhang Ruochen as an example, no one else would dare to go up against him in the future.
With the Blood Dragon Prince's order, the three elders of the Blood Dragon Hall poured their Holy Qi into their respective saint weapons. They attacked the defensive formation once again.
The defensive formation was extremely strong. Even with the three saints working together, it would still take a while to destroy. On the other hand, the ground outside the mansion started cracking. The cracks spread quickly as well. A trench appeared on the street.
The Blood Dragon Hall's large scale movement alerted the Black Market. Countless eyes were looking in this direction. Many Monks sighed inwardly.
"Three of the nine elders have arrived. There's also the infamous Blood Dragon Guard. They've really sent out so many strong cultivators. It seems that many people will be ma.s.sacred today."
"I've said long ago that the Blood Dragon Prince is a vengeful person. He won't just let it go."
After all, the Blood Dragon Hall was a considerable force. In the Yuan Mansion, they held their ground as a sinister sect. This was why the Monks of the Black Market thought that the people hiding inside the mansion would definitely die.
Zhang Ruochen stood at the top of the tower. He looked calm and handsome. Pressing two fingers together, he summoned the Abyss Ancient Sword with a whoosh.
The Abyss Ancient Sword hovered above Zhang Ruochen. It shone with black light and threw the entire mansion into darkness. Perhaps due to Zhang Ruochen's overly-powerful Sword Intent, hundreds of Sword Qi shadows appeared in the surrounding air.
The Abyss Ancient Sword rushed into the sky. It streaked out of the defensive formation and flew out. It swept past and crashed against the three saint weapons from the three Blood Dragon Hall elders. There was instantly a deafening metallic clash.
The three saint weapons were all Hundred-pattern Saint Weapons. How could they block the Abyss Ancient Sword?
There were three explosions.
The three saint weapons all cracked in half. Then the Abyss Ancient Sword melted them into metallic liquid that melded into the sword. The sword's surface shone with three layers of light. When the glow dissipated, dozens more patterns were added to the sword.
"My Emerald Spirit Bracelet."
"I'm so angry! It destroyed my Golden Cloud Sword."
Seeing the three saint weapons get destroyed, the three elders were furious. After all, they only had one saint weapon each. They'd worked practically their entire lives for them.
Half of their lives' efforts were wasted in one strike. How could they not be furious?
One elder threw all caution to the wind. He activated his Holy Qi to form a handprint and slapped it forward. However, the backlash from the defensive formation made him spit out blood. He had to retreat again.
Zhang Ruochen put his Abyss Ancient Sword back. Gathering enough Qi, he said with a mysterious tone and the language of a monk, "I only broke your saint weapons just then. If you still do not retreat, do not blame me if I destroy the Blood Dragon Hall."
Since many people mistook him for a monk, he went with it. This way, he could further his disguise.
The Blood Dragon Prince shook from anger. His originally-handsome face was now twisted. "You arrogant fool. If you're really that skilled, then try and see if you can destroy the Blood Dragon Hall."
Since Zhang Ruochen had reached his goal, he didn't have to waste his breath with the Blood Dragon Prince. What was the point of talking more with someone who would die soon?
Zhang Ruochen released Blackie from the scroll world. "This is your chance to make up for your mistake."
"Don't worry. They're just a group of ants to me." Blackie was very confident. It glanced at the Blood Dragon Prince and three elders with disdain in its eyes.
"Remember, everyone can die, but the Blood Dragon Prince must stay alive," Zhang Ruochen reminded.
Other than Blackie, 36 Half-Saint battle corpses also flew out of the Universe Spiritual Map. They stood behind Blackie.
The 36 battle corpses had only been refined once. They had the combat abilities of a first level Half-Saint. Of course, they were more than enough against these Blood Dragon Hall cultivators.
Under Blackie's control, the 36 Half-Saint battle corpses split into four teams of nine. They rushed out of the mansion and charged into the Blood Dragon Hall's camp. Three groups attacked the three elders while another group went to clean out the Monks.
The three elders were all low-level Half-Saints and had lost their saint weapons, so their combat abilities were greatly reduced. Thus, they had no chance of escaping from the siege of nine Half-Saint battle corpses.
Pained cries kept sounding from the street. Large ma.s.ses of Blood Dragon Hall cultivators fell down each moment, turning into cold corpses.
The Blood Dragon Prince was terrified. "How can there be so many Half-Saints? No, not Half-Saints. They're Half-Saint battle corpses. Perhaps… Are they monks of the Death Zen Sect?"
Thinking of this, the Blood Dragon Prince shuddered. He looked to the top of the tower at Zhang Ruochen, despair filling his eyes. No matter how powerful the Blood Dragon Hall was, it was nothing compared to the Death Zen Sect.
"The Blood Dragon Hall has made a mistake. They actually angered an evil monk of the Death Zen Sect. They'll probably be wiped out."
"The Blood Dragon Hall is indeed cruel, but it's just child's play compared to the Death Zen Sect. They're nothing."
"The Blood Dragon Prince is looking for death."
The Blood Dragon Prince wasn't the only one thinking like this. The other evil Monks of the Black Market all thought that Zhang Ruochen, Sikong One, and Sikong Two were from the Death Zen Sect.
Of course, this was what Zhang Ruochen wanted. He wanted everyone to put their attention on the Death Zen Sect.
Wasn't it normal for the Death Zen Sect to destroy the Blood Dragon Hall?
The Blood Dragon Prince was shocked. He turned to escape and quickly broke out of the Black Market. He prepared to flee back to the Blood Dagon Hall. Due to Zhang Ruochen's previous order, Blackie didn't stop him. It let the prince escape.
Staring at the Blood Dragon Prince's back, Zhang Ruochen turned to Murong Yue. "I'll hand this to you. I heard that the Lord of the Blood Dragon Hall is a very powerful and sinister man. Don't let him escape."
"Lord, don't worry. I won't leave anyone alive."
With that, Murong Yue led the dozens of elders to pursue the Blood Dragon Prince. They hurried toward Blood Dragon Hall.
Zhang Ruochen didn't actually like bloodshed. He wouldn't start killing unless he had no other choice. But today, because of his one order, a vast force would be destroyed. He felt something in his heart.
Blackie's right. I'm too soft at times. Someone like me needs to have more people like Murong Yue around to kill for me and do things that I resent but must. Zhang Ruochen sighed inwardly.