God Emperor Chapter 2289 - Warlord Mara Attaining the Great Perfection

Chapter 2289: Warlord Mara Attaining the Great Perfection

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Zhang Ruochen caused a huge sensation and become the focus of attention when snatching two Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills.
“How dare he snatched a Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill straight from Wu Jiang’s fingertips!”
“Who would have thought that Zhang Ruochen will be the biggest winner?”
“The gourd in Zhang Ruochen’s hand is really suitable to snatch the pills. He succeed because he had this advantage that others don’t, not because of his cultivation. ”
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So far, the only cultivators who had successfully taken Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills were Lan Ying, Luo Shengtian, and Zhang Ruochen.
Needless to say, Lan Ying and Luo Shengtian were well-known in Infernal Court. They were the pace-setters of this generation. However, each of them had only taken one Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.
Zhang Ruochen, despite being a Neverwilt Realm cultivator, had snatched two pills in a row. Hence, people were jealous.
Even Yan Wusheng — who was as famous as Zhang Ruochen — was still fighting hard. He hadn’t even secured one Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill yet.
Soon, the cultivators realized that Zhang Ruochen didn’t stop there and found a new target. He rushed toward the Blood Clover’s Elixir Spirit and was jumping between Dimensions at an extremely fast speed.
The main force fighting Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover was the beautiful Supreme Saint Yanhong.
“What is he planning to do? After stealing from Xu and Wu Jiang, he wants to go after Supreme Saint Yanhong’s pill now?”
The cultivators watching the pill snatching competition through the Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms were all stunned. They thought that Zhang Ruochen was audacious.
Was it really good to make enemies everywhere?
At first, everyone had been speculating how Zhang Ruochen would avoid Wu Jiang, Xu, and Supreme Saint Yanhong on the battlefield of Celestial-hunting. However, they had never thought that Zhang Ruochen would take the initiative to attack.
Thousands of miles away, Lan Ying looked in the direction of the Blood Clover’s Elixir Spirit. He snorted and said, “Zhang Ruochen’s combat strength is far from being first place. Yet there should be no dispute that he should win a prize for his courage.”
Hong Futu, whose muscles bulged, stood beside Lan Ying. With a gravelly voice, he said “We’ve only snatched a Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. Why don’t we fight for it? Meanwhile, we could teach this arrogant kid a lesson.”
Lan Ying waved his hand, “That Pink Skull is one of the three candidates for Scioness. She’s smart so she won’t make the same mistake as Xu and Wu Jiang. It won’t be easy for Zhang Ruochen to snatch the pill from her. Besides, it’s just a mere Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill.”
Lan Ying turned around. His eyes shone with divine light as he looked at the five elites — in the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm — from Yanluo clan who were fighting with the Elixir Spirit of Lotus of Divine Reflection.
The Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill was his target.
The weapon used by Supreme Saint Yanhong was a Class five Regal Artifact, a Purple Cauldron.
Hundreds of thousands of Regal Inscriptions surged out of Purple Cauldron and turned into a purple cloud that covered an area of hundreds of miles. The purple cloud churned non-stop and summoned 39 streaks of lightning that were as thick as rivers. They wrapped around the three branches of the Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover tightly and suppressed it.
The other two Supreme Saints in the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm who were fighting for Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill did not dare to get close to the purple cloud and retreated to the side.
“It seems that this Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill is going to be snatched by Supreme Saint Yanhong. I can only snatch a few King Grade Saintwill Pills to make up for the loss.”
The two Supreme Saints in the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm sighed, turned into two beams of light, and flew away quickly.
“At least you know your place.
“Oh no, it’s Zhang Ruochen!”
The smile on Supreme Saint Yanhong’s pale face disappeared. She released even more power to activate Purple Cauldron. She wanted to suppress the Blood Clover’s Elixir Spirit as soon as possible.
Zhang Ruochen held Violet Gourd in his hand and came behind Supreme Saint Yanhong. He said, “How could the number one powerhouse of Bone clan, the top-notch elite among the three candidates for Scioness, not use a Supreme Artifact?”
As he said this, Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and created a Dimensional Rift that was dozens of miles long. He slashed toward the spot between Saint Yanhong and the Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover.
Crack!
The dimension was torn apart. The connection between Saint Yanhong and Purple Cauldron was cut off instantly.
Rumble
Without Supreme Saint Yanhong’s control, Purple Cauldron’s power was greatly reduced. The Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover broke through its suppression and turned into a beam of blood light. It pierced through the thick purple fog and quickly headed toward the six-colored Forest of No Return.
“Zhang Ruochen!”
Supreme Saint Yanhong was about to succeed, but Zhang Ruochen had destroyed her chance. No matter how good her state of mind was, she could no longer control her anger. Her long hair fluttered like willow branches and grew longer. She flew through the air like a blade.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t dare to underestimate her. He released the Spatial Domain and Null Time realm and was ready to activate the power of Dimension and Time.
“Actually, I’m very curious. Is the true form under your skin really pink?” Zhang Ruochen deliberately provoked Supreme Saint Yanhong.
If he could defeat her state of mind and make her panic, her combat strength would be greatly reduced.
“If you have the ability, you might have a chance to see it. However, I’m afraid it’d scare you.”
Supreme Saint Yanhong’s face was exquisite as if it was carved out of a Crystal Divine Jade. Her eyes shone with spiritual light. Every cultivator was mesmerized by her appearance even though they knew her true form was a skeleton.
Just as the battle between the two was about to erupt, Supreme Saint Yanhong and Zhang Ruochen sensed that the two Supreme Saints in the Great Perfection stage in Hundred-Shackle Realm, who had left previously, returned. They bypassed them and chased after the Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover.
“HMPH! Wait till I take Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill and condense a Grade Three Saintwill. I’ll deal with you slowly after then.”
Supreme Saint Yanhong turned into a beam of pink light and flew onto Purple Cauldron. She activated the Purple Cauldron and chased after Elixir of Blood Clover.
The Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill was very important to her. She couldn’t afford to lose it.
Zhang Ruochen activated Precepts of Dimension. Just as he was about to use Great Dimensional Shift, a bright arrow cut through the dark universe and flew toward him.
“Lord Sinluo!”
Sensing the aura of the Divine Tree Arrow, Zhang Ruochen figured out who was attacking him. With a ‘whoosh’, he disappeared and moved a hundred miles away to avoid the arrow.
8,000 miles away, Lord Sinluo hovered in the air. Holding Frostwood bow, he smiled coldly. “With me here, you can forget about taking a Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Aren’t the upper three clans supporting Pan Ruo? Aren’t you afraid of being criticized for helping Supreme Saint Yanhong?”
“Do I need to explain my actions to you?”
Lord Sinluo drew Frostwood bow again. Another Divine Tree Arrow was placed on the bowstring condensed from cold air. The bow became crystal clear. He commanded, “All arrows fired at once.”
Boom
A loud explosion was heard.
The Divine Tree Arrow flew at more than 5,000 times the speed of sound. It split into two in midair, then four, then four, then eight. Finally, it turned into a rain of arrows and flew toward Zhang Ruochen.
It was so fast that it could reach Zhang Ruochen in an instant even though they were shot out thousands of miles away.
Zhang Ruochen drew circles with his hands. Dense Precepts of Dimension flowed from his fingertips, distorting the Dimension in front of him by 180 degrees.
The rain of arrows that flew toward him suddenly flew back in the opposite direction.
“Instead of wasting time to attack me, why don’t you collect more Saintwill Pills?”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly. He didn’t want to fight with Lord Sinluo so he left the space immediately. He jumped three times in a row and caught up with Supreme Saint Yanhong.
“Don’t forget about me!”
A 300-meter-wide ax silhouette hacked down from the sky, carrying a strong wind force.
The fluctuation of power locked onto Zhang Ruochen. It forced Zhang Ruochen to freeze the space above his head and form a Spatial Shield to resist the attack of ax silhouette.
Bang!
When the ax silhouette and Spatial Shield collided, it formed waves of energy ripples.
With a crack, Spatial Shield was shattered by the blood-red ax. Seeing that the ax was about to land on Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen held the mouth of the gourd in his hand and hit the edge of the ax hard.
The ear-piercing sound of metal colliding echoed through the vast space.
Zhang Ruochen’s body fell rapidly. He spread out his ten golden wings and gradually stabilized himself. He looked up and saw a thousand-foot-tall Rakshasa Warsoul standing in the starry sky, looking down at him.
Below Rakshasa Warsoul, a four-meter-tall burly figure stood on a cloud of evil Qi.
It was Warlord Mara, the most powerful man in Dhisan, one of the seven great kingdoms of the Rakshasa.
Holding a blood ax the size of a millstone, Warlord Mara glared ferociously and said in a low voice, “Zhang Ruochen, we meet again!”
Supreme Saint Yanhong was slightly surprised to find that it was Warlord Mara who had attacked Zhang Ruochen. But after a while, a smile appeared on her lips. She did not stay any longer and continued to chase after the Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover.
Zhang Ruochen glanced in the direction where Saint Yanhong had left. He frowned and felt helpless, “Am I that hateful? I can’t believe that you and Lord Sinluo, the elites of the lower three clans and the upper three clans respectively would rather help Supreme Saint Yanhong just to deal with me?
“What if Supreme Saint Yanhong gets Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill? If her cultivation improves again, it’ll be your fault if Lady Wind and Pan Ruo fail to become Scioness.”
Warlord Mara hated Zhang Ruochen to the bone. “Don’t you know how hateful you are? Today, I’ll fight you again to wash away the shame on Arena of Life and Death.”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to fight with Warlord Mara. He looked in the direction of Fortune Palace Black-robe High Priest and said, “High Priest, Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting has begun. Attacking the cultivators of Infernal Court will cost 5,000 points, right?”
Warlord Mara immediately stopped his ax. He was a bit nervous as he was afraid that he would be expelled from Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting.
Black-robe High Priest said softly, “You’ll only lose 5,000 points if you attack your own cultivators maliciously. Now, you’re fighting for Saintwill Pill. Therefore, it’s not against the rules if you attack each other.”
“You’re right, High Priest.”
Warlord Mara bared his snow-white teeth and smiled coldly. He swung his ax again.
When Zhang Ruochen received Warlord Mara’s ax, Zhang Ruochen had discovered that Warlord Mara’s combat power had increased greatly compared to his strength on Arena of Life and Death. He must have broken through the last shackle and reached the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm.
It wasn’t strange. In Realm of Star Ocean’s Auction, Warlord Mara had spent 11,000 Godstones to buy a cauldron of Fugue Pills.
With the power of Fugue Pills, it was entirely possible to help him break through the realm.
The bone wings on Warlord Mara’s back grew from eight to ten.
Even the ax in his hand was not Parashu, a Class two Regal Artifact. Instead, it was a divine relic, a Class Four Regal Artifact. The ax contained powerful divine power.
Zhang Ruochen did not clash head-on with Warlord Mara. Instead, he used Great Dimensional Shift to jump through Dimensions and rush toward Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover.
“Where do you think you’re going? Zhang Ruochen, I must avenge myself today.”
Warlord Mara spread his ten wings. His speed was as fast as Zhang Ruochen’s, who had used Great Dimensional Shift. In an instant, he had caught up to Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover.
“Split clouds and break the sky.”
The blood-red ax hacked down. With the aura like it could split heaven and earth apart.
“Why are they fighting here?”
“What great power. Warlord Mara has broken through to the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-shackle Realm.”
The two Supreme Saints in the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-shackle Realm who were suppressing Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover, immediately dodged. Even they didn’t dare to touch Warlord Mara’s ax.
One had to know when Warlord Mara broke through his ninety-nine shackles, he had fought a Supreme Saint at the early stage of Thousand-Koan Realm to a draw. Since Warlord Mara had breakthrough his cultivation base, his combat powers had increased dramatically, Luo Shengtian was probably the only Rakshasa who could suppress him.
Even a normal Supreme Saint in the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm would have to dodge his attack.
Boom!
Warlord Mara’s ax fell from the edge of the Elixir of Blood Clover and injured the Elixir Spirit’s ontology. Tens of thousands of petals light rain flew out from the wound.
One could imagine how terrifying the power of this ax was.
“How could he be so strong? Warlord Mara is a ruthless person who turns shame into courage. If I had known earlier, I would have dug out his heart of Supreme Saint on Arena of Life and Death and sold it. This way, he wouldn’t have recovered to his peak so easily, and it would be impossible for him to break through to the Great Perfection stage before Celestial-Hunting Festival,”
Zhang Ruochen felt a little regretful. However, with a powerful Supreme Saint, Warlord Mara, messing things up. It would be very helpful for him to take Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill If he used Warlord Mara well.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen flapped his ten golden wings and flew toward Supreme Saint Yanhong.
“If you’re capable, stop dodging. Last time, I was careless and lost to you. Now, I have cultivated the Great Perfection of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. I can suppress you with just one hand now.”
Warlord Mara propped up his thousand-foot-high Rakshasa Warsoul again, and his eyes followed Zhang Ruochen’s flight path.
“It seems that you have a bad memory as you still underestimate your enemy. If you really fight with one hand, you will only be suppressed by me and kneel on the ground again,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Thinking of the humiliation of being suppressed by Zhang Ruochen on Arena of Life and Death, Warlord Mara’s eyes were as red as blood. He roared and swung his ax horizontally.
This ax not only attacked Zhang Ruochen but also locked onto Supreme Saint Yanhong.
Supreme Saint Yanhong frowned. She had no choice but to control Purple Cauldron to defend in front of her.
Whoosh-
Zhang Ruochen took a step back and stepped into the space ripples. His body sank in.
When he appeared again, he was above Elixir Spirit of Blood Clover. He took out Violet Gourd and activated the Dimensional Inscription at the mouth of Groud.
“Be careful of Zhang Ruochen.”
“Let’s attack him together. We can’t let him take Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.”
The two Supreme Saints in the Great Perfection stage of Hundred-Shackle Realm who was watching noticed Zhang Ruochen’s actions. One attacked with a Regal Artifact, while the other spat corpse Qi. They turned into thousands of black-armored Corpse Kings and surrounded Zhang Ruochen.
However, they were too late. The Dimensional Inscription at the mouth of Groud was activated.
The Regal Artifact swords, as well as the densely packed black-armored Corpse Kings, fell into Dimensional Array.