God Emperor

Chapter 2508: Seven Souls of Terror

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fei Zhong had become a top-tier elite one class below divinity, so he was able to see through the heavenly secrets and understand the truths of the world. He was intimidated only because of Yan Yu’s great fame.

When Gong Nanfeng exposed Yan Yu’s fake identity, Fei Zhong was naturally fuming with anger.

He was a grand authority in the Dwarves and regarded as a “deity-like figure”. However, he had been played by a few Supreme Saints in the Hundred-Shackle and Thousand-Koan Realm. They destroyed the puppet clone that he had painstakingly cultivated. That was a great humiliation to him.

It is known that Fei Zhong’s cultivation, strength, and status in the Celestial Court were far superior even compared to the likes of Wu Zu from Guanghan and Emperor Ji Mie.

Fei Zhong shouted angrily, “Who are you?”

“I am Yan Yu, the god of Demigods.” Zhang Ruochen waved Gong Nanfeng away and tried to pretend still.

Unfortunately, the dark clouds formed by the explosion of dark matter dispersed a lot and became thinner. If it was Yan Yu, the dark energy would be as eternal as a black hole, devouring all the light and heat of time.

“I killed you.”

Fei Zhong spat out a sound wave, and the four words transformed into four forms: Green Moon Divine Disciple, Golden Armored Horseman, Godly Cauldron King, and the Heavenly Ghost Grinder.

Each word was a high-level Thousand-Koan Saint technique.

The Divine Disciple was ten thousand feet tall, and the green moon above his head shone for ten thousand miles.

The Golden Armored Horseman was full of killing intent. Behind him, the phantom shadow of thousands of soldiers and horses burst out with unstoppable momentum.

…

The light of the Green Moon surged out like a huge wave. It pushed Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu backward, with both of them unable to contend with it.

Zhang Ruochen sighed lightly and activated the divine force in his body. An enormous divine shadow of a blood phoenix appeared behind him.

This was the manifestation of divine force.

Zhang Ruochen’s current body was the Blood Empress. He had used the divine blood of a Divine Blood Phoenix. After 800 years of cultivation, he had reached the level of a demigod’s body. This was because the power of Zhang Ruochen’s demigod body was closely related to the Blood Phoenix.

Zhang Ruochen had been analyzing its secrets recently, trying to display the strongest power of the demigod body.

BOOM

Zhang Ruochen attacked with all his strength. With the power of his palm, he shattered the Green Moon Divine Disciple. Then, he cut through the Golden Armored Horseman, sweeping away the Godly Cauldron King and the Heavenly Ghost Grinder.

He struck out four times in a row, breaking all four Saint Techniques of Fei Zhong.

It seemed to be done in one go, but anyone could see that “Yan Yu” was barely damaged. A strand of his hair had been cut off by the Golden Armored Horseman’s blade, and his head had nearly flown off.

It must be known that this was just an attack formed by Fei Zhong’s casual words.

Fei Zhong had completely seen through “Yan Yu” and his eyes were burning with anger. If he didn’t kill this person today, he definitely could not live this through.

“Enough! With me here, how can I let you show off as a Heavenly Realm Supreme Saint?”

Blackwraith’s arm stretched out and turned into a black dragon claw hundreds of miles long, stopping Fei Zhong who wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen.

The Dragon Qi and Corpse Qi were both extremely dense and contained countless precepts.

Fei Zhong looked up and felt the scale-shaped sky pressing down. It crushed the Precept Domain that he was holding up. Finally, it landed heavily on his body.

Fei Zhong was hit by the claw and fell rapidly. The Saint Qi in his body became chaotic.

“The Ten Wraithions are truly terrifying. I’m no match for them.”

Just as this thought flashed through Fei Zhong’s mind, Blackwraith’s second claw came slashing horizontally.

Tens of thousands of dragon shadows surged out of the Dragon Claw, and the roar of a thousand dragons surged out.

Sky Splitter!

Fei Zhong raised the battle-ax above his head and performed an advanced Saint technique. Countless bolts of lightning surged out of the battle ax. Each bolt of lightning was like a river of lightning that spanned tens of thousands of miles.

Zhang Ruochen, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and Gong Nanfeng were all fleeing rapidly. This was a battle at the peak of the Divine Plane. Even if they were just hit by a bolt of lightning, it wouldn’t be a laughing matter.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw the shadow of a huge ax that was thousands of miles long. As if breaking through the chaos, it hacked at the black figure of the half-dragon and half-human facing the sky.

“You, Fei Zhong, still have a big difference.”

Blackwraith shouted and turned into the black dragon’s body.

Endless divine power was released from the huge dragon’s body. With a swipe of its claw, the shadow of the huge ax shattered and turned into a rain of light that covered thousands of miles away.

Fei Zhong spat out blood and flew away quickly.

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The Black Divine Dragon was much faster than Fei Zhong. It caught up with him in an instant and spat out a multicolor seal that was thousands of meters long. Four ancient divine texts of the Dragon Clan flew out from the seal. They struck and injured Fei Zhong again while trapping him simultaneously.

Fei Zhong knew that Blackwraith was the weakest among the Ten Wraithions, but was among one of the fastest. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to escape easily today.

“If we continue fighting, we’ll die together,” Fei Zhong said in a heavy voice.

The Black Divine Dragon wasn’t afraid and spoke. “Before you self-detonate your Sainthood Source, answer my question. What happened to Zhang Ruochen death? Did you take away the Tensho Compass with him?”

Obviously, Gong Nanfeng’s previous “Brother Ruochen” didn’t make them think of Zhang Ruochen.

After all, no one believed that Zhang Ruochen could survive the Arrow of Deva Path.

Even if it was Blackwraith and Fei Zhong that were hit by the Arrow of Deva Path, they would most likely die.

Gong Nanfeng, Yan Zhexian, and Yan Huangtu couldn’t help but look at fake Yan Yu.

Zhang Ruochen said, “It’s said that the Blackwraith is from the Fane of Destiny. It was cultivated by a pure-blood black dragon’s divine corpse and lives only for killing without fear of death. His combat strength is indeed extraordinary. It easily defeated Fei Zhong.”

Yan Zhexian knew that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately changing the topic. He didn’t want to tell them the truth, so he rolled his eyes and said, “Fei Zhong is no match for Blackwraith. Should we stop running instead?”

“No, the more that’s the case, the more we have to run. The farther the better,” Zhang Ruochen replied.

Yan Huangtu said, “That’s right! If Fei Zhong is forced to near death, he’ll self-detonate his Sainthood Source and burn together with Blackwraith. The destructive power of a Paramount Realm Supreme Saint’s self-detonation isn’t something we can withstand.”

“Let’s go now.”

Zhang Ruochen released Saint Qi and enveloped the three of them. Just as he turned around, his gaze was frozen. He didn’t know when it happened, but there was a figure sitting behind them.

He hadn’t noticed it before.

Bai Qing’er was sitting in the void space. There was a stone bench beneath her, a stone table beside, and a stone pavilion.

The stone bench, stone table, and stone pavilion appeared from nothingness in front of the four of them. She seemed to be able to create things from nothing. It was strange and magical.

On the stone table, a teapot and a teacup appeared.

Within the teapot, boiling tea appeared.

The fragrance of the tea floated in the space of the universe, turning into many misty bridges.

Outside the stone pavilion, rockery and ponds appeared. The ground condensed into plain dirt, and colorful spirit flowers and divine trees grew. The trees were full of vermilion-colored fruits.

Very quickly, a fairyland-like island was born from nothing, bit by bit.

Even with what Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian had seen, they were both dumbfounded and immensely shocked.

Zhang Ruochen knew better than them how terrifying Bai Qing’er was. He stared at her sitting in the pavilion, but his spiritual power was communicating with the Intergold Tiger. “This time, I’m afraid I have to borrow your power!” he asked.

“I think you’d better not waste this only chance, because using brute force is really for the lower class. This woman is extremely intelligent and conceited, so she might not kill you. If you can deal with her with your own strength, you won’t think of me the first time you meet a stronger enemy in the future. Of course, if you can’t deal with it, I won’t sit idly by. But I’ll be disappointed in your ability,” said the Intergold Tiger.

Zhang Ruochen calmed down quickly. He walked up the stairs and entered the stone pavilion.

He sat directly opposite Bai Qing’er, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup.

Bai Qing’er was surprised. She smiled and said, “Master Ruochen, are you not afraid of me at all?”

“Why should I be afraid? In any case, from now on, I’m either yours or you’re mine. Can’t we be casual as friends?” Zhang Ruochen replied.

Bai Qing’er smiled brightly like the rising sun. “Aren’t you curious about how I found this place?”

“I think the problem is either Shang Yue or Shang Xia.” Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, “It should be Shang Xia! Or did you already guess that the Arrow of Deva Path can’t kill me?”

Bai Qing’er said, “As the guide of the Intergold Tiger, how could an Arrow of Deva Path kill you?”

“So you knew about it!” Zhang Ruochen exclaimed.

Bai Qing’er said, “I only found out by chance after I came to Hoth. Congratulations, Supreme Saint Ruochen. With the protection of the gods, you will soar to the sky in the future.”

“You know that I have the protection of the gods, but you still dare to be my enemy?” Zhang Ruochen’s eyes became fierce.

Bai Qing’er said lightly, “The Intergold Tiger appearing in this era is just like a sick cat. It’s destined to not be able to dominate under the heavens. At least for now, I’m not afraid of it at all. If it appears and becomes my enemy, it will die.”

The Intergold Tiger’s voice sounded in Zhang Ruochen’s ears. “I take back what I just said. When I fight with this woman, I will do my best to help you without a limit to the number of times. However, you must have full confidence in winning. You cannot lose.”

Bai Qing’er wasn’t completely lying.

If she was strong enough to force the Intergold Tiger to use more power than the heavenly and earthly precepts allowed, then the Intergold Tiger would be punished by heaven. It may even be in danger of dying.

She saw through the Intergold Tiger and Zhang Ruochen very clearly.

Zhang Ruochen said, “You knew that the Arrow of Deva Path couldn’t kill me, but you still purposefully sent Shang Xia to take my body. Did you expect that I would capture her and not kill her?”

Bai Qing’er said, “With Shangguan Que in my hands, you won’t kill Shang Xia for sure. You must have the bargaining chip to negotiate with me.”

“So, in the House of Enchanteurs, you deliberately hinted to me that my teacher is in your hands?” Zhang Ruochen stared into her eyes, trying to see through her heart with the Path of Truth.

However, what he saw were two abysses. Countless illusions appeared in front of his eyes while his consciousness became blurry and he felt drowsy.

Bai Qing’er smiled slightly.

“Chi Yao, I have treated you like my true love. Why do you want to kill me?”

Zhang Ruochen roared and jumped forward. He sat up from the bed.

He realized that he had just fallen into a dream.

It was a nightmare!

In the dream, he was surrounded by many cultivators, including Blackie, Chi Yao, Kong Lanyou, Le, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, the Blood Empress… and finally, Chi Yao who pierced his forehead with her sword.

When he woke up, he appeared on the golden bed. The room was magnificent with an ancient painting hanging on the wall.

“Oh Chen, did you have a nightmare again?”

Concubine Lin Lan, the Princess to Yunwu Commandery’s King, came in wearing a palace dress. Her eyes were full of concern.

“Mother?”

Zhang Ruochen looked at the familiar but strange figure in front of him. He felt that his current situation was a little strange, but everything in front of him was so real.

Lin Lan gently stroked Zhang Ruochen’s forehead to comfort his emotions.

Zhang Ruochen was immersed in the warmth of his mother’s love, and his body gently leaned forward. Suddenly, his head was in severe pain. Lin Lan’s face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. She crushed Zhang Ruochen’s skull with her fingers.

Zhang Ruochen’s soul flew out of his body and looked at his body on the bed. His head was completely crushed with blood flowing out.

Lin Lan, on the other hand, was like a lunatic. She let out a creepy laugh.

…

“Mother, why did you kill me?”

Zhang Ruochen roared loudly. He sat up from the bed and panted heavily.

Mu Lingxi, who was sleeping next to him, also sat up in her close-fitting clean white pajamas. Her clear eyes showed confusion. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

Zhang Ruochen touched his forehead and looked at Mu Lingxi. He then pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath. “It was just a dream!”

Stab

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt a sharp pain in his chest. He pushed Mu Lingxi away and stared at the heart in her hands. He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest and coughed out dryly, “Why… why did you do this?”

Mu Lingxi tilted her head and sneered. “I’m also from the Immortal Vampires, so I want to drink blood too. Your heart must taste delicious!”

…

The nightmare continued. Each time, it felt like a new beginning.

Yan Zhexian and the Yan Huangtu couldn’t hear the conversation in the stone pavilion, but they knew Bai Qing’er and her identity. They also knew that she and Zhang Ruochen had different opinions about the finest Divine Crystal of Origin. Both of them could be described as incompatible like fire and water.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen lay on the stone table and fell into a deep sleep. His body trembled and he cried out in fear. Both of his feet thrashed wildly while his hands twitched constantly.

Gong Nanfeng calculated with his fingers. His face changed in shock. He looked at Bai Qing’er in shock and said, “Oh no! Bai Qing’er is a Master of Origin. She has practiced the thirteen volumes of the Cloud Dream! It seems that Zhang Ruochen has fallen into her Nightmare of the Seven Souls .”

“That witch… she is indeed a problem.”

Yan Zhexian called out a runic pen and drew a rune pattern.

Gong Nanfeng stopped her and said bitterly, “Her cultivation is so strong that even the three of us combined would be killed by a single finger of hers.”

Yan Zhexian stared at Zhang Ruochen who was in extreme pain and said, “Then what should we do? Quick, go and ask Blackwraith to help. Only he can save Zhang Ruochen now.”

Because he was very close to Bai Qing’er, Gong Nanfeng had deduced many things about her. However, the more he knew, the paler his face became. So, when Yan Zhexian asked him to call Blackwraith for help, he did not say a word and just shook his head gently.

Bai Qing’er heard what Gong Nanfeng said just now and her gaze fell on him. She instantly saw through everything about him and smiled, “No wonder you were able to deduce my secret. The path I cultivate is exceedingly divine, it is actually the vessel spirit of the Tensho Compass.”

Gong Nanfeng smiled at her, and his smile was uglier than crying.

Blackwraith and Fei Zhong had already sensed Bai Qing’er’s aura and did not continue to fight. However, they enveloped their spiritual power together because they wanted to probe Bai Qing’er’s cultivation level.

“Both of you dare to probe me. Such bravery indeed.”

Bai Qing’er’s voice was clear and gentle. Sitting on the stone bench, she stretched out her empty hand, and an illusory universe appeared in her palm. It was unknown how many trillions of precepts flowed in the universe and sucked away Blackwraith and Fei Zhong’s spiritual power.

Fei Zhong was extremely frightened. He realized that his spiritual power was not under his control and was diminishing continually.

Such a terrifying thing had never happened before.

This should not be possible even for a deity.

“This woman is too strange. We can’t just sit here and wait for her death. Should we attack together?” Blackwraith asked.

“Alright!”

Fei Zhong was very decisive. He responded with a single word and slashed out with his battle ax. A giant ax shadow stretching for a thousand miles fell straight towards the stone pavilion.

Blackwraith controlled the seal and turned it into the size of a city. He crushed layers of space and followed closely behind the giant ax shadow to attack Bai Qing’er.