son I gathered you all today is for one thing”"Qingyu, you tell me." Pang Shaoqing looked at the one-armed disciple.The one-armed youth's face was still pale. Hearing Pang Shaoqing's order, he gritted...Zhang Ruochin was also taken aback. He never expected that Zhen Miao's outburst would be so powerful.

It's no wonder Zhang Ruochin was surprised. Ever since he met Zhen Miaoxiao, this old fellow's cultivation had been extremely profound, reaching the realm of a Seven-Step Holy King. However, he was a coward and would run away even when facing Zhang Ruochin, who had just stepped into the Holy King realm.

Not only was it suppressed once by Zhang Ruochin and Xiang Chunan using the Magic Crown, but it was also sealed by the Time and Space Secret Tome, and it almost got killed by the Flame King.

That is why Zhang Ruochin underestimated its strength.

But, ever since Zhang Ruochin saved it from a state of near death, Zhen Miao became different. As it said itself, it inexplicably remembered some strange things.

This is a truly wonderful first metamorphosis! The second metamorphosis occurred after Zhen Miao acquired the Zijin Bagua Mirror.

Since obtaining the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Mirror, this old fellow has become even more inscrutable, making it even harder for Zhang Ruochin to see through him.

The third molt occurred within the last year.

This year, Zhen Miao and Xiao Hei together beat down all the dojos in the Guang Han Realm.

Zhang Ruochen stepped out of seclusion and, upon seeing Zhen Miao again, discovered that she no longer feared Xiao Hei, who could unleash the power of a Great Saint. Her cultivation realm had advanced further, reaching the level of an eight-step Holy King.

All this, everything, indicates that this old man is likely not just a 100,000-year-old sacred herb, there might be a huge secret hidden within him.

This secret is most likely related to the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Mirror.

Today is the day when this poor Daoist will shake the world! You ants, come and receive your death!

The True Miraculous Daoist, clutching the Zi Jin Bagua Mirror, charged once more towards the group of Holy Kings who were frantically wielding their Apocalypse Staves. His aura was overwhelming, his demeanor majestic and divine, as if he had become an entirely different person.

Xiao Hei, who was saving people, felt very unhappy. He cursed inwardly: "What's there to be proud of What a joke to dominate the world! If this emperor possessed a supreme holy artifact, he could crush everything. If this emperor released his sacred might, he could scare them all silly."

When Zhang Ruochin saw Zhen Miaoxiao's imposing battle prowess, like a mountain-moving hero commanding the world, he suddenly felt too lazy to take action himself. He split his spiritual energy into several avatars and began collecting all sorts of holy artifacts and war soldiers from the battlefield, as well as the storage devices on the celestial realm cultivators.

Especially the Seven-Radiant Ten Thousand Veined Divine Weapon, the Judgment of Life and Death Sword, Zhang Ruochen went in person to retrieve it.

A piece of Seven Radiance Ten Thousand Patterns holy artifact, worth over 100 million holy stones, even a Nine-Step Saint King might not possess one.

"Boom boom."

The earth trembled violently.

The Zi Jin Bagua Mirror clashed with the Apocalypse Staff, sparks flying. To everyone's astonishment, the staff cracked and shattered, turning into fragments of crystal that flew apart.

"

‘The Staff of Apocalypse was destroyed… ’

"

"Can the Supreme Artifact truly be unstoppable"

……

Purple radiance surged from the mirror, flowing toward the holy kings wielding the harbingers of the apocalypse.

"Boom boom."

Those holy kings' bodies were all shattered, reduced to dust.

Even a Saint King is quite fragile and vulnerable before the supreme artifact.

All the Heavenly Kings of Paradise who were still alive, where did they dare to continue fighting with Zhen Miao Xiaodao Even Kun and Yu Tian all fled to the center of the island.

The marvelous Daoist pursued them, shouting: "Today, I shall slay you to establish my authority and become renowned throughout the land. You pathetic stepping stones dare to flee"

This was a rather bizarre scene, a Taoist no bigger than a fist chasing after a group of Heavenly Realm Kings.

Especially Kun, his massive body forms a stark contrast with the diminutive Zhen Miao Xiaodao.

Seeing it getting closer and closer, Kun roared: “You old-timers, you can’t make a move in the Realm of Heavenly Truths. That’s breaking the rules of the Temple of Truth, you will die a terrible death.”

The cultivation level of Zhen Miao Xiaodao was far too profound, vastly exceeding theirs. That's why Kun believed it to be an elder figure from the Guang Han Realm or Kunlun Realm.

"Even the heavens would cry out if they saw this!" Gai Tian Jiao roared. "Do you still care about the rules of the Temple of Truth Don't fear them, predecessors! It was they who set this trap for us. Even if we kill them all, the Temple of Truth will not touch you."

Even Ge Tianjiao thinks that Zhen Miao is a senior figure from the Guanghan realm.

But Zhang Ruochin knew, true wonder didn't belong to any realm. It was a hundred-thousand-year-old ancient sacred herb native to the Truth Domain, unaffected by the rules established by the Truth Temple for each realm.

"Boom."

A supreme power slammed into Kun's back.

"Bang!"

Kun's golden holy armor was cracked, and his body, as massive as a small mountain, was blown dozens of miles away, crashing towards the center of the island. Whether he lived or died was unknown.

Zhang Ruochin gathered all the treasures before walking towards Xiaoh Hei, Ge Tianjiao and the others.

All the surviving cultivators from the Kunlun Realm were rescued, totaling fifty-three. Some, however, had perished utterly, turning into blood mud or having their souls scattered.

...It's unclear if they felt Zhang Ruochin was already omnipotent, but Chi Wan'sui and the Demon-Rat retreated with a pile of bones and some severed limbs, placing them aside. Their eyes stared blankly at Zhang Ruochin, as if believing he could bring the bones back to life or restore a severed hand to its owner...

Of course, Zhang Ruochin didn't have such great abilities. Even with the green lotus seed in hand, he couldn't do it.

The fifty-three cultivators from the Kunlun Realm were all severely injured. They stared at Zhang Ruochen, each person's eyes holding different emotions.

Some joy, some reverence, some shame...

Some of them were disrespectful to Zhang Ruochin at Tianluo Dojo, claiming they would attack Sumeru Dojo regardless of Zhang Ruochin's presence, saying he was just one person, adding or subtracting him wouldn't make a difference.

Facts proved that if it wasn't for Zhang Ruochin, they would have all died in battle here.

Some cultivators, I'm afraid, may suffer even worse than death. They could be subjected to brutal torture or the agonizing pain of soul extraction.

Thank you for your help.

The first to speak was a young female saint of striking beauty. Her holy garments were stained crimson, and a deep gash marred her otherwise porcelain complexion.

This woman is named Wan Huayu, the only daughter of Wan Zhaoyi. She has had some dealings with Zhang Ruochin.

Once upon a time, Wan Huayu also had the same strength as Zhang Ruochin, and he could call the wind and rain in the Ministry of War. However, over the years, the gap between the two has become vast like heaven and earth.

If we were to say, before, the way people spoke about Zhang Ruochin was with nothing more than admiration and appreciation.

Now, the heart of Wan Huayu is already filled with some awe.

This is a man even stronger than her father!

Thank you!

"Zhang Ruochin, this time I owe you a huge favor. I will definitely repay you in the future."

……

Those cultivators whose injuries were not particularly severe rose to their feet one after another and bowed to Zhang Ruochin.

Bu Qianfan saw that several cultivators were gravely injured and on the verge of collapse. He rushed out, saying: "Please save them. I believe they will surely remember your kindness. We are not enemies. In this unjust, unkind, and unrighteous alien world, since we can fight side by side, we are comrades."

Bu Qianfan had seen Zhang Ruochin's methods and knew he could save these people.

Zhang Ruochin stared deeply at Bu Qianfan, saying, "This favor, you owe me."

Bu Qianfan is not only a genius with extraordinary talent, but also possesses remarkable integrity and unyielding willpower. His future achievements are limitless.

Zhang Ruochin always regarded himself, Han Qiu, Ale, Murong Yue, and several others from the Nine Great Realms' descendants, as the top talents of the human race of his time, mainly because their mental willpower was strong enough.

Bu Qianfan's advantage lies in his expertise in military strategy.

This, is something that Han Qiu and they can't compare to, even Zhang Ruochin can't compare to!

That kind of real battle isn't a fight between a few people, nor a brawl involving dozens. It involves millions or even billions of cultivators fighting. Someone like Bu Qianfan would be truly invaluable in such a situation.

Such a talent, even if I can't subdue him, I must make him owe me a huge debt of favor.

When the time comes, will he not return

Zhang Ruoxu took out the green lotus seed, mobilized his holy energy and injected it in. Instantly, the lotus seed became like a green lamp, emitting light that was both bright and soft.

Moments later, all fifty-three Kunlun sect cultivators who had been seriously injured recovered. All pain vanished, their spirits were full of vitality and energy, and the previous battle seemed like a dream.

This feeling is quite amazing!

Once again, everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Ruochin, their gazes now holding a different meaning.

If previously there was only reverence and gratitude, now they feel more admiration and heartfelt respect.

Before they could utter their words of gratitude, Zhang Ruochin interrupted them, saying, "Don't say anything. Shen Mo Shu, take them away from here."

"No, my father and the rest of the Kunlun cultivators are still fighting to their deaths somewhere deep in the island. How can we just run away"

"You are useless here, unable to open the Equality of All Living Beings. Going into the depths of the island is just a futile death." Zhang Ruochen said bluntly.

Wan Hua said: "It's impossible to open up equality among all beings here because this isn't a genuine Mount Sumeru dojo. It's just an illusory dojo conjured by the Heavenly Realm using illusions. My father and the others retreated to the island to search for the true dojo."

"As long as we find the true Sumeru Dojo, we can unlock universal equality. As long as we find the most precious treasure left behind by the Sumeru Saint Monk, we can control the ancient spatial patterns and temporal imprints within the dojo, and perhaps even turn defeat into victory."

Zhang Ruochin said: "In the illusory realm, finding the true Daoist temple is no easy feat. Oh... why hasn't the powerful cultivator who set up the illusion array launched an illusion attack"

Logically speaking, someone who could set up such a powerful illusion array must be an individual with extremely strong mental power and the ability to control the situation using illusions.

When Zhang Ruochin and Zhen Miaoxiao wreaked havoc, they weren't attacked by illusions. Not even a simple disorienting hallucination appeared, which was quite strange.

Zhang Ruochin looked around, but he didn't see Ye Honglei's figure. Suddenly, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

……

After you have finished reading, please give it a recommendation vote, thank you.

(The End)ithin the Heavenly Inferno Palace or taking time to return to her family, it didn't matter. There was no need to specially report to him."Palace Master, I'm afraid my journey back might not be peacefu...