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Chapter 995: A Clash in the Saint Realm

The lightning was extremely strong. It pierced the pavilion lord’s saint soul territory. His skin was scorched black. Lines of electricity streaked across him, crackling.

He was furious. Clenching his fists, he stared in the direction of the formation tower and roared, “What is going on?”

No answer came from the tower. Instead, three bolts of lightning fell from the sky, striking him completely.

Despite how strong his physical body was, he still couldn’t really take it. His entire body was smoking. Some places had even split apart with blood flowing out.

The pavilion lord was going crazy. He thought that the old guys controlling the formation were definitely pranking him. After all, the Ten-side Thunder Formation couldn’t miss every time to hit only him.

Ouyang Huan was confused too. Sensing that something was wrong, he immediately sent a high-level Half-Saint to hurry to the formation tower and check.

As soon as the Half-Saint ran out, there was a boom.

A fat bolt of lightning fell from the sky and turned him into a black skeleton. All of his flesh and blood burned to ash.

Seeing this scene, the Monks of the Pearl Light Pavilion all felt chills down their spines. Their legs shook involuntarily.

“Did Zhang Ruochen arrange someone to control the Ten-side Thunder Formation beforehand?”

Thinking of this, all the Demonic Sect Monks separated. They didn’t dare gather together anymore.

No one was clearer about the formation’s power than they were. Even a Saint could be killed, let alone a Monk below the Half-Saint Realm.

If the enemy had control of the Ten-side Thunder Formation, then this would be catastrophic.

Whoosh—

Bolts of lightning shot out of the formation’s center, continuously striking the Pearl Light Pavilion. A moment later, dozens of strong cultivators were hit. Their bodies were destroyed, turning into plumes of smoke.

The formation’s power was terrifying. Each bolt of lightning would cause extreme damage. It flattened the auction arena and various pavilions were turned to dust. Many ditches, dozens of meters long, opened up on the ground.

In a lot of places, the ground melted into pools of red lava.

“Who is it? Get out of here!”

“Zhang Ruochen, you’re too despicable. You actually sent a formation master to destroy the Pearl Light Pavilion’s formation. You should fight fairly!”

The opulent Pearl Light Pavilion was extremely damaged. The losses couldn’t even be counted. The pavilion lord’s various strong cultivators of the Demonic Sect all gritted their teeth in anger, letting out angry roars.

Blackie stuck out its round butt and pressed two paws onto the ground. It controlled the Ten-side Thunder Formation to continue attacking. It wanted to kill all the strong cultivators.

Very proud at the moment, Blackie cackled.

Just then, a woman’s voice sounded behind it. “It’s a fat cat causing this trouble? This is quite unexpected.”

Blackie was a bit shocked. All the hair on its body stood up. Turning its fat face around, its eyes rolled around to find the source of the voice.

“Who is it? Who dares to speak to my butt?”

Whoosh.

A figure flashed and a woman with a veiled face appeared before Blackie. Her figure was voluptuous and her skin was smooth. Her starry eyes stared down at Blackie with authority.

“Such a powerful human female.”

Sensing danger, Blackie stopped manipulating the Ten-side Thunder Formation. It immediately shrunk and dug into the ground to escape. Blackie wasn’t weak and it was even better than Zhang Ruochen at escaping.

However, when the woman in palace clothing looked over, two Rules of Saintly Way consolidated out of thin air. They restrained Blackie like two unbreakable chains.

Blackie’s head was already underground, but its body was still outside. Its paws kept clawing the ground, but it couldn’t escape at all.

The woman lowered herself gracefully. Reaching out a slender hand, she grabbed the skin on Blackie’s neck and picked it up.

Without Blackie’s control, the Ten-side Thunder Formation in the sky broke apart with a boom. The asphyxiating feeling finally disappeared. The various strong figures of the Demonic Sect all let out a relieved breath.

“Zhang Ruochen’s helper has been caught by the vice palace lord. Everyone, come help end this battle quickly.”

The Pearl Light Pavilion lord attacked first. He gathered all his Demonic Qi and cast a saint spell.

“True Demon of Hell.”

A mass of demonic clouds appeared in the sky above the Black Market. The Demonic Qi swirled continuously, forming a huge vortex. A black pillar of Demonic Qi shot down from the center. Behind the pavilion lord, a black shadow dozens of meters tall appeared.

Standing across from him, Zhang Ruochen could feel clearly that shocking power was gathering. It felt as vast as the universe. He couldn’t even calculate how powerful it was.

Standing before the pavilion lord, Zhang Ruochen felt like he was as insignificant as a speck of dust. The pavilion lord could destroy him with a single breath.

Is this the true power of a Saint? Zhang Ruochen held his breath, deeply realizing how far away he was from a Saint. At the same time, he wished even harder to reach a high level and be able to fight against Saints.

Roar!

The black shadow and the pavilion lord flew out at once. Striking with a fist print, it passed through the layers of Ghost Qi to try to kill Ghost King Bloodmoon.

“A lower level Saint dares to attack me?”

Eyes cold and arrogant, Ghost King Bloodmoon reached out her left hand. She lifted it lightly and the flood of Death Qi shot up hurriedly. Then she waved her hand, slapping forward a ghost hand that was hundreds of feet long.

Boom.

The tall black shadow let out a painful cry and shattered into a ball of black fog. The Pearl Light Pavilion lord flew back. His body was covered in shocking bloody cracks.

If Ghost King Bloodmoon had used a bit more power, his saint body would probably have shattered.

Her offhanded attack had gravely injured the pavilion lord. All the Demonic Sect Monks present inhaled sharply.

The lords of various forces in the Black Market were all watching the fight in the Pearl Light Pavilion too. Ghost King Bloodmoon’s strong performance shocked them all.

“Zhang Ruochen can actually be protected by such a powerful Ghost King. Where can’t he go in this world?”

“No wonder he dares to go against the Demonic Sect alone. He has support.”

Kong Hongbi and the Monks of Sacred Central Crypt watched the Pearl Light Pavilion from the top of a tower.

“How come Zhang Ruochen is involved? Where’s Gu Linfeng? And Murong Yue?”

Kong Hongbi furrowed his brow. His thoughts were in a mess. He couldn’t figure out what had happened.

Saint General Gui Gu was a bit moved. “Gu Linfeng and Zhang Ruochen had attacked for the same woman. This is very unusual. I’m afraid Beauty Shi doesn’t have a simple identity.”

Saint General Yan Xu nodded. “Gu Linfeng is a lustful man. It’s understandable for him to act like that, but Zhang Ruochen is a calculative person. He wouldn’t abandon his fiancée, an Heir, to fight for Beauty Shi.”

Kong Hongbi sneered. “Why don’t we capture Beauty Shi and dig the secret out?”

Saint General Gui Gu looked at the eerie Ghost Qi filling the sky. A bit worried, he said, “That Ghost King’s cultivation is too high to be calculated. If we anger her, it won’t be good for us.”

“You’re underestimating the Moon Worship Demonic Sect.” Kong Hongbi’s expression was one of disdain. “From what I know, an important figure of the Moon Worship Demonic Sect is in Pearl Light Pavilion right now. If she attacks, she can restrain that Ghost King. Without her protection, how can Zhang Ruochen protect Beauty Shi?”

In the Pearl Light Pavilion, a woman dressed in palace clothing walked out of the darkness. She helped the pavilion lord with Ghost King Bloodmoon’s attacks.

The pavilion lord’s face was pale. His saint body was covered in bloody cracks like a broken piece of porcelain. Suppressing his serious wounds, he immediately bowed at the woman.

“Thank you, vice palace lord, for saving me.”

The woman was very cold. Instead of replying to the pavilion lord, her bright eyes trained on Ghost King Bloodmoon.

Ghost King Bloodmoon’s expression was even colder when she met the woman’s eyes.

Sizzle.

Various beams of Rules of Saintly Way appeared between the human and the ghost. They wove together like spider webs. Electricity and sparks flew.

Without the formation’s protection, two Saints could destroy everything within thousands of miles with their fight. All the Demonic Sect Monks in the Pearl Light Pavilion fled to search for protection behind the palace-wear-clad woman.

Ghost King Bloodmoon’s expression turned serious. She didn’t look as relaxed as before. Sending a telepathic message to Zhang Ruochen, she said, “This woman’s cultivation is 100 times higher than the pavilion lord. I can help you stop her, but you must deal with the other Monks. Whether you can escape or not depends on your luck.”

With that, Ghost King Bloodmoon put her hands together. The crescent moon mark appeared on her forehead. It shone with bloody light. From afar, it was as if a bloody moon was hanging in the air, dyeing the buildings in the Black Market red.

Kaboom.

A powerful wave of energy surged from Ghost King Bloodmoon, levels overlapping each other. It flooded in all directions.

In an instant, the entire Pearl Light Pavilion turned to dust like strong wind blowing leaves away. All the buildings were reduced to rubble.

One-third of all Demonic Sect Monks were killed. The remaining two-thirds were saved, thanks to the woman in palace clothing.

Whoosh!

In the center where the Blood Qi was the strongest, Zhang Ruochen held a saint scroll and flew out with Beauty Shi. He passed through the air like a streaking meteorite and flew away.