BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1839 - Passing on the Flames
Chapter 1839: Passing on the Flames
“The explosive power when an elite of the Precept Domain realm dies sure is terrifying. Even a Supreme Sacred Artifact is unable to suppress it.”
As he recalled the battle with Xie Canghai, Zhang Ruochen felt a tinge of fear.
If not for both the blood-haired man and Chen Yuhua wounded Xie Canghai twice back to back, even with a Supreme Sacred Artifact, Zhang Ruochen would have to avoid him.
But, in the end, he still killed Xie Canghai, and had removed a great foe.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Chen Yuhua and walked over.
Chen Yuhua was looking feeble, and no longer had the aura of an unparalleled saint king, nor the hegemonic air that once swept across the entire Eastern Region.
He was nothing but a dying old man at the twilight of his days.
“Zhang Ruochen... I knew... you would.... come back... to Kunlun...”
Chen Yuhua was weak, as a smile appeared on his weak, parched face.
Zhang Ruochen said. “You actually recognized me.”
As he said that, Zhang Ruochen figure, appearance and temperament changed rapidly as he returned to his original look. After years of trials and tribulations, Zhang Ruochen was no longer a pretty boy like before, and instead, a fierce aura radiated naturally from his body.
“A cultivator who can master both the Azuresky Pagoda and the power of space, aside from you... who else? It’s good that you came... very good... If you become the Lord of the Eastern Region Holy City, I... Even if I die.... I can die peacefully...cough...cough...”
“The Lord of the Eastern Region Holy City?”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said. “I’m afraid that you may have misunderstood the reason of me coming here. I’m not a cultivator of Kunlun Realm. I’m here to take something off Xie Canghai.”
“The purpose of you coming here...it doesn’t matter.... whether you are a culti..vator of Kunlun Realm.... it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that the Eastern Region Holy City, and the Eastern Region...cough...cough.... need you. Only you can be become the Lord of the Eastern Region...” Chen Yuhua spat out a gout of flame from his mouth.
Within the flame was a flame-shaped command seal.
“This is the Seal of Flames, handed down from times ancient... it’s the symbol of authority of the Lord of the Eastern Region. With this command seal, you can command all of the major sects and clans in the Eastern Region.”
Chen Yuhua passed him the Seal of Flames, and held it tremblingly in the air.
Zhang Ruochen did not take it.
The identity of the lord of the Eastern Region was indeed prominent, but also it meant a heavy responsibility.
Chen Yuhua continued, “Remember... the Seal of Flames... is the key to unlock the Tower of Flames. As long... As long as you master the Tower of Flames, you can control the ancient wards of the Eastern Region Holy City, and through it, the entire Eastern Region.”
“The Tower of Flames.”
Zhang Ruochen repeated the words as he looked up and stared at the towering three hundred and thirty-three-story building in the spirit mountain. That was probably it.
“Sir, you are handing the position of the Lord of the Eastern Region to a cultivator of a foreign realm, aren’t you afraid this would rouse the anger of the Empress against the Chen Clan?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Chen Yuhua smiled bitterly and said. “If I don’t pass the Seal of Flames to you, then tonight shall be the day the Chen Clan is exterminated. Besides...besides... aside from you... who else in Kunlun now that could bear such a burden... who would have the backbone to support the entire Eastern Region?”
“Zhang Ruochen, take the Seal of Flames... save the Chen Clan... save the Eastern Region... this old one... will be forever grateful.”
As he said that, Chen Yuhua’s voice already had a pleading tone.
He was afraid.
He was afriad that Zhang Ruochen would refuse.
Being Zhang Ruochen was obviously easier than being the Lord of the Eastern Region. For a cultivator that was forced to flee Kunlun Realm, there was really no need for him to bear all of this.
BAM!
The earth trembled violently as a bright beam of light appeared in the night sky.
There was a reaction from the Tower of Flames as the bottom three-storeys lit up as cobweb-like lights shot out in all directions, and activated the ancient wards in the air and the ground.
“What happened?” Zhang Ruochen’s expression changed.
Chen Yuhua said. “They have struck... they have struck... Zhang Ruochen, take the Seal of Flames... only you can stop them... If the Eastern Region Holy City falls, the cultivators and civilians of the Eastern Region will be slaves, humiliated and killed... This old one begs you!”
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Tianjue Island.
With a loud bang, Tianjue Pavilion was shattered by a powerful saint path force, and was reduced to ruins with wooden splinters and debris flying all over.
Mister Godcliff stepped on a white array disc as he flew into the air, his eyes brimming with fury.
Behind him was a group of elites of the Saint King realm, among them the Drifter, the Wayfarer, King Daxi, and Hua Cangying.
Mister Godcliff raised his head, as a saint glow appeared in his eyes, he saw through the formation array that covered Tianjue Island and snorted. “The Great Firmament Array! You actually deployed a Great Firmament Array to blind my senses. Impressive, impressive, there should be a powerful Array Master in Tianjue Island, right?”
Jiang Yunchong and a group of cultivators in brocade robes walked out from the ruins, and appeared opposite of Mister Godcliff.
Standing beside Jiang Yunchong was a beautiful figure in a long cyan dress, with a delicate face as she held an umbrella over his head.
She was a translucent shadow, like a ghost, or a phantom.
Mister Godcliff guessed that the Array Master was probably her, Yin Ruo.
Jiang Yunchong smiled and said. “Being able to deceive an Array Master for so long. Yin Ruo, your attainment on formation arrays seemed to have some progress. It seems like it won’t be long before you will reach the realm of an Array Master.”
The beautiful soulshadow smiled slightly, and her smile was extremely beautiful, like a spring breeze upon one’s face.
The Drifter whispered. “Mister, we have been delayed. What should we do now? Should we still proceed with tonight’s plan?”
Mister Godcliff’s eyes was sharp, and said. “We have been arranging for this for so long, we cannot cancel it just because of a small accident. Follow the original plan, and leave here to me.”
The Drifter, the Wayfarer and the rest turned into beams of saint light as they rushed out of Tianjue Island.
Yin Ruo stretched out a translucent hand, as she pointed upwards, and said softly. “Formation, activate.”
Countless of light spots flew out from the palm of her hand.
The formation on Tianjue Island were activated and the skies were covered with dark clouds as thunder and lightning boomed, as a series of attacks fell, and blocked the path of the Drifter, the Wayfarer and the rest.
“Using a formation array before an Array Master. What impudence.”
Mister Godcliff’s index finger pointed and tapped at a point to the southwest of the array, and suddenly there was an explosion in the sky.
The Great Firmament Array that covered the entire Tianjue Island, was shattered at that point.
IN the place where the formation had collapsed, the dark clouds receded and formed into massive hole, with moonlight shining through it.
The Drifter, the Wayfarer, King DAxi... all of them flew out of the hole, and towards all directions of the Eastern Region Holy City.
At the same time, the cultivators in charge of attacking the eighty-one Eastern Region Saint King Manors all struck, as they launched a thunderous offensive, and sank the entire Eastern Region Holy City into the flames of war.
Jiang Yunchong raised both of his hands, as the saint Qi of heaven and earth quickly converged, and formed into a bird that was tens of miles long. The bird flapped its wings and rushed out of Tianjue Island to pursue King Daxi and the rest.
“Perish!”
With a wave of his sleeve, Mister Godcliff sent out an array mark hundreds of meters in diameter out, and struck the bird, tearing it apart.
Immediately afterwards, Mister Godcliff pointed his finger and struck at Jiang Yunchong.
With that finger, formed a twelve-layered circle formation, and each layer locked onto Jiang Yunchong, and completely sealing his path of retreat.
In other words, if he could not ward off this twelve formation circles, Jiang Yunchong will die.
“By just pointing a finger, he could stimulating the airflow and formed a twelve chain-linked array. The means of an Array Master is just too terrifying.”
There was no fear on Jiang Yunchong’s handsome face. He held his hands, and a large amount of saint path precepts rushed out, forming into a white wheel before him, and blasted against the Twelve Chain-linked Array
BAM! BAM!!
A series of explosions rang out and the white wheel destroyed of ten chain-linked arrays.
But the last two layers of the circular array landed on Jiang Yunchong, and sent him and Yin Ruo, to a distance of hundreds of feet away.
Yin Ruo’s attainment on formation arrays was very high, and she utilised the remaining arrays on Tianjue Island to block the two layer circular arrays.
“Pavilion Master.”
The group of brocade-robed cultivator all pulled out their sacred artifacts as they rushed before Jiang Yunchong.
“All of you, immediately stop them from attacking the Saint King Manors. Leave this place to me.” Jiang Yunchong may look like a young man, but he had the aura of an emperor.
No one dared to disobey his orders.
All of the brocade-robed cultivators pulled back, and flew away from Tianjue Island.
Mister Godcliff glanced at those brocade-robed cultivators, and showed a contemptuous look as he pointed to the sky. Suddenly, a massive array appeared in the sky, and covering the skies with in the radius of 100 of miles.
From the formation array, series of dragonsnake shadows rushed out, and crashed against the bodies of the brocade-robed cultivators.
DUSHH!!
A series of cries rang out.
In just a breath’s time, half of those powerful brocade-robed cultivators were killed.
“You’re courting death.”
A raging flame burned within Jiang Yunchong’s pupils as he yelled. “Gates of the Six Harmonies, sweep the land.”
In six directions around Jiang Yunchong, six hundred-foot-high gates of light appeared, as a large amount of saint path precepts and saint Qi of earth and heaven all converged towards the gates of light.
With tianjue Island as the epicenter, the entire area within thousand of miles turned darked, with only the six gates exuding a dazzling brilliance.
Mister Godcliff’s face stiffened, and felt that the saint art that Jiang Yunchong was using felt familiar, yet for a time, he could not remember where he had seen such a saint art.
In his impression, this was a high-level saint art, and its power was quite terrifying.
A saint could only cultivate low-level saint arts.
A Saint King, could cultivate intermediate-level saint arts.
Only a Supreme Saint could successfully cultivate high-level saint arts. But of course, there are exceptions, as some extraordinary, otherworldly characters among the Saint Kings were also able to cultivate a high level saint art to full completion.
“Jiang Yunchong, what realm are you from? Why are you preventing me from taking control of the Eastern Region Holy City?” Mister Godcliff’s yelled out in anger.
Jiang Yunchong said. “The faction of the Heavenly Realm’s desire to take control of the Eastern Region Holy City had violated the interests of many forces. You may very well take a guess where I’m actually from?”
“Six Harmonies, The Gate of Tao”
Without giving Mister Godcliff any time to think, Jiang Yunchong blasted one of the light gates out.
A high-level saint art, even an Array Master did not dare to underestimate it.
Mister Godcliff deployed nine black array flags, and formed a combat array.
The combat array revolved and flew out and crashed against the light gate. The two forces collided, and with a loud explosion, Tianjue Island was shattered.
On the island, god knows how many cultivators were reduced into dust in an instant.
Before elites on the level of Jiang Yunchong and Mister Godcliff, the lives of ordinary holy saint cultivators were quite fragile, just like a paper people.