Chapter 871 - God’s Destiny

Chapter 871: God’s Destiny
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Bearing the power of the palm, the Werewolf King’s body arched back and shot out like a rocket. He slammed against the hard altar.
Boom.
The chaos 800 years ago hadn’t been able to damage the altar, but the Werewolf King crashing into it actually caused it to cave in. Pieces of stone fell down, burying the Werewolf King.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground. His black hair fluttered in the wind, but his eyes were still calm. He raised his arm and looked at the Divine Fire Jingmie in his palm.
The divine fire has really multiplied my abilities,
he muttered to himself.
The Divine Fire Jingmie was fire that only a deity could control. It didn’t belong to the mortal world. Instead, it came from the insubstantial world of the gods. Of course, the power of the Divine Fire Jingmie changed often and was vast. It didn’t only represent destruction. It also had other elements.


At this moment, the Divine Fire Jingmie was tempering Zhang Ruochen’s body. It entered his internal organs, bones, and meridians while releasing immense power. This was the power that allowed Zhang Ruochen to fight with abilities multiple times stronger than his cultivation. He’d defeated the Werewolf King, a fifth level Half-Saint, as a Monk in the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm.
I am the closest to the Rules of Saintly Way during this process, Zhang Ruochen thought. This is a good chance to comprehend the time rules.
Zhang Ruochen had figured out close to 100 Rules of Saintly Way and had accumulated much. If he could figure out the rule of time tonight, he had a chance to instantly enter the Half-Saint Realm.
Closing his eyes, Zhang Ruochen started sensing the Saintly Way closely, searching for the truth of time.
Boom!
The Werewolf King burst out of the altar. His face was covered in dirt and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked down at his chest. Ten of the 12 layers of armor had melted. There was a palm-shaped hole.

It really is the Divine Fire Jingmie.

The Divine Fire Jingmie was powerful, but Zhang Ruochen couldn’t actually control it. Thus, the flame was faint. Its power was limited as well.
Because of this, the Werewolf King didn’t actually fear the Divine Fire Jingmie. What he really feared was Zhang Ruochen’s horrifying speed. How could a Monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm be faster than him? This went against nature.

Saint Soul Territory.
The Werewolf King released his Saint Soul Territory. It expanded, forming a golden ball with a diameter of hundreds of feet. It swallowed Zhang Ruochen.


Once a Half-Saint reached the fifth level, their saint souls could manipulate the Spiritual Qi within a 900 mile radius. Spiritual Qi flowed over endlessly. It rushed into the golden ball, strengthening its gravity.
Half of Zhang Ruochen’s mind was focused on the time rules. The other half could still operate and think.
The Werewolf King’s Saint Soul Territory indeed created great pressure for Zhang Ruochen. His speed still slowed down a lot even when he cast his Space Domain.

No wonder you’re the Time and Space Descendant,
the Werewolf King said.
You can remain composed even when standing in a fifth level Half-Saint’s Saint Soul Territory.


Werewolf King, you can’t kill me with your cultivation,
Zhang Ruochen said.
My cultivation is about to make a breakthrough. If I were you, I’d leave right now.


I’ve experienced so much to have my current cultivation and noble status. I won’t be scared away by your words. Even if you reach the Tenth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm, you’ll probably still be a bit away from the fifth level of the Half-Saint Realm. Plus, you haven’t made your breakthrough yet.


I have the Divine Fire Jingmie’s boost. If I reach the Tenth Change, I can easily kill you.

The Werewolf King didn’t show any fear. He sneered.
If you really reach the Tenth Change, the Divine Fire Jingmie will fade away too. Without the divine fire’s boost, it won’t be hard for me to take care of you.

To him, killing the Time and Space Descendent who was trying for the Tenth Change would be a valuable accomplishment. His name would also go down in history. Thus, he had to kill Zhang Ruochen, even if it meant risking his own life.
The Werewolf King stood in the center of the golden sphere. He opened his arms, swallowing Holy Qi. The golden ball spun rapidly. The stones and broken walls on the ground flew up under the magnetic pull. They spun around the ball.


The Elephant-swallowing Rabbit took Li Min away and hid in the distance. Otherwise, a single beam of Holy Qi from the Werewolf King could kill her.
Li Min gazed at the golden ball in the center of the city.
Zhang Ruochen hasn’t reached the Half-Saint Realm yet, but he dares to fight with the Werewolf King. I’m afraid he’ll die.


Nonsense. Lord Chen has a lot of tricks. Even if he can’t defeat the Werewolf King, he can still escape.

The Elephant-swallowing Rabbit was nervous too. Its red eyes were trained on the distant battlefield. It was confident in Zhang Ruochen, but the Werewolf King was too powerful. His aura was terrifyingly strong.
At the center of the golden ball, the Werewolf King raised his Half-moon Saint Sword again. He filled it with Holy Qi, turning it into a crescent moon. He brought it down quickly.
Standing on the ground, a black sword appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s hands. He drew a huge circle, forming a black and white taichi print.

Sword Two.

The sword struck upward.
Kaboom.
The swords clashed against each other, creating a horrible shockwave. The boulders hovering in the air were all pulverized.



Nine Stars Around the Moon.

Next, Zhang Ruochen struck again. He used the Nine-star Moon Sword, a superior-class Ghost Level technique, taking the initiative to attack the Werewolf King.

Consummate Skill.
The Werewolf King struck as well and clashed against Zhang Ruochen again.
This time, Zhang Ruochen thought, Sword Qi split.
The Abyss Ancient Sword instantly split into two halves. One of the sword shadows hit the Half-moon Saint Sword. The other hit the Werewolf King’s chest, piercing the last two layers of armor.
Poof!
Blood spewed out of the broken armor. The Werewolf King retreated rapidly, pressing a hand to his chest. He stared at Zhang Ruochen, no longer daring to underestimate the man.
Zhang Ruochen was truly a genius. Not only did he have the Time and Space Martial Deity Print, but he’d also cultivated swordsmanship to this amazing level.
The Divine Fire Jingmie started dancing wildly. It made Zhang Ruochen’s body turn translucent, like a fiery-red gemstone.
He was…about to enter the Tenth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm.



You’ll never reach that legendary state. Die!

The Werewolf King pushed off from the ground. With lightning speed, he activated all the runes on the Half-moon Saint Sword and struck.
On the other hand, King Thousand-elephant sent Blackie flying with a punch. Then he picked up his spear and worked together with the Werewolf King, attacking Zhang Ruochen’s back.
Just then, an explosion sounded within Zhang Ruochen. He seemed to have reached some turning point.
Then all the Spiritual Qi in the surroundings started burning. A spark of divine fire hovered in Zhang Ruochen’s Sea of Qi. It was like a person sitting, meditating in a sea of clouds.
Zhang Ruochen had finally reached the Tenth Change, forming the God’s Destiny.
Whoosh. He opened his eyes. Terrifying light shone from them.
Sword light flashed. The Abyss Ancient Sword had stabbed forward, clashing with the blade of the Half-moon Saint Sword. Next, Zhang Ruochen turned his wrist. Shreds of Divine Fire Jingmie surged out of his palm, converging at the sword tip.
Pow!
Cracks appeared on the Half-moon Saint Sword. Then it exploded into shards of broken pieces. These pieces were all absorbed by the Ancient Abyss Sword, becoming part of the sword.
The sword light continued rushing forward, seemingly unstoppable. It pierced the Werewolf King’s body with a poof.
The Werewolf King’s eyes widened. His vitality was slipping away.
How…is this possible…
he uttered.
Zhang Ruochen quickly withdrew his sword. He felt dangerous aura come from behind him. He immediately went to the right.
At the same time, King Thousand-elephant’s spear stabbed into Zhang Ruochen’s afterimage. It hit the Werewolf King’s forehead, destroying his skull.
King Thousand-elephant stopped. Looking at the Werewolf King’s corpse, he was taken aback. Then he huffed.
Tricky guy.

The moment he was taken aback, Zhang Ruochen used his impossible speed to appear above King Thousand-elephant. He brought the Abyss Ancient Sword down.

Thousand-elephant Infinition.

King Thousand-elephant sensed it. He twisted his wrist, holding up the spear to block above his head. Black Holy Qi rolled out of his burly body, forming various elephant shadows. They circled the spear like planets revolving around the sun.
Boom!
The Abyss Ancient Sword clashed against the bronze spear. Next, the huge elephant shadows rushed up together. They formed an unbeatable surge of power, forcing Zhang Ruochen to fly back. Zhang Ruochen held his sword and floated to the top of the damaged altar like a leaf. He wasn’t hurt at all.
King Thousand-elephant picked up his spear and pointed it at Zhang Ruochen. Huffing coldly, he said,
Zhang Ruochen, I’m not the Werewolf King. You’re not at my level.


Really?

Zhang Ruochen stared at the bronze spear. King Thousand-elephant also stared at it. Surprisingly, a faint crack appeared in the center. It wouldn’t disable the entire spear, but it still destroyed various runes inside it.
One must know that the runes of a saint weapon were all interconnected in a complex relationship. If a single one was broken, the saint weapon’s power would be reduced greatly.
Such a powerful sword. Could it be Sword Saint Xuanji’s Taotian Sword? King guessed, inhaling sharply.
After all, his Thunder God Axe and Spear was a very powerful saint weapon. Nothing could damage it except a Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon.
Thus, his first thought was the Taotian Sword. The Abyss Ancient Sword was powerful and had a unique nature, but it wasn’t as well-known as the Taotian Sword.