Chapter 814: The Might of Thirty-Four Half-Saint Battle Corpses

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

There was not even a hint of a smile on Jialuo Lan’s face. Only cold anger remained. “You’re not a simple case. You actually killed Jialuo Kong. The Elder was right. If you mature, you truly can fight with Empress Chi Yao.”

“So?” Zhang Ruochen raised the Abyss Ancient Sword and glanced at Jialuo Lan.

“Since you are going against the Death Zen Sect, I cannot let you mature,” Jialuo Lan said. “Today is your death date.”

“Your cultivation isn’t much stronger than Jialuo Kong,” said Zhang Ruochen. “I’m afraid you won’t be able to kill me.”

“You didn’t kill Jialuo Kong because your abilities are enough to fight a third level Half-Saint. It’s because there is no Spiritual Qi in the netherworld and Jialuo Kong’s strength was restricted. You also used the mysterious spatial power. That is why you won.”

“Isn’t it the same for you?” Zhang Ruochen asked nonchalantly.

Jialuo Lan shook his head. “Since Jialuo Kong has already used his death to create a painful lesson, do you think I’ll make the same mistake as him?”

Whoosh!

Jialuo Lan put his hands together and chanted a mantra. A golden rune appeared on the foreheads of the 57 Half-Saint puppets behind him at once. Then 57 rays of golden light shot out of their foreheads, gathering on Jialuo Lan.

His cultivation had only been at the beginning of the third level of the Half-Saint Realm. After combining the powers of the 57 Half-Saint puppets, his energy waves reached that of someone in the later stages of the third level.

It was definitely a considerable difference between the beginning and later stages of the third level.

“This trick again.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t reveal any fear. He calculated in his mind whether he should call out Mu Lingxi, Han Xue, the demon rat and Blackie to beat up Jialuo Lan. After thinking, he rejected this plan. After all, Jialuo Lan was still stronger than most Half-Saints. He was a very dangerous person.

In this case…

“Blackie, he’s yours!”

Zhang Ruochen summoned Blackie from the Universe Spiritual Map. In addition, Blackie also brought out 34 Half-Saint puppets. They formed an arc behind it.

Seeing this, Jialuo Lan’s eyes almost fell out of their sockets. How could Zhang Ruochen control dozens of Half-Saint puppets too? “You also practice the Death Zen Way?”

No.

The one controlling the Half-Saint puppets wasn’t Zhang Ruochen. It was the thing beside Zhang Ruochen…the slightly fat black cat.

How could a cat know the Death Zen Buddhist Way?

Blackie rolled its eyes at Jialuo Lan. The whiskers on its round face twitched. “I have only studied it a bit. I must say, that Elder of the Death Zen Sect is indeed a genius. He actually combined Buddhism, battle formations, and necromancy.”

“How can a savage beast comprehend the truth of the Death Zen Buddhist Way?” Jialuo Lan scoffed. How could a cat understand it?

“You dare to look down on me, stupid human? I’ll teach you a lesson.”

Blackie put on a cruel expression and cast a Death Zen spell. It guided the powers of the 34 Half-Saint puppets onto it.

More accurately, the 34 Half-Saint corpses behind Blackie were battle corpses instead of puppets.

In the scroll world, Blackie followed the records of the Death Zen Sect and refined the 34 Half-Saint corpses. It made all the battle corpses reach the first level of the Half-Saint Realm.

One could say that the 34 Half-Saint battle corpses were far stronger than Jialuo Lan’s 57 Half-Saint puppets.

The 24 Half-Saint battle corpses opened their eyes. They shone with black light. Strands of chilling energy surged from their bodies, forming 34 clouds of fog.

Even Zhang Ruochen’s eyes hardened. He could clearly feel the vast power within the 34 Half-Saint battle corpses.

They’d died many years ago, but the auras radiating from them weren’t far from a first level Half-Saint. Just the thought of 34 first level Half-Saints was terrifying.

Even with Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation, he would want to escape immediately if he faced them.

Of course, these battle corpses were far from 34 true first level Half-Saints. After all, they were mindless dead objects. They had no intelligence.

How did Blackie turn them into battle corpses? Zhang Ruochen thought.

He wasn’t the only one surprised. Even Jialuo Lan was frightened.

The creation of a Half-Saint battle corpse required all types of materials and a great amount of resources. How could he not be shocked to see 34 Half-Saint battle corpses come out so suddenly?

But before he could think about it too much, Blackie attacked with the 34 Half-Saint battle corpses. They were obviously able to flatten the 57 Half-Saint puppets, instantly defeating them. Afterward, the 34 battle corpses surrounded Jialuo Lan and, with Blackie as the head, attacked with all types of powers.

“Blackie, remember to keep him alive,” Zhang Ruochen ordered. “I need to ask him some things.”

He didn’t actually join in the fight. He stood to the side, controlling the Space Domain over the area so Jialuo Lan couldn’t escape.

As the saying went, everything was a full circle. The tides had completely turned now.

Jialuo Lan’s cultivation was indeed very high, but he couldn’t withstand the siege of 34 Half-Saint battle corpses. Dozens of injuries soon appeared on his body.

Zhang Ruochen’s battle beast is too incredible. If I continue to fight, I’ll probably die here today.

Jialuo Lan was a decisive man. He immediately pulled out a saint decree. Golden Buddhist light flooded out of it, enveloping him.

“I shall remember this and make you pay in the future.”

There was only anger in Jialuo Lan’s eyes. Using the power of the saint decree, he transformed into golden light and flew into the sky. If he activated the saint decree’s power, he could escape even if he was up against an average Saint.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen was prepared. Just as Jialuo Lan flew up, he was forced back by a spatial crack. He couldn’t escape at all.

“Heh, bald mule, you think you can escape?”

Blackie laughed. He brought the 34 Half-Saint battle corpses over, flooding over Jialuo Lan. After a beat up session, Jialuo Lan was sprawled on the ground, hanging onto his last breath.

A moment later, Blackie cast a secret spell called Subjugation Point. Using its claws, it hit Jialuo Lan 108 times, making him cry out continuously. After the spell was complete, Jialuo Lan’s Saintly Meridians and meridians were all sealed. He could no longer attack.

“Zhang Ruochen, you are a bully. Try to fight me personally!” Jialuo Lan yelled, unwilling to accept this.

Zhang Ruochen watched as Blackie tied Jialuo Lan up with a twelfth level True Treasure Class chain. Then he walked over and said nonchalantly, “You can’t even defeat a cat. Do you think you’re qualified to fight against me? To be honest, the Monks of the Death Zen Sect disappoint me quite a bit. There’s nobody truly powerful.”

If he wanted to force answers out of Jialuo Lan’s mouth, he had to first destroy Jialuo Lan’s confidence and mind. Otherwise, a Half-Saint wouldn’t give in to a Monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm even if he was captured.

“Sir Zhang, aren’t you looking down on the Death Zen Sect too much?” a wispy voice traveled from the darkness.

Zhang Ruochen instantly felt unprecedented danger shrouding him. This feeling was as if a mortal was being watched by the God of Death.

“Haha! Buddha Xinshu will be here soon. Zhang Ruochen, your death date is coming!” Jialuo Lan laughed loudly.

Zhang Ruochen’s expression had never been so serious before. He looked in the direction of the voice and said, “He should be thousands of miles away. He just used some saintly spell to make his voice arrive first.”

Faced with someone like Buddha Xinshu, even escaping into the Universe Spiritual Map was useless. If Buddha Xinshu got his hands on the Universe Spiritual Map, he could refine the scroll with his cultivation.

At that time, everyone in the scroll world would die.

Thus, Zhang Ruochen immediately took out a saint decree. He was ready to activate its power and escape. But as soon as he grasped the saint decree, he looked up and discovered that countless stars had appeared in the black sky. They shone brilliantly.

Even more shocking was that the stars filling the sky were falling rapidly.

“What’s going on? Why is the netherworld’s sky filled with stars?” Blackie scratched its head, not understanding this.

Zhang Ruochen looked very uncomfortable. “Those aren’t stars. That’s the light from the ten thousand Buddhist weapons on the Thousand Treasure Cassock. To prevent us from escaping, Buddha Xinshu has already opened the Thousand Treasure Cassock to wrap up the entire sky. Even if we use a saint decree, we won’t be able to escape.”

Faced with this hopeless situation, most people would fall into despair, but Zhang Ruochen was still composed.

Jialuo Lan laughed eerily again. “You still want to escape, even after Buddha Xinshu has acted? Zhang Ruochen, I invited you to join the Death Zen Sect, but you insisted on becoming our enemy. Do you regret it now?”

The feeling of danger got closer and closer. The Thousand Treasure Cassock falling from the sky was about to wrap around all of them. But Zhang Ruochen’s sharp senses realized that Ghost King Bloodmoon, who’d been standing on the small island, suddenly jumped into the river and sank to the bottom.

Zhang Ruochen was overjoyed. This is Ghost King Bloodmoon’s lair. She must have many escape routes. If I pursue her, I might be able to escape.

He grabbed Jialuo Lan and rushed to the bottom of the river, chasing after Ghost King Bloodmoon.

Blackie’s eyes rolled. It collected all the Half-Saint puppets on the river into a spatial ring. Then it also rushed to the bottom of the river.

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