Chapter 1439: True Saint

A great amount of Ning True Saint Dew entered Zhang Ruochen’s stomach. It immediately transformed into a bone-piercing current. It wrapped around his organs, about to freeze his blood.

Crackle, crackle.

A layer of white ice formed on his skin.

The ice grew thicker and thicker until it transformed into an ice mountain, sealing Zhang Ruochen within.

He held his breath, but the Holy Qi within him kept circulating. Shreds of cold Qi kept moving into his Sea of Qi, joining the Heaven Pass River.

Inside the Heaven Pass River, the more than 300 Rules of Saintly Way kept flowing without stopping. Each rule contained extremely magical power, representing a type of truth from the world.

Each Rule of Saintly Way was cultivated to the extreme and was able to destroy the world.

It was an advantage to cultivate more than 300 Rules of Saintly Way at the same time, but it also made it difficult for Zhang Ruochen to improve.

As time passed, the first rule finally turned tangible and showed completely. It was extremely eye-catching in the Heaven Pass River.

Zhang Ruochen celebrated inwardly and kept going.

A second rule, third, fourth…

The Rules of Saintly Way kept appearing. Soon, more than 100 rules had become tangible.

The light from the Heaven Pass River kept growing brighter and brighter. It flowed faster and faster too.

Even with the obstruction from the Time and Space Crystal, the rules in the outside world still sensed the changes in the rules within Zhang Ruochen.

Whoosh!

As if stirred by an invisible force, the blood-red water of the Great Whale River rippled. Then a whirlpool appeared, sweeping up higher and higher waves.

In the center of the whirlpool, a tornado formed by Spiritual Qi shot into the clouds from the river. It was extremely majestic.

The Rules of Saintly Way evolved even faster within Zhang Ruochen’s Sea of Qi.

After around half a day, other than the rules of time and space, all other rules had become real. The Heaven Pass River shone with dazzling light, enveloping the ice mountain on Zhang Ruochen.

I need too much Ning True Saint Dew to consolidate the rules of time and space. No wonder they’re the ancient ways.

Zhang Ruochen drank 200 more drops of Ning True Saint Dew. He activated the Emperor Ming Nine-sky Scripture and used all his might to move the icy power within. He continued to consolidate the rules of time and space.

The rules of time and space were like two bottomless holes. They still didn’t consolidate after absorbing 200 drops of Ning True Saint Dew.

Continue.

Zhang Ruochen drank 200 more drops and continued cultivating.

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After refining 1,200 drops of Ning True Saint Dew, two soft sounds finally came from within the Time and Space Saint Figures. Then two Rules of Saintly Way that passed through the entire Heaven Pass River appeared.

The rules of time and space were extremely strong. Instead of flowing with the Heaven Pass River, it seemed to be making the river flow with them.

Crackle, crackle.

A string of explosions sounded within Zhang Ruochen. He instantly entered into the True Saint Realm.

He immediately rushed out of the Time and Space Crystal, broke through the river, and flew into the sky. Spiritual Qi rushed to him crazily, flooding into the 144 apertures on his body and the Sacred Mark on his forehead.

The Spiritual Qi in the surrounding sky was quickly emptied.

But his body was still changing. Thus, Zhang Ruochen opened his spatial ring. He took out more than 1,000 saint stones and made them hover around him.

The Holy Qi contained in the saint stones were extracted and snaked into his body. Some melted into his blood, organs, bones, and meridians. Others melted into the saintly source and Heaven Pass River.

This was a breakthrough in realm and life.

After becoming a Saint, every breakthrough of realm could increase the cultivator’s longevity and vitality greatly. This was a change in life.

Clearly, the gap between the Heaven Pass Realm and True Saint Realm was very large. The change in life was great as well. It also had very large requirements for Holy Qi and Saintly Qi.

The saint stones hovering around Zhang Ruochen grew smaller and smaller. Finally, they were dried of Holy Qi and turned into white powder.

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Zhang Ruochen slowly floated down and landed on the bank of the Great Whale River. His body shone with saintly light. The halo formed by 108 rings of light wrapped around him like 108 layers of shields.

After reaching the True Saint Realm, Zhang Ruochen’s aura changed too. He wasn’t like a mortal anymore. He was spiritual, ethereal, pure, and divine, like a god from the nine heavens.

Zhang Ruochen pointed forward.

A common beam of ice rules flew out of his fingertip. Then the land seemed to be affected by the ice rules and became extremely cold. Large snowflakes fell down within thousands of miles. This portion of the Great Whale River even froze over.

The True Saint Realm is indeed much stronger than the Heaven Pass Realm. No wonder those Saints say that you can’t fight across realms after reaching the Heaven Pass Realm. But… To me, crossing into the True Saint and Absolute Saint Realm to fight isn’t that hard.

With my current abilities, I can probably crush the Nine Nine to One Formation and second marquises if I charge into the wormhole again. I can destroy them to bits.

Zhang Ruochen clenched his hand. In the near distance, an ice river exploded into a cracked glacier.

The saint soul body flew over from the distance and rushed into Zhang Ruochen’s body.

The saint soul body hadn’t received news from Mu Lingxi while he’d been cultivating.

He furrowed his brows, a bit worried. Did she run into difficulties?

Zhang Ruochen didn’t feel like going back to the wormhole to kill the Luosha marquises. He immediately followed the Great Whale River and flew down. He prepared to capture a Luosha marquis or a Saint from the Shatuo Seven Fields and ask if anything had happened in the Whale River Territory. Perhaps he could find Mu Lingxi’s traces.

After flying around 20,000 miles, Zhang Ruochen sensed strong battle ripples ahead. Beams of saintly light shot into the sky, shaking the air.

Zhang Ruochen opened his Heavenly Eyes and looked in the direction of the battle. Instead of evil Qi, he discovered that it was a group of Saints from the Heaven World.

“It’s Hell Blade Field again… And Purple Mansion Field… That is…”

Seeing that figure, a different expression flashed past Zhang Ruochen’s face. His lips curled up slightly.

There were around 60 Saints from Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field. They were all top figures. Three of them had even reached the Absolute Saint Realm.

The Saint surrounded by them was one of the Nine Heavenly Maidens—Qing Mo.

Compared to when she accompanied “Huang Yanchen,” Qing Mo looked very different. Perhaps this was her true appearance.

However, her aura and expressions didn’t change at all, so Zhang Ruochen recognized her instantly.

Qing Mo had now reached the True Saint Realm. Her cultivation speed was very shocking. After getting the inheritance from the God of Food, she became very strong even though she didn’t like fighting. She could fight fiercely with early Absolute Saints.

Absolute Saint Nanmei of the Purple Mansion Field looked to be around 28 or 29 years old. She was a good-looking woman in a glamorous robe. Her eyes blazed. “That silver kitchen knife isn’t something simple. It must be a powerful divine weapon.”

“Kunlun’s Field was once so vibrant and produced many gods,” Absolute Saint Yanju said with cold eyes. “Those gods left behind countless treasures. Clearly, this girl was lucky and received one.”

“There aren’t even five divine weapons in all of Purple Mansion Field. They’re practically all in the hands of Absolute Saints. I can’t believe a mere Saint of Kunlun’s Field can have a divine weapon. If we continue to kill their Saints, we might be able to encounter even more treasures.”

Absolute Saint Yumu’s eyes flashed with murderous Qi. Then he put his hands together into a print. A five-fingered mountain appeared above his hands and slammed down on Qing Mo.

Qing Mo was already badly injured. Her clothes were all dyed red with blood. How could she take Absolute Saint Yumu’s attack?

Crack!

Qing Mo was about to strike with her sword, but the five-fingered mountain broke her arm. Her bone cracked and the slender hand instantly turned into wood. It became green vines.

The silver knife fell to the ground with a thud.

Qing Mo was timid by nature and very fragile. She’d been forcing herself to hold up before, but now, she couldn’t take the attacks anymore. Tears appeared in her eyes and she started crying.

Absolute Saint Yumu picked up the silver knife. Suppressing the weapon spirit inside, his face filled with joy. “A divine weapon. It really is a divine weapon. With this, I can kill even third marquises in one strike.”

Then Absolute Saint Yumu’s eyes turned to Qing Mo. It gleamed menacingly.

Absolute Saint Nanmei said, “Don’t kill her. Her original form is a dark green sacred vine, more than 40 to 50 thousand years old. It’s the best ingredient for a divine pill. The pill’s effect will be reduced if she dies.”

“I don’t want to be turned into a pill. I…don’t…wah…” Qing Mo bit her lip. She looked extremely pitiful as she shuddered and cried, retreating without stop.

Her weak and frightful appearance didn’t look like a True Saint at all. Instead, she was as helpless as a rich girl whose home was robbed.

Absolute Saint Nanmei sneered. “A True Saint pretending to be pitiful? You think you can escape like this? Let me tell you. Already 16 Saints from Kunlun’s Field have died in my hands since coming to Zuling Field.”

“I’m not pretending. Kill me…if you want but… But don’t turn me into a divine pill… I’m only a cook…” Qing Mo trembled like a little bird. She kept crying and her voice softened until only she could hear.

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

Absolute Saint Nanmei’s eyes darkened. She lost all patience. Reaching out a palm, she formed a claw and reached forward. A dozen-meter-long claw print appeared instantly.

Suddenly, a white arrow flew over in the sky.

Poof.

The arrow penetrated Absolute Saint Nanmei’s claw, leaving a bloody hole.

Her dozen-meter-long claw print had already reached Qing Mo. Hit by the arrow, it shattered immediately, turning into shreds of smoke.