Chapter 702: The Half-Saint Avatar

Qi Hong immediately sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, and put them to his chest. Then, a Sacred Mark appeared between his eyebrows.

As the Sacred Mark constantly rotated, a mass of white sacred brilliance emitted out and enveloped his body to dispel the Death Qi.

The Death Qi contained in the elixir was limited, so Qi Hong gradually suppressed it inside his body as he mobilized the Half-Saint’s Light.

“How powerful a Half-Saint is!” Zhang Ruochen changed his expression.

The Death Qi in the elixir was powerful enough to bring a violent death to 10 monks at the Ninth Change in the Fish-dragon Realm in an instant. However, Qi Hong was so incredibly powerful that he could force out the current of evil Qi.

Before Qi Hong completely forced out the Death Qi, Zhang Ruochen had to kill him.

“Sword One.”

Zhang Ruochen held the Golden Snake Divine Rapier and integrated with the sword. He changed into a golden light shuttle and thrust at Qi Hong.

“Lin Yue, you might underestimate a Half-Saint too much. Given your feeble cultivation, I can kill you with a single hair.” Qi Hong let out a sonorous sound using Spiritual Power instead of his mouth.

“Abyss Spirits, kill that man.”

Just then, a white Holy Sword flew at Zhang Ruochen from the Sacred Mark between Qi Hong’s eyebrows.

The white Holy Sword was called “Abyss Spirits”. It was Qi Hong’s natal sword and had been following him for 160 years.

Qi Hong injected an abundance of Holy Qi into the Abyss Spirits Holy Sword. As long as the Holy Qi had not been exhausted, the sword spirit of the Holy Sword could voluntarily launch attacks against enemies.

“Bang!”

The Abyss Spirits Holy Sword sent forth a dazzling sword radiance. With a brandish of the sword, a 10-meter-long Sword Qi was formed and sent Zhang Ruochen flying through the air.

As for the attacking force, a Holy Sword was far superior to a monk at the Ninth Change in the Fish-dragon Realm. It had the power to kill Zhang Ruochen.

The sword spirit let out a sound again. “Junior, take another one of my strikes.”

“Swish, swish!”

More than 300 currents of Sword Qi rushed out from the Abyss Spirits Holy Sword and formed a howling Sword Qi storm that rushed at Zhang Ruochen. The chaotic Sword Qi left thickly dotted sword marks on the ground as if the entire hill would be razed to the ground.

At the center of the Sword Qi storm, the Abyss Spirits Holy Sword became more than 30 meters long and as wide as a door plank, and it contained cataclysmic power.

This was a very formidable power, which was comparable to that of Ouyang Huan’s Blue-sky Demon Handprint.

Zhang Ruochen immediately opened the Yin Yang Wooden Graph, which turned into a huge scroll, to try to take away the Abyss Spirits Holy Sword.

The Abyss Spirits Holy Sword was highly intelligent and could feel the force of the Yin Yang Wooden Graph. It immediately shot up into the sky and escaped, instead of confronting the Yin Yang Wooden Graph head-on.

Soon afterward, a deep voice rang out. A man laughed while saying, “Good boy, you have such an important treasure. Since that’s the case, I’ll kindly accept it!”

Qi Hong still sat cross-legged on the ground. Then, a translucent shadow came out of him, stood up directly, and took a step forward. It condensed into a man that was the same as Qi Hong.

It looked like a spirit was freeing itself from his body.

“The Half-Saint Avatar.”

As his face fell, Zhang Ruochen unfolded the dragon wings on his back without hesitation and escaped into the distance at top speed.

The Half-Saint Avatar had a part of the Half-Saint’s power, so Zhang Ruochen was unable to defeat it now.

Although the Shooting Star Invisible Cloak was taken away by Qi Hong, Zhang Ruochen would still have a chance to take it back in the future as long as he remained alive.

“Is the man from the Divine Dragon-Human Clan?”

Seeing the pair of dragon wings on Zhang Ruochen’s back, Qi Hong’s avatar looked confused.

Subsequently, it reached out an arm to retrieve the Abyss Spirits Holy Sword and then hastily pursued Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and discovered Qi Hong’s avatar getting closer and closer.

The two of them flew with one chasing and the other escaping.

Along the way, they had fought four times. And Zhang Ruochen narrowly escaped every time.

“Zhang Ruochen, things are bad. We’ve had nowhere to go while facing just an avatar. If Qi Hong completely forces out the Death Qi and catches up to us, we’ll have no way to survive,” Blackie said.

Blackie had already come out of Zhang Ruochen’s sleeves and stood on his shoulder. He constantly rendered Inscriptions of Array and struck out backward to hinder the speed of Qi Hong’s avatar.

“The time is not yet ripe. Until the time is correct, I’ll send the avatar off to the void by using the Power of Space.” Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth with a cold expression in his eyes.

He had no alternatives. With his current cultivation, he was able to kill the Half-Saint avatar by using the power of time and space.

In order to avoid having his identity exposed, Zhang Ruochen only had one chance to attack, so he had to be very cautious.

He escaped roughly 2,000 miles.

Zhang Ruochen broke into a strange area that had black soil on the barren ground. Furthermore, there was no Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi around, neither in the sky nor underground.

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That meant that once a monk burst in, the Genuine Qi inside would be exhausted. He could not absorb any Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to make up for the physical depletion, so he would become weaker and weaker.

It was the first time that Zhang Ruochen had seen such a weird place.

In the Fallen-gods Mountain Range, there were many ancient relics and forbidden areas. In some regions, even if one was a Saint, it would be dangerous.

Right now, the area that Zhang Ruochen broke into was probably a relic.

Blackie jumped down from Zhang Ruochen’s shoulder, fell to the ground, and smelled using his nose.

He smelled blood in the soil and said, “How ancient this aura is! Is this place a medieval relic?”

Zhang Ruochen slowed down, not daring to run on. He used his Sky Eye to look into the distance.

Beyond 300 meters, a black cloud rose up from the earth. The cloud was in the form of a group of ferocious-looking devils. It contained strong Yin Qi and blocked the light of the Sky Eye.

“I feel that there is a murderous breath there. Once I break into this place, I will probably die without a burial place.” Zhang Ruochen looked solemn as he perceived considerable danger.

When he was about to retreat, he turned back and discovered that Qi Hong’s avatar had caught up to him and was suspended more than 30 meters above the ground.

Qi Hong’s avatar sneered and said in a condescending tone, “Lin Yue, if you give me the scroll, I will consider sparing your life.”

Zhang Ruochen pretended to be calm as he said with a smile, “Really? Shall I thank you for your kindness to spare my life?”

“Don’t refuse a toast only to drink to a forfeit.”

The avatar turned somber, raised its palm, mobilized a current of Holy Qi, and struck out quickly.

“Cloud-tearing Palm Strike.”

It was a really amazing Ghost Level martial technique. The power displayed by a Half-Saint avatar would naturally be stronger than that displayed by a monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm.

Zhang Ruochen performed Sword Two and soared up into the sky and fiercely collided with the Cloud-tearing Palm Strike.

Even with Sword Two, it was difficult for him to break through the strong palm power.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen was struck 300 meters away and fell into the depths of a medieval relic.

Zhang Ruochen supported himself on the ground with one hand and held the hilt with his other hand. Blood was pouring out of his mouth but he was tough-minded.

He secretly released the Space Domain, covering an area with a five-kilometer radius.

Qi Hong’s avatar did not want to kill Zhang Ruochen immediately, rather it wanted to capture him alive. It planned to search for something from his memory by using Soul-searching Occult.

Just because it had this attitude, Zhang Ruochen had a chance to survive.

“Junior, do you still want to struggle desperately? To be honest, I’ve forced out the evil Qi and I’m on my way right now. Do you think that it’s necessary to keep fighting?”

Qi Hong’s avatar descended to the ground, walked over to Zhang Ruochen, and sneered. Like a judge, it held the Abyss Spirits Holy Sword and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen’s Qi Sea between his eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen had a weird smile on his face as he moved his finger forward.

“Swoosh!”

Just then, the space in front of him warped violently.

The Abyss Spirits Holy Sword had originally been going against Zhang Ruochen. Suddenly, that became reversed and it went against Qi Hong’s avatar.

Qi Hong’s avatar was a little surprised because it had never seen that before. Without any thought, it immediately retreated.

After Zhang Ruochen performed “Space Collapse”, the space behind Qi Hong’s avatar fractured and changed into a giant hole, 33 meters in diameter.

“Boom!”

A strong devouring force came out of the fractured space, which was like the eye of a storm. It formed a huge energy vortex to take away Qi Hong’s avatar and Abyss Spirits Holy Sword.

“This is … the Power of… Space…”

At the last moment, Qi Hong’s avatar came to its senses. It widened its eyes and stared at Zhang Ruochen as if it were seeing a ghost.

“Huff!”

A moment later, Qi Hong’s avatar and Abyss Spirits Holy Sword were both torn to pieces by the fractured space.

The Power of Space was able to destroy everything.

When Qi Hong’s avatar and Abyss Spirits Holy Sword shattered, Qi Hong, 800 miles away, bled from the corner of his mouth while a stream of blood rose up in his throat as if he had been punched.

“How can this be? Lin Yue is able to destroy my avatar and my natal sword? What on earth happened?”

Normally, a man could perceive everything that his avatar experienced.

Perhaps the avatar had been killed in a flash, so he was unable to send messages back to the actual man in time.

Whether it was an avatar or the natal sword, once they were destroyed, Qi Hong would suffer enormous trauma. Even if he took panaceas, he would spend at least one year to fully recover.

Qi Hong was very irritated and flew forward even faster.