God Emperor

Ling Feiyus eyes were extremely grave as she said seriously, “The way of the True Saint is the way of turning the intangible Rules of Saintly Way tangible. If your Rules of Saintly Way are like loose dirt, then the rules of a True Saint are sturdy rock. The Rules of Saintly Way of a True Saint in later stages are indestructible steel. How can dirt fend off steel?”

Zhang Ruochen had fought with Feng Yinying, who was in the early stages of the True Saint Realm. He knew how strong they were, but he wasnt like hed been before now. He wasnt afraid, even when facing a later-stage True Saint.

“If I cant fend it off, then I wont.”

As Zhang Ruochen spoke, he put Les body gently onto the ground. Then he straightened himself and stared at the Saint Leader of the Mu Family in the clouds.

Ling Feiyu was slightly shocked. She thought about what Zhang Ruochen meant.

The Saint Leader didnt waste any time. He activated his Holy Qi and attacked directly.

Beams of icy Rules of Saintly Way and Holy Qi poured out of him at the same time. They converged at his palms, forming a brilliant battle sword.

The Saint Leader was very clear about Zhang Ruochens records. This man could defeat the nine Heirs by himself. Thus, he was already using all his might with the first attack.

“Cold Light Welcoming Sword.”

“Mu Qingtian is indeed careful. He immediately used a saint spell. He wants to kill Zhang Ruochen with this strike, not giving him any chance of survival.”

…

The power from this saint spell forced countless cultivators under the Half-Saint Realm to their knees.

Zhang Ruochen, standing at the center of the spell, clearly suffered from even more pressure.

Ling Feiyu couldnt keep calm anymore. She wanted to help, but Ye Xiaoxiang stopped her.

“Palace Lord Ling should trust Zhang Ruochen,” Ye Xiaoxiang said. “Its only three strikes. What if he can take it?”

A storm rose up around the Saint Leader. “Die,” he uttered.

He pressed his hands down. The Cold Light Welcoming Sword struck forward. Instantly, the brilliant battle sword fell down like a sword-shaped mountain.

Everyones eyes were on Zhang Ruochen. They wanted to know how the Time and Space Descendant would block this attack.