"Emperor Chi volunteered to become a heavenly slave and sacrificed himself to help the empress accomplish that great thing."
Prajna's touching and clean face showed undisguised admiration.
Those who dare to sacrifice themselves in order to achieve great things and to buy a better future for more people deserve her admiration.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It is so difficult for a monk to cultivate from a mortal to a state of eternal death. Is it worth it to sacrifice as much as you say?"
"worth."
"Even the Empress herself is not sure whether the Supreme Being is still alive. Perhaps his sacrifice is of no value at all."
Prajna spoke in a firm tone and said: "Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, it is worth it. If my death can play a role in rescuing the Supreme Being, I will give up my life without hesitation and without any regrets.
"
"Just like before, did you dedicate yourself to Chi Yao?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Prajna said: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"It seems that your memory is really missing a lot." Zhang Ruochen said.
Prajna said: "I don't care which memory you want me to remember, but I know that the Queen did everything right. She carries a heavy responsibility. Her heart is stronger than anyone else and can be calm.
Facing all the honor and disgrace in the world."
"Zhang Ruochen, you are not as strong as her, and you are not as determined as her. You still don't know how to take your future."
"Really?" Zhang Ruochen seemed to be asking himself.
"Do you have a dream?"
"Do you have a big and ambitious goal?"
"Have you ever thought about what kind of life you should live in the future?"
"You didn't, you were just walking the path that others wanted you to take. The path that the old Shengming Ministry wanted you to take, the path that the Moon God wanted you to take, the path that the Blood Queen wanted you to take, the path that the Blood God of War wanted you to take.
The way to go..."
"But I am different. I always understand what I want to do, what I am doing, and what the meaning of cultivation is."
Qiyang, who was kneeling aside, finally understood the meaning of "the more you know, the sooner you will die". His skin was shaking all over his body, and he felt that he was already on the verge of death.
What do these secrets have to do with him?
He didn't want to know at all.
If I had known better, I would not have entered the altar of death, let alone the true world of Prajna, even if I had fought to the death.
Now, I can't escape even if I want to.
Zhang Ruochen didn't want to have Prajna's idea. These two people were old acquaintances at all, and they may not necessarily be old lovers.
"His Royal Highness Prajna and Great Sage Ruochen, you two are both figures with great supernatural powers. Why not erase this memory of mine? If it is not possible, erase all my memories. In this way, I will know nothing.
!" Qiyang said pleadingly.
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and remained silent.
Prajna sighed: "Emperor Chi doesn't know that you are cooperating with the Empress. Before he became the Heavenly Slave, he received the task of dying in my hands. Try your best to cooperate with me and win the first place in the Battle of Hunting Heaven."
Zhang Ruochen finally opened his eyes, shooting out a scorching fire-like light, and said: "Can you kill the great sage who is destined to die?"
"With my cultivation alone, of course I can't kill the great sage who will live forever. However, I can use the destiny disk to control this death altar and combine the power of the three hundred great sages of the dead. That power
The power is enough to kill anyone on the battlefield of Huntian." Prajna had an aura that would give him nothing else, and he was as strong as a mountain.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The thoughts of the gods are all paying attention to the hunting battlefield. No matter how realistic your play is, there will definitely be clues from the gods."
Prajna said: "So this battle must be fought on the seventh dark star. The energy contained in the seventh dark star is huge, enough to avoid the eyes of the gods of all worlds, and it can also blind the perception and calculation of the gods."
"What if the spiritual power of the gods is strong enough?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Prajna shook his head slightly and said: "Impossible! The distance between the Huntian Battlefield and the Temple of Destiny is already very far away. It is counted in hundreds of millions of miles. It is difficult for the perception of the gods to reach it. Coupled with the influence of the energy of the Dark Star, no matter how powerful the mental power is,
, will also lose its effect.”
"It's not that simple. Let me do this!" Zhang Ruochen said.
Prajna said: "It's really your turn to do it. I'll give you all the points. You will definitely be number one in the Battle of Hunting Heaven. However, you can't do it alone. The Death Altar can help you."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were firm and he shook his head and said: "I told you not to get involved, so just don't get involved."
Prajna frowned tightly and said: "You can't be his opponent. If you try to be brave, you will only die. Since you are here, come with me, ride on the death altar, and fight for the first time."
Dark Star No. 7. As long as you are with me, Emperor Chi will naturally understand your identity."
"Don't think of the gods in the hell world so simply. It's better for you and me not to have close contact. Being enemies is good for everyone."
Zhang Ruochen looked at the white rain in the sky and said: "Let me out, it's time to go. If I don't leave, those people who are looking at the eyes of the gods of all realms will probably think that I really did something to you!"
"That's right! I will think carefully about the questions you asked me."
…
The death altar is made up of more than 1.7 million holy corpses. It is majestic and magnificent, and the holy light reaches the sky. It has not yet started to operate, but the power it erupts has already made the holy soul of the great sage feel uneasy and trembling.
The most powerful person in the dead clan, Yuan Fei, is a young man who looks quite elegant.
He stood under the death altar, with a proud expression on his body, and said: "Only on the Shuntian battlefield can such a majestic altar be built. If it were anywhere else, I would have to kill all the creatures in the world to build it.
.From today on, we, the dead race, will dominate the hunting battlefield."
A purple-haired girl held a lapis lazuli staff and came to the side of Yuan Fei. She reported extremely excitedly: "The death altar has been completed. A total of 1.79 billion secret patterns have been burned into it, which can absorb the Dark Star and release it."
The dark energy that comes out is converted into attack power and defense power, and now we can enter the dark space and fight against Tiannu."
Around the altar, the great sages of the dead were wildly excited, with looks of anticipation on their faces.
Today, the dead will shock the hunting battlefield, and all the monks in the hell world will be in awe of them.
Next, you can rely on the power of the death altar to clean up the undead vampire clan and fight against the Yama clan. In the battle of Hunting Sky, the dead clan will have the last laugh after all.
The Great Sage Yuan Fei asked: "Is His Highness Prajna in the altar?"
"exist!"
After thinking for a while, the purple-haired girl added: "Yuan Mo and Qi Yang are also in there."
"What are the two of them doing in there?" Great Sage Yuan Fei asked in confusion.
Inside the altar, there are rules of the holy way and secret patterns of death. It will be very dangerous for monks who are not familiar with the altar to enter.
"Boom."
A deafening loud noise came from inside the altar.
The earth shook, and the rocky asteroid under the feet of the monks from the upper three clans was shaken out of its orbit, and the star showed signs of cracking.
Great Sage Yuan Fei's expression changed, and he was about to break into the gray light door under the altar.
"Bang!"
The light door is shattered.
There were hundreds of dense space cracks passing through the portal, like inch-long flying knives, hitting the Great Sage Yuan Fei.
too fast!
The great sage Yuan Fei could not avoid it, and five bloody holes were punched in his body.
Fortunately, he unfolded the Supreme Sacred Artifact "Scroll of Virtual Reality" in time and was not hit by more space cracks.
However, the purple-haired girl standing not far from him was not so lucky. She was hit by dozens of space cracks, and her slender body was beaten like a sieve and was thrown more than ten miles away.
Great Sage Yuan Fei glanced at the purple-haired girl, his face covered with veins, and shouted loudly: "The power of space is Zhang Ruochen's breath. Quick, quick, activate the death altar immediately."
"Boom."
There was another loud noise.
The altar, which was made up of more than 1.7 million holy corpses, shattered into pieces, and the corpses were thrown into the sky like rubble.
The 1.79 billion secret lines of death were broken every inch before they could play their due role.
A powerful space storm, like a tsunami, erupted from the center of the altar, impacting the bodies of nearly three hundred great saints of the dead tribe, knocking them all away.
Some muscles and bones were cut by the cracks in the space, and some bodies were dented and deformed by the chaotic space.
"Kaka!"
This rocky asteroid could not withstand the impact of such a powerful force, and cracks appeared and collapsed.
Not only the great sages of the dead, but all of them were stupid!
The great saints of the Nether Clan and the Stone Clan were also at a loss. They didn't know what had happened and were in a panic.
Zhang Ruochen carried a corpse in his hand, soared into the sky from the collapsed altar of death, suspended ten thousand feet away from the great sage Yuan Fei, and said loudly: "Last time, you three tribes plotted against me and wanted to kill me.
Today, I’ll pay it back to you.”
Immediately, he threw the corpse in his hand towards the Great Sage Yuan Fei.
The corpse was wrapped in the Divine Fire of Purification, and when it fell in front of the Great Sage Yuan Fei, it was burned until only the bones of the Great Sage were left.
The great sage Yuan Fei sensed the breath on the corpse, which belonged to Qi Yang.
The great sage Yuan Fei's state of mind was extremely profound, but at this moment he was furious, gritting his teeth and said: "Where is the source demon?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't answer him, spread out ten golden wings and flew straight through the air.
The Great Sage Yuan Fei and the Great Sage of the Dead all took action together, unleashing a series of killing holy spells.
Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen's speed was too fast, and Zhang Ruochen was no longer around after those holy killing techniques flew out.
Prajna's face was pale, with blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth. He flew out from the ruins of the death altar. He was so weak that he almost fell to the ground and said: "Zhang Ruochen's thirty-six formless and formless transformations are so powerful that he became the Son of the Origin Demon God."
He came back with Qiyang and hid it from my eyes. It's all my fault. I shouldn't take it lightly. I never thought that Zhang Ruochen would be so bold and dare to break into the gathering place where monks from our upper three tribes gather alone."
The great sages of the Stone Clan and the Nether Clan rushed over one after another. Looking at the destroyed death altar, they were all stunned.
The great sage Yuan Fei suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and comforted him: "I can't blame you. There are many powerful people in the Yama clan who have suffered a great loss due to Zhang Ruochen's transformation technique, not to mention Qi Yang who leads the way."
"Qiyang must know that the Son of the Origin Demon God was transformed by Zhang Ruochen. He caused the hard work of all the great saints of our dead clan to be undone. He really deserves to die."
A great saint from the dead clan gritted his teeth and said, wishing he could whip the great holy bones on the ground.
Que Fei, who was wearing dark divine armor, said: "Zhang Ruochen destroyed the death altar because he must be worried that we will use the death altar to deal with the undead vampires in the future."
"Since Zhang Ruochen appears here, it means that the battle for the No. 2 Dark Star has ended. The Undead Vampires should have set the No. 7 Dark Star as their next target. We cannot delay it any longer, we must take action immediately."
A great sage from the Stone Tribe said: "Without the death altar, what should we do if we encounter Emperor Chi?"
The Great Sage Yuan Fei said: "As long as we from the upper three tribes can mobilize ten Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flail Realm and work with me to activate the "Void and Real Word Scroll", it will be enough to trap Emperor Chi for a period of time. You don't have to worry too much.
.”
Que Fei said: "I just received news that Wujiang has walked out of the underground of the Underworld's own star. His injuries have fully recovered, and he is rushing to the seventh dark star. He will meet us soon."
After hearing the news about Wujiang's imminent arrival, the monks from the upper three tribes regained their morale, which had become somewhat sluggish due to a setback.
"Wujiang's injury healed so quickly, so it may not necessarily mean that he got the chance to get his own star."
"Great! Wujiang has a strong heart. If I come here this time, I will definitely fight Zhang Ruochen again and avenge my previous shame."
"As long as Wujiang comes, even if he encounters Emperor Chi, there will be someone who can contain him."
A top powerhouse represents not only a powerful fighting force, but also the spiritual pillar of countless monks.
Just like Zhang Ruochen is to the Immortal Blood Clan and Luo Shengtian is to the Rakshasa Clan, as long as they are around, the monks of the clan can be full of confidence and fighting spirit.
…
Leaving the broken rocky asteroid, Zhang Ruochen went to meet the Sword Prison Emperor.
After flying for a while, Zhang Ruochen found the Sword Prison Emperor in a crimson star mist.
The Sword Prison Emperor had silver hair, a tall figure, and a majestic aura on his body. He asked: "Great Sage Ruochen came back so quickly. How is it? The death altar has been destroyed?"
"Um!"
Zhang Ruochen was still thinking about himself in his heart and responded casually.
Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong, his eyes became sharp, he glared at the Sword Prison Emperor, and said: "How do you know about the Death Altar? Who are you?"
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of his body, Zhang Ruochen instantly crossed a distance of more than ten feet and grabbed the Sword Prison Emperor's neck with his five fingers.
The Shangsan clan has always been operating in secret. Before Zhang Ruochen went to the rocky asteroid, he had no idea that they were building a death altar.
It is even more impossible for the Sword Prison Emperor to know.
With a bang, the Sword Prison Emperor's body exploded into pieces and turned into a ball of crimson gas.
In the gas, a long hair fell down.
"It's actually fake."
Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised. Although he had been thinking about Prajna's words just now and was a little absent-minded, he could be deceived by even using a single hair. This shows that the caster must be a very clever person.
Zhang Ruochen immediately released his mental power to explore the surroundings, but found no ambush, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Twisting the hair, Zhang Ruochen saw the rules of truth in his eyes. He raised his head and looked around, saying: "It turns out to be you. Your Thousand Illusion Techniques have become even better. Come out!"