Chapter 1800: The Nine-step Saint King Is Picking a Fight

The saintly might of a Nine-Step Saint King was stirring up a storm as far as hundreds of miles away.

Dark clouds had swollen in the sky, blocking out the sun.

On Earth, the wind was howling like a horror beast, Saint Qi of Heaven and Earth seemingly boiling.

“Hand of Brilliance!”

Venerable Hiddenheart’s sole arm was a riot of color. As he struck out with his hand, shock waves formed in front of his palm and moved down toward Zhang Ruochen below.

Hand of Brilliance was Jingmiao-class, intermediate Saint technique. When used together with Precepts of the Palm, it was incredibly powerful.

Facing the powerful move, Zhang Ruochen could have used a Dimensional Shift to escape back to the Royal Mountain. Even the cultivators from the Fane of Youshen were expecting him to do so.

Nevertheless, he stood unmoved on the spot with the Saint Qi forcefully revolving in his body.

Venerable Hiddenheart’s lips curled up as a thought came to mind. “When I struck my palm out and the force landed on Zhang Ruochen a few days earlier in Tongming River, it had hurt him quite a bit.”

“Brilliant Hand is my killer move that is much more powerful than that palm the other day, yet Zhang Ruochen is trying to take it head-on? Fine. I will crush your Saint body into pieces with this palm!”

Zhang Ruochen took a step back with his right leg in a lunge.

As the Eight-Dragon Umbrella opened, a bright golden glow immediately appeared on the umbrella.

Boom!

Venerable Hiddenheart’s palm hit the Eight-Dragon Umbrella as if he had hit a large bell. Shock waves of Path burst out into all directions, destroying everything in its path.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ruochen slid back a few miles before he could stop the momentum.

His body was half-buried in the ground, Saint Qi violently surging in his meridians and blood pulsing through his veins. He felt as if his internal organs were turned upside down. But at least he had survived the attack.

“How could this be?” Venerable Hiddenheart was in disbelief.

If it were Zhang Ruochen, in his Six-step Saint Kinghood, failing to kill a Three-step Saint king in one move, he would have been stunned, too.

“Breaking through into the Six-step Saint Kinghood has indeed boosted my strength considerably.”

Zhang Ruochen guffawed in excitement, his Saint Qi rushing from his body into the Eight-Dragon Umbrella.

Roar!

Eight giant golden dragons lunged out from the surface of the umbrella toward Venerable Hiddenheart in a counterattack.

Venerable Hiddenheart immediately flew backward. The eight golden dragons gave chase, circling about him and continuously striking out their claws with a whoosh and swoosh.

With the thrust of both hands, the shadow of a bell appeared and Venerable Hiddenheart successfully blew away the eight golden dragons.

“Eat my sword, too!”

As Zhang Ruochen clenched the hilt of the Ancient Abyssal Blade, dense swordsmanship precepts rushed out of his body while inscriptions appeared on the blade.

The sword arrived like a greased lightning in front of Venerable Hiddenheart.

With no time to think, Venerable Hiddenheart whisked out a Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact-class round shield in front of his body. The shield spun at high speed to form an ever-increasing vortex that carried chaotic energy.

Zhang Ruochen had improved on his swordsmanship during the two-year closed-door cultivation.

His Ninth Sword skill had not reached the complete stage, but there had been significant improvement compared with two years ago.

When he uttered the word “Break!”, the Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact-class shield broke like porcelain by his sword.

“My-My Radiant Shield!”

Venerable Hiddenheart’s eyes reddened as red as he could not accept this reality. How could a Sixth Radiance Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact-class shield be so fragile?

The Abyss Ancient Sword had already had fused a large number of sacred artifacts and transformed into a Seventh Radiance Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact in the past two years.

Standing on the altar, Feng Chengdao focused his vision. “Legend has it that both Zhang Ruochen’s sword and the Blood Dripper of Kunlun’s empress are forged using materials from nature. They could defeat every soldier in the world. I fear that it will not be easy for Venerable Hiddenheart to neutralize Zhang Ruochen.”

“Venerable Hiddenheart will become a laughingstock in the Fane of Youshen if he failed to defeat Zhan Ruochen.” The faceless man laughed.

“Venerable Hiddenheart is the weakest among the Nine-step Saint Kings in terms of combat strength. It doesn’t help that he has lost an arm and that the circulation