Chapter 1: Back to the Su Family >

only just at the threshold of the True Martial Seventh Realm. How could he have entered the Eighth Realm in just three days"He thought it was incredible.After all, for an ordinary person to leap from...One after another, figures flashed from spatial rifts and boarded the pitch-black warship. Among them were members of the Nether Race and the Bone Race, all emanating incredibly powerful auras.

"Let's go."

Accompanied by a terribly dry voice, the pitch-black warship cut through the water surface and sailed towards the depths of Yin Yang Sea.

Able to sail the Yin-Yang Sea, this pitch-black warship was undoubtedly unusual. It was clearly engraved with numerous Great Saint inscriptions, unafraid of the erosion of ice and cold power.

Today's Yin Yang Sea has become extremely dangerous, even top-tier Saint King Realm experts dare not easily enter. Using external objects would undoubtedly be much safer.

The mist in the Yin-Yang Sea was so thick that it not only obscured vision but also had a profound effect on mental power.

In the blink of an eye, the black warships vanished into the thick fog.

"Three hundred and ninety-five Saint King Realm powerhouses, seventeen reached the Nine Step Saint King realm. This is indeed a formidable force." Zhang Ruchen muttered softly, his eyes flashing with a hint of cold light.

The violet-clothed woman said in a frigid tone: "There are enough Hell Realm cultivators on this single warship to kill you ten times over. If you don't want to lose your life, leave this place sooner."

Leaving this sentence, the purple-clad woman no longer paid attention to Zhang Ruochen, her figure moving, she flashed into the Yin Yang Sea shrouded in mist.

To her thinking, after seeing so many powerful underworld experts, Zhang Ruochin should wisely choose to retreat.

"Hehehe, Zhang Ruochen, you've been looked down upon. By the way, what do we do now"

Little Black gloated with malicious delight.

Zhang Ruochin didn't pay attention to these things. His eyes stared at the vast Yin-Yang Sea, "Let's follow up first."

Having said that, Zhang Ruochin displayed his spatial displacement technique and vanished from sight.

With his current spatial mastery, he could even perform short-distance teleportation within the Yin Yang Sea. And relying on spatial means, as long as he was willing to hide, even the most powerful Saint King realm experts would find it difficult to detect him.

Last time he entered Yin Yang Sea, his strength was too weak, he could only rely on the undead ancient ship. Now, however, he doesn't need that kind of trouble.

In a short time, Zhang Ruochin caught up to the dark warship.

Meanwhile, Xiao Hei spotted the purple-robed woman from the Three-Eyed Ancient Clan. She walked on water, trailing closely behind the pitch-black warship, her feet leaving trails of white foam. Above her head, a three-leaf nine-life flower hovered, making her body almost transparent and her aura imperceptible.

Fortunately, Xiao He's eyes were bright and sharp, comparable to the eyes of the Great Sage, able to perceive subtle details, allowing him to see her.

"Relying on the San Ye Jiu Sheng Hua, she was actually able to perfectly harmonize with the seawater of Yin Yang Sea, not being affected at all. She is truly capable." Hearing Xiao Hei's description, Zhang Ruo Chen's eyes flashed with surprise.

Given the current frigid temperature of the Yin-Yang Sea, even top-tier Saint King Realm experts find it difficult to remain there for long periods. With a slight lapse in caution, they could easily be frozen into ice sculptures.

"Zhang Ruochin, what do you think this woman wants She's been following this warship but hasn't made a move. Could she be waiting for reinforcements" Xiao Hei's eyes were full of doubt.

Its gaze was so sharp that it had long seen through the Purple Shirt Lady's cultivation, which was extremely profound and belonged to the top powerhouse in the Liming stage.

It's quite normal for someone with such cultivation to underestimate Zhang Ruochen.

After all, how strong can a cultivator at the early stage of the Heaven-Connecting Realm be under normal circumstances

Zhang Ruochen pondered, "Among the awakened beings in Yin Yang Sea, there must be more than just her. But judging from all signs, these awakened beings have not taken action against the cultivators of the Underworld Clan and the Bone Clan. What is the reason Are they being cautious about something"

No matter how you look at it, this all seems very strange.

It's fine if that high-tier expert chooses not to intervene, but why aren't the other Awakened ones making a move either Don't they care at all about the Underworld Clan and Bone Clan seizing the treasures of the Dragon Clan

"Rumble."

All of a sudden, hundreds of meters high waves surged onto the sea surface, towering and crashing with thunderous roars.

A sinister and menacing skeletal galleon emerged from the black mist, resembling a colossal ossuary adorned with the bones of countless humans and beasts. Countless ghostly apparitions flickered within its depths, making it appear as if a vessel of death had sailed straight from hell.

"桀桀."

Even from afar, Zhang Ruochin heard the sinister chuckle.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed intently on the ghostly ancient ship that had suddenly appeared.

He still remembered, the last time he entered the YinYang Sea, the ghostly ancient ship he was on was very similar to this one. He encountered many strange things and almost lost his life on it.

I never expected to encounter such an eerie and ominous ghostly ancient ship upon entering the Yin-Yang Sea this time. Even though his power as a Saint King already placed him among the elite, he still harbored apprehension towards it.

"Oh no, I've run into the Death Ship in the Yin Yang Sea."

On the pitch-black warships, all the strong warriors of the Underworld and the Bone Clan were startled.

It was obvious they were already well aware of the situation in the Yin Yang Sea, knowing that these ghostly vessels were extremely dangerous.

As the spectral ships drew closer, a powerful Netherworld warrior with two horns on his head immediately acted. He grabbed a white dragon with a severed tail and carved a large gash into its body. The scorching dragon blood erupted instantly.

Strangely enough, after the dragon's blood splashed onto the ghostly ancient ship, its speed actually slowed down, and it began to change direction.

"In the Yin Yang Sea, this dragon clan's blood is quite useful." A strong Bone Clan member sneered.

The powerful Hadesborn warrior with two horns on his head nodded and said, “It’s indeed very useful, so we have to use it sparingly. Their blood is of great importance in opening the True Dragon Island; we can't ruin the affairs of several adults.”

The tailless white dragon struggled in agony, but to no avail. Its injuries were grievous, its power suppressed. As its dragon blood spilled out, it grew weaker and weaker, its consciousness beginning to blur.

To think, the mighty Bai Long Wang of Zulong Mountain, to die such a tragic death... it's truly disheartening.

"Whoosh."

An extremely jarring silver sword beam flashed, severing the arm of the Underworld strongman clutching Bai Long Wang.

Before the powerful figures on board, including Bai Long Wang, could react, all the dragon race on the warship vanished without a trace.

Who is it

A powerful being from the Underworld with twin horns roared.

Zhang Ruochin's figure appeared from the black mist, his cold eyes fixed on all the powerful figures on the battlefield, and he said: "The one who killed you."

At this moment, having already left the spatial rift, Zhang Ruochin didn't want to wait any longer and prepared to make a move.

While the purple-clothed woman could ignore him, he couldn't.

In the end, those dragon clans are all beings from the Kunlun realm.

Previously, Zhang Ruochin also had conflicts and disputes with the dragon clan of Zulong Mountain, but the internal conflicts within the Kunlun Realm and the interference of cultivators from the Netherworld are different matters entirely.

In the face of Hell Realm's invasion and carnage, all races of the Kunlun Realm should unite and stand together against the enemy.

At this moment, the purple-clothed woman hiding behind the warship couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in her eyes, "He actually dared to follow up, and now he snatched the dragon from so many Underworld and Bone Clan members. Doesn't he want to live anymore"

While the powerful members of the underworld clan and bone clan on the warships had a reaction completely opposite to that of the purple-clad woman.

After seeing Zhang Ruochen's appearance, the powerful Netherworld clan warrior with two horns on his head suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Zhang... Zhang Ruochen, how could you be in the Yin Yang Sea"

He never could have dreamed that he would encounter Zhang Ruochen, this killing god, in the Yin Yang Sea.

The pitch-black warship was covered with numerous Great Saint inscriptions, interwoven and pulsating with immense dark power. In an instant, they formed a veil of gloomy light.

"Come, leave the Yin-Yang Sea at once."

Without hesitation, all the powerful beings of the Underworld and Bone Clan on the warship chose to retreat.

Due to the influence of Yin-Yang Sea, the defense of the shadowy veil would be greatly weakened and it might not be able to withstand Zhang Ruochin's attacks.

Only by escaping the Yin-Yang Sea can safety be guaranteed.

As for fighting Zhang Ruochin head-on, no one would even dare to think about it.

Outside the Blood God Sect's battle, Zhang Ruochen displayed terrifying combat power of a level second only to that of a Great Saint. This had spread throughout the Heavenly Court Realm and the Hell Realm. Who wouldn't be afraid

Though many powerful figures gathered on the warship, including several Dao Completion realm experts, they couldn't be considered as the second tier below Great Sages. Even those who reached the third tier were nowhere to be found. How could they possibly fight Zhang Ruochen

"Whoosh."

Countless emerald vines emerged, winding towards the pitch-black warship.

Demonic sound erupted from Zhang Ruochin's spine, launching a fierce assault against the warships.

Before her seclusion, her cultivation had reached the Lin Dao realm. Her true strength was even at the top level of the Lin Dao realm.

Every tendril released by the Demonic Sound possesses an incredible tenacity, rivaling even top-tier Wanwen Sacred Artifacts in strength. Its attack power is astonishing.

Though the pitch-black warship continuously unleashed terrifying power, it was utterly unable to sever these vines. Naturally, it could not retreat smoothly.

Around Zhang Ruochin, several Dragon Kings from Zu Long Shan had recovered their freedom and successively transformed into human forms.

"Zhang Ruochen."

The Devouring Sky Demon Dragon cast its gaze upon Zhang Ruochen, its eyes filled with a complex array of emotions.

He and Zhang Ruochin were the top prodigies of their time in the Kunlun Realm. He was even more famous than Zhang Ruochin at one point, feared by all and destined to become the new Dragon Emperor of Zulong Mountain.

The Devouring Sky Dragon has always been extremely proud and never thought it was inferior to anyone.

Over time, however, he gradually distanced himself from Zhang Ruochin, being left far behind.

Now, he has become a prisoner beneath the feet of others, only able to be slaughtered at will. While Zhang Ruochin, on the other hand, has already shaken the world and become the killing god in the eyes of countless cultivators.

With Zhang Ruochin's rise, any genius would pale in comparison.

The Devouring Sky Dragon never expected that he would need Zhang Ruochen's help. Just a moment ago, his heart was filled with nothing but despair.

Being saved by his former enemy and having Zhang Ruochin see him in such a disheveled state, the Swallowing Heaven Demon Dragon's heart was truly complex.

"Bang."

The demonic soundwaves struck with the force of a thousand hammers, quickly shattering the defenses of the black warships.

"Pff."

In an instant, dozens of powerful figures were pierced by vines released from the demonic sound.

"Oh."

One after another, screams rose up. These powerful beings couldn't resist at all; the qi and essence within them were rapidly devoured by the demonic sound.

As a spirit-devouring flower, the essence and energy of any cultivator's body can almost be used as nourishment for its evolution.

"Hahaha, still trying to escape Go ahead and run! You're just a bunch of pathetic scum from the Hell Realm. You don't even deserve for me to make a move. Mo Yin, wipe them out for me." Little Black laughed.

A devilish smile bloomed on Mo Yin's face, alluring yet menacing. Her actions were ruthless and merciless, slaughtering the cultivators from Hell who were aboard the warships.

Even the Nine Steps Saint King wouldn't be able to withstand the attack of the demonic sound. As long as they were pierced by the vines, their essence would be drained in an instant.

However, these powerful beings from the Underworld and Bone Clan reacted instantly, converging together and launching a counterattack.

Nearly a hundred powerful Netherworld warriors gathered together, releasing powerful dark energy. The cursed aura permeated, forming a torrent that surged toward the demonic sound.

Those surviving Bone Clan powerhouses, however, unleashed a secret technique, fusing together to form a towering skeletal giant a thousand meters tall. A terrifying aura of darkness enveloped its body as it unleashed a devastating punch.

Curses are the innate abilities of the Nether Clan, the most eerie and unpredictable. Once struck, even the strongest warriors can mysteriously lose their lives.

"Hmph."

Corrupted by the curse's power, even some of the vines released by the demonic sound withered away.

And the White Bone Giant's attacks were also fierce and powerful, shattering numerous vines.

A multitude of powerful beings from the Nether Realm chanted obscure incantations, condensing their essence and pouring it into the void.

"The Curse's Hand."

Space trembled violently, ripping open a fissure. A grayish-brown hand emerged from within, carrying an overwhelming aura of curse and a soul-stealing presence.

"Not good."

The moment the grayish-brown hand appeared, all the vines released by the demonic sound turned gray-white. Their life force rapidly drained away and extended toward her core.

Mo Yin's face changed drastically, and she hastily severed all the vines while retreating rapidly.

"Dead."

The white bone giant, composed of many powerful bone clans, roared. His fist condensed a vast amount of sinister energy and slammed towards the entity of Mo Yin.

Just then, a surge of yang energy appeared. The majestic Lei Shen, stood before Mo Yin.

"Doomsday Thunder Punishment."

Zhang Ruochin let out a low growl, relying on the Golden Lightning Orb to unleash an incredibly powerful thunder technique.

Golden bolts of lightning appeared one after another, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, striking the gray-brown giant hand with devastating force.

Every time a bolt of lightning strikes, the curse power concentrated in the grayish-brown hands dissipates by a few points.

"Ah."

It was extremely eerie, the grayish-brown hand let out a heart-wrenching scream upon being attacked, sending chills down one's spine.

"Bang."

The white bone giant's fist exploded, and the condensed yin energy dissipated.

The spatial rift in mid-air continued to expand, one after another, grayish-brown hands reached out from it. The sight was terrifying, as if the gates of hell had been opened, with countless demons about to crawl out of it.

"Humph."

Zhang Ruochen let out a heavy cold snort, urging the Golden Huang Lei Zhu to its limits, bringing the Apocalypse Thunder Punishment to its peak.

Golden orbs of lightning coalesced and flew toward the spatial rift, exploding with a deafening roar.

"Boom boom."

Under such a fierce attack, the spatial rift shattered instantly, and those gray-brown hands also vanished into thin air.

"Pfft."

The secret art was broken, and all the powerful members of the Underworld Tribe were met with backlash, coughing up blood.

In the sky, dark clouds churned, golden lightning dragons soared through them, unleashing terrifying bolts of lightning, dense and relentless, enveloping the entire warship.

The white bone giant, unable to withstand the power of the lightning, exploded in an instant, turning into a pile of shattered bones. Most of the Bone clan perished, only a small number survived.

Lei Fa (thunder law) to yang to rigid, can be called the nemesis of the Yin clan and Bone clan.

In the blink of an eye, only dozens of powerful figures remained on the warships, struggling desperately, but it was already too late.

"Zhang Ruochin, this king will fight you to the death!"

The powerful Netherrace with horns on its head roared, radiating a destructive aura within its body.

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Ruochin's eyes, as he said, "In front of me, do you think you would have the chance to self-destruct"

As they were speaking, a powerful spatial force surged from Zhang Ruochen's body, instantly imprisoning everything within a radius of ten miles.

Along with that powerful Demonic Cultivator's strength, the violent power within him was also imprisoned.

Before his previous closed-door training, Zhang Ruochin's number of spatial rules within his body had reached 280,000. The power of all the spatial techniques he mastered had greatly increased.

"How is that possible"

The powerful being from the Underworld with twin horns on his head was utterly shocked, feeling an overwhelming sense of disbelief in his heart.

This is the Yin-Yang Sea. The spatial structure here differs greatly from the outside world. Using spatial techniques here will significantly reduce their power.

He never could have imagined that, under such pressure, Zhang Ruochu's spatial techniques would still be so terrifying.

Not only him, but also the other powerhouses on the warship, widened their eyes, a look of terror flashing in them.

"Eradicate."

Zhang Ruochen slowly uttered a single word.

"Bang."

The remaining members of the Ghost Clan and Bone Clan, even powerful Nine-Step Saint Kings, were all shattered to pieces.

The strong from the Underworld race simply dissipate, while those from the Bone Race leave behind a scattering of bones.

In the blink of an eye, nearly four hundred Saint King Realm experts were wiped out. Although they fought desperately, they couldn't even scratch Zhang Ruochen's hair.

So you are the time traveler, Zhang Ruochen.

The woman in purple appeared, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she stared at Zhang Ruochin like he was a monster.

Even with her proud and aloof personality, she couldn't remain calm at this moment. This time, she had completely misjudged the situation! (https:)the master of Wuxin Fort has some defenses, at such close proximity, a sudden eruption is inevitable. The master of Wuxin Fort never expected that a peak Haihua cultivator could erupt with such astoni...