God Emperor

Chapter 2473: Demonic Source

Bang!

Just as he was about to take off Ring of Dimensions, a white light flashed in front of him. Blackie was sent flying by the white light.

After three somersaults, Blackie got up in a daze. His eyes darted around the room and asked, “Who was it? Who attacked me?”

After making sure that there was no other cultivator in the room beside Zhang Ruochen and Guye Jing, Blackie was slightly relieved. He muttered to himself, “It was a white light... Wait, it looks like a tail. What on earth is that?”

Blackie looked around and walked toward Zhang Ruochen again.

This time, it was much more cautious.

It released Ethernal Fire and slowly reached for Ring of Dimensions on Zhang Ruochen’s finger with its claws.

When Blackie was about to grab the ring, it deliberately paused for a moment. When Blackie saw that the white light did not appear again, it heaved a sigh of relief.

“It must have been Zhang Ruochen’s protective treasure just now. That protective treasure is most likely a one-time use and has been consumed. This time... AH!”

Blackie chuckled. Before it could finish laughing, it screamed.

The white light appeared again and slapped its face. Its body flew out diagonally, and its cat face swelled up.

“Who is it? Come out this instant! Stop being a coward and fight me fair and square.”

Blackie covered its big round face with its claws and roared angrily.

An absolute outrage! It had been sneak attacked twice in a row.

As the Heaven and Earth Slaughterer, it had always been the only one who sneak attacks others. Who dared to do the same to it?

“You don’t have the guts to come out? Once I get angry, the whole world will tremble in fear.”

Blackie’s eyes were burning with flames. It clenched its claws tightly, and a powerful Saint Aura burst out from its body. It strode toward Zhang Ruochen, who was lying on the bed.

Blackie suspected that the culprit who attacked it was hiding somewhere on Zhang Ruochen.

It was still three feet away from the bed. The void trembled slightly, and the white light flew out again.

Blackie opened its eyes wide and finally saw that the white light was indeed a tail. It was thick, long, and snow-white.

Whoosh

Like a whip, the tail lashed towards Blackie’s chest.

Blackie was already prepared. It suddenly retreated and avoided this attack. It stood at the edge of Cloaking Array and laughed loudly. “Come on. Come catch me. You missed! You missed me!”

Whoosh

The white tail appeared silently in the space above Blackie’s head and lashed down fiercely.

Blackie’s body shook violently. The feathers on its head were knocked off. Like its soul had been scattered, it fell to the ground weakly.

“Idiot.”

Intergold Tiger walked out of the space. It strode over and stomped on the back of Blackie’s head.

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After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ruochen woke up after his injured Saint Soul was reassembled. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovel(F)ɪre

The moment he opened his eyes, he sat up from the bed and looked at his hands and body.

The injuries on his body had healed on their own.

Suddenly, he felt a piercing pain in his head.

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and covered his head with his hands. After a while, the twitching muscles on his face relaxed.

After taking a deep breath, he muttered, “There is such a big gap between me and a Paramount Realm Supreme Saint. Even though I borrowed a streak of Sword Qi from Uncle Ming, the residual force from the collision of the two forces almost destroyed my demigod body.

“My Saint Soul exists in Divine Light Sea of Qi and is protected by Sainthood Source, but it was almost shattered.

“The gap between realms is not so easy to cross. Wait, my Sea of Qi...”

Zhang Ruochen checked his Sea of Qi and had a surprising discovery.

Cracks appeared on Divine Light Sea of Qi with the marks of gods.

Even the four Sainthood Sources in his Sea of Qi were cracked.

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly. He didn’t know whether to be relieved or depressed about his injuries.

At least his Sea of Qi and Sainthood Sources were still there and his cultivation wasn’t destroyed.

“You’re awake?”

Blackie’s big cat head moved closer carefully.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at it with a strange expression. “What’s with the cloth around your head?”

Blackie stared at Zhang Ruochen. Blackie was trying to figure out if he was pretending, or if he really just woke up?

“Eh! It’s nothing. I just got injured in the fight with Wuma. It doesn’t matter.” Blackie waved its claws.

“Oh!”

Zhang Ruochen felt that Blackie was a little strange.

Blackie stared at Zhang Ruochen’s lower body and asked mysteriously, “Is your body different from before?”

Zhang Ruochen said, “Yes! What do you want to ask?”

“Does your new body have a long tail?” Blackie asked seriously.

Zhang Ruochen’s face darkened. He looked at his naked body and quickly took out a robe from his Ring of Dimensions to put on. “I’ve been unconscious for so long. Didn’t you see for yourself?”

“Who wants to see your butt?! Wait, tail!”

Blackie had been whipped by the tail several times. How could he dare to get close to Zhang Ruochen?

However, Zhang Ruochen was now awake, and the whitetail did not appear again. So Blackie mustered up its courage and went behind Zhang Ruochen. It stared at the position of his waist and carefully looked at it. “It doesn’t seem to be able to hide on itself!”

As it spoke, it stretched out a claw..

“What are you doing?”

Zhang Ruochen quickly turned around and glared at it.

Friendship was friendship, but one should not act rashly.

Blackie shook its head gently. Suddenly, it thought of something. It stared at Guye Jing who was lying on the bed and said thoughtfully, “Could it be her? Zhang Ruochen, does she have a tail?”

“How should I know?” Zhang Ruochen said.

“I’ll go and check.”

After taking two steps, Blackie suddenly stopped and was a little afraid.

It turned around and said to Zhang Ruochen, “You go.”

Zhang Ruochen was very curious. He asked, “What are you looking for?”

“The tail!”

“What tail?”

Blackie certainly could not tell Zhang Ruochen the truth. It rolled its eyes and said seriously, “Do you believe me?”

Zhang Ruochen certainly knew that it was Blackie who saved him at the critical moment of his duel with Wuma Jiuxing.

With their relationship, they could trust each other.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Guye Jing and said, “She won’t have a tail. You’re the only one who has a tail here.”

“How would you know if you haven’t seen it? This demoness is very cunning. Don’t be fooled by her! I suspect that she hid her strength and deliberately got hurt to achieve some unspeakable purpose.”

Blackie then secretly transmitted his voice to Zhang Ruochen, saying, “She is the successor of The Rāhu Mountains. She must have received the true inheritance of Demon Patriarch. She must have approached you for Demonstone Engraving.”

Zhang Ruochen’s heart was moved. He asked, “How do you know that she has designs on Demonstone Engraving?”

Blackie puffed out his chest and smiled. “Do you know the source of Path of Demons ?”

“Path of Demon originates from Path of Darkness?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Blackie shook its head and said, “That’s not what I’m talking about. Although Path of Demon originates from Path of Darkness of the nine Path of the Ancients, it surpasses Path of Darkness itself in martial arts.”

Zhang Ruochen understood what Blackie meant.

It wasn’t that Path of Demon was stronger than Path of Darkness, but it surpasses it in a certain way.

Just like how Path of Life originated from Path of Light of the nine Path of the Ancients. However, in terms of healing, Path of Life surpassed Path of Light.

Blackie continued, “The so-called source of Path of Demon actually refers to the three most powerful figures of Path of Demon since ancient times. They brought Path of Demon to glory, established sects, and created all sorts of matchless battle techniques, allowing demonic cultivators to spread throughout the universe.

“Although there are many forces and sects of Path of Demon, big and small, they all originated from these three branches.”

“Which three branches?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Blackie said, “Demon Patriarch of The Rāhu Mountains, Celestial Demon of Kunlun’s field, and Devil God of Pangu Realm. These three can be called Demonic Sources!”

“Since Guye Jing is from the lineage of Demon Patriarch, how can you be sure that she would have designs on Demonstone Engraving?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Blackie said seriously, “The three great Demonic Sources are focused in different ways. Although they are powerful, they all have their flaws. The Demon Patriarch cultivates the body and heart, Celestial Demon imparts the technique, while the Devil God knows it all.”

“What do you mean?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

“It means that the lineage of Demon Patriarch cultivates the body till Paramount realm. It uses the demonic power of the body to suppress the world. Cultivating the heart to sense the world and control the power of the body.

“In short, the Demon Patriarch are focused on the demonic body and mind.”

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, “I think her demonic body is so-so. Moreover, she seems to mainly use the demonic Saint techniques and hasn’t used much physical power.”

“This is what I’m most worried about! What does this mean? It means that she has been pretending all along. She must be hiding something.

“The Demon Patriarch lineage cultivates the body, but it doesn’t mean that they don’t cultivate demonic Saint techniques and cultivation techniques. Just like the Celestial Demons lineage, while cultivating cultivation techniques and Saint techniques, they also cultivate the demonic body. It’s just that each has their own strengths.

“This demoness only uses demonic Saint techniques that the Demon Patriarch lineage is not familiar with. Why not use the demonic body strength that she is good at? This is very telling!”

Blackie continued, “So when she fainted, I wanted to check whether she was really cultivating the demonic body. But I was injured by a tail.”

As he spoke, Blackie took off the white cloth wrapped around his head, revealing the red and swollen top of his head.

A large part of his feathers had fallen off, and he was a little bald.

Zhang Ruochen held back his laughter and looked at the jade body lying on the bed. His eyes became serious. “You mean, she cultivated the demonic body and developed a tail? Besides that, she injured you?”

“That’s right.”

Blackie held a grudge. He was determined to find the owner of the tail.

He would not stop until he took revenge.

Zhang Ruochen knew Blackie too well. No matter if Blackie tell lies or the truth, it was difficult to deceive him.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen had communicated with Intergold Tiger and learned the truth.

The so-called tail was actually Intergold Tiger’s.

However, Blackie’s suspicion of Guye Jing made Zhang Ruochen wary.

If this demoness had really received the true inheritances of the Demon Patriarch and cultivated an incredible demonic body, then why didn’t she use it when she fought with Wuma Jiuxing?

“You’re right. We should check it out,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Guye Jing was seriously injured. The saber wound stretched from her right shoulder to her lower abdomen. Her red dress had been soaked in Supreme Saint’s blood. She had lost a lot of blood, and her body was almost transparent.

She cultivated Nekromanteia Portrait. The Demonic Qi in her body was filled with the aura of death.

Zhang Ruochen’s fingers touched the wound on her chest.

Blackie hid in the distance and growled, “Not the wound. It’s the tail, the tail!”

Bzzz

A streak of Saber Qi flowed out of the wound and cut Zhang Ruochen’s finger.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stopped and looked at the bloody wound on his hand, “What a powerful sword Qi. It can easily break through the defense of my Demigod-level physique. Guye Jing was struck by the saber. The sword Qi and Precepts of Saber were constantly eroding her body and cutting off her Precepts. It was amazing that she was still alive.

Blackie couldn’t wait any longer, “Stop mumbling. Your Demigod-level physique doesn’t have the support of Precepts. It’s just that your Blood Qi and power are stronger. Other People’s Paramount physique is made of trillions of Precept. It’s not weaker than yours. The tail. Let’s see if she has a tail or not? The tail might have used some secret technique to hide. Search and investigate carefully.”

Zhang Ruochen ignored Blackie. He rested his chin on his hand and thought carefully.

It would be too risky to say that Guye Jing was deliberately injured and wanted to cheat him of Demonstone Engravings.

After all, it was very likely that she would lose her life if she took Wuma Jiuxing’s strike head-on.

Who would dare to do that?

However, her demonic body was indeed powerful. The sword Qi entered her body, but it could not break her body apart. She was still alive.

What was going on?

“Forget it. I’m not in a hurry to save her. Let’s see if she’s faking it. If she’s faking it, she won’t be able to keep it up until her injuries worsen,” Zhang Ruochen thought.

Blackie could not take it anymore. He walked over, “What are you waiting for? Didn’t I ask you to check her tail? Don’t you dare? You’re Zhang Ruochen. You did all kinds of bastard acts before, just do it again! Take off her skirt and flip her over. Then everything will be cleared.”

“No need. I’ve already used Eye of Truth. She does have a tail. Uh, a white one,” Zhang Ruochen said telepathically.

Blackie was furious. Trembling, it said, “I knew it. I knew it. Zhang Ruochen, let’s work together and kill her. She’ll be trouble if we keep her.”

“No, let’s keep her first. I still need to use her.”

Zhang Ruochen’s original idea was to use Guye Jing to pin down Bai Qing’er so that Bai Qing’er wouldn’t have the chance to go to Fane of Origin alone.

However, the battle at Ji Feng Manor made Zhang Ruochen suspicious.

First, since Bai Qing’er was a Master of Origin and had stolen the supreme-grade Divine Crystal of Origin, why didn’t she go to Fane of Origin immediately?

Second, Zhang Ruochen could understand why Bai Qing ‘er wanted the supreme-grade Divine Crystal of Origin. Why did she insist on having the Seven-Armed Elder?

Third, Bai Qing ‘er had no grudges with him. Why did she spare no effort to deal with him at the start of Divine Domain of Destiny? Was it as simple as not wanting to leak the news?

No!

Zhang Ruochen had a guess. It was very likely that Bai Qing’er did not have the supreme-grade Divine Crystal of Origin.

Then Seven-Armed Elder must be lying!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen’s eyes turned cold. He wanted to open World Gate of Qiankun Realm and have a good talk with Seven-Armed Elder.

However, the Power of Dimension in his Sea of Qi only shook slightly, and the crack in the Sea of Qi wall expanded rapidly.

Zhang Ruochen felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, which spread to the depths of his brain.

“The injuries to my Sea of Qi and Sainthood Source are too severe. It seems that I can only reopen Qiankun Realm after my injuries have healed.”

Zhang Ruochen’s face was pale. He slowly sat down on the ground. Suddenly, he thought of something and gently touched the space between his eyebrows with his finger.

When he was fighting with Wuma Jiuxing, he sensed that Canon of Dimension was gushing out from the Shenwu Mark between his eyebrows.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen quickly closed his eyes and carefully sensed the various powers in his body, looking for the aura of the Canon.

Found it!

In the Sea of Qi, along with Precepts of Dimension, it flowed along surrounding vitality. It was more than Canon of Truth.

“99 out of 10,000.”

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes again. There was wild joy in his eyes.

But soon, he put away the joy and felt puzzled.

“Why is there Canon of Dimension in Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension? And why is it only 99 out of 10,000?”

Zhang Ruochen knew that if he could collect 1% of Path of Truth, there would be a transformation. A cultivator could mobilize the power to fight against the gods with only the Canon.

If the number of Canons did not reach 1%, he could not directly mobilize the power. At most, he could only help to comprehend the Precepts or enhance the power of Saint technique.

Zhang Ruochen was not sure if this was the case with Canon of Dimension.

But one percent of Path of Truth was a watershed.

Zhang Ruochen did not think it was a coincidence that Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension released 99 out of 10,000 of Canon of Dimension.

“Is my Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension not coming from realm of god during the sacrificial ceremony? Did someone gave it to me, such as Saint Monk Xumi?” Zhang Ruochen thought.

Zhang Ruochen had known about the Martial Arts of posterity since he started cultivating.

Any living creature who wanted to practice martial arts had to communicate with the so-called realm of god through the sacrificial ceremony on the winter solstice. Only by receiving Shenwu Mark from the gods could they embark on the road of cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen had always had doubts about this.

The Shenwu Mark of a cultivator was obviously not given to him by the gods of Infernal Court and Celestial Court. Where did they come from? Was there really a realm of gods?

The gods probably could not answer his questions.

Those Shenwu Marks might not have come from realm of god at all. Most likely, they were just a sacrificial phenomenon, a way to communicate with the Deva Path and open the path of cultivation.

However, Kunlun’s field had encountered a great disaster, and all the gods had fallen. That was why the cultivators had spread false rumors about Martial Arts of posterity.

This was the only reasonable explanation that Zhang Ruochen could think of!

If there really was a realm of god, the gods of Infernal Court and Celestial Court would have crushed it long ago. How could they be allowed to be so high and mighty? Judging who could practice martial arts and who couldn’t?

Once they took away Shenwu Mark, wouldn’t the gods be beaten back to their original forms and couldn’t cultivate anymore.

If they were restricted to such a degree, all living beings, including gods, would probably be reduced to slaves in realm of god, worse than pigs and dogs. What was the point of practicing?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and shook off this distracting thought.

At the moment, recuperating was the proper thing to do.

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