God Emperor

Xiao Mie said with a deep voice, “How dare you say the name of our hierarch? Are you looking for death?”

The green eyeballs flew up from his palm, and all of a sudden, his godly shadow and ghostly shadow both released great saint might, ready to attack the Crazy Alcoholic.

“Stop.”

Ye Xiaoxiang prevented Xiao Mie from making a move.

“Why did you stop me, Palace Leader Ye?”

Xiao Mie didn’t understand why she did it, but he stopped his godly shadow and ghostly shadow anyways as he wanted to now why.

Ye Xiaoxiang had met the Crazy Alcoholic before, so she knew who he was. She told Xiao Mie by transmitting her voice.

“What? That’s him?”

Xiao Mie looked at the Crazy Alcoholic in a differently cautious way now. If the elder standing in front of him was Feng Zuisheng, he couldn’t wrong him.

“Greetings, uncle.”

Ye Xiaoxiang greeted Feng Zuisheng.

“Senior Feng.

Xiao Mie followed Ye Xiaoxiang.

The Crazy Alcoholic sneered to show his disdain. He said, “So you do remember who I am and what seniors mean.”

Ye Xiaoxiang said, “Although you haven’t been back to the sect for a long time, there’s no one in the sect who can replace you. Our hierarch always mentions you and hopes that you can get back so that he can drink the wine you make.”

“He killed the entire family of brother Ku six hundred years ago and forced my fourth brother to abolish all his cultivation. After that, we’re not brothers anymore. Do you really think I’ll believe anything he says since he’s become a hierarch?” the Crazy Alcoholic said.

Xiao Mie was irritated hearing what the Crazy Alcoholic said about the hierarch, and he clenched his fists tighter.

Ye Xiaoxiang stopped him again and shook her head again.

Ye Xiaoxiang had seen the Crazy Alcoholic scold her hierarch much more harshly than now. However, her hierarch had just let him leave without harming him.

Which meant there was a special bond between the Crazy Alcoholic and her hierarch.

The Crazy Alcoholic glanced at Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiaomie and said, “Why are you still here? Do you need me to force you to leave?”

Ye Xiaoxiang said, “We’ve been ordered to take Elder Ku back to our sect to be the leader of Pill King Palace. We can’t go back if we don’t finish our task. I hope you can understand where we’re coming from.”

They wouldn’t offend the Crazy Alcoholic, however, Gu Songzi had the recipe for making Hua Saint Pill, which was something their demonic sect had to obtain.

Ye Xiaoxiang knew which one was more important.

“Are you saying you guys won’t back off today?” The Crazy Alcoholic stepped forward, and his hair and cape waved in the air.

As he approached Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiao Mie, his saint might surged to the top.

Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiao Mie took a look at each other and started to mobilize their holy Qi and mind power.

Crack Crack.

Two cracking sounds blasted beside them, and their saint Qi and mind power blew up the air, and there were cracks on the ground.

“Sorry, Senior Feng.”

Xiao Mie performed Ghost and God Incomparable Formation and mobilized their ghostly shadows and godly shadows, and the two powers were combined, forming a formation that had a diameter of more than fifteen hundred feet, dashing toward Feng Zuisheng.

Meanwhile, Ye Xiaoxiang rushed toward Gu Songzi.

As long as she could capture Gu Songzi and take him away, the Crazy Alcoholic wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.

Boom!

She heard a huge blast coming from behind her.

She took a look behind her, and he saw the Ghost and God Incomparable Formation performed by Xiao Mie being smashed by the Crazy Alcoholic.

The destructive waves gushed toward her, making clacking sounds as if the sky and land were going to be turned upside down.

The Crazy Alcoholic went through the mud faster than Ye Xiaoxiang, reaching out his hand and grabbing toward her.

The moment when the Crazy Alcoholic made an attack, the space seemed to have been frozen. Even Zhang Ruochen, who was standing at the center of Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass, felt that he couldn’t breathe.

“The cultivation of a saint king is indeed inconceivable to a saint.”

Zhang Ruochen felt that he couldn’t even move. If he were to fight the Crazy Alcoholic, he couldn’t even wield the power of time and space.

When the gap between cultivation was significantly huge, no saint spells could change anything.

Ye Xiaoxiang pushed her hands forward, and her Xiaoxiang Divine Needle flew out. The ten thousand patterns destruction saint forces coming out of the needle formed a demonic cloud, darkening the land within hundreds of square miles around her.

“Break.” The Crazy Alcoholic mumbled a word.

Ten thousand patterns destruction attacked Ye Xiaoxiang, slapping her away to the Spiritual Mountain that was about to collapse.

Spiritual Mountain that was more than ten thousand feet tall couldn’t handle the great shock waves. It made a rumbling noise and completely collapsed.

The dust from the crumbling Spiritual Mountain darkened the sky.

Whoosh!

Ye Xiaoxiang walked out of the stone pile, and the demonic Qi around her dissipated. There was blood on her lips. Obviously, she was severely injured.

Xiao Mie’s mind power was also wounded.

The Crazy Alcoholic said, “Now you can leave, right?”

“It’s far from over, uncle!”

Ye Xiaoxiang made a weird move, saluting toward a direction in the sky with awe. Black light engravings emerged on her head.

Those dark light engravings formed a rune print.

The rune print got brighter and brighter, and the forces coming out of Ye Xiaoxiang also got stronger. A demonic emperor showed up behind her. He was formidable, cold and even tyrannical.

All the creatures in Xianji Moutnain were trembling as he emerged. Xiao Mie and all the other envoys from Dark Night Palace groveled as if ordinary people were saluting the emperor.

“Greetings, hierarch,” they said at the same time.

“Saint Figure Rune. Ye Xiaoxiang has the saint figure rune of Shi Qianjue, the hierarch of the demonic sect.”

Zhang Ruochen felt the great saint might coming at him even when he was still standing at the center of Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass. He struggled to stand up as he didn’t want to kneel.

If even a saint figure rune was that powerful, Shi Qianjue must’ve become a supreme saint already.

The Crazy Alcoholic realized that things weren’t going well as he knew he couldn’t defeat Ye Xiaoxiang, who was in possession of a saint figure rune. He teleported himself to Gu Songzi and tried to bring him outside the woods.

“Do you know you’re going against the entire sect by doing this, uncle?”

With the help of the saint figure rune, the power ripples coming from Ye Xiaoxiang greatly surpassed those of the Crazy Alcoholic. Two light pillars shot out of her pupils.

Boom!

The entire forest was destroyed, and all the grass and trees turned into ash. All that was left was a valley that was five hundred feet deep in the ground, extending to hundreds of miles away.

Only those light pillars were terrific enough to change the structure of the ground, affecting the area even a thousand miles away.

If a saint was attacked by that power, he would die instantly.

If a city suffered from the same thing, all the creatures in the city would be annihilated.

The power that surpassed the state of saint could change the sky and land, and if someone was inferior to a saint king, he would be killed instantly.

“Stay here and capture Zhang Ruochen alive and guard Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass. I’ll go capture Gu Songzi.”

Ye Xioxiang disappeared after saying that. A dark demonic cloud was formed in the sky, rushing toward the Crazy Alcoholic and Gu Songzi.

“No wonder Chi Yao promulgated ‘Saint Law’ to prohibit saint kings from joining the fight of the mortal realm. The power of a saint is just amazing. Every move they make can slaughter a large group of people. The guarding formation of those cities wouldn’t be able to ward off that level of power.”

Zhang Ruochen clenched his fist and couldn’t help looking forward to becoming a saint king.

Most of the leaders of the top-tier powers in Kunlun’s Field would resign from their positions after becoming saint kings.

Even if Demonic Sect, Blood God Sect, and Ming Sect didn’t follow ‘Saint Law,’ they wouldn’t challenge the bottom line of the empress. They had self-control to some extent and wouldn’t interfere with the fights for resources, territories, and benefits.

Ye Xiaoxiang may also be a saint king, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to stand up. No wonder Moon Worship Demonic Sect is the head of the seven ancient sects. Three saint kings showed up only for tonight, Zhang Ruochen thought.

In comparison, Blood God Sect was nothing. There were only three saint kings in total even counting the hierarch wife who had just become a saint king.

A voice came from outside Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass. “How long are you going to hide inside, Zhang Ruochen? Aren’t you supposed to return what you owe to our sect?”

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the grass, looked at the tall man wearing a metal mask, smiled and said, “If I’m correct, you said you are Zhao Qilin?”

“Yes. I’m the leader of the dark night envoys of Starlight Hall of Dark Night Palace, Zhao Qilin,” he said.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, “I don’t think I owe your sect anything.”

“The heir stamp of our deity was seized by you. How dare you say you don’t owe us anything. Besides, two of the elders at the state of saint were killed by you. You’re not going to get away with that,” Zhao Qilin sneered.

“All you want are the valuables I have. Why are you even making up so many excuses? But I need to warn you, it’s not a good idea to mess with the Time and Space Descendant. It’s not too late for you to back off yet,” Zhang Ruochen said.