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Supreme Saint Jiuling continued speaking. “You are not allowed to bring any special battle treasures above the Saint King Realm to Zuling Field. For example, Saint Figure Runes.
“In other words, you can’t use someone else’s power directly.
“Of course, treasures that you’ve already combined into your body or Supreme Saint and divine relic ancient weapons can be brought onto the battlefield. Only one person is an exception.”
“Who?”
Zhang Ruochen and Wu Hao asked this at almost the same time.
“The Priest.”
Then Supreme Saint Jiuling continued, “Each field in the Shatuo Seven Fields will choose a priest. The priest can bring a weapon blessed by a deity, but this weapon can only be used once.”
“Since the priest can only use it once, when should he use it?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
“The Zuling Field has already entered the state of being the end of the world battleground,” Supreme Saint Jiuling said. “The Saint Kings of both parties have already retreated. However, if a Saint King from the Luosha Race was hidden in Zuling Field, it would be a disaster for the Saints of the Shatuo Seven Fields.
“The divine weapon of the priest is used in reaction to these uncertain variables.
“In addition, if the Heir is too domineering and makes an extreme yet wrong decision, the priest can use the divine weapon to…kill him.”
When he said that, Supreme Saint Jiuling stared deeply at Wu Hao.
Wu Hao’s expression didn’t change, but fear flashed past his eyes.
“For now, only the seven Heirs and priests know of the existence of the divine weapons,” Supreme Saint Jiuling said. “Don’t tell the other Saints. This is the only way we can win against uncertainties.”
Zhang Ruochen looked at the saint sword in his hands. He felt a terrifying energy wave inside the sword. “This is the divine weapon?”
“Indeed.” Supreme Saint Jiuling nodded.
Zhang Ruochen carefully put the saint sword into his spatial ring for safekeeping.
“The merit battles for the Saints, Saint Kings, Supreme Saints, and deities occur simultaneously. Thus, after you enter Zuling Field, everything is on you. Don’t think about having someone come help you. You have extremely heavy responsibilities on your shoulders. You must unite for the survival of Guanghan Field. Work to kill more Luosha and gain more merits.”
Supreme Saint Jiuling was extremely serious. His tone was grave as well.
“Supreme Saint, do not worry. May the Moon Goddess rest assured as well. With Brother Zhang and I here, we’ll risk our lives to win more merits.”
Wu Hao clapped Zhang Ruochen on the shoulder and laughed brightly.
Then Supreme Saint Jiuling told them that the merits battle would start around ten days later.
After Zhang Ruochen and Wu Hao retreated, the three giants of Guanghan Field sank into silence.
Half a beat later, Emperor Jimie spoke first. “Thankfully, Kunlun’s Field has joined Heaven World. Otherwise, Guanghan Field would definitely be last and become the next sacrifice.”
“The gods of Heaven World allowed Kunlun’s Field to join us, probably already planning to let it become the next battlefield,” Supreme Saint Jiuling said. “After all, there are many great treasures hidden there. Even a god would be tempted.”
Elder Wu’s voice rang out. “Everyone, do not underestimate Kunlun’s Field. One hundred thousand years ago, Kunlun’s Field was fifth on the Ten Thousand Worlds Merits Rank. They almost became the top sovereign of the western universe. Even if they’ve gone through a 100,000-year-long dark age, they’re still formidable. If they have some hidden tactics and have more merits than us, it will be a catastrophe for Guanghan Field.”
Emperor Jimie and Supreme Saint Jiuling both nodded solemnly. “No matter what, we have no way out of this merits battle. We must try our best and win, even if we lose our lives.”
After the Ten Thousand Saint Conference ended, all the Supreme Saints of Guanghan Field left for the saint territories with large amounts of Six Saints to the Sky Wine and Hua Divine Pills.
They had to develop more Saints within ten days.
Each new Saint meant a slightly higher chance for victory.
All the Saints and Saint Kings who’d attended the conference stayed in the Tongyou Saint Territory that the Moon Goddess was in. They waited quietly for the merits battle to start.
After flying down Moon Goddess Mountain, Wu Hao brought Zhang Ruochen to where the Saints were staying.
Along the way, Wu Hao asked, “Brother Zhang, you must be the Saint that the Moon Goddess brought back, right?”
“I indeed came to the Heaven World with the Moon Goddess,” Zhang Ruochen said.
“You’ve just entered the Heaven Pass Realm and are already on the same level as Ji Kongpo. Do you have the Complete Body Constitution or the Supreme Complete Body Constitution?”
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Zhang Ruochen stopped walking and shot him a look.
Wu Hao smiled. “I’m sorry if I’ve offended you! This is your privacy. I shouldn’t ask so casually. Come, the Tongyou Saint Territory is my land. I have to welcome you extravagantly no matter what. You’ll let me, right?”
Wu Hao was very intelligent. Zhang Ruochen couldn’t really figure him out.
Thus, he didn’t know if Wu Hao’s actions were because this was his personality or if he was afraid of the divine weapon.
Of course, Wu Hao was the Heir. Zhang Ruochen had to humor him regardless, so he followed the man to the welcoming banquet.
Zhang Ruochen wasn’t Wu Hao’s only guest. He’d also invited Su Qingling, Ling Mi, Wen Shucheng, Bu Ji, Ji Kongpo and the others. There were 100 people in total. Each one was a top Saint of Guanghan Field. More than half were Absolute Saints.
The wine they drank was the Six Saints to the Sky Wine that the Crazy Alcoholic brewed.
Zhang Ruochen also learned from the banquet that the Crazy Alcoholic and Gu Songzi stayed in Tongyou Saint Territory.
The territory leader was Elder Wu, one of the top three heads.
It was also because of Elder Wu’s full support that they could produce so much Six Saints to the Sky Wine and so many Hua Divine Pills in a short period.
After drinking a few rounds, Ji Kongpo suddenly stood up. Eyes flashing sharply, he roared and smashed his bronze cup on the ground. He walked toward Zhang Ruochen, saying, “I couldn’t defeat you at the Guanghan Divine Palace and that’s the biggest insult of my life. But that was because of the divine might’s suppression. I couldn’t unleash my full powers. Do you dare fight me again now? One against one in a fair fight.”
Ji Kongpo was practically undefeatable in the same realm. There were very few who could take three of his hits.
Thus, he viewed the Guanghan Divine Palace battle as a humiliation.
Zhang Ruochen sat calmly at his table. “Why should I fight with you?” he asked indifferently.
“Are you afraid of defeat?” Ji Kongpo jeered.
“I’ve lost many times in my life,” Zhang Ruochen said. “Why would I be afraid of defeat? Only people who’ve never lost like you would be scared and think defeat is humiliating.”
Su Qingling was sitting beside Zhang Ruochen. She suddenly stood up and said coldly, “Ji Kongpo, what’s wrong with you? You want to fight? Then I’ll fight with you.”
“None of your business. This is a conflict between Zhang Ruochen and I. I want to defeat him fairly so he knows my true abilities.”
Immense saintly power poured out of Ji Kongpo’s body, shaking the Spiritual Qi in the surroundings.
That moment, Wu Hao, who was sitting at the front, put down his bronze cup slowly. “Ji Kongpo,” he said calmly. “Apologize to the priest.”
That instant, the entire banquet fell silent.
It was clear that Wu Hao’s words held power among the various Saints.
Ji Kongpo was indeed scared of Wu Hao. “I just want to challenge him,” he said. “What did I do wrong? Why should I apologize?”
“Is it not wrong to offend the priest, someone higher than you?” Wu Hao asked. “You don’t even follow the rules. Wouldn’t it be adding to the mess to bring you to the Saints Merits Battle? Apologize. This is the last time I’m saying this.”
“What if I don’t apologize?”
Ji Kongpo was such a proud figure. He found it embarrassing to tie with Zhang Ruochen. How could he apologize and admit his mistake?
Boom!
A huge handprint fell from the sky.
The next moment, a dozen-meter-long ditch shaped like a hand appeared in the center of the banquet hall. Ji Kongpo was all bloody and sprawled out at the bottom of the ditch, trembling without stop.
All the Saints present gasped sharply. They looked toward Wu Hao at the front.
Wu Hao was still sitting calmly. He put his hand away and scoffed. “Don’t think that I’m too scared to teach you a lesson just because you’re Emperor Jimie’s son. The merits battle pertains to the survival of the entire Guanghan Field. We must be united. If anyone dares to cause trouble like Ji Kongpo, don’t blame me for being cruel.”
Then Wu Hao raised his cup and specifically nodded in Zhang Ruochen’s direction. “Everyone, continue drinking.”
Bu Ji sat on Zhang Ruochen’s other side. Looking at Ji Kongpo at the bottom of the handprint ditch, he felt a chill. “Wu Hao is so f*cking strong!” he said telepathically to Zhang Ruochen and Su Qingling. “He just attacked casually and disabled Ji Kongpo.”
Zhang Ruochen could see that Wu Hao’s attack had been to help him get closer with Zhang Ruochen while also intimidating him.
His expression didn’t change. He raised his bronze cup and took a sip.
“You’ve really lost many times?” Su Qingling asked curiously.
“Is that strange?” Zhang Ruochen replied.
Su Qingling chuckled. She bit her sexy red lip. “You have the Supreme Complete Body Constitution. Shouldn’t you be undefeatable? Who can defeat you?”
Zhang Ruochen smiled. “If you win, that only means that your enemy was too weak. Only by losing does it mean that you faced a truly strong opponent.”
“Of course, losing is a good thing. At least, it means that you’re still alive and have a chance to turn it around. But on the merits battle, there is no victory or defeat. There’s only life and death.”