Ultimate Martial Divine King - C1338 Saint Ruler Realm the Path of the Strong

4The wind rose and the clouds surged, and the sky changed color.    

    

The space within the Wuxiang Heavenly Tomb seemed to have descended into a state of stillness, causing everyone’s inner thoughts to stop continuously. The Wuxiang Heavenly Tomb which was initially covered in black clouds became so quiet that it seemed as though there was no one present at all, and the atmosphere was so bizarre that no one dared to speak up loud.    

    

Other than Lei Zhixin and Lei Xiaolan, the rest of the Thunder Holy Clan s had been destroyed.    

    

There were thirty-seven Wind And Cloud Ranking s, existences at the Holy King Stage.    

    

No one would have thought that the strong Lei Yuan, who carried the Thunder Blood Lineage of Holy Body’s boundary, would die in Wuxiang Heavenly Tomb forever. What was even more unexpected was that the person who killed him would be a rising star from the Martial Sect.    

    

But, compared to Lei Yuan and the rest, who had lost their lives, the two of them were not necessarily as optimistic.    

    

Not only did the “nightmare” that had been bothering them not dispel, it had instead become even more frightening.    

    

From now on, they would live in fear and trepidation.    

    

Killing was not enough to crush a person’s heart.    

    

A soul blow, an internal injury was enough for Lei Zhixin to forever remember this moment. But whenever there came a day when Chu Hen, it was difficult for her to raise her head.    

    

“Phew!”    

    

Xiao Se’s cold wind blew across the mountains and cliffs of the Wuxiang Heavenly Tomb.    

    

At this moment, Chu Hen had already left, and the only thing left behind was a mess, as well as the many bystanders who had been unable to come back to their senses for a long time.    

    

“What a scary guy, my back is still cold even now.”    

    

“That’s right!” I never thought that he would actually break through his Holy King Stage at the very last moment.    

    

“I think it’s not wrong at all. Have you seen anyone who could kill someone of the same level just by breaking through their Holy King Stage? This child must have come prepared, and it can be said that Lei Yuan’s defeat is inevitable. ”    

    

The crowd couldn’t help but sigh and shake their heads.    

    

The other Genius On Wind And Cloud Ranking, Li Donghe, also had a complicated expression on his face as he looked at the chaotic battlefield, which was full of broken pillars, cracked earth, broken iron chains, and scattered weapons.    

    

After seeing the miserable fates of Lei Yuan and the rest, Li Donghe could not help but feel a sense of fear.    

    

On the contrary, he had walked before the gates of hell.    

    

Maybe Chu Hen had forgotten about it, or perhaps ignored it, but at least he had saved his life and did not follow in Lei Yuan’s footsteps.    

    

Li Donghe looked up to the sky above the rolling clouds, and muttered to himself, “The Wind And Cloud Ranking is going to change greatly!”    

    

At the edge of a precipitous cliff.    

    

Chu Hen sat with his legs crossed and both of his hands placed on his knees. He closed his eyes and breathed in and out evenly as if he was at the same speed as the air around him.    

    

At this moment, it was as if he had become one with the world. He was like a boulder by the side of a cliff, unwavering and unmoving.    

    

At this time, Chu Hen’s consciousness had already completely infiltrated into the Purple Mansion of True Essence.    

    

Inside the Violet Palace Realm, the sun, moon and stars rotated around. The river and the forest were verdant and verdant. The dense spiritual power was like a dense mist that emitted a neon light under the bright light.    

    

Compared to the time of the Eternal Stage, the space created by the Purple Mansion of True Essence was like the territory of a great nation.    

    

An exuberant vigor filled every corner of this independent world. Zhong Lingqi was extremely beautiful, with odd rocks in all directions. All of the mountains, rivers, moons, and the breath of all living things could be felt in the outside world.    

    

The vast ocean of True Elemental Strength was like a river of life, endlessly surging with a majestic aura.    

    

“Buzz!”    

    

Suddenly, a strange energy rhythm overlapped with each other as the long river of True Elemental Strength evaporated like water vapor, bringing up thousands upon thousands of filaments of light.    

    

Soft fibers intertwined with each other and then transformed into a humanoid form.    

    

In the blink of an eye, a ‘Violet Palace Realm Holy Soul’ that was exactly the same as Chu Hen appeared in a flash.    

    

Compared to its original form, the Holy Soul had an extraordinary spirit energy. Its slightly opened eyes seemed to hide the light of the stars, looking very bright and resplendent.    

    

Chu Hen clearly felt the change in the Holy Soul.    

    

Not just in terms of power, but in terms of a whole level of refinement.    

    

The power of the Holy Soul seemed to have integrated itself into every inch of its flesh and blood body, and was no longer restricted to only Purple Mansion of True Essence.    

    

“Hu!”    

    

After a long exhale, Chu Hen who was meditating slowly opened his eyes.    

    

The surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth flowed into his body like a whale absorbing water. A slight energy fluctuation was triggered, causing the space to distort and distort.    

    

“Congratulations!” A gentle female voice came from behind.    

    

Chu Hen raised his gaze and turned back.    

    

Under a pine tree behind the cliff, a tall and slender figure walked over. Her beautiful face was exquisite, and her ruby-like eyes were bewitching. The moment their eyes met, they couldn’t help but smile at each other.    

    

You’re a Saint Ruler now, a true expert. Congratulations!    

    

Chu Hen nodded and smiled, “Thank you.”    

    

“What’s wrong? So calm? ”    

    

Mo Qingli asked in surprise. Judging from Chu Hen’s expression, the other party did not seem to be particularly excited.    

    

“No problem, I’m very happy.”    

    

Chu Hen replied.    

    

Once he said this, he turned around. A faint coldness surged into his eyes.    

    

In his mind, an arrogant figure that exuded a monstrous aura of darkness appeared.    

    

Even the Holy King Stage genius Yi Zhou, Madman Yi, had directly said that the combined rate of him and Chu Hen’s victory over that person was not more than thirty percent.    

    

The person that Huangfu Hao had called ‘Senior Brother Xiaoyao’ had even killed another Genius On Wind And Cloud Ranking from a hundred miles away with a single move.    

    

Seeing Chu Hen’s slightly sharp eyes, Mo Qingli raised her eyebrows, and did not continue pursuing the matter.    

    

It was very obvious that during the time she was chasing after the Non-Phase Emperor Artifact Soul, Chu Hen had definitely encountered some unknown matters.    

    

This encounter had most likely triggered some of his sensitive emotions.    

    

“How do you feel now?” Mo Qingli said.    

    

“Not bad, I feel that the power circulating in my body is much stronger than before.”    

    

Chu Hen lifted his hand slightly, and his five fingers clenched into a fist. Along with a light cracking sound, a circle of formless energy dispersed outwards, causing even space to tremble a little.    

    

With a raise of his hand, he possessed earth-shattering might. His Holy King Stage could be said to be truly strong.    

    

Mo Qingli smiled faintly, “That’s because your Zifu Disciple no longer exists within your Purple Mansion of True Essence, and the strength of the Holy Soul has already begun to merge with your original body.”    

    

“Oh?” Chu Hen became suspicious, “What other changes are there?”    

    

“The Holy Soul’s abilities exceed your imagination, after the Holy King Stage, the Holy Soul’s abilities will gradually manifest, other than the strengthening and sublimation of the True Elemental Strength, it will fit your original body well, and even if your flesh is heavily injured and your limbs are destroyed, it will be able to cultivate anew.”    

    

“Body recovery?” Chu Hen’s eyes lit up.    

    

“That’s right. When your Cultivation gets stronger, the more perfect the fusion between the Holy Soul and your original body will be. Not only will your limbs be reborn, even your broken organs will be restored. If we can reach the peak of the Holy King Stage, even if our physical body is destroyed, under the condition of the Holy Soul not being destroyed, we can continue to exist in this world and wait for the right time to revive. ”    

    

Hearing Mo Qingli’s words, Chu Hen’s heart was moved.    

    

With their bodies destroyed, the Holy Soul could still live. In a sense, this was almost undying.    

    

“What’s above Holy King Stage?” Chu Hen asked softly.    

    

Mo Qingli paused slightly, and stared deeply into the other party’s eyes with her red eyes.    

    

Her red lips parted as she spat out a few words.    

    

“Great Saint King Stage.”    

    

Great Saint King Stage!    

    

It sounded like there was only a one word difference between the two, but from Mo Qingli’s tone and expression, it was clear that there was a huge difference between the two.    

    

“The current you is still too far away from that step. Right now, your Holy Soul has only just started fusing with your original body, so it might even be difficult for you to repair your broken limbs, let alone not being able to die.”    

    

Mo Qingli poured a bucket of cold water over them.    

    

Chu Hen rubbed his nose awkwardly, laughed, and then casually asked: “What was the extent of your Cultivation at your peak?”    

    

Seeing Chu Hen’s curious expression, Mo Qingli turned around, and a complicated expression faintly surged out of his eyes.    

    

“Just a step away from Great Saint King Stage …”    

    

Chu Hen was obviously startled.    

    

“Just one more step to the Great Saint King Stage? “What a pity.”    

    

Mo Qingli did not reply. Her beautiful eyebrows seemed to be overflowing with gloom, as if she had sunk into a short period of absent-mindedness as she thought back to the past.    

    

“But I believe in you …” Chu Hen stood up, and said with a serious look in his eyes, “It won’t be long before you return to your peak.”    

    

Mo Qingli was slightly stunned. When their gazes met, and received the hint of sincerity in Chu Hen’s eyes, her mind was slightly moved.    

    

Immediately, Mo Qingli looked to the side and said, “I was just about to say it! I think we’re going to split up for the time being. ”    

    

“Hmm? “Why?”    

    

“Chaotic Devil Realm was left behind as a ruin ten thousand years ago. It did indeed leave behind quite a few powerful supreme elders’ inheritances. If we act separately, there will be even more opportunities.”    

    

Mo Qingli explained.    

    

Chu Hen nodded. As of now, he had already reached the level of Holy King Stage, so he believed that Mo Qingli’s Cultivation was only high. If the two of them wanted to make another breakthrough, the resources they would need would be completely different.    

    

Rather than that, it would be better to act separately, which would also bring more conditions to Mo Qingli’s recovery.    

    

“Alright, be careful.” Chu Hen said.    

    

Mo Qingli looked at him with a deeper meaning, as if he wanted to say something yet hesitated to do so.    

    

Previously, when she was in the Wuxiang Heavenly Tomb, she felt that Chu Hen’s aura was somewhat eerie and cold, especially when she killed Lei Yuan and the others.    

    

Moreover, this violent, baleful aura seemed to be similar to the one he felt when he was massacring in all four directions in the Dongsheng State.    

    

Could it be that the Evil God’s power had awakened?    

    

The killing power of the Qitian Token began to fail to be suppressed again?    

    

Mo Qingli could not help but have a trace of doubt in his mind.    

    

If so, what was the reason?    

    

Or, was it just an unaccustomed feeling from obtaining the Strength of The Limitless?    

    

“Why are you looking at me like that? “You can’t bear to part from me?” Chu Hen said with a smile.    

    

Mo Qingli regained his senses, seeing the warm look on the other party’s face, he laughed lightly and shook his head, thinking that he had overthought it.    

    

After all, when the power of the Heaven and Earth exploded, it was far more than this.    

    

“It’s done, then let’s separate first!” Mo Qingli said.    

    

“En!” Chu Hen nodded in agreement, “I hope that when you return, your strength will return to your peak.”    

    

Mo Qingli laughed, then said: “Oh right, there’s something else I need to give you.”    

    

“What?”    

    

Right after she finished speaking, Mo Qingli raised her hand, bringing along a burst of chilly Qi, as beams of intertwined arc light actually leaked out from her palm.    

    

“Chi Chi!”    

    

Chu Hen’s eyes twitched, and subconsciously, he blurted out: “This is the Nether Fire Heavenly Thunder?”    

    

The electrical glow that was wantonly moving was as active as a small dragon. The electrical light that was filled with an extremely strong power was swaying on top of it like a dark green flame light.    

    

This was the power that Lei Yuan had wielded before, the Nether Fire Heavenly Thunder.    

    

However, this ball of ‘Nether Fire Heavenly Thunder’ in Mo Qingli’s hands was a little special. In the middle, there was a ball of flickering green flame light, which continuously overflowed with Strength of Thunderclap, giving off the feeling of a tiny source of energy.    

    

“How could that be?” Chu Hen was even more surprised.    

    

“No matter what, it is still a strange lightning divine object. I took it back along the way.”    

    

Mo Qingli glanced at him with slight disdain.    

    

The Nether Fire Heavenly Thunder was a powerful energy derived from the fusion of the boundaries of the Blood Lineage of Holy Body and the thousand year Hellfire. Especially with the strengthening of Lei Yuan’s life and blood, it had long since formed the ‘Thunder Soul’ and became a divine object of the same rank as the ‘Heart of Profound Sha Divine Thunder’.    

    

Chu Hen ‘did not know what’s good for you’ and ignored it.    

    

But Mo Qingli would not be like him, blind and blind.    

    

If Mo Qingli did not take it with him, then the heart of the Nether Fire Heavenly Thunder would be taken away by someone, or even Lei Yuan’s corpse and bones would gradually disappear from the world.    

    

“I originally planned to keep it for myself, but now that I think about it, it’s better for me to keep it for you.” Mo Qingli casually threw the Nether Fire Heavenly Thunder Heart to Chu Hen.    

    

Chu Hen raised his hand and took it, feeling the power of the palm, which was like the power of a ferocious beast, he looked up and said, “You can keep it for yourself!”    

    

“No need, refining it should take more time.”    

    

“But …”    

    

“I’m leaving, make good use of it!” Without waiting for Chu Hen to finish speaking, Mo Qingli immediately turned and left.    

    

“Screech!”    

    

A resonant bird cry resounded through the sky as an illusory image of a divine bird flew across the sky, transforming into a beam of light and leaping into the sky.    

    

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the horizon, Chu Hen’s lips curled up into a faint smile.    

    

“Thank you!”    

    

After he said that, Chu Hen lowered his head to look at the heart beating green lightning energy body in his palm, his eyes shining with a sharp light.