God Emperor

The cold and piercing murderous Qi approached their backs with the feeling of impending crisis. It was like sharp needles piercing the skin one by one, shuddering the nerves all over their bodies.

It was an impending crisis of death full of desperation. They would probably vanish like smoke in the next minute, disappearing from the world.

Who could stay calm in the face of death?

King Xianlan was only about 90 meters behind Zhang Ruochen. The blood Qi given out by him had condensed into dozens of skeletons, making a cracking noise.

King Xianlan now was like the Death from Hell, who had the lives of Zhang Ruochen and the Saint Lady in hand.

Zhang Ruochens forehead was covered with big droplets of sweat. He lowered his legs and stepped into the rock with a crack.

He restrained himself to give a sudden turn. He operated the spatial Qi to chop behind him.

The space of dozens of metes in diameter took a violent quake.

Then a more than ten-meter-long spatial crack was created and flew away to hit King Xianlan who was closely after them.

The Rules of the Heaven and the Earth were surely different in the First Gradient than that of the ground.

But the spatial rules didnt change much, so Zhang Ruochen could still display the spatial power freely.

Because of the last resort of this spatial power, Zhang Ruochen had the power to fight with saints.

Seeing the spatial crack coming at him, King Xianlan was shocked and slid away immediately.

Spatial power was one of the original powers of the world, which couldnt be defended with the Holy Qi practiced by a monk. They had to dodge it.

King Xianlan was quick enough to just be hurt by the spatial crack.