When the Great Sage was crying in the blood, when he returned to Hanhai Manor by the Jiulong Chariot, Gu Chenzi, Yi Xuan Dasheng, and Yu Huang were already waiting outside the manor.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen walking down from the chariot, as if he was welcoming the hero's return, Yi Xuan Dasheng laughed: "In the battle on Mo Street, you are famous all over the world. I am afraid that no one dares to underestimate our Blood Heaven Tribe any more."

Many monks were paying attention to the confrontation between Zhang Ruochen, Feng and the Great Sage of Yanhong on Mojie, and at the speed of lightning, they spread throughout the major forces in the Hange City.

The cultivators of the Blood Heaven Tribe who gathered around looked at Zhang Ruochen and their eyes changed again.

Become respectful and fearful.

That is the gaze that can only be obtained when facing the strong.

Zhang Ruochen had no trace of joy on his face, but instead looked solemn and worried, saying, "Let's talk about it when you go in."

Gu Chenzi, Emperor Yu, and Dasheng Yi Xuan saw some clues, immediately put away their smiles, followed Zhang Ruochen into Hanhai Manor, and then entered the Seven Stars Palace.

There was a speechless journey, and the atmosphere was heavy.

When he arrived in the hall, Zhang Ruochen sat at the top like an emperor, but still didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Gu Chenzi asked, "What happened? Isn't the cultivation of Bing and Yanhong Great Sage far stronger than the surface?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly, and finally spoke, saying, "The Sage and the Great Sage of Yanhong did not use their true body, nor did they display their true power. We only had a tentative confrontation once, and it was difficult to see through their depth. However, we can roughly infer that their combat power is only higher than that of Emperor Yu."

"You have not even condensed the third-grade holy will. Can you be stronger than me? You are afraid that you have not seen it. I can cut off Yue Tinghai's arm with my bare hands. Do you want to try it too?"

Emperor Yu snorted lightly, quite dissatisfied.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be unable to see the fighting spirit on Emperor Yu, and said, "The body of the immortal Chaos Ghost Emperor can absorb endless ghosts and oneness. Although he was in Mojie, he only showed the tip of the iceberg of strength, but he could infer from some clues that he had absorbed the ghosts in the body of the Chaos Ghost Emperor, more than 10 million."

"According to my analysis, those ghosts do not belong to mortals. They have at least practiced when they are alive."

"Every million ghosts can condense a ghost emperor soul body at the level of Thousand Questions. If the power of the ten ghost emperor soul bodies is combined with the high-level Thousand Questions level, your third-grade holy will cannot resist it, right?"

"I have read the information of the bleach in detail. The Emperor Mirror Tongtian Eye he practiced was a high-level holy art of Qianwen. With this technique, he once severely damaged a great saint of Qianwen Realm in the Caijie Realm in the battlefield of merit."

A look of surprise flashed in Emperor Yu's eyes. Unexpectedly, the immortal Chaos Ghost Emperor body would be so powerful.

Gu Chenzi said: "Emperor Yu has just broken through to the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm, and has not had time to practice the high-level holy art of Thousand Questions. His foundation is indeed a little worse than that of Emper. However, if Emper cannot integrate the third-grade holy will and is surpassed by Emper, it is only a matter of time."

The Great Sage Yi Xuan was quite upset and said, "It's all my fault. If he hadn't taken away the Chaos Spring, how could he have grown to such a powerful level now?"

Gu Chenzi still had a puzzled look between his eyebrows. Since Zhang Ruochen was able to escape from the joint efforts of Feng and Yanhong Great Saint, even if their strength was really stronger than Yu Emperor, they should be limited.

With their strength as the Three Blood Heavens, they can join forces to fight.

But why does Zhang Ruochen's emotions have such a big fluctuation?

Zhang Ruochen said: "After breaking through the siege of Bing and the Great Sage of Yanhong, I met another monk, whose cultivation level was far superior to those of them."

"Who is it? Is Wuwang?" Gu Chenzi asked.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "No, Wujiang is a big difference compared to him. Even if you three join forces with me, they may not be his opponent."

Emperor Yu, Dasheng Yixuan, and Gu Chenzi were all stunned.

They knew that Zhang Ruochen was not a person who likes to joke. Since he said it so carefully, this matter must have been carefully analyzed and calculated.

Gu Chenzi analyzed and said, "How is this possible? Wujiang is in the Great Perfect Realm of the Hundred Shackles Realm, ranking fifth. Those who are stronger than him are Luo Shengtian, Yan Huangtu, and Vulgar Infant."

"Although Luo Shengtian's ranking is higher than Wujiang, the two of them have never fought each other. Based on their previous record, even if Luo Shengtian is better than Wujiang, he will not be much more powerful. Moreover, if he wanted to test you, he had already taken action on the life-and-death battle stage and could not have waited until now."

"Yan Huangtu, who ranks third, rarely makes public moves. His latest record must be traced to 120 years ago. It is impossible to judge how strong he is now."

"However, since you have gone to Jiayin City, you must have fought with Yan Wushen and tested each other's strength. Logically speaking, Yan Huangtu has no meaning to take action again, so he can also rule it out."

"The only possibility is the universe's divine fetus and varied infants."

"There are too many legends about the Vaginal Infant. In the same realm, any monk will feel a sense of fear of him and is an almost invincible opponent."

"I have seen the Vaginal Infant. At that time, we were all in the realm of the Holy King, and were at the level of the Great Sage's realm. I am also a first-class genius, quite arrogant and never thought that someone in the same realm could defeat me."

"But that time, the greedy infant left a deep impression on me. He killed a great saint who tied with me with just one sword, clean and neat, just like he was the incarnation of killing."

"At that time, I was thinking that even if six of me joined forces, I probably wouldn't be able to stop the six swords on his back."

"If there is really an opponent that we cannot defeat even the Three Jue of Blood Heaven, then there is only one that may be the Yan Huangtu or the Vagrant Infant. Among them, the Vagrant Infant is more likely."

Emperor Yu showed a cold look and said, "The greedy infant at that time must have borrowed external forces. At the sky hunting banquet, you cannot borrow external forces. There is only one combat soldier. The greedy infant's advantage will be greatly weakened. I don't believe that based on your current cultivation level, he will be killed instantly."

Yi Xuan said: "That's right, with the current cultivation of the three of us, under the Qianwen Realm, there is no way for creatures to defeat the joint efforts of the three of us by themselves. Only Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen may be able to do it in the future."

"I guess what Zhang Ruochen encountered was probably a banquet attendant from Qianwenjing."

Zhang Ruochen has looked through the information of Vacant Infant and is sure that he has not practiced the way of nothingness. It is absolutely impossible for him to be the one who is.

As for those who attend the banquet in Qianwenjing...

Zhang Ruochen once guessed this way, but he was denied.

The person who attends the banquet in Qianwen Realm cannot participate in the hunting of heaven, so there is no need to test his strength. What's more, the black figure said before leaving, "The so-called Yuanhui-level genius is nothing more than that."

From this, it can be inferred that the person's personality:

He is very confident in himself, competitive and valued fame and fortune. He is jealous and dissatisfied with Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, who are known as the "Yuanhui-level" genius, and even more disdainful.

If he was really a great saint in Qianwen Realm, even if he cut off a strand of Zhang Ruochen's hair, he would not be very proud.

After all, the difference in cultivation between the two is too big, and many great saints in Qianwen Realm have such strength.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Have you forgotten that there is another mysterious existence ranked first in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm."

Gu Chenzi frowned and said, "The Great Perfection List of Hundred Shackles Realm was compiled from the Star Sea World. At the beginning, only forty-seven Great Sages were included. As some hidden powerhouses were exposed, they have now expanded to fifty-eight."

"However, the rankings of the top ten have never changed. From this we can see that their strength is definitely far superior to other Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm."

"The most confusing thing is the one ranked first, with only one word written on the list, missing."

"At first, everyone thought that his name was Que. However, a god had calculated that he could not calculate this person. So everyone thought that the Star Sea World deliberately left the first person out and left it to you or Yan Wushen. After all, you two are too strong. Once you reach the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm, you will definitely reach the top."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Can't even the gods calculate it?"

"This matter is absolutely true." Gu Chenzi said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If he was the controller of nothingness, he could have perfectly controlled the power of nothingness. Can the gods calculate him?"

"This..." Gu Chenzi didn't know how to answer.

Any monk has a respectful attitude towards the power of nothingness.

Because there are too few creatures who practice nothingness and are too rare. It is precisely because of this rareness and unknown that all monks feel awe and don’t know how to deal with it.

for example:

If only one monk who practices time will produce one in each genus. All monks do not know how to deal with the power of time and have no way to resist it, then they will be full of awe of the time controllers.

But in fact, although there are few cultivators who practice for a while, it is not rare.

Even the time controller can give birth to one or two in every era.

As I studied the way of time, I knew how to resist and deal with it, and I became less respectful of it.

Emperor Yu said: "If he is the controller of nothingness, even the gods cannot calculate him. Then, how could the Star Sea World know him?"

"What if he is a monk trained by the Star Sea World, or the Temple of Destiny?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"It's not that there's no possibility."

Gu Chenzi's face also became solemn, and he said, "The power of nothingness may not be able to resist the calculation of the gods at all times, but the Temple of Destiny wants to cover up the secrets of a monk. Even if the powerful god is, he cannot calculate it."

"This shortage will become the biggest variable of this sky hunting banquet." Zhang Ruochen said.

He had a clear perception, and the black figure had a deep hostility towards him.

In the following time, Zhang Ruochen turned on the sundial again, and tried his best to refine the twelve flowers of the wine, and tried to break the first shackle.

The first shackle he found was located in his right arm using the Way of Truth.

Before drinking the twelve flowers, Zhang Ruochen had swallowed the Shenyou Pill and tried it dozens of times, but it was unsuccessful.

In the sundial, it took about a year to practice before the twelve flowers were fully absorbed.

I took the Shenyou Pill again, but still did not break the first shackle. Better than before, the shackle trembled slightly and no longer responded as before.

This is a good start!

"Next, you have to grind it slowly. I can grind the iron rod into a needle. I don't believe it, so I can't grind it in a shackle." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

With the expectation of everyone, the seventh day of the fifth lunar month finally arrived.

The grand ceremony of the Heavenly Hunting Banquet made the monks in the entire Hell world jubilant no matter where they were. The monks attending the banquet from all races became the objects of discussion they talked about, entrusting their hopes and representing the honor of major forces.

The representatives of the Blood Heaven Tribe who attended the banquet, the fifty great saints and fifty holy kings, had gathered together, ready to go, and were full of momentum.

Some use the Great Saint-level wild beasts as mounts, followed by dozens of holy slaves, wearing armor at the level of king's holy weapon, and flying cloaks on their backs.

Some ride in chariots of the King's Holy Artifact level, and there are four beautiful female saints cultivators beside them.

...

Every person attending the banquet is quite high-profile, showing the most majestic, richest and strongest side, full of energy and passion, and wants to surpass other forces in momentum.

At this moment, the Seven Star Imperial Palace turned into a normal palace size and was carried out from the Hanhai Manor by eighteen Six Tribulation Ghost Kings.

Suddenly, all the monks of the Blood Heaven Tribe were compared.
To be continued...