Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 166: The Long River Across Space and Time
Then, hundreds and thousands of ghost soldiers were shattered into ashes without a sound and completely disappeared from the world.

"This... this is really just a residual mark. I thought there really were such a terrifying number of ghost soldiers."

Many monks began to react and all breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was just a trace of mark, otherwise they would be in trouble.

"This should be the scene that happened at that time. For some reason, it appeared at this time."

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi gazed at the sea with her beautiful eyes. She had never seen such a strange scene before.

"If that's the case, then that person is the Saint of Transformation?"

"Very likely."

While several people were talking, the Saint Hua Shen shattered a large number of Yin soldiers with great domineering power.

But the evil soldiers kept coming in an endless stream, as if there was no end. They kept gathering from afar, charging forward without fear of life or death.

When they encountered the strength and terror of the Yin soldiers from behind, the rolling black air spread, and the extremely shrill wails shook the void to collapse. A Yin general rushed out and attacked with a fierce killing move.

"boom!"

The Saint Huashen fought with him with a palm strike, and countless runes emerged and intertwined in front of the two of them. This blow almost caused the void to collapse.

Relying on his extraordinary strength, Saint Huashen still stood firm, without retreating even a bit. In contrast, General Yin was blown hundreds of feet away, and the black energy surrounding his body dimmed a lot.

But this place is full of black fog, and the fog will recover very quickly.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and spat out a river of blood. A strong smell of blood spread, and countless evil spirits wailed and struggled to run out and tear the Saint Huashen into pieces.

The river of blood was like a giant blade, slashing down from the air. The red strands that seeped out of it were as thick as huge mountains, and its power was terrifying.

"This is too terrifying. Although it is only a fragment of the past, the terrifying murderous intent seems to be right in front of us."

Even though it was just a mark, the horror of the blood river still made the onlookers shudder.

The Saint Hua Shen was not afraid. He used terrible moves to meet the enemy head-on. After a loud bang, the blood river was broken up, but he was also forced to retreat half a step.

"boom!"

Before he could make another move, three more black mists swept over from a distance. Each one was extremely terrifying and no weaker than that of the Yin general.

"So what if there are more of you? Just wait and see how I kill you all!"

Facing four terrifying opponents, Saint Huacan never retreated even a bit.

The breath in his body was boiling, and his whole body was like a divine furnace, with the breath of life as vigorous as a burning divine fire.

He strode forward, determined to fight one against four. Not only did he have to fight against a Yin general whose cultivation level was almost the same as his, but he also had to be on guard against countless Yin soldiers at all times.

What follows is a battle of life and death, in which the void collapses and the sky becomes dark.

In the end, all four Yin generals were killed, and Saint Hua Shen was also seriously injured. But before he had any chance to recover, another terrifying aura came from the sky...

Regardless of his injuries, he turned around and rushed forward, and another thrilling battle ensued.

"As expected of a Saint of Transformation, facing such a situation, he still does not retreat a single step..."

"He is a saint indeed!"

When people saw this, they were all moved. There were many rumors about this saint, but only by seeing him in person could they know how majestic he was.

Yang Zhu had been silent all this time. At this moment, he suddenly looked at the Saintess of Yao Chi and said, "Yue'er, I want to help him."

"But...but this battle took place more than 100,000 years ago. It is already a thing of the past."

The eyes of the Saint of Yao Chi flickered, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment. "Yes, Brother Yang, this happened in the past. Even if we want to help, we are powerless." The Great Xia Prince couldn't help but frown.

Hearing this, everyone here looked over.

Ever since Yang Zhu's identity was revealed, he naturally became the focus here. Moreover, two peerless beauties and the Prince of Daxia were also here, so he naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"How will you know if you don't try."

As the voice fell, runes of the Great Dao flashed on Yang Zhu's body, and chaotic mist lingered around him, making him hazy and filled with endless space force flowing.

The body gradually became illusory, almost merging into the void. At the same time, the power of the Tao surged, and the laws of heaven and earth followed suit, as if in agreement.

"What method is this?"

The Great Xia Prince and others were all stunned. Yang Zhu's current ethereal and holy spirit was like a resurrected emperor. His aura was connected with the past and the present, his divine power was unparalleled, and he was invaluable!

Yang Zhu walked forward step by step, his body becoming more and more illusory. Two shadows vaguely appeared behind him. Although they looked a little different from him, everyone could tell that it was him.

In one of them, Yang Zhu looks a little immature, and in the other, his face is obscured by the primordial mist, making it difficult to see clearly. It looks very mysterious and strange.

The shadows flickered, all surrounded by chaos, and gradually overlapped.

A brilliant divine light burst out from between his eyebrows, and then a light gate opened in front of him. The power of yin and yang flowed, and the power of space spread. At this moment, it seemed as if time and space were reversed!
“There is no place in the world, in the past and in the present, that I cannot go to.”

Yang Zhu walked towards the light gate step by step. No matter how the field surged and time and space reversed, it still could not stop him at all.

His figure flickered, and the long river of time was flowing under his feet, as if he was walking towards the underworld.

"I'm going to follow you wherever you go."

The beautiful eyes of the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi flickered, and she was about to go forward. No matter what was ahead, she was not afraid.

Yang Zhu looked back, and at this moment his face was obscured by the misty fog, making it difficult to see his face clearly, as if he did not exist in this world.

"Yue'er, wait for me here."

After saying that, Yang Zhu continued to move forward, then stepped into the light gate. The next moment, a chilling scene happened.

"This...how is this possible?!"

On the black ocean, in an ancient battlefield with a trace of residual marks, a dazzling door suddenly appeared, attracting all eyes on the battlefield.

Then, a foot stepped out of the light gate, and immediately a terrifying aura spread. The vigorous energy and blood descended like the pressure of heaven, and the sacred aura overflowed.

The sacred energy and blood are as vigorous as the sea, sweeping towards the sky.

At this moment, all the ghost soldiers and generals were terrified. Facing the blood and energy overflowing from the closed door, they felt an innate fear.

Ah!
The energy and blood were like the sea, rushing forward with overwhelming force. In an instant, thousands of Yin soldiers were reduced to ashes and refined into a wisp of green smoke.

Many ghost soldiers were not affected, but were only slightly contaminated by it, and immediately a raging divine fire ignited from within their bodies. No matter how they struggled, the fire could not be extinguished, and in the end they were completely refined.

Woo!
At this time, a long horn sounded from the sky. All the ghost soldiers trembled violently upon hearing the news, and then immediately changed direction and retreated like a tide.

"How is this going!"

The extremely powerful Yin generals, after sensing Yang Zhu's breath, all trembled with fear, with a fear coming from the depths of their souls.

It seems that the person behind the light gate is their natural nemesis!

(End of this chapter)