God Emperor

Chapter 1866: The Ninth Son of the Ghost Master

When Zhang Ruochen dragged the body of the Supreme Saint out, he discovered that there was still a trace amount of divine power emanating from the body, especially the rotten parts.

That made him think. That demigod beast must have swallowed this Supreme Saint alive. His body wasnt decaying naturally but broken down by the demigod beasts power in the stomach.

He took the saber from the dead Supreme Saints hand and summoned flames out of his palm to purify it.

Rust disappeared from the saber; it was now shiny with a cold glancing light.

This saber was a true Supreme Saints weapon, which possessed a rich amount of Supreme-Saint power.

Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power to examine the number and grade of the inscriptions on the saber. A high-pitch, harsh sound suddenly came from the saber just as he injected his spiritual power into the weapon.

The saber vibrated violently. It got free from Zhang Ruochens fingers, turned into an ice dragon, and flew toward the polar region of Warsoul Star.

Zhang Ruochen kneaded his painful wrist in surprise. “Thats a powerful implement spirit. Could it be one from a Ten-Radiance Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact?”

“Who cares if it is. Lets subdue it first. Having this saber will increase my combat strength tremendously,” said the evil spirit inside the Yi Huang Bone Scepter.

The Yi Huang Bone Scepter had absorbed Qing Jins soul mist during the eight years of closed-door cultivation in Eastern Region Holy City. It now could challenge the Precept Domain-realm fighters.

Its strength just got an enormous boost after absorbing the Supreme-Saint corpse kings aura.

Other cultivators had also seen that the saber was an extraordinary weapon. They all faded into streaks of light as they gave chase to the saber toward the polar region.

“These guys are chickens in front of the enemy yet eager beavers in fighting for treasures.”

With no delay, Zhang Ruochen kept the Supreme Saints body and gave chase.

The soil appeared blood-red as he got closer to the polar region. The blood-red fog in the air was blocking the vision of the cultivators.

Those cultivators in pursuit of the saber had disappeared from his field of vision. His spiritual power could only extend a few miles from him because of the suppressive power of the demigod beast.

“Not good. Blood Wasp Ashuran King will kill us one by one easily.”