Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator Chapter 1175 - Suppressing Thousands of Sects Alone!

Chapter 1175: Suppressing Thousands of Sects Alone!

In the sky.
Energy storms raged, blood covered the world, countless broken limbs and broken pieces of battleships were falling everywhere on Earth. The dimension was letting out some thunderous sounds. That giant black trench extending from where Chen Fan was to ten thousand miles away seemed like an abyss. Looking from below, it seemed like a black wound in the sky.
“How is that possible?”
All the onlookers—including the Nascent Soul Cultivators from other planets, people on Earth, the sects and the rogue cultivators from the Star Ocean—froze on the spot as they witnessed that unbelievable and otherworldly feat.
Almost half of the coalition army made by thousands of sects—who arrived with a fierce attitude, sweeping through the entire solar system as if they could level the Earth with one foot—were killed by Chen Fan with one slash?
The ten Grand Elders even hailed from imperishable sects, counted amongst the most powerful and superior cultivators, the leaders of their sects. However, they couldn’t even activate their Quasi-Divine Treasures; Chen Fan swiftly crushed their bodies and souls to little bits with the slash.
Some of them either knew Substitute Secret Arts or had top secret treasures; they might have even survived an attack from a Soul Formation Cultivator.
But Chen Fan killed them with a Deity Weapon, a broken sword.
Even though the broken sword was just a small part of a standard Deity Weapon, it was a real Deity Weapon after all, one with an incredibly strong power. Apart from its sharpness and hardness, the most terrifying thing about it was that the wounds it made couldn’t be healed. A cultivator would quickly die if it was a fatal injury. Not even Soul Formation Grand Cultivators were able to take Chen Fan’s slashes directly.
“Impossible, that’s definitely impossible…”
Qin Ye quickly fell back. His left arm had been cut off and drops of crimson blood splashed everywhere. He used to be patient, moral and noble like a dragon in the human world… His hair was messy at the moment and his chest was covered in blood. He didn’t look moral at all.
“Vulnerable!”
Chen Fan stepped forward again and slashed a second time, splitting a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators in two pieces from the waist.
“What a shame this Flying Deity Sword Art can only be used once.” Chen Fan sighed.
“Flying Deity” was a Grand Divine Power that could arouse the will of the soul left by the former master of the weapon in order to muster an extremely bright and unimaginable attack. The more powerful the master of the weapon had been, the more terrifying the attacks of the Flying Deity. In this case, it had been a General of the Deity Realm once. Although it was just a part of the sword and couldn’t unleash its complete power, it was still very terrifying.
“Kill him! Everyone, kill him!” Qin Ye shouted furiously.
He was angry and a bit scared, since he finally understood why his fifth brother and the six Grand Elders had been defeated, even while having Quasi-Divine Treasures with them. It turned out that Chen Beixuan was too powerful.
When that slash appeared, Qin Ye even felt as if he were facing his father, the Emperor of Apollo Palace!
“Let’s do it!”
Whoosh!
There were flags everywhere, just like a forest, and tons of soldiers like rain in the sky. Countless Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators from the large sects reacted and they madly rushed forward with reddened eyes, ready to lay their lives on the line. Many battleships even used their main cannons. Ninety-nine Divine Thunder Arrays were initiated at the same time, which was comparable to the power of a top Nascent Soul cultivator.
Kill!
Countless sounds of slaughter shook the sun and moon. Thousands of light rays filled the sky; beams of light pierced through the sun and some terrifying energy waves struck the ground, making the world shake and the air crack. That was indeed an unprecedented war. Golden Core cultivators were like ants in this battle; Chen Fan was able to kill a thousand of them with one hand and the Nascent Soul cultivators were dying by the dozens.
“Whoosh!”
Chen Fan was located at the center of the battlefield, a place which had turned into a sea of light. There were countless Divine Chains and the power of Dharma Laws inside. Thunderbolts and light intertwined and a thousand Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators died almost every second.
Chen Fan slashed at his enemies again.
Eight battleships exploded and a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators were killed.
However, they still rushed forward selflessly. A few of the ten Grand Elders survived the most deadly attack because they had been at its very edge. Even though they had been severely injured, almost falling from their Half Grand Cultivator realm, they still took some Divine Medicines and raised their Dharma Powers to the highest level to control the Quasi-Divine Treasures and besiege Chen Fan again.
“Boom!”
The sky cracked.
They pushed their energy to the maximum level and activated their Quasi-Divine Treasures. Their attack could be compared to that of a true Soul Formation Cultivator going at 50% output; the area within a few hundred mile radius turned into a giant black hole. Many Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators were unable to escape in time. They were dragged into the attack, immediately being smashed into meat sauce before they could even make a noise. Even their Divine Souls and Nascent Souls were crushed to pieces.
“Bunch of ants!”
Chen Fan slashed with a cold and calm look in his eyes. He was completely at ease.
Even though he was unable to use the Flying Deity, he still had the Half Nascent Soul Power. His body, Divine Soul and Nascent Soul were all above the Golden Core level. His body was incredibly powerful and his Dharma Power was endless, just like a perpetual motion machine that could fight forever.
No matter how those people attacked Chen Fan, he simply ignored them and sent slashes that flashed across the sun and the moon.
“Boom, boom, boom.”
Thunderous sounds were heard every time Chen Fan’s Deity Sword clashed with the Quasi-Divine Treasures, which cracked the souls of the cultivators within a few thousand miles range and their bodies were almost shattered. The area was filled with powerful sacred energy and Deity Light.
In the end—
That area had virtually turned into a land of the dead.
Only Half Grand Cultivators, organized troops or Divine Princes with Quasi-Divine Treasures could be involved in that battle. The Divine Princes were much weaker than the Half Grand Cultivators; they could only unleash a couple of attacks using the Quasi-Divine Treasures with all of their Dharma Powers.
But that was enough.
A Divine Prince could send one attack; there would be ten of them with ten Divine Princes combined.
This was interfering with Chen Fan’s actions considerably, since only Quasi-Divine Treasures and power at the Half Grand Cultivator grade could injure him. Although Chen Fan’s attacks were incomparable, he still had a Golden Core Deity Body; it began to shake a bit after receiving countless, powerful attacks. Cracks started to appear on it; the perfect Deity Body wasn’t perfect anymore.
However, Chen Fan’s enemies were more miserable in this exchange.
Ten Grand Elders, dozens of Divine Princes, a few hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators and a million soldiers had been mobilized to attack him, but then what happened?
Only a few Grand Elders were left, the Divine Princes had suffered huge losses and only one-third of the Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators remained. That battle in the sky had only started half an hour before, and yet more than a few hundred thousand cultivators had died.
“Chen Fan, go to hell!”
Qin Ye held the Yaoyang Divine Sword in his hand and was giving it all at this moment, displaying the might of the Prince of Apollo Palace, who was invincible below the Soul Formation tier. He flashed across the sky with the sword, shaking the world while trying to kill Chen Fan.
But Chen Fan only gave a backhand slash and easily bounced him off.
Even though Qin Ye was claimed to be invincible, there was still a massive difference between his power and Chen Fan’s Half Nascent Soul Power after all.
“Why? Why?”
Qin Jian, who had lost all his limbs, floated by the edge of the battlefield. He could only watch that scene in shock.
“It shouldn’t be like this!”
The army made by thousands of sects had made a full-on attack. There were almost ten imperishable sects and a hundred large sects. What planet region couldn’t they conquer? Unless there were real Soul Formation Grand Cultivators present, they should have been able to level the planet region easily. Why was Chen Fan so powerful? He was still full of spirit after defeating so many Half Grand Cultivators. He remained arrogant in the eye of the storm, just like a mountain.
“Who exactly is this man? Is he really the reincarnation of a Grand Cultivator?” Qin Jian was completely speechless.
“Argh!”
In the end—
A Divine Prince directly burned himself and set his Divine Soul and body on fire, turning into the purest light and merging with his Quasi-Divine Treasure. The most powerful attack from the Quasi-Divine Treasure struck Chen Fan’s body and left a wound a few inches long.
Unfortunately…
That wound healed in the blink of an eye.
“My turn!”
“I’ll help!”
“Count me in.”
The other Divine Princes also yelled as they burned themselves and merged their Divine Souls with their Quasi-Divine Treasures, which in turn were completely awakened to make a full-power attack.
Swish, swish, swish!
Eight more wounds immediately appeared on Chen Fan’s body, but those injuries didn’t stop him at all; he still looked determined. The blade aura flashed through the sky and the broken sword in his hand was unimaginably sharp, which was able to kill or injure people with a mere touch. A Quasi-Divine Treasure was even cracked because of Chen Fan’s slash. When half of the Divine Princes went down, a Half Grand Cultivator desperately burned his blood and merged his body with his weapon, putting all of his soul and energy into the Quasi-Divine Treasure to make the most powerful attack possible against Chen Fan.
“Boom!”
That attack had truly been powerful. Even Chen Fan was a bit startled.
The Blue Sky Divine Blade was like a green True Dragon. It carried the endless power of a Soul Formation Cultivator and was extremely strong, enough to make the air shatter. It hit Chen Fan’s body and created a wound a foot long, almost cutting off Chen Fan’s arm. Even Chen Fan’s initial-success Deity Body seemed to be a bit overwhelmed after such an attack. He was injured; there was crimson blood everywhere.
“Too weak,” said Chen Fan with a gentle tone, his eyes devoid of emotions. He slashed and knocked the Blue Sky Divine Blade away, immediately damaging that Quasi-Divine Treasure severely as it whined.
“Old Xing!”
The eyes of the remaining Grand Elder of the Wuji Sect were also red.
“Kill!” he shouted.
The Thousand Star Painting suddenly released the brightest light. The Grand Elder of the Wuji Sect merged with the painting; all of his vitality and True Essence were infused, turning into a beam of dazzling light in the end. Only light was left in the world at that moment, an extremely pure light. The Thousand Star Painting even formed a galaxy that was billions of miles long as it struck at Chen Fan. The world cracked and the sun and the moon collapsed, as if countless planets would have fallen from the sky, making the entire Earth shake.
And yet, Chen Fan propped himself up with the help of the sword in a heartbeat and spat out two words, “Flying Deity.”
Swish!
The broken sword turned into a beam of silver light, flying from his hand like an unimaginably bright spear. It flashed through the world and easily penetrated the Thousand Star Painting, destroying the last Divine Soul of the Wuji Sect’s Grand Elder. It then pierced through countless Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators, going into Qin Ye’s body in the end. It nailed Prince Qin Ye in the sky, as if he were a painting on the wall.
At that moment—
The entire world went silent.
Countless people looked at the young man in a black gown with dumbfounded faces, witnessing his glory as he suppressed thousands of sects alone!
The elder of the Qiyun Sect looked up and mumbled, “Who exactly is he? Why is he so powerful?”
Unfortunately, nobody could answer him…