Chapter 827 - Defeating the Elites (2/2)

Seven Spirit Treasures were awoken one after another.

Gu Lingzi formed a golden spear on his hand and a ray of light shot out from it. A Tai Chi Painting appeared under Bai Qiuer’s feet, while Chu Tianyu was holding the True Dragon Hammer and a Purple Qi Dragon howled next to him…

All of these elites hailed from top Grotto-heavens and sects. How would they not have any Spirit Treasures?

They were holding their own Spirit Treasures; each of them produced energy signatures as earth-shattering as those of a Golden Core Cultivator. The seven of them together were even more powerful than the seven Sect Masters in Kunxu. Dozens of Connate Cultivators around them also lined up and moved forward.

Unfortunately, Chen Fan wasn’t the same as he was several years back.

“Hold!”

Chen Fan shot up into the sky and smacked in their direction.

“Boom!”

A giant millstone spinned in the sky, creating a thunderous sound. Everyone then saw an enormous hand appear in the air; even the arrays formed by Perfected Cultivator Juehan exploded.

This enormous hand was azure in color, formed by countless tiny talisman inscriptions. It was surrounded by an azure aura, and it seemed as if it were going to crush everything.

Yi Wood Grand Qin Na Hand.

Chen Fan used this Dharma Spell with his Golden Core power, pus.h.i.+ng the energy to the highest level.

“Clank!”

Lin Wuhua was originally confident, and was about to fight Chen Fan with her Tianming Sword, but she almost dropped her weapon after seeing this hand. Gu Lingzi and Manggu were also frightened.

Such a terrifying Dharma Spell wasn’t something Connate Cultivators could resist.

A Connate Cultivator looked up and said, “Oh Lord! Is this guy a true Core Formation Cultivator? Or is he a Golden Core Ancestral Patriarch who came to fool us?”

“Let’s fight!” Manggu yelled.

It seemed they couldn’t run away at this point, and their dignity didn’t allow them to ask for mercy, either.

A s.h.i.+eld ten feet large appeared in his hand. It was extremely thick and there were many signs on it which were letting out a yellow light. The Thick Soil s.h.i.+eld was one of the Defensive Spirit Treasures of the Tianmang Hall. It was said to be able to resist an attack from a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator, but at this moment, Manggu wasn’t quite confident about it.

“Boom!”

Chen Fan finally attacked.

It seemed that the world had reversed and that mountains had collapsed.

No one could describe this attack with words. Beams of azure light fell from the sky, filling the world as if the universe had collapsed. There were sounds like claps of thunder in the sky, which were being caused by Essence Qi explosions.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

Many Connate Overlords took out their Dharma Treasures and used their cultivation arts to clash against the giant hand, but none of them succeeded. A flying sword couldn’t even leave a mark on it.

Only Lin Wuhua made the giant hand shake slightly with her Tianming Sword and her black waves.

“Argh!”

In the end, everyone shouted as they exerted themselves. Seven Spirit Treasures were awakened at the same time, hitting the azure hand with a terrifying energy. Some elites even used the power of their Essence Core.

But to no avail.

Chen Fan’s True Essence was extremely powerful. Even a Golden Core Cultivator would easily be defeated, not to mention cultivators like them. The giant hand then smacked down on the ground.

“Bang!”

The Grotto-heaven shook.

The restriction spells on the palace gave in and the entire building almost collapsed. A mark of the hand was left on the ground, which was a thousand feet large and several meters deep.

The azure light dissipated.

A group of people lay on the ground.

Normal Connate Cultivators like Zhang Dongxu had been smashed when the hand smacked down. Dozens of Connate Overlords died instantly. The elites were more powerful, and they had the Golden Core talismans and secret treasures given by their elders, so they had barely survived. Still, all of them were severely injured.

“Ahem.”

Lin Wuhua’s black gown was torn, showing her fair skin. She knelt on one knee and looked at Chen Fan in shock as she spurted out blood.

Chen Fan had killed dozens of Connate Cultivators and defeated the six powerful elites!

This was something Lin Wuhua had never considered.

She thought this trip was a chance for the elites to battle and determine the most powerful one among the younger generation, but Chen Fan showed up and defeated all of them.

“It’s impossible… He’s only a Core Formation Cultivator. Why is he so powerful?”

Gu Lingzi had lost his soul.

One of his wings broke and there were wounds all over his body. His silver armor had also shattered. Manggu, Chu Tianyu and Bai Qiuer were also completely stunned.

“Poof.”

Then…

A giant python quickly emerged from the ground and Zhao Qingchen appeared. He was covered in white scales and his energy was a few times more powerful than before.

He yelled, “Chinese kid, this is my real Divine Power…”

Before Zhao Qingchen finished talking, he took in the sight of the surviving elites and suddenly paused. Chen Fan smiled and looked at him.

“What did you just say?”