Chapter 1010 - Crushed with One Foot (1/2)

Seeing the golden foot that could truly level Mount Emperor, countless people were frightened and even the Heavenly Lords frowned.

“Chen Beixuan actually attacked?” everyone thought.

Chen Fan was supposedly there only to say something ruthless and to test them. He and the cultivators of Mount Emperor were all people that could shake Planet Tianhuang by stomping their feet. Since Mount Emperor had already sent out such a fierce line-up, Chen Fan could just run away. They apparently couldn’t catch him easily, either.

Nobody had expected Chen Fan to attack.

A tall Divine General in golden armor, who was surrounded by electric bolts and had the word “nine” on his armor, opened his eyes and shouted, “How dare you!”

He turned into a ray of golden light and flashed into the sky with a golden spear in his hand, letting out an electric bolt that could break a thousand mountains. That attack was as powerful as that of a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Many Heavenly Lords were startled.

“It’s the ninth Divine General of Mount Emperor, Zheshan,” someone said.

The higher the ranking of the Divine General, the more powerful he was. Although Zheshan was only the ninth, he was a bit stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators, showing how powerful Mount Emperor was.

“Poof!”

Chen Fan didn’t stop. He stomped his foot like a mountain thrown into the ocean. How terrifying was the Immortal Golden Body? It was incomparable, not something Zheshan could beat.

“Crack!”

His foot had just touched Zheshan.

Zheshan spurted out blood and his three-foot golden spear was bent. His body was pushed down by an unstoppable energy. Even if he used all his Nascent Soul Dharma Power and the fire-like electric bolts around him, he couldn’t move Chen Fan’s foot a bit.

Chen Fan still continued to push his foot down slowly.

“Brother, let me help you!” yelled another Divine General in golden armor, who was enveloped in black mist and had the word “eight” on his armor, as he sped to the sky with a giant hammer. He turned into a golden light ray, blocking underneath Chen Fan’s foot.

The eighth Divine General, Longyuan!

Dong!

How could the two Divine Generals possibly stop Chen Fan?

Even if Chen Fan didn’t use any Dharma Power, he had nine Divine Powers in his body, which was like nine real Nascent Soul Bodies altogether.

Longyuan also spurted out blood and was pressed down.

“He’s too powerful.”

Many people frowned.

The two Nascent Soul Divine Generals were unable to resist Chen Fan’s attack? More importantly, Chen Fan didn’t even slow down, as if the Divine Generals didn’t exist.

“I’ll also help!”

Another beam of golden light rose from the top of Mount Emperor.

“And me.”

“Count me in!”

“Me too…”

Many rays of light were shot to the sky one after another.

One, two, three… In the end, seven Divine Generals rose to the sky together. All nine Divine Generals—other than Divine General Yinlong who had died in the prison and Divine General Baihe—had already shown up!

“Boom!”

How terrifying was it when seven Divine Generals attacked together?

The golden light around them was earth-shattering, and each of them represented a law. They were surrounded by different laws, including wind, fire, water, earth, electricity, darkness… In the end, seven light rays merged into one and formed a thick, towering beam of light. The seven Divine Generals had always worked well together and their Dharma Powers were far more powerful than that of seven normal Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Then.

The beam of light was thick and was a thousand feet long. It blocked the space under Chen Fan’s foot, preventing him from stepping down.

“Crack, crack!”

What was more shocking was that the beam of light lifted Chen Fan’s foot and pushed him away from Mount Emperor!

“Hm, interesting.”

Chen Fan was surprised.

He turned into a hundred feet tall and his voice was as loud as claps of thunder. When he spoke, waves were created on the lake and the world shook.

Chen Fan had never thought the seven Nascent Soul Cultivators could block his attack. Even though he was only using the power of his body, without applying any Dharma Powers, this was something that rarely happened. He then figured out that the nine Divine Generals of Mount Emperor were actually warriors that ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators couldn’t compare.

“Haha, Chen Beixuan, you’re not so powerful after all!” the fourth Divine General shouted.

“That’s right, Chen Beixuan. You can’t even beat us. How can you fight against Mount Emperor? Baihe hasn’t attacked yet. When he does, he’ll kill you with a slash!” another Divine General said.

“Chen Beixuan, surrender, kneel and beg for mercy!” said the second Divine General, Tianquan.

A lot of Heavenly Lords and cultivators looked over anxiously.

Seven Divine Generals of Mount Emperor blocked Chen Fan’s earth-shattering attack? Their elders and the real masters hadn’t even done anything yet.

“Is this what Chen Beixuan amounts to? So, why did he say that he was going to level Mount Emperor?”

Some cultivators frowned.