Chapter 1163 - Crushed! Crushed! (1/2)

“Clang!”

In the cold of outer space, the killing shook the sky and blood flooded everything. Countless energy waves raged in the area. All the cultivators from other planets widened their eyes, trying to see what was happening, but even the Nascent Soul Overlords like Heavenly Lord Anpo was unable to see clearly. Billions of people on Earth could only watch through the blurry image brought by the satellites and try to guess.

However, everyone was able to see an Overlord enveloped in an aura wielding a golden halberd, hovering among the cultivators in that sea of blood, high above the sky. His black hair fluttered and his eyes were like torches. Anyone was able to see him clearly, even though they were a hundred kilometers away.

“Kill!”

Chen Fan looked cold. Every attack he made killed a thousand Golden Core Cultivators. Those peak-stage Golden Core Divine Soldiers chosen by the Divine Sects were unable to withstand a single of Chen Fan’s attacks, no matter if they were organized in formations.

Even the elders and Divine Generals of those large sects were being killed by Chen Fan.

Only the remaining four Divine Princes could fight him on a more even ground.

“Clang!”

Qin Feng, the Grand Divine Prince of Apollo Palace, drove his chariot to the forefront. He swayed the golden spear in his hand like a dragon, but Chen Fan used his halberd to knock him away; his hair became messy and he was covered in blood.

Yuan Yi even performed the Blue Sky Soaring Slash. A full moon fell from the sky, but Chen Fan easily cracked it apart with an attack.

As for the weakest ones, Qiao Zhen and Qiao Yu, the two of them worked together to form a Landscape True Form Painting with mountains, fairies and snakes flying inside. Countless Deity Spirits came down from the painting and attacked Chen Fan, but he merely raised his halberd in the sky, and its powerful viciousness—which could tear the sky apart—killed all those invisible spirits. If Qiao Zhen and Qiao Yu hadn’t run quickly enough, they would have died in Chen Fan’s hands.

Yuan Yi turned around and said to Qin Feng with a pale face, “We can’t hold back anymore, Brother Qin. We’ll be the next ones to die if we don’t use our trump cards.”

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and nodded. He then took out a golden sword.

“Boom!”

When the Divine Sword appeared, a sacred energy suddenly came out of the sword handle. The terrifying power was spread in an area of a hundred mile radius; countless Golden Core cultivators felt as if their bodies were cracking and their hearts were trembling. The air was even split by the invisible Sword Qi, creating a giant gap that went deep in the universe. The invisible Deity Arrays covering the Earth were seemingly stimulated, and many ripples appeared.

“Hum!”

The Divine Sword made a sound that shook the sky.

Many Golden Core cultivators nearby immediately exploded, turning into blood mist. The other Nascent Soul Divine Generals also fell back in fear. Qin Feng held that sword as his energy surged endlessly; it was as if it had broken through some kind of bottleneck towards an unknown level.

“A Quasi-Divine Treasure?”

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at that sword.

It was a Divine Weapon made by a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator, which carried the energy of that Grand Cultivator. Even a hint of it would have made the sky shatter. A drop of blood of a Grand Cultivator was enough to kill Nascent Soul Cultivators… What about the weapons they made themselves?

“That’s right. This sword is called ‘Yaoyang.’ It’s one of the seven swords of the Apollo Palace Emperor. Chen Beixuan, I didn’t want to use it before, but you truly amazed me. I must use this trump card,” Qin Feng said with the Divine Sword in his hand and thousands of light rays around him.

As they looked through the light, people were able to see his muscles shaking. His blue veins appeared and his face was distorted. He was just hanging on forcefully. Even though the Quasi-Divine Treasure was below a real Divine Treasure, it was the sword of the Apollo Palace Emperor after all. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be subject to a massive pressure in order to stimulate its power. The Divine Prince of Apollo Palace was a top cultivator among the peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, which was why he was able to use it for a short while.

“Boom!”

While the two of them talked, Yuan Yi swept his hands up and a sword as cold as the moon appeared above his head. Once it showed up, a terrifying energy comparable to that of the Yaoyang Divine Sword rose.

Everyone could see—

The sword was shimmering; it was covered with ripples like a clear river, seemingly reflecting the endless time and space.

“Blue Sky Divine Blade,” an elder said.

It was one of the guardian treasures of the Changshen Sect, a terrifying Divine Blade which was said to be able to take away the power a cultivator had gained after fifty thousand years of cultivation. Even though it was just a Quasi-Divine Treasure, its Divine Power was so abstruse it was leagues beyond the level of a Quasi-Divine Treasure.

At the same time—

Qiao Zhen and Qiao Yu also gritted their teeth; a mountain and river painting which was ten thousand miles long was spread underneath their feet. The painting was more than a thousand times more realistic than the Landscape True Form Painting from before. There were mountains, rivers, thousands of miles of forests, cities, buildings and billions of people. A whole world was unfolded.

The Mountain River Universe Map of the Fuyao Sect!”

“Stth, that’s the treasure they use to guard their sect. I can’t believe they brought it here.” Lord Dragon was shocked.

The Mountain River Universe Map wasn’t a weapon for attacking. It could form a world like Chen Fan’s Dinghai Pearl. Even though the world wasn’t a real one, it wasn’t far from it. A Grand Cultivator could easily put it inside his body if he had it; he wouldn’t have to make his own Divine Map, which made things ten thousand times easier.

That was truly a precious treasure. It was worth more than the Yaoyang Divine Sword and the Blue Sky Divine Blade. Even Chen Fan narrowed his eyes ever so slightly.

“There are three Quasi-Divine Treasures in total. Looks like the seven Divine Sects are truly determined,” Master Ling Yun said with his trembling lips.

Boom!

Those three powerful energies of the Soul Formation level ran through the air and fell from the sky, making people a few thousand miles on the ground kneel and tremble. Their power was much much stronger than that of any of the Divine Princes!