Chapter 1168 - Half Nascent Soul Power (1/2)

“Clang!”

The three Divine Princes Qin Jian had brought with him were all Overlords from Qin Feng’s generation. They were peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and had the Quasi-Divine Treasure, the Yaoyang Divine Sword given by Qin Jian. The blade aura shone bright and the sword released thousands of light rays. The sword only vibrated slightly and there was immediately sharpness that penetrated the sky and Sword Qi that fell from the air; the terrifying energy made half of Asia shake.

“Swish!”

Yuan Yi also activated the Blue Sky Divine Blade. The Sword Qi swept the sky and the blade aura cracked the atmosphere.

The atmosphere that was dozens of thousands of miles thick covering Earth currently had a hundred-mile crack, just like an egg shell. Countless people looked up and saw the burning sunlight shining through the crack, as if the curtain in the sky would have been torn. Even before those four cultivators entered the atmosphere with their two Quasi-Divine Treasures, their earth-shattering energy had already affected tons of people; they fell and were trembling because of the massive pressure.

Those were Quasi-Divine Treasures!

They could crush half a continent even in the hands of the Divine Princes. Luckily, Earth had tough Dharma Laws and was surrounded by many Deity Arrays. Otherwise, those two Dharma Treasures could have sunk half the planet.

“You’re digging your own grave!”

There was coldness in Chen Fan’s eyes.

Earth was his weakness. The four of them were even going after the North Qiong Sect. Lord Dragon was the most powerful among all the members of the North Qiong Sect, but he was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. It would be impossible for him to resist against the four Divine Princes with Quasi-Divine Treasures.

“Boom!”

Chen Fan’s body flashed and he took a step forward, trying to stop their descent.

But why would the other Grand Elders allow him?

“Kid, where are you going? Our battle hasn’t ended yet.” The skinny old man smiled as he swayed his body and nine phantoms appeared in the sky. Each of them looked realistic; they attacked Chen Fan from all directions. Their attacks were silent and dim, but they in fact carried some terrifying, destructive energy.

Even a small planet a few thousand kilometers long would immediately shatter if it were to be smacked by the skinny old man.

“Right, Chen Beixuan. You’re not going anywhere without my permission.” The Grand Elder of the Wuji Sect also cast a spell and his hands were covered in a silver aura, letting out beams of light like a silver waterfall.

The Wuji Galaxy Painting turned into a river of billions of planets in the sky and blocked Chen Fan’s way, separating him from planet Earth.

“Brother Chen, we haven’t finished yet. How can you leave?”

The old man in linen clothes also chuckled.

A golden hammer slipped out of his sleeve before he moved. Once it appeared, it immediately grew, turning into a thousand-foot giant golden hammer and sped towards Chen Fan. Countless golden runes carved on it were shining brightly. Although it wasn’t a Quasi-Heavenly Treasure, it had been made with top Heavenly Materials and some Divine Materials; its power could compare to that of a Quasi-Divine Treasure.

The King of Falling Stars, Qin Jian, was known to be miserly, and to have many treasures.

Rumor had it that he had once fought with an elder of another sect who had a similar level as he did. That elder was known as a Half God’ and was also a Half Grand Cultivator, but Qin Jian crushed him to death with eighteen treasures. That was why Qin Jian was called the King of Falling Stars, meaning that cultivators below the Soul Formation Level would die if they met him.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Chen Fan crushed the nine phantoms of the skinny old man and stomped his foot to break the entire planet river. He then threw a punch, knocking the golden hammer away and continued fighting with the other four Grand Elders.

“Boom!”

Defeating the Divine Princes was possible with his Deity Infant and Half Nascent Soul Power. Still, he also had to fall back to counter the attacks from the seven Grand Elders.

“Are you really going to stop me?”

Chen Fan looked up with indifference in his eyes.

The seven Grand Elders either sneered, smiled in disdain or looked calm. The old man in linen clothes, smiled and said, “Brother Chen, just let the juniors deal with that themselves. We’re all Half Grand Cultivators who have one foot inside the Soul Formation Level and are ‘Half Gods’ by our own right. There’s a huge difference between us and ordinary cultivators at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul levels. If we interfere with their matters, wouldn’t we be bullying them? This isn’t something we should do.”

Even though Half Grand Cultivator wasn’t a level—

It was generally acknowledged in the universe that the gap between the Nascent Soul and the Soul Formation level was too large. They were too far apart. Many Overlords who had a divine-grade or sacred-grade Golden Core could still fight with Nascent Soul Cultivators, but even the most powerful Nascent Soul cultivators or disciples of the Celestial Sects would be helpless against the attacks from Soul Formation cultivators; their only choice would be to escape fearfully.

That massive difference in power was the reason why Soul Formation cultivators were so rarely seen. A planet region might only have one of them in a hundred thousand years.

So, Overlords who had gone beyond the Nascent Soul level, but had yet to enter the Soul Formation level, were often regarded as being in a particular stage. There were a lot of names for it, including “Half Grand Cultivators,” “Half Gods” or “Associate Gods.” However, there was no doubt that once cultivators entered that level and had a slight control of the Soul Formation Power, Nascent Soul cultivators would no longer be able to compare with them anymore; they would be unbelievably powerful.

“Get out of my way!” Chen Fan shouted and threw a punch.

Boom!

A colorful ray of light appeared in the universe. The incredibly strong power of the Deity Infant surged out, spreading in the sky. The ray was so bright it looked like a light bridge, extending directly from Chen Fan to Earth, stopping in front of the four Divine Princes.

“Not so fast, my friend.”

“Chen Beixuan, how would I let you run away?”

“Come back!”

A few old, calm and evil voices followed him.