Chapter 1174 - Killing Millions of Soldiers! (1/2)

Everyone saw many battleships that were a thousand feet long like small mountains sailing out of the dark fog around the solar system. They constantly emerged from the fog, rushing ahead one after another like dumplings.

“The Wuji Starship of the Wuji Sect, the Apollo Golden Ship of the Apollo Palace, the Demon Sun Fortress of the Demon Sun Sect…” An onlooker counted as he trembled.

Almost all the imperishable sects in the Little South Heavenly Realm were there.

Thirty, fifty, seventy…

In the end, they were so packed that they covered the sky, making it impossible to count them. Those battleships were as dense as a forest and each of them had earth-shattering energy. The mere sum of ten thousand Golden Core Cultivators together was powerful enough to distort the dimension; it was comparable to the power of a peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator. Still, there were more than a hundred battleships like that.

But the most terrifying of all was Qin Ye, the Prince of Apollo Palace who was on a golden chariot pulled by two golden birds at the front of the battleships!

“Tap, tap, tap!”

Qin Ye steered his chariot with a calm and serious look.

He remained silent and calm, but his power made billions of people on Earth hold their breath, as if an intimidating powerhouse had arrived in the solar system.

“How is that possible? Why is Qin Ye here in the Abandoned Planet Region? He’s the Prince of Apollo Palace, the fourth cultivator of the Golden Bird Family who is likely to become a Grand Cultivator. Why would the Emperor let him travel to this planet region? What if he dies here?” Someone’s eyes popped out.

“Hm, Prince Qin is the top General of Apollo Palace, someone invincible under the Soul Formation realm. Since there aren’t any real Grand Cultivators here, who else can hurt him?” a middle-aged cultivator said with a mocking tone, “However, I wonder if Prince Qin brought that powerful Divine Treasure to the Abandoned Planet Region or not. He’ll truly be unstoppable if he did. He would have no need to fear even when facing a Divine Lord.”

Everyone knew what he was talking about.

The guarding treasure of the Apollo Palace.

The Golden Sun Halberd!

It was a peerless Divine Treasure the first Emperor of Apollo Palace made with his own body. It could crush a planet and crack the moon with one attack.

That Divine Treasure had always been controlled by Prince Qin Ye. It could fight with a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator for a short period of time in his hands. Chen Fan would definitely be no match for Qin Ye no matter how powerful he was if he had indeed brought it, unless he could immediately break through and become a Divine Lord.

Another older elder with wrinkles on his face coughed and said, “That’s impossible. The ancient Deities left the curses and prohibition spells here in this planet region. The Laws of Heaven are incomplete and all power above the Soul Formation Level is forbidden. A Divine Treasure is like the extension of a Grand Cultivator’s life, carrying their most pure power; it should be unable to enter the Abandoned Planet Region. Still, Prince Qin may have other cards in hand, like the secret treasures and Divine Talismans their Grand Cultivator gave him. Besides, what planet can’t these hundred battleships level?”

When it came to the Realm of Cultivation, everything would be completely different when the number of low-level cultivators reached a certain level.

Chen Fan might not care about a hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators.

But what about a thousand of them?

A thousand Nascent Soul Cultivators were enough to move the Star Ocean and shake the universe with one attack. Their power was unimaginably terrifying, tantamount to that of a Soul Formation Cultivator. Even powerful cultivators like Chen Fan might be killed under such peerless attacks.

As people looked at the battleships behind Qin Ye, there were at least a few hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators, if not a thousand, and also myriads of Golden Core Cultivators. This time, Chen Fan and the Earth were truly in an unprecedented crisis.

Not only did the onlookers see this situation clearly—

A’Xiu and all the members of the North Qiong Sect on Earth also felt chills down their spines. However, they had been through a lot, and they already had more confidence in Chen Fan; they wouldn’t show their worries that easily anymore.

But Qin Jian didn’t think so.

He burst into laughter and said, “Chen Beixuan, our Prince has already arrived with the army. We have ten Half Grand Cultivators with us, let alone the hundreds of Nascent Soul Cultivators and the battleship fleet. How can you resist?”

Qin Jian only had his left leg left right then; the rest of his limbs had been cut off. The wounds were glittering with Deity Light and the power of the Deity Weapon was burning his body and Divine Soul. Even though the black iron bar was just a standard Deity Weapon, lacking the true power of a real Deity Treasure, it had still injured him severely. He couldn’t even heal his body, and his energy had almost dropped below the Half Grand Cultivator realm.

Qin Ye moved closer with his chariot and glanced at the mostly limbless Qin Jian with a glint of anger in his eyes. He quickly became calm again and said with an extremely majestic voice, “Let him go.”

The ten Grand Elders who came with Qin Ye remained silent.

Eight Quasi-Divine Treasures shone in their hands. The treasures that had flown away before—including the Mountain River Universe Map, the Thousand Star Mirror and the Soul-Destroying Dagger—were currently in the hands of the corresponding sects. Their luster had been restored and their energy could at the moment destroy an area within a ten thousand mile range, like veritable tigers.

The Divine Princes who followed them also said, “Bastard, quickly let go of His Highness.”

“Chen Fan, how dare you offend the large sects, killing our Grand Elders and Divine Princes! We will never let you get away with it. Kneel and beg for mercy right now, His Majesty is here.”

“Cut the crap! Just send out the army and crush him.”

Countless people stared at Chen Fan coldly. Some Divine Princes and elders of the Changshen Sect and the Wuji Sect were itching to simply rush ahead and swallow Chen Fan.

Everyone understood.

The Divine Princes were asking Chen Fan to beg, but that wouldn’t guarantee that his life would be spared. He would only die if he really knelt; even his sect and the whole world might die along with him.

The feud between Chen Fan and the Divine Sects was too deep. Even the water in Heaven wouldn’t be enough to wash it away.

Given this situation, many of the Divine Princes of the large sects and Nascent Soul Cultivators from other planets were sneering since they had been suppressed by Chen Fan before; they looked at him, waiting for his demise.

“Crack!”

Chen Fan saw the new arrivals and didn’t even stop while being in front of the few hundred battleships and Prince Qin Ye. He turned around again and slash once again in front of everyone, cutting off Qin Jian’s remaining leg.

“Argh!”

Qin Jian couldn’t control himself anymore; he let out a scream because of the excruciating pain.

He resentfully glared at Chen Fan as he yelled. The wounds created by the Deity Weapon weren’t healable. Although Qin Jian didn’t know where the broken sword came from, he had seen a lot and he knew his limbs would not regrow again. Even if they could, he would also have to pay too heavy a price.

“Chen Beixuan, I want you dead! I want your entire sect and the whole Earth to die with you. I want…”

As Qin Jian yelled with a baleful look—

Clap!

Chen Fan swayed the sword and slapped Qin Jian’s face, smacking him a few hundred feet away. Half of his face had been smashed and his teeth flew out, covered in blood. His entire body spinned dozens of times before stopping. His face had been deformed and was hardly recognizable.

“Shut up!” Chen Fan said.

“Hm?”