Outside the Yuntian Palace.
Meanwhile, a few hundred Golden Core Cultivators were fighting. Even though there were many Deities from Kunxu, they weren’t as powerful as the cultivators in black. They had to retreat back to the Yuntian Palace to escape the attacks from the disciples of the Taichu Divine Realm; they were relying on the arrays and the Yuntian Palace’s power to fight back.
“Damn it, Chen Beixuan! This is payback for what he did.” Many people had similar thoughts.
If it wasn’t for the Yuntian Palace that was still standing, most Deities of Kunxu might have already surrendered. After all, they had yielded to Chen Fan back then and they could do the same to appease the people from the Taichu Divine Realm.
But when that familiar voice came.
Those Deities were immediately startled.
“Perfected Cultivator Chen?”
The cultivators in black outfits and the Heavenly General Yuan also turned around in shock. “Chen Beixuan?”
Boom!
Azure lightning struck in the sky and a man in a black outfit appeared. He had black hair and black eyes, and was enveloped in a layer of golden aura. His eyes were full of disdain and viciousness, which gave people a chill.
“Is it really him?”
The men in black were stunned.
Although the people in Kunxu didn’t know that Chen Fan had killed four Nascent Soul Cultivators on Mount Yan, those disciples of the Taichu Divine Realm did. Otherwise Heavenly General Yuan wouldn’t have secretly snuck into Kunxu, instead of going to Chu Zhou City or Mount Yan.
“Master!”
“Honey!”
“Brother Fan!”
Lu Yanxue, Qi Xiu’er and Chen Guoguo yelled at the same time.
The Deities of Kunxu even shouted with all of their energy. Chen Fan was like God in their eyes and he had arrived to save the world.
“Chen Beixuan, why are you here?”
Heavenly General Yuan felt a bit of guilt.
“Did you say that you were going to kill both my wife and disciple, and later torture their souls for ten thousand years?” Chen Fan said coldly with fire burning in his eyes.
Although Lu Yanxue didn’t have an official relation with him, she was his wife and she had helped him rule the Realm of Kunxu. Qi Xiu’er was also Chen Fan’s disciple, but Heavenly General Yuan was stepping on her right then. Kunxu had even been flooded with blood. At that moment, Chen Fan was counting the seconds to go to the Star Ocean and exterminate the Taichu Divine Realm.
“Yeah, so what? Chen Beixuan, you killed my brother, Yuan Xiao. Jiang Churan would also have been killed, if it wasn’t for ‘Divine General Qing Yuan’ who had to take Jiang Churan to the Divine Prince. So, why can’t I kill your disciple?” Heavenly General Yuan snickered and glanced at Chen Fan.
“Chen Beixuan, I know you have six demons with you. Each of them is at the mid-stage or even peak-stage Nascent Soul Level and they have an extremely strong body. However, let’s not talk about our servants. How about we have a fight with only our strengths? Otherwise, I can kill your disciple right now!”
“No, Master!” Qi Xiu’er shouted.
But Heavenly General Yuan pressed his foot down and almost crushed Qi Xiu’er to pieces. She spurted out blood and couldn’t say another word.
“All right!” Chen Fan said with a glint of viciousness in his eyes.
He released his dark world and pushed the six demons a few hundred miles away. Heavenly General Yuan then nodded and took out a golden rope, tying Qi Xiu’er up and throwing her to his subordinates.
“Haha, let us fight with our Dharma Power now. Don’t worry, I won’t hold back. I’ll let you experience the pain my brother suffered when he died.”
Heavenly General Yuan burst into laughter.
A vast world appeared behind him. There were sounds of True Dragons and Heavenly Phoenixes, and there were Divine Beasts and Deities flying in the sky. Mountains and buildings were everywhere, as if it were a real world.
A powerful burst of energy then fell on a hundred mile radius, making countless cultivators in the Realm of Kunxu feel terrified. Many residents of the Heavenly Capital even knelt down.
“Taichu Divine Art!”
When the disciples of the Taichu Divine Realm became members of the sect, they planted a “World Seed.” Once they entered the Nascent Soul Level, a small world would develop in their dantian. Even though the small world wasn’t real, it carried a terrifying energy. How powerful would a cultivator be when he had the power of a world in his body?
“Oh God! He’s a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord!”
Countless Deities of Kunxu were astonished.
Although Heavenly General Yuan had displayed a powerful energy, everyone had assumed he was just a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator or a Half Heavenly Lord.
But then—
When Heavenly General Yuan released the power of his Nascent Soul, the Deities of Kunxu realized the truth: he was already a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord!
“Azure lightning strikes and he’s surrounded by Dharma Laws. This is the power of a Heavenly Lord!” an old cultivator on Kunxu said.
A Heavenly Lord!
That was a superior being even in the ancient times. A Heavenly Lord could control Dharma Laws and change the world with a single command. Such a super being had made an appearance in Kunxu, leaving everyone devastated.
“A Perfected Cultivator?”
Lu Yanxue looked at Chen Fan with worry.
“Brother Chen…”
Chen Guoguo and the other junior members of the Chen family were pale and speechless.
“Our Heavenly General will certainly win!”
Many cultivators in black outfits cracked smiles.
They had watched the battle on Mount Yan, outside the Yan Jin province. Even though Chen Fan was powerful, most of his power came from the six demons. His own Dharma Power might only be comparable to an early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.
As for Heavenly General Yuan Feng, he was a famous General in the Taichu Divine Realm. He might not be as strong as the top “Divine Generals,” but he wasn’t a normal Nascent Soul Cultivator like the Taichu Temple Master.
“Haha!” Chen Fan chuckled and lowered his head. “I think so, too.”
Then.
He attacked Yuan Feng with his hand, which looked even fairer than a girl’s hands.
“You’re digging your own grave!”
Yuan Feng snickered.
He performed the “Taichu Divine Art” and the world behind him covered Chen Fan like a giant painting with a certain suction force. If Chen Fan were sucked into that world, he would be unable to escape. Even Nascent Soul Cultivators might die in there.
“Crack!”
Out of Yuan Feng’s expectation, Chen Fan’s hand went into the “Taichu World” and tore it apart.
“Impossible!”
Yuan Feng widened his eyes and the other disciples of the Taichu Divine Realm were also stunned.
Although that world wasn’t real, it was extremely powerful; not even ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators would be able to escape. However, Chen Fan tore it to pieces like a piece of paper. Is he really human? Many people wondered if there was a demon inside Chen Fan’s body.
“Taichu Weapon Making Art!” Yuan Feng yelled.
The vast world behind him rolled into his hand and turned into a sword with purple and black stripes. It was enveloped in layers of small thunderbolts and glitters. Yuan Feng attacked, slashing with the energy of a word. That attack was almost powerful enough to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
And yet, Chen Fan only flicked his fingers and the purple and black sword in Yuan Feng’s hand broke. Yuan Feng was even knocked away and his body was almost shattered.
“This is impossible. I made this Divine Weapon with the power of the world. How could a Golden Core Cultivator break it?” Yuan Feng shook his head. His purple hair became messy and his eyes were full of shock.
The Taichu Weapon Making Art was a more advanced cultivation art than the “Taichu Divine Art.”
It could be used to make a Divine Weapon with a world as the core.
This Divine Weapon was comparable to a Heavenly Treasure and was extremely tough. Not even Nascent Soul Cultivators would be able to break it, but Chen Fan did by merely flicking his fingers. That was terrifying. How powerful was Chen Fan’s body? It was so strong that it could fight against a top Heavenly Treasure.
“Again!” Yuan Feng yelled.
The shattered world behind him let out beams of light and was about to form another Divine Weapon, but Chen Fan’s eyes glittered.
“Boom!”
A beam of golden light flashed across the sky. Yuan Feng and the Taichu World behind him were split in half by a golden halberd engraved with dragon patterns.
There was blood everywhere.
“Argh!”
Yuan Feng screamed as his Nascent Soul rushed towards Qi Xiu’er. He knew that Qi Xiu’er was his only ticket to survival. If he lost her, the six demons would easily crush him, let alone Chen Fan.
“You want to run?”
Chen Fan immediately stepped on Yuan Feng’s Nascent Soul.
“Poof!”
A demon—covered in black scales, with horns and a giant tail, enveloped in layers of Fiend Qi—suddenly appeared behind Qi Xiu’er, tearing the cultivators guarding her to pieces.
Ancient Demon “Fei Lian” was known for flying invisibly in the sky. Ordinary people would never be able to find traces of it.
“No!” Yuan Feng shouted.
But it was too late. Chen Fan had stomped his foot and smashed his Nascent Soul. The six demons also showed up and rushed into the crowd, killing hundreds of cultivators in black outfits.