Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator-Chapter 1181 - The Power of a Soul Formation Cultivator
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A few of the escaping rogue cultivators from the Star Ocean looked up and saw that destructive attack. They were immediately terrified as they said with chattering teeth, “We’re doomed. We’re truly doomed.”
Nobody saw it coming.
A Grand Cultivator showed up after thousands of sects were exterminated, and when the Earth was about to rise to the top.
Apart from the legendary Soul Formation practitioners, who else could make such a destructive attack, one that could crush a planet and kill Half Grand Cultivators? After all, Chen Fan had killed ten Half Grand Cultivators only by relying on the power of his Dharma Treasure and Divine Powers. He had exerted himself, unlike the casual attack purely done with Dharma Power released by the black-robed young man.
“How is that possible? Isn’t the Abandoned Planet Region suppressed by the Deity Arrays formed by the ancient Deities? Aren’t the Dharma Laws and the Laws of Heaven incomplete? Why is there a Grand Cultivator here? Did the rules of the Abandoned Planet Region disappear just now?”
The skinny hands of the Qiyun Sect’s elder were shaking. He was on the side, deciding not to attack the young man in black, which was why he survived. However, as he faced the black-robed young man—who single handedly killed hundreds of thousands of individual cultivators from the Star Ocean, including Half Grand Cultivators—the elder of the Qiyun Sect was also terrified from the bottom of his heart.
“No, didn’t you hear Divine Lord Chen? Is this truly Divine Lord Tatian?” someone wondered.
“Bulls**t! Mount Emperor’s Divine Lord Tatian died a hundred thousand years ago. Not even a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator can live that long. Is this a scam?” The elder of the Purple Dove Sect widened his eyes.
“Perhaps Divine Prince Mingyang has become a Soul Formation Cultivator?” another person said.
“It can’t be. There would be traces of Dao Patterns in the entire planet region whenever a cultivator becomes a Soul Formation cultivator. The Laws of Heaven would rumble and Dharma Laws would shake. There’s no way to mask it. Although cultivators can only become Pseudo-Soul Formations in the Abandoned Planet Region, they still can’t get away from this,” someone quickly refuted.
There hadn’t emerged many Soul Formation cultivators in the Abandoned Planet Region in the past million years. The books of the Star Ocean’s sects had documented them in detail and were known everywhere; any new entry would have been noticed.
People on Earth believed Chen Fan instead. Wu Wendin stuttered, “Is it really Divine Lord Tatian?”
“Divine Lord Chen has already said it. How could he be wrong?” The Sect Master of the Changshen Sect, Li Yuan, smiled wryly. “We just don’t know how Divine Lord Tatian came back to life. He even looks like Divine Prince Mingyang; there must be something behind this.”
Ancestral Patriarch Jinghai from Planet Tianhuang and the Lord of the Wangqin Heavenly Region said with a pale face, “Were doomed. We’re totally over. Divine Lord Tatian is back… He’ll definitely take revenge for Mount Emperor. Everyone on Divine Lord Chen’s side is going down.”
Qingshi, the Grand Elder of the Chinese and Shenxi also became anxious.
Only the three Ancestral Patriarchs were surprised and thrilled, but they quickly hid their smiles. They looked at one another and saw the joy in each other’s eyes. The Luowu Sect had finally played it right this time, going both sides.
Some younger disciples of the North Qiong Sect looked up and asked, “Grand Elder, who’s Divine Lord Tatian?”
Divine Lord Tatian had died a hundred thousand years before after all. Other than the cultivators from other planets and the senior members, the cultivators of the new generation on Earth didn’t really know about him. A lot of people watching the live-broadcast in front of their televisions and computers also had the same question.
“Divine Lord Tatian was the master and founder of Mount Emperor, the sixth Soul Formation Grand Cultivator in the entire planet region. Even though he was just a Pseudo-Soul Formation Cultivator, his power was comparable to that of a real Grand Cultivator and is invincible in our planet region. But there were rumors saying he had died a hundred thousand years ago. I have no idea how he was able to show up today,” Heavenly Lord Anpo explained.
He didn’t have any expressions on his face, but there were raging waves in his mind.
A Pseudo-Soul Formation Cultivator was also a Soul Formation Cultivator!
Although Divine Lord Tatian would drop back to the Half Grand Cultivator level after leaving the Abandoned Planet Region, he would have still been an invincible Overlord and a real Grand Cultivator in the planet region. Even if the Divine Lords of the large sects in the Star Ocean could easily enter that planet region, they might not be a match for Divine Lord Tatian. That was why the Divine Sects were so careful when Divine Lord Tatian was alive back then.
“Is that really a Grand Cultivator?”
At this moment…
Everyone on Earth was stunned.
They had already realized how powerful Soul Formation Grand Cultivators were by this time, after witnessing so many battles. Even a Half Grand Cultivator had dared to call himself the most powerful cultivator, threatening to stomp on the Earth. Nobody could have stopped the King of Falling Stars without Chen Fan’s help. But then, a real Grand Cultivator had just arrived. Could Chen Fan really fight back?
Even those members of the North Qiong Sect felt their hearts were in their mouths.
The Grand Elder of the Chinese and Azure Dragon were so anxious that they started stomping their feet. A’Xiu and the girls were still next to Chen Fan. That was a critical moment and the battling was about to start. Their Golden Core level would surely hold Chen Fan back.
“Master…” The girls looked over.
“Return to Earth now. I’ll handle this,” Chen Fan said seriously.
“No, I’m not leaving. I wanna fight with you.” A’Xiu gritted her teeth as she stepped forward; her small, cute body stood in front of Chen Fan.
Qi Xiu’er, Jiang Churan and Lu Yanxue also stood next to Chen Fan.
They weren’t immature. In fact, it was because they were so mature that they knew how bad the current situation was. Chen Fan had used most of his trump cards in the battles before. He was powerful and able to defeat Half Grand Cultivators, but he hadn’t displayed any power beyond the Half Grand Cultivator level. The young man in black robe was different.
Whether he was Divine Prince Mingyang or Divine Lord Tatian who came back to life—
He was a real Grand Cultivator and had terrifying, incomparable power that could defeat everyone under the Grand Cultivator realm.
Grand Cultivators were like dragons; there was a very high chance that Chen Fan would die in that battle!
“Haha… Chen Beixuan, I never thought you’d end up where you are today. Even if you’re the Child of Fortune and a peerless elite, even if you defeated me, my fifth brother and the coalition army of thousands of sects, you’re still going to be crushed to pieces underneath other people’s feet. You can’t even protect your disciples, your family and people!”
Qin Jian burst into laughter.
Both his arms and one of his legs had been cut off by Chen Fan. The power of the broken sword had been infused deeply in his organs, destroying his Divine Body and Qi Sea. His Dharma Power had dissipated and even his Nascent Soul had almost been shattered. He couldn’t move on his own and his only outlook was to wait for death to come. But then, Qin Jian was laughing in disdain and his eyes were full of excitement.
“Chen Fan, this is the real Divine Lord Tatian. He’s as powerful as my father in this planet region. Didn’t you call yourself the ‘Divine Lord?’ Let’s see how much difference there is between a Pseudo-Divine Lord and a real Divine Lord,” Qin Jian said with a mocking tone.
“Shut up!”
Chen Fan slapped and knocked him a few thousand feet away. He reversed his sword, then stepped forward and stood in front of his disciples as he quickly sent out his Immortal Will. “Leave now. I may not lose this battle, but I can certainly not draw out my full potential while you’re here, and my mind will be split to protect you. Go back to Earth as fast as you can. He won’t be able to enter the planet with the protection of the Deity Arrays, no matter how strong he is.”
Although Earth seemed like a normal planet on the outside, it was the place where an ancient Fiend God had been trapped and all the powers above the Soul Formation level were forbidden.
That young man in a black robe would die if he dared to enter the Earth; he wouldn’t survive the attacks of the Deity Arrays, not even for half a second.
“Master, let’s go back together. We don’t need to fight him if he can’t get in here, then; we can just hide on Earth…” Qi Xiu’er said with her Immortal Will.
“Go!”
Chen Fan only shook his head.
The black robed young man watched A’Xiu and the girls return to Earth only because they were just ants of the Golden Core Level in his eyes and they weren’t worth mentioning at all. Chen Fan had caught most of the attention of the mysterious young man.
The young man would certainly not allow him to run back to Earth as well. Chen Fan wasn’t confident that he would be able to withstand the attacks from a Soul Formation Cultivator to travel thousands of miles home.
“Besides, even if I go back, then what? He can’t enter since he is a Soul Formation Cultivator, but he can completely inhibit his Dharma Power and push his energy to register below the Soul Formation level. Also, Planet Tianhuang, Heavenly Jupiter and Planet Zheyuan weren’t under the protection of the Deity Arrays. Xiao Mang and the others are still on Planet Tianhuang. What if he returns to look for Xiao Mang and the Chinese after I escape?” Chen Fan thought as he raised his sword in front of his eyebrows and his eyes were full of viciousness.
He was the one who destroyed Mount Emperor. How could he allow Xiao Mang and the Chinese on Planet Tianhuang to suffer from the consequences? Chen Beixuan had run wild his entire life. When had he ever stepped back?
Once A’Xiu and the others left unwillingly and returned to Earth, Chen Fan looked up and yelled, “Tatian!”
The young man in a black robe remained silent. He stood like a mountain with an indifferent look.
“You used your son’s body to come back to live, attaching your Primordial Essence on him and seizing the body forcefully. I guess you’ve been thinking about this day since you sealed your youngest, Mingyan,” Chen Fan said coldly.
“Hm?”
This time—
The black-robed young man had finally opened his eyes. His Dharma Form was extremely tall, standing next to the moon. His eyes were as large as mountains and he looked at Chen Fan indifferently.
Divine Prince Mingyang, no, Divine Lord Tatian said, “You’re not powerful enough, but your insights are quite good.”
His voice shook the sky, just by mentioning a single sentence. The bodies of many surviving Golden Core cultivators cracked, and even Nascent Soul cultivators turned pale. Their blood boiled, their feet and hands became numb and they couldn’t do a thing about it. All the cultivators who witnessed the power of a Soul Formation Cultivator were astonished.
He could kill Nascent Soul Cultivators by merely speaking.
So, how terrifying would that Soul Formation cultivator be when he truly attacked with his full power?
Many cultivators who had faith in Chen Fan felt completely hopeless at the moment.
“Chen Beixuan, you’re quite talented. It is unfortunate that you decided to destroy Mount Emperor and exterminate my sect. If not, you could have become one of ours as the second heir of Mount Emperor. We could have worked together to rule the entire planet region and to get the Grand Opportunity.” Divine Lord Tatian shook his head as he looked at Chen Fan with a hint of playfulness, like a cat playing with a mouse.
“I’ll let you ask me three questions before you die.”
Unexpectedly, Chen Fan wasn’t angered. He pondered for a while and said slowly, “Did you kill Divine Lord Jiang a hundred thousand years ago?”
“That’s right!”
Divine Lord Tatian nodded.
