Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator Chapter 824
Advertisement
Chapter 824 Killed in a Second“Who’s that?”
Everyone was shocked.
That man was too powerful. Even before he arrived, his energy had filled the mountains and his thunderous voice resounded through a ten mile radius. Many weak cultivators turned pale and started to tremble.
“It’s Xuan Qingzi, the most powerful heir of the Qingyang Sect throughout the century!”
Some Connate Ancestral Patriarchs looked at the west with stern faces.
The Qingyang Sect recruited new disciples every two decades, a thousand each time. Xuan Qingzi had been recognized as the top disciple even throughout the past century, which made a total of five generations. He was talented and his power was earth-shattering.
According to the information given by Mu Hongti, Xuan Qingzi had become a Connate Cultivator at thirty seven and his “Qingyang Gold Body” had reached the phenomenal success level. He had rarely lost in the battles against heirs of the other sects and normal Connate Cultivators were no match for him, which made him second only to the elites and representatives of the Grotto-heavens. This peerless cultivator had finally arrived.
Mu Hongti’s face looked pale. She was devastated.
It was too late to think about leaving.
“Boom!”
The azure light ray swept across the sky like a supersonic fighter aircraft and landed on the nearby area. Three people then appeared.
Two men and a woman.
The leader was wearing an azure robe and his eyes seemed to be made of metal. His energy was astonishing and a Connate Azure Qi rose from his back, as if it were going to shoot to the sky to become the sun. He was Xuan Qingzi! The other two were a cold woman that looked like a goddess and a handsome man with purple eyes.
“Fairy Yuelong from the Fantasy Sect and Fang Jianyu from the Ziluo Sect?”
Mu Hongti seemed to have lost her soul after seeing the two of them.
They were the most outstanding disciples of their sects and were as powerful as Xuan Qingzi. They were actually his best friends. If Xuan Qingzi was alone, Chen Fan might have had the chance to fight back; however, he couldn’t even run away if he worked together with those two cultivators.
Zhang Lingfeng and the others also knew that; they stared at Chen Fan with disdain.
Once the heirs of the three sects showed up, many Connate Ancestral Patriarchs greeted them politely, but Xuan Qingzi simply ignored them. He gave a once over at everyone present.
“Where’s Chen Beixuan, the guy who killed my brother?”
Advertisement
Many people immediately looked at Chen Fan.
They saw Chen Fan kill Hu Kunhao with their own eyes at the City Lord Mansion.
“You killed Hu Kunhao?”
Xuan Qingzi shot out beams of azure light from his eyes. Many cultivators in a hundred feet radius were overwhelmed, quickly falling back.
“That’s right.”
Chen Fan nodded with a calm look, not seeming to mind at all.
Fang Jianyu laughed and said, “You have guts, kid, to still be unwilling to submit to Xuan Qingzi. You would become popular if people out there knew about this.”
The Ziluo Sect practiced the Ziluo Eye Art, so his eyes were full of Purple Qi.
“Offending the Qingyang Sect is tantamount to offending the rest of the Exalted Sects. Senior, should I kill him for you?” Fairy Yuelong said as if Chen Fan were an ant in her eyes.
The two of them were both mid-stage Connate Cultivators, so there were three in total together with Xuan Qingzi.
“Senior, this is a misunderstanding. Exalted Immortal Chen had an argument with Senior Hu, but he didn’t kill him deliberately…” Mu Hongti explained while the others remained silent.
“Cut the crap! Whoever offends the Qinyang Sect must die!”
Xuan Qingzi grunted.
His hand smacked down and his powerful Connate Azure Qi turned into a dragon claw more than ten feet large. The Four Righteousness Qi created many scratch marks on the mountains and rocks like sharp knives.
The Connate Azure Qi the Qingyang Sect cultivated was an extremely condensed Four Righteousness Qi. Its quality was as good as the Essence Core, so although Xuan Qingzi was only a mid-stage Connate Cultivator, his attacks had the power of the Core Formation Level.
“Oh no!”
Mu Hongti turned pale.
Xuan Qingzi was obviously not holding back. He used his Connate Azure Qi, seemingly determined to kill Chen Fan. Even normal Connate Ancestral Patriarchs would have been killed by this attack, not to mention a young cultivator like Chen Fan.
Many heirs of the other sects were startled when they saw this vicious move.
“Xuan Qingzi is indeed powerful. His Connate Azure Qi is perfect. Even their Elders might not be this strong,” someone mentioned.
“I don’t know how that young man angered Xuan Qingzi, but he’s definitely going to die.”
Another person heaved a sigh.
While Zhang Lingfeng was smiling…
“Boom.”
The giant claw turned into a breeze when it was ten feet away from Chen Fan. Chen Fan’s black clothes fluttered; he wasn’t hurt at all.
Advertisement
“What’s going on?”
Everyone present was stunned.
Even Fairy Yuelong and Fang Jianyu were surprised. The Connate Azure Qi could penetrate gold and steel. Why did it dissipate? Only a few experienced Connate Cultivators seemed to have remembered something.
Xuan Qingzi frowned and quickly recovered.
“That’s nothing special. Watch me!”
He snorted and pointed again.
“Go!”
Clang.
The air vibrated and the sound of swords were heard.
A Connate Azure Qi came out from his arm and formed a ray of azure light. The azure light was as fast as a flying sword and it shot through the air towards Chen Fan, creating some crackling sounds.
Qinyang Four Righteousness Sword Qi.
Rumor had it that there was a Qingyang Sect Elder who could split a mountain with a finger. This was the reason why the Qingyang Sect could dominate the Beihan Region. Their Sword Qi was unstoppable; their fingers could destroy all Spirit Artifacts.
Xuan Qingzi was apparently enraged.
While Fairy Yuelong and the others nodded and were expecting Chen Fan to die…
“Not even Golden Core Cultivators would dare to attack me with Sword Qi.”
Chen Fan chuckled and stretched out his hand.
He didn’t use any of his powers; the azure light gently landed on Chen Fan’s palm.
After Chen Fan achieved the Essence Core’s phenomenal success, he could turn the surrounding ten feet into his territory. The world was already under his control, let alone the Four Righteousness Sword Qi. Even a Golden Core Cultivator had to use Dharma Treasures and Divine Powers to fight with him.
“How is that possible?”
This time, everyone was completely astonished!
Fairy Yuelong and Fang Jianyu froze. Such a Divine Power was similar to those of their top Elders and Ancestral Patriarchs, which were Core Formation Cultivators!
Mu Hongti and the others were completely unable to believe this; their eyes popped out as they witnessed this.
“Grand Qinyang Art!” Xuan Qingzi shouted.
He couldn’t believe that Chen Fan had already reached the Core Formation Level at such a young age.
Azure Qi surged out from Xuan Qingzi’s body and a giant azure sun rose to the sky. Xuan Qingzi turned into a gemstone and his entire body became azure in color. A powerful True Essence surrounded him and no one within three hundred feet could stand because of his energy.
Xuan Qingzi was using his full strength.
“Shut up!”
Chen Fan moved before Xuan Qingzi prepared his next attack.
The azure light on his hand flew in the air and became a blade aura. Looking closely, it was a jade dagger surrounded by vicious Sword Qi, flashing into the sky.
“Slash!”
Chen Fan flicked his fingers.
An azure dagger shot towards Xuan Qingzi.
This attack was indescribable. It was silent at first, but claps of thunder were heard once it left Chen Fan’s hand. It pierced through the air and shook the entire mountain range.
The Sword Qi created a thunderous sound!
Countless people were frightened by the attack.
Fang Jianyu even yelled, “Brother, run!”
But it was too late.
Chen Fan’s attack was too terrifying!
Everyone knew that no one could resist this; it was strong enough to destroy a mountain! In fact, Xuan Qingzi was indeed unable to withstand such an attack.
When he reacted, the azure sun above his head had already been split in half. If he didn’t escape in time, he would have died.
“Damn it! He’s a real Core Formation Cultivator!”
Xuan Qingzi was furious.
There were very few Core Formation Cultivators in the Beihan Region and only a few of them were from the younger generation. So, how would he expect Chen Fan to be one of them?
“Fortunately, I managed to survive his attack. I better ask Master for help.”
He was about to leave, but he suddenly noticed how people were staring at him with a startled look.
“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?”
Xuan Qingzi felt something was wrong.
He lowered his head and saw a cut expanding from his neck to his chest. The azure robe had been torn apart. That Spirit Artifact had lost all the Spirit Qi, having been completely crushed. As for his “Qingyang Gold Body,” it had also been cut open like a piece of tofu.
“It… It hit me.”
While Xuan Qingzi was about to continue speaking…
The Sword Qi inside his body exploded. Those present watched as the top Overlord of the Qingyang Sect had been neatly split in half in the middle; all his bones and flesh were shattered.
Xuan Qingzi had died!
All the cultivators near the gate were speechless. The heirs of the other sects, including Fairy Yuelong, were unable to even say a word.
Zhang Lingfeng’s eyes popped out.
The invincible Xuan Qingzi died just like that? He was killed by a Chinese Connate Cultivator? This was totally beyond everyone’s expectation. Even Mu Hongti was dumbfounded; she looked at Chen Fan as if she had never truly known him before.
Advertisement
- In Serial233 Chapters
The Divine Elements
Anger. Pain. Desolation.An orphan boy tries to forge his own destiny in order to seek the strength to avenge the deaths of his family, as he shatters the chains of servitude bond to him.On his eighth birthday, Calron awakened to the weakest known power in the world: the element of lightning. However, unlike the normal golden lightning of other cultivators, Calron’s lightning was an azure-blue color.Hiding his powers from the world, Calron embarks on a journey of ascending to Godhood and takes his first step into a world of friendship, revenge, and bloodshed.
8 747 - In Serial22 Chapters
Aeon Chronicles Online
Edited Book 1 now available on Kindle Unlimited in all regions! US https://www.royalroad.com/amazon/B07BKR6FWT Book 2 is now available on Kindle Unlimited! https://www.royalroad.com/amazon/B07Q4Z3Q9S A dark litRPG novel. After a deadly encounter with a forest wolf, Rowan Black survives thanks to stem cell therapy and experimental bionic brain implants. Rowan's body recovers, but the treatment leaves his memories fragmented and his psyche shattered into something inhumane, irritable, callous—and a tad bit lustful. When Rowan's doctor fails to notice this, his parents reluctantly sends him back to Westwind Highschool, resulting in the murder of Rowan's past bully. After serving juvenile detention in a psychiatric center for two years, 18-year-old Rowan is offered a choice by a powerful corporation: Either spend the next decades in a psychiatric prison or play in their fully-immersive virtual reality game, Aeon Chronicles Online, and grow into the role of the world's next major raid boss that players must defeat. Will Rowan regain his old psyche? How will Aeon Chronicle’s AI controller react to Rowan’s unique mind? Will Rowan receive help in a team-oriented game or is he alone? Find out in this 130k+ word, dark LitRPG novel! This series is part of the LeMort Multiverse.
8 269 - In Serial12 Chapters
The Final Dream
This is a D&D style Choose Your Own Adventure story focusing on you (an investigator for the Order of Chaos) as you try and uncover a serial killer within the city of Alderbrand. Your failure could doom the very world itself. This story will continue for the next writathon, I'm putting away time to write for it during the next one. I am sorry that work got the better of me during this one.
8 159 - In Serial28 Chapters
[Archive] Legend of the Nameless Hero
A WhiteSamurai original Web Novel There are always the mysterious tales of heroes, those who fight against the Demons, who fight for justice and those who head mighty quests against tyranny. Heroes that are born to destiny, Heroes that are forged through tragedy, and Heroes that are brought to the world in times of great peril and strife. Not all true Heroes are wanted or beloved, but all life understands, that throughout all time and space, for those who truly stand as Heroes, they never need to be called one. The sands of time are the only true judge for those who journey upon the true path, the only one they will ever need. This is the tale, no, the Legend, the Legend of the one who throughout all time, would forever be, the First Hero. This is Their story, a story of true hardship, of a sorrow greater than any other that would stand as a symbol of inspiration no matter the test of time. A tale of darkness, a true curse, an impending evil hidden beyond the horizons that threatened the very future of existence. This is the tale, of one of the few great figures, who, in the face of true evil, continued to stand. . . . _______________________________________________________________ :Disclaimer: _______________________________________________________________ . . . All Chapters are subject to sudden revision, scrapping, or complete removal from the canonical storyline. The author of "Legend of the Nameless Hero" uses RoyalRoad as a method of experimentation with genre's and writing styles for Fantasy-style works for the sake of eventual publication. The end result isn't to release perfect chapters on RoyalRoadl, but eventually develop the story as intended using the best material to produce the highest quality work. The best mentality when reading works from WhiteSamurai is to see it as the ability to read and review pre-release transcripts or "Rough Copies" before publication. Viewer discretion and maturity are both requested and required. . . . _______________________________________________________________ :About: _______________________________________________________________ . . . This story follows direct character point of views along with an intentional third person narrative to explain to the readers what the characters won't. (I don't use my characters to go give extensive explanations for every last thing like EVERYTHING DOES) This tale shall encompass the life of the Hero from the moment she is summoned into the Kingdom of Kremor, to the Legendary Final Clash. This isn't your run of the mill hack and slash raise an army and conquer, I don't follow that bandwagon. Real life holds politics, intrigue, economics, structure, populations, civil opinions, history, psychology, heart, suffering, wonder, advancement, curiosity, ambition, and so many more things that would lead to me hitting some character limit. I refuse to take the same route that others use by simply ignoring these factors, my worlds, my stories, are as real as they get. There's no plot armor here, if someone screws up, they've screwed up and there's no magical sword in a well for them. I write in 'Seasons' not 'Books' as many often do, these are generally, not always, hundreds of chapters long, though as I have yet to finish a season, the average length is in the air. I go by an ideal of what I call 'Universal Lore' which includes the policy that things that exist within the story don't follow the rule where the Protagonist needs to be there so that it will happen. There will be some things that will happen, and the hero, and sometimes the reader, won't know happened until they enter a place, or news gets to them. A person needs to be in the right place at the right time, I hate plot holes and meta characters above all else... For my works, comments are practically demanded as reactions, thoughts, and various viewpoints are like sweet fuel to my writing spirit. Reviews are highly accepted and appreciated, BUT ONLY IF THEY ARE EDUCATED AND THOROUGHLY EXPLAINED. Those that throw down a low rating ARE HIGHLY REQUESTED to extensively detail and explain their viewpoints on the work. They should also be willing to come back to the work at a later date if messaged by the Author, Me, due to issues they mentioned being taken care of. I'm never against scrapping a chapter or rewriting several paragraphs if there are character or story discrepancies. I want the highest quality work possible, and every comment, every review, are tools for me to use to further that goal. . . . Enjoy the work. ~White Status: (Ongoing)
8 67 - In Serial22 Chapters
Scholar of the Fog
Leaving a trail of blood as he climbed up a hill, his limbs felt like lead. He was gasping too, his lungs burning with every step he took. It felt like a bundle of broken glass was scraping away the inner walls of his flesh. He was dying, obvious to both him and his pursuers. And it would not be long till he dropped dead as he bled away. If not, the people chasing him would surely finished what they had came for. It was as if the Gods themselves had already predestined his fate. He took one step forward and stood at the peak of the hill. He let his legs rest as he could barely go on. Heaving deep breaths, he could hear sneering voices and shouts behind him. They were close, and the grim realization stoked the embers of his most primal fear. He did not want to die. He had dreams, like any other youth. There was glory to be had in this world. He wanted to learn more of life, and lived through its motions. He wanted to live. He swept his gaze, and across him was a spanning forest of old. With a glint in his eyes, and jaws clenched, he decided to gamble with all he had. He was dying, and by now, it did not matter where his grave was. He ran down the hill, and stopped where the plains and the forest met. His eyes swept about the trees, and he could feel an instinctual urge to drag himself away. He knew what this forest was, and here, he would find his salvation. Or his doom. The voices behind him grew closer, and among the noise was the faint clanging of steel. Gritting his teeth, he ousted all the will he had from the depths of his soul and stepped forth into the forest. Damned he be by the Gods if they wanted him dead. -new synopsis 10/6/2016 ---------- A new chapter would be released every friday. And the quality of writing should improve each time, hopefully. Another important thing to mention is how the story as of now, is only a bedrock for a massive world if it ever gets there. (CH18) And if possible, reviews are very much appreciated. ---------- For the ones who are interested in the old synopsis: With one foot in the grave, he ran away for that little bit of hope. Exhausted and bleeding, it was only a matter of time until he passed out. By then, his fate would be sealed and he would be no more. Thus, he had to make a decision that might just save his life. It was a gamble, he knew, but he had no He ran into the forbidden forest where no man had ever come back. He headed within, intending to scare his pursuers away. But they persisted in their chase, hounding him down until he was forced to take a step of no return. There, in the darkest depths of the forest, was the ghastly fog and behind him where men who wanted his head. Left with nothing else, he stepped forth and crossed the boundary of the living and the dead. Henceforth, his fate was forever changed. No longer just a scholar, but something more…
8 175 - In Serial6 Chapters
I'm not supposed to love you
Even though he was scared to admit it, Texas was scared of his soulmate mark. He was scared of who's would match. He was scared it would be someone he is not supposed to love. When he finds out California is his soulmate what can he do, he is not supposed to love him. Based off of Ben Brainards Statehouse and The Table sieries. I don't own the Charactures just the plot. Ben please don't read this.
8 100

