Chapter 1094: Bloodbath in the Sacred Grounds

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Boom!”

Everyone remained silent when the Divine Prince Candidate Wu Kai fell from the sky. Countless disciples of the Taichu Temple, the Wuji Arena and the Sun Palace were at a loss for words, as if someone were choking them.

Other people had no idea how terrifying Wu Kai was.

But they knew.

That was the most powerful cultivator among all the cultivation sacred grounds, other than those hidden Ancestral Patriarchs. Even the Ancestral Patriarch of the Kindred paid him visits sometimes and was even a bit respectful to him. After all, Wu Kai hailed from the “Wuji Sect” in the Star Ocean. He was superior and was only half a step away from becoming a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

And yet, Chen Fan broke the Divine Power of such a peerless Overlord with a mere tree branch?

“Argh!” Wu Kai shouted.

His eyes were bleeding and the aura around his body shook violently like boiling water. Even the divine-grade Golden Core inside him was cracked.

His Divine Power was connected to his Golden Core, so Wu Kai was also injured when the Divine Power was dispelled. Although he wouldn’t die right away, his power also dropped by 30% and he could barely float in the sky. The next second, he stabilized his body and let out rays of light from his purple eyes.

“Damn it, Chen Beixuan! How dare you break my Divine Power! I’ll kill you!” Wu Kai yelled.

Chen Fan’s slash had cracked his divine-grade Golden Core; entering the Nascent Soul Level would be impossible for him in the next five centuries. A divine-grade Golden Core might be powerful, but it was extremely difficult to repair. He would need some Half-Divine Medicines or even Divine Medicines to recover. So, how could Wu Kai not be enraged? Chen Fan had affected the progress of his cultivation!

“Kill!”

His eyes let out two purple rays like two peerless Heavenly Swords. They carried a powerful energy with minuscule thunderbolts mixed in.

“Purple Eye Art!”

Another powerful Divine Art of the Wuji Sect.

And yet, Chen Fan only raised the branch in his hand and slashed. A golden beam of light then broke the two purple rays and flashed towards Wu Kai.

“Please have mercy!”

“Stop!”

“You’ll be doomed if you kill him!”

Those few voices came from Mount Yan. Then, some powerful energy was shot into the sky and several hands flashed towards Chen Fan.

But it was too late.

Chen Fan slashed with a cold look.

“Crack!”

It seemed to have hit a hard, invisible shield; but the next second, it broke through and split Wu Kai and his Divine Soul in half.

“No!” Wu Kai shouted.

His eyes popped out. He was the Divine Prince Candidate of the Wuji Arena, and he had almost reached the Nascent Soul Level. How could he die by the hands of an earthling? However, Chen Fan’s True Essence instantly destroyed his Divine Soul and mind. Wu Kai could only let out a cry as he immediately exploded into blood mist.

“Swish.”

Chen Fan took a silver light sphere left in Wu Kai’s body and looked at it carefully. It was apparently a galaxy painting similar to the “Wuji Galaxy Painting,” but there were some tiny marks engraved on it. That was Wu Kai’s “divine-grade Golden Core.”

A Golden Core was completely different when it reached the divine grade.

Even if the owner died, the power of his Golden Core remained and it could still be used to initiate Divine Powers. This was comparable to an inferior-grade Heavenly Treasure; it was one of the most valuable treasures for cultivators below the Soul Formation Level.

“Damn it! How dare you kill the Divine Prince of the Wuji Sect!”

“Put down the Golden Core, or I’ll crush you to pieces right now.”

“Kneel and beg for mercy!”

The masters controlling those hands were seething with anger. After that, a powerful energy fell from the sky and all the people a few hundred miles around Yan Jin were pushed onto the ground. Azure thunderbolts even struck down; they were related to Dharma Laws, meaning that someone had deeply defied the power of laws.

“Boom!”

One, two, three…

Four cultivators appeared and surrounded Chen Fan. They were all fierce; many ordinary people fainted because of the overwhelming energy. The city was in chaos. Countless cars were stuck on the roads and even Connate Cultivators fell from the sky, as if a mountain were pushing them down.

“More than one Nascent Soul Cultivator!”

Azure Dragon widened his eyes.

There was an old woman in a black outfit stepping on an unrealistic land, a blonde man with golden eyes and the sun behind him, an elder with silver wings and silver eyes and one cultivator enveloped in fog.

The Sect Masters of the Taichu Temple, the Wuji Arena, the Sun Palace and the Xuankong Sect were all there.

All of them seemed to be Nascent Soul Cultivators and there were Dharma Laws around them. They were even more powerful than the Ancestral Patriarch of the Kindred. If Lord Dragon were there, he would understand.

Even though the Ancestral Patriarch of the Kindred and those four Sect Masters were all early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, how could a normal Kindred in the Abandoned Planet Region compare to the Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Star Ocean? Those four cultivators were equivalent to the mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators in the Abandoned Planet Region.

“Kid, you’re Chen Beixuan? I was thinking of asking Jiang Churan to take you in to be a disciple. I can’t believe you’d kill so many descendants and the Divine Prince Candidates of the large sects. You indeed deserve to die!” the old woman said.

She was the leader of the Taichu Temple, Master of Yuan Xiao and Jiang Churan.

A piece of land appeared underneath the old woman. There were Deities singing, Sky Immortals dancing and True Dragons flying. She was surrounded by an aura, as if she were the creator of the world.

“That’s right. He killed so many descendants and Divine Princes. Only his blood and that of all the people on this lowly planet can wash away the humiliation we suffered.” The Sun Palace Master grunted.

“Kill him!” said the Master of the Wuji Arena, who had silver wings.

“You want to kill me?”

Chen Fan shook the branch in his hand. It then let out the sound of a dragon and some golden light. Chen Fan was still at an advantage just by wielding the power that exterminated the eight Dark Races and killed the Divine Prince Candidate, even when facing the four Nascent Soul Cultivators.

He wasn’t afraid at all to fight against four cultivators on his own.

Everyone was in awe of Chen Fan’s courage.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Chen Fan immediately blocked the attacks from the four cultivators. The four of them fought with Chen Fan one by one, but all of them were pushed a few hundred feet backwards.

“This kid is pretty powerful!”

The old woman turned pale.

“He’s only relying on his Dharma Power. We don’t fight with just our Dharma Power once we reach the Nascent Soul Level, we also use our Divine Powers, Dharma Spells, Dharma Treasures and our very bodies. Wu Kai’s Dharma Power is comparable to ours. However, it isn’t difficult for us to kill him.” The Sect Master of the Xuankong Sect grunted.

Chen Fan frowned.

The branch was just from a normal tree after all, not from a Divine Tree or a Deity Tree, so it couldn’t handle all of his Dharma Power. It could only take 20% of his power and would shatter if he used more.

Chen Fan was like Hercules swinging a wooden sword. So, how could he display Hercules’ real strength?

But Chen Fan burst into laughter.

“You’re just four ants. I can kill you in a heartbeat.”

Then, he shook the branch again and infused his Dharma Power in it, turning it into a bright golden Divine Sword.

“Slash!”

Chen Fan slashed again, cutting off one of the old woman’s arms.

“Argh!”

The old woman screamed as she stepped back. A pleasant smelling golden blood oozed from the wound. That was supreme Treasure Blood. Connate and Golden Core Cultivators would immediately become more powerful after drinking it.

“How dare you!” the old woman shouted.

Although it wasn’t a big deal for a Nascent Soul Cultivator to lose an arm, given her status as Master of the Taichu Temple and a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the “Taichu Divine Realm,” it was undoubtedly a humiliation to her.

“Kid, I’ll crush your Divine Soul and Golden Core to pieces,” the old woman said with coldness in her eyes. The land underneath her kept changing and it was enlarged to envelop the sky.

“Haha!”

Chen Fan snickered as he infused his Dharma Power into the branch, making it shake violently. The others felt that the branch would no longer stand the power infusion and the four Nascent Soul Cultivators were thrilled by this.

They didn’t know Chen Fan was holding a branch. They thought it was a supreme weapon.

A cultivator would become much weaker after losing his weapon.

“Chen Beixuan, we know that you’re quite powerful since you were able to kill the Ancestral Patriarch of the Kindred and Wu Kai, but don’t think you can resist against us Nascent Soul Cultivators. Besides, there are four of us here and we have the power of the entire array around Mount Yan, while you’re fighting alone. No matter how strong you are, you should just yield to us,” the Sun Palace Master said with a thunderous voice.

The other three Nascent Soul Cultivators also moved closer and besieged Chen Fan.

Then.

Boom.

The branch was finally crushed into powder by the Dharma Power. At that moment, everyone looked at Chen Fan and saw him being surrounded by the four Nascent Soul Cultivators. He had lost his weapon. How could he resist them?

“Heavenly Lord Chen.”

Everyone who cared about Chen Fan was anxious.

Then, Chen Fan stood in the sky and chuckled, “Fine, I won’t bully you too much.

“You think you outnumber me, right? Then, have fun with my servants!

“Come out!”

Then.

Chen Fan stomped his foot and a vast black world suddenly appeared behind him. It was extremely dark and creepy. There was Fiend Qi swirling around and the sound of demons was everywhere. Then, six creatures jumped out of that world and surrounded the four Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Those were mighty demons with powerful Fiend Qi enveloping them. Their power had reached at least the mid-stage or even peak-stage Nascent Soul level, much stronger than the Master of Taichu Temple and the others. They were apparently the six demons Chen Fan had taken out from the prison on Mount Emperor.

The world was astonished the moment the six demons appeared.