Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator Chapter 1153
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Chapter 1153: Divine General Naran
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“They’re really here.”
Jiang Feifei looked up with a dumbfounded face.
She thought her Master was exaggerating as he urged her to leave Earth as soon as possible. She had never expected the armed forces of the large sects in the Star Ocean to really travel to Earth. It wasn’t a ‘small’ trouble like Divine Prince Yi Qian or the Mayan fleet.
The troops were scattered across the entire sky, covering the sunlight. There were countless of them, armored cultivators who seemed to be at the Golden Core Level. Their energy shook an area within a hundred mile radius. There were also a lot of Nascent Soul Cultivators that could be called Ancestral Patriarchs, each being strong enough to dominate a planet.
Standing at the top of the army were dozens of Divine Princes and Divine Generals.
They were either surrounded by light, shining bright like the sun, shimmering like rivers; others had large worlds behind them, or they floated in the sky like Demon Suns. Each Divine Prince and Divine General was incredibly powerful. Even if they were dozens of kilometers away from the ground, people were able to feel the astonishing, terrifying energy radiating from the sky.
This time, not only did countless stern soldiers, thousand-foot space battleships that covered the sky and many Nascent Soul elders arrive.
There were also beasts that were pulling the chariots of the few Divine Princes at the front.
Each of them was at the peak-stage Nascent Soul Level and was even more powerful than Heavenly Lord Anpo. They bared their fangs, brandished their claws and let out a foul haze from their mouths. The most terrifying thing was the beast’s bloodlines.
“They’re bloodlines from Divine Beasts. Double-Winged Dragons, Red Fire Fiend Tigers and Jade Rhinos are all descendants of rare Divine Beasts. They usually stay deep inside the Divine Sects… Not even the elders or the Deputy Sect Masters would take them on a trip. I can’t believe they let them pull the chariots to Earth. Looks like the Divine Sects are truly enraged.”
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Song Yufeng shook his head.
Divine Beasts were incredibly powerful creatures across the universe, in a league high above that of monsters. Any living thing related to the words “Divine Beast” would immediately be worth a hundred times more, like one of those Cinderella stories.
This wasn’t only because descendants of Divine Beasts had a much more powerful Dharma Power than monsters of the same level; each descendant would also be born with some kind of Divine Power, inherited in its blood. The Divine Powers from Divine Beasts were so strong they surpassed all the ordinary Dharma Spells. The Kun Peng’s “Great Chaos Art” and the Xuan Wu’s “Xuanming Divine Thunder” were both earth-shattering Grand Divine Powers.
In fact—
The combat strength of the seven Divine Beasts that were pulling the chariots could very well be as strong as that of the seven Divine Princes.
Once they arrived, the creatures and vicious beasts in the five oceans and the five continents on Earth were immediately subdued; they trembled in front of their lazy eyes, not daring to move at all. That was how terrifying the Divine Beasts’ bloodline was.
Jiang Feifei turned pale after hearing that.
This tower is finally falling…
In the main hall of the North Qiong Sect, many cultivators from other planets were already startled. Master Ling Yun even counted as he trembled, “The Demon Sun Sect, the Taichu Divine Realm, the Changshen Sect, the Wuji Sect, the Niekong Sect, the Fuyao Sect and… Apollo Palace!”
Every name he said made the cultivators from other planets look more serious. In the end, Xing Hu, the three Ancestral Patriarchs of the Luowu Sect and Li Yuan from the Changshen Sect turned completely pale.
The Star Ocean was extremely vast and had many planet regions. Each planet region was a lot larger than the Abandoned Planet Region, with hundreds of planets and sects. Those like the Qiyun Sect in the Shanyang Planet Region alone were already as powerful as the entire Abandoned Planet Region.
However, there weren’t many imperishable sects that stood on the top of the planet regions. None of them were to be underestimated. The famous ones, like the Demon Sun Sect and the Wuji Sect, were well-known even in the Abandoned Planet Region.
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The Changshen Sect and the Fey God Sect had even established sects on Planet Tianhuang.
Actually—
Many sects in the whole Abandoned Planet Region were related to the large sects in the Star Ocean. The Wang family on Planet Tianhuang had once had an art called the “Billion Galaxy Sword Qi,” which had been inherited from the “Billion Galaxy Grand Divine Power” of the Wuji Sect.
A Nascent Soul Ancestral Patriarch yelled anxiously, “Seven Divine Sects are here, including Apollo Palace. What is going on? I thought the large sects in the Star Ocean would have only sent a small number of squads to the Abandoned Planet Region, not this many people… Why are they all here now?”
All the members of the North Qiong Sect were already panicking.
The seven Divine Sects had shown up as a coalition force; that line-up was completely out of their expectations. A’Xiu had also thought the Divine Sects would only send someone like Divine Prince Yi Qian with dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators and a battleship to Earth. She had never thought they would gather such a large, terrifying army and travel all the way across the universe to Earth.
“Master…”
Qi Xiu’er and Lu Yanxue looked at Chen Fan in fear.
Only A’Xiu clenched her fists and stared at the Divine General in golden armor hovering in the sky; he was descending with a golden edict in his hand. He landed on the top of Yunwu Mountain and proclaimed the order to Chen Fan and the North Qiong Sect.
“Haha, I’ve already asked you to surrender, but you didn’t listen. A hundred thousand soldiers have arrived now and the Divine Princes are also here. All the members of the North Qiong Sect are going to die.”
Ancestral Patriarch Gu burst into laughter. He ran to the Divine General in golden armor and said with a flattering tone, “Master Naran, I’ve already tried to persuade them through feelings and reason, but Chen Beixuan is too stubborn. He ignored the power of the Divine Princes and the Divine Sects. They’ve got a death wish and I can’t do anything about it.”
That Divine General who had just descended had a power comparable to that of Yin Hai, or even stronger. His face was covered by a golden helmet, showing only two fires burning fiercely in his eyes. He said without any emotions, “Chen Beixuan, the Divine Princes have already arrived outside of the planet. Hear your orders quickly. If you resist, the Heavenly Soldiers will crush the North Qiong Sect to pieces and nobody will survive!”
Chen Fan had yet to speak, but A’Xiu shouted clearly, “Naran!”
Hm?
Divine General Naran looked up and glanced at A’Xiu. The fire in his eyes pulsed slightly.
“I was thinking about who you were. You’re that ant from back then. I let you escape when I attacked the North Qiong Sect. Why? Do you still want to challenge me? I think you should just think about how to survive. Chen Beixuan angered all the Divine Sects this time. The Divine Princes came with anger and they swore to kill everyone on Earth. Even if you’re as pitiful as a bereaved dog, you won’t be able to run away…”
It was Divine General Naran of Apollo Palace. He had once taken matters into his own hands, issuing an order to level the North Qiong Sect in Jinlin City and was the one responsible for the bloodbath suffered by the North Qiong Sect.
Before he finished talking—
A’Xiu shouted and shot up to the sky. Her small body was enveloped in an endless aura, turning into a beam of astonishing light to punch Divine General Naran.
“Boom!”
The air cracked under A’Xiu’s punch.
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