Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

“How is that possible? How is that possible?”

The two Divine Princes who traveled with Qin Jian were dumbfounded as they watched the scene. Just a second before, they were still holding their Quasi-Divine Treasures as they headed to slaughter everyone on Earth, exterminate the North Qiong Sect, force Chen Beixuan to yield and carry on with the incomplete mission appointed to Qin Feng and the other Divine Princes. However, things changed the next second.

Chen Fan slashed five times and killed six Grand Elders.

Only Qin Jian was still hanging on outside the Earth’s atmosphere.

Even though the King of Falling Stars was known for his large number of treasures and was said to be able to kill “Half Gods,” he didn’t seem to have a chance to win when facing the even more vicious Chen Fan. If he died, how could the two Divine Princes escape? Yuan Yi was an example.

“What kind of enemy have we provoked?”

Despair instantly filled their minds.

One of the Divine Princes suddenly lowered his head and said, “He may not lose. Old Lord Qin is the seventh son of His Majesty and he’s famous for his treasures. He always carries countless of them and His Majesty even gave him the most powerful secret treasure. He’ll be safe even while facing a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator. For Chen Beixuan to be using such a powerful Divine Weapon… He definitely won’t hold on any longer and may even get injured by continuing to use the weapon.”

It was common sense.

Divine Weapons or the Quasi-Divine Treasures couldn’t be used for a long time, even if they were in the hands of Half Grand Cultivators. Divine Treasures were even more terrifying; top Half Grand Cultivators could only use them to launch a single attack. Of course, the attack would be apocalyptic; it would have enough power to destroy the moon in the sky, since it was 70% of a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator’s power.

Unfortunately…

They didn’t know the weapon in Chen Fan’s hand wasn’t some “Divine Weapon” or “Divine Treasure,” but merely a Deity Artifact, a broken sword. Although it didn’t seem sharp at all, it didn’t require much energy to be used.

“Tap!”

Chen Fan walked in the sky towards Qin Jian holding the sword backwards as he stared at the old man with eyes like swords.

“Brother Chen, let’s just talk. This is just a big misunderstanding. Apollo Palace has no intention to go into full war with the North Qiong Sect and Planet East. The other large sects instigated us to do so. We don’t have to fight anymore, now that the six of them are dead and the misunderstanding was cleared up.” Qin Jian gave a friendly, sincere and gentle smile.

Some people on Earth had even been fooled by him, taking his words as true.

“Swish!”

Chen Fan remained silent as he simply slashed again.

The first form of the Thunder Divine Blade rose from the chaos. The shiny blade aura immediately cracked the sky and struck Qin Jian. Although the slash had been blocked by the Yaoyang Divine Sword, creating a thunderous sound, the sword was seriously damaged. It started whining as it went back into Qin Jian’s arms and its luminance dimmed.

“Brother Chen, what do you mean by this?” Qin Jian gave a wry smile.

“Again!” Chen Fan shouted and slashed one more time.

The second form of the Thunder Divine Blade, “Dividing the Yin and Yang!”

Whoosh. It was as if the attack had split the world, dividing Yin and Yang; it made pure energy rise to immortality and turn the energy on the ground into mud, just as made by a peerless Deity King during prehistoric times. It carried an unbelievable blade aura, which became even sharper after being strengthened by the Deity Weapon.

“Crack!”

The Yaoyang Divine Sword was completely unable to stop it. A dozen Dharma Treasures appeared on Qin Jian’s body, including an old bronze compass, an extremely weird golden cauldron with three legs and six handles, a scepter carved with countless alien spirits… Many treasures for defense or life-preserving appeared in the sky and formed layers of auras, blocking Chen Fan’s slash. In the end, they managed to protect Qin Jian after a series of crackling sounds.

“Chen Beixuan, do you really want to fight with Apollo Palace till the end?” Qin Jian widened his eyes furiously.

Before Qin Jian could take a breath, Chen Fan had already launched another attack.

“Split the World!”

The attacks of the Thunder Divine Blade became more and more powerful. Qin Jian was no longer able to resist and was split in half by a slash after losing the Yaoyang Divine Sword and the Defensive Dharma Treasures. He would have ultimately died if a Divine Talisman hadn’t suddenly appeared, releasing beams of light downwards during the critical moment, and blocking Chen Fan’s sky-cracking slash.

Unfortunately, this Divine Talisman was quickly burned, being completely obliterated by Chen Fan’s slash.

Qin Jian used all of his trump cards to resist only three attacks from Chen Fan. Qin Jian finally looked anxious and fearful when Chen Fan was about to slash at him a fourth time. “Brother Chen, please don’t kill me. Show mercy, show mercy!”

Quasi-Divine Treasures, protection secret treasures, Defensive Divine Talismans…

He had already used all his trump cards, but they had all been dealt with by a series of slashes. Qin Jian was finally scared. Although he was a Grand Elder who had lived seventy thousand years in the Apollo Palace, he still cared about his life. However, he still maintained the dignity of a Half Grand Cultivator when he begged.

“Brother Chen, I’ll give you everything I have if you let me go. It’s everything I’ve gotten from plundering many planets in the last dozens of thousands of years. Many people said that I’m as rich as a planet. It’s indeed true. I can buy a few planets with all of my property, and I’m willing to give it all to you for free,” Qin Jian said seriously.

The people present and the onlookers were clueless about the Prince of Apollo Palace’s possessions, but all of them started panting after doing some math. He was definitely as rich as a country. The large amount of cultivation resources he had were already terrifying assets that could give rise to a Divine Prince or a Half Grand Cultivator.

However, Chen Fan didn’t seem to be the least bit interested. He kept moving forward with the sword, looking calm.

“Chen Beixuan, don’t push your luck.” Qin Jian was startled when he saw Chen Fan kept approaching. “If you really kill me, my big brother, second brother and fifth brother will certainly avenge me. I’m the seventh Divine Prince, the son of the Apollo Palace’s Emperor. You’re definitely no match for them, even if you found the Grand Opportunity. They’ll find you even if you hide in the Abandoned Planet Region. The power of the imperishable sects is way beyond your imagination…”

Chen Fan only replied with a slash.

“Whoosh!”

The blade aura tore the sky apart.

Qin Jian’s arm was directly cut off.

“Argh!”

Qin Jian let out a painful cry.

That was a slash from a Deity Weapon. The broken sword had once stabbed the Divine Soul of the Apollo Palace’s Divine Prince, causing a great injury. It was actually because the Deity Light in Heaven was an extremely pure, high-level energy. Just like putting fire into water, there would be some violent reactions. And it was exactly the case right then. Although Qin Jian was a Half Grand Cultivator, his wound was still surrounded by a thin layer of Deity Light, which made him feel as if he would have been slashed by thousands of swords.

“Chen Beixuan, you’re making a huge mistake, one that you can’t fix. Don’t get any closer, or you and the entire North Qiong Sect will fall into the abyss!” Qin Jian shouted with a hoarse voice.

“Swish!”

Another slash.

Qin Jian’s leg was cut off.

He screamed even louder than before, “Why? I’ve already begged you. Why are you still doing this…?”

Chen Fan stood there with his Deity Weapon, completely aloof. “I’ve already told you I’d make Apollo Palace pay for your sins and hatred. I don’t have many virtues in my life, but I collect all the debts and settle every score. You’re just a tiny part of the interest. I’ll go to the Apollo Palace one day; that’ll be the time I take everything back.”

Then, Chen Fan slashed again and cut off Qin Jian’s right arm.

Qin Jian didn’t scream anymore. He just lowered his head and stared at Chen Fan with hatred in his eyes. “Chen Beixuan, you’ll regret this. I’m going to step on your sect and crush your North Qiong Sect and the entire Earth, killing you, your favorite disciples and your family. I’ll burn you with Fiend Fire for ten thousand years until you turn into ashes. I swear… I swear!”

After that—

He yelled loudly, “Brother, I’m already like this. Why aren’t you saving me?”

Hoot!

As Qin Jian spoke, the sound of an ancient horn suddenly emerged from deep space. It lasted for a long time, and it went through the entire solar system, resounding in every corner of the Earth. Even the old cultivating monsters widened their eyes and peered into the universe, visibly shocked.

“Clatter, clatter!”

The fog outside the solar system was lifted, and a young man on a chariot pulled by a golden bird entered the battlefield. The man had shiny black hair that covered his shoulders. He was tall and was surrounded by an aura, as if he were made of gold. He was enveloped in a sacred and solemn energy, like a sun squeezing into a planet. The golden bird that pulled his chariot only had two feet, but its energy was ten times more powerful than that of the nine-winged fire phoenix.

That was a real Divine Beast descendant.

Even though the bipedal bird didn’t have a pure bloodline, it still had one-fifth of the golden bird’s blood; it was enough to be regarded as a Divine Beast descendant. Such a creature had a powerful, almost unkillable body. It knew all kinds of Fire Divine Powers and was comparable to a Half Soul Formation Cultivator once it matured. It might even have the chance to become a real Divine Beast in the future. Its value was immeasurable in the universe, but it was enough to buy ten planets with abundant resources. People would also be tempted if it was used to exchange for a Quasi-Divine Treasure. It was a battling pet that was a must for guarding a sect and pulling a chariot.

Having a Divine Beast descendant to pull his chariot, together with the so-called “Brother” Qin Jian who called him, Chen Fan had already figured out who he was.

The fifth Prince of the Apollo Palace, Prince Qin Ye!

“Whoosh!”

The arrival of Qin Ye was just the beginning.

A thousand-foot “Apollo Golden Ship” started to appear behind him, then the second ship, third ship, fourth ship. In the end, not only the Apollo Golden Ship, the Taichu Fortune Ship and the Demon Sun Fortress, almost a thousand battleships sailed through the fog in the sky and entered the solar system.

Many Nascent Soul elders and countless Golden Core Divine Soldiers stood on each of those battleships.

A lot of people didn’t just see the battleships of the seven Divine Sects; they even saw those of the other sects in the Star Ocean, including the Fey God Sect, the Qiyun Sect, the Luofeng Abyss and the Heavenly Evil Valley. Some of them had dozens of ships, while some other had a couple. There were also Divine Princes riding chariots, fire phoenixes screeching and red tigers howling next to Prince Qin Ye.

The battleships were packed like a forest. There were countless of them, which covered the entire solar system.

Thousands of sects from the Little South Heavenly Realm were present. The battle on Earth had finally reached the climax at this moment!