Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator (Web Novel)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Are you sure?”

“That’s impossible! There are nearly thirty Heavenly Lords. Who in the world could defeat that many Heavenly Lords at once.”

“It’s unthinkable!”

Many cultivators exclaimed. Even those at the Heavenly Lords were shaken to the core.

Chen Fan killed nearly thirty Mount Emperor Elders in one fell swoop. However powerful his earth-shattering and lake-evaporating attacks were, slaying so many Heavenly Lords would be virtually impossible.

“Swish.”

A flash of azure light appeared in the sky. The light came from the arcane inscriptions that covered the surface of a bronze wheel. Each flash of the azure light sent a turbulence into the air. From the azure light emerged a dozen cultivators in white robes. One of the elders had unleashed this wheel at the last moment and saved everyone’s life from Chen Fan’s deadly attack.

That being said, only a dozen of the twenty or so elders survived in the end, proving Chen Fan’s unthinkable power.

Even Mount Emperor itself trembled under Chen Fan’s might. Everyone watched as layers of Dharma Arrays revealed themselves around Mount Emperor, only to be shattered by Chen Fan’s strike. The force went through layers of protection, slaying more of their disciples.

“Damn you, Chen Beixuan!”

By then, not even the Divine Lord would simply sit and watch.

If he hadn’t started the grand array of Mount Emperor, Chen Fan would have already leveled the mountain, taking out the entire sect.

“Kill him!” the Divine Lord shouted.

The Sect Masters from the five Imperishable sects flew into the sky in unison.

They were the sect masters of the Medicine God Sect, Fey King Hall, the Barren God Temple… They were the last resort of the five imperishable sects as they struggled to survive. They would never get involved if the sect’s survival was at stake.

“Boom!”

Many plumes of golden smoke bellowed into the sky; each column contained far more energy than Divine General Baihe. Those sect masters wielded different Heavenly Treasures that gleamed above the clouds. Rays of their brilliance poked through the overcast like fingers and touched the ground. All those Heavenly Treasures were of the highest grade; they were even able to harm the Divine Lord.

“Kill!”

The surviving white-robbed elders shouted at the top of their lungs, sending out a burst of energy that filled up the space between heaven and earth. It expanded slowly, nibbling away pieces of reality and any living being inside of it.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

Coutless cultivators flew out of Mount Emperor. They were clad in armor of different color, indicating their rank and levels. Their numbers swelled quickly, until they blotted out the sun. They surrounded the elders and the five sect masters, then they charged at Chen Fan.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

Energy ripped open the sky and flew toward Chen Fan. Time lost its meaning as explosions melted the world into the primordial soup that gave birth to mankind’s first sin.

“Let’s fight!”

Chen Fan’s battle-will surged as he entered a trance.

Surrounded by six Divine Forms, he stepped one of his feet on Divine General Baihe and brandished an assortment of Heavenly Treasures, before he hurled them to the enemies coming his way.

“Mixed-essence Halberd!”

“Ring of Sky!”

“Sword Array of Six Illusions!”

Chen Fan had looted those Heavenly Treasures from the corpses of the Heavenly Lords he had slayed. The sky was suddenly swarmed with blade Qi. Among them was a Battle Halberd of impressive size. It’s sharp tip was shrouded by flowing primordial Qi. Trailing behind the halberd was a pair of bangles the size of the moon.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Chen Fan battled against the army of Nascent Soul Cultivators while wielding multiple Heavenly Treasures at the same time.

Deep in his battle trance, he paid little to no attention to his wounds, as the thrill of killing seized his mind.

“Chen Beixuan, you are dead!”

The Medicine God Sect Master’s face was losing color and life by the second, as the crimson blade in his hand burned more intensely. It’s sharp edge licked Chen Fan’s skin, slicing it open and drinking his blood.

“Dead? Humph! You should look at yourself in the mirror!”

Chen Fan swung the halberd and landed a crushing blow on the Medicine God’s Sect Master, forcing him to retreat.

However, the opening was quickly filled up by more warriors. Even the ordinary Golden Core Cultivators had assembled Battle Formations and joined in.

“Sword Array of Ten Thousand Forms!”

Suddenly, ten thousand flying swords flew into the sky and gathered into a gigantic blade that rammed its tip into Chen Fan. The attack had the combined might of ten thousand golden core cultivators and was able to cut open Chen Fan’s body.

“Chen Beixuan, release the Divine General!” an elder shouted.

Baihe spat blood and squeezed a laugh out of his mouth. “Kiddo! You’ll never be able to kill me!”

While Chen Fan was distracted by Baihe, the five sect masters attacked at once and winded Chen Fan. The sect master of the Barren God Temple gave Chen Fan a cold glare and said, “Release the Divine General and surrender, or die.”

A dark divine blade appeared in the Divine Lord’s hand; he hacked at Chen Fan, causing a deep gash that nearly severed Chen Fan into two.

“Chen Beixuan, DIE!”

Possessed by his fury, the Divine Lord landed a few more deadly attacks on Chen Fan.

In a blink, the tables had turned and Chen Fan was in danger.

Countless weapons were hurled at Chen Fan as the elders and the other cultivators attacked at the same time. They easily overwhelmed him, causing grave injuries.

“Brother.”

Only

Xiao Fan gasped.

“Heavenly Lord Chen!” The Xu family sisters and Lin Wuhua were suddenly seized by distress.

“Pathetic!”

Chen Fan felt a fire in his belly.

He found it unacceptable to have his Dharma Forms shattered by those weaklings. He had planned to use the Six Destructive Divine Thunder, but he changed his mind and chose an even deadlier art.

Chen Fan stopped moving and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep state of meditation. After a fraction of a second, he opened his eyes again and uttered four words.

“Nine Transformation Deity Wheel!”