Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator (Web Novel)

Meanwhile, in the cold universe above the stars, countless broken limbs and drops of shimmering blood were everywhere. Chen Fan turned into the Mountain River Cauldron and attacked while giving free rein to his anger. That clash had been comparable to a full-power attack from the most powerful peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, immediately creating a path of blood through the ranks of the hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators. A thousand of them had died along the way, and the air was full of white bones and broken limbs.

Everyone in the world watched that scene while completely dumbfounded.

The Divine Princes on the chariots also seemed a bit startled. They had never thought that Chen Fan would really make a move and attack them first. There were a hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators! No matter how weak they were, a bunch of them together were powerful enough to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator, not to mention there were also the elders, Divine Generals and Divine Princes of the large sects. Why would Chen Fan dare to do so?

Qin Dongmu, the consortiums of different countries and some elders of the Su and An families were terrified.

Some of the cultivators from the other planets sitting in the main hall of the North Qiong Sect couldn't even hold the wine glasses, letting them crash on the ground in fear. Only a few of them, like Jiang Churan and Auntie Tang, knew of Chen Fan's temper. They knew that even if there were thousands of enemies, he would choose to fight with them. Besides, Divine General Naran had even hurt A'Xiu before.

"Master…"

A'Xiu couldn't help crying; her fair, little face was covered with tears the size of beans.

She understood that Chen Fan could have chosen differently, like taking the edict from the Apollo Palace temporarily. He could have pretended to have surrendered, later refusing to obey the orders afterwards, and to take revenge on the Divine Sects after he became a Soul Formation Cultivator. And yet, Chen Fan would not give in, just because of her.

The Grand Divine Prince of Apollo Palace, Qin Feng, said coldly, "You jerk."

He pulled the reins in his hands and the nine-winged fire phoenix that was pulling the golden chariot let out a piercing sound; red fire started burning fiercely around its body. Many bright red feathers stuck out and its eyes with golden fire were widened as he stared at Chen Fan. A powerful energy was radiated by it. It seemed that the fire phoenix had already felt the anger of its master.

"Chen Beixuan is too stubborn. He just has to yield. Countless Nascent Soul Overlords in the Star Ocean would go to great lengths to be granted the title of Divine General of Apollo Palace, but he didn't treasure this opportunity at all." The Divine Princess of the Fuyao Sect—clad in a white armor like a lotus flower—sighed gently.

"A local from a barren planet, disconnected from the cultivation society, would certainly not know how precious the edict from the Apollo Palace is. Apollo Palace didn't even give such a good bargaining chip to Song Yufeng, who had once dominated the Star Ocean and escaped from the Divine Lord of the Changshen Sect. If this is not Chen Beixuan's destiny, he can't blame anyone if he dies and his sect is destroyed. Billions of people on the entire planet will mourn for him," Qiao Zhen also said.

The Divine Princes looked at Chen Fan indifferently. They felt like they were watching a fish struggling on a cutting board when they saw him.

Qin Feng didn't say anything.

But the elders and Divine Generals of Apollo Palace were completely enraged.

The edict of Apollo Palace was valid across the Star Ocean. Which Nascent Soul Cultivator in the entire Little South Heavenly Realm would dare to disobey?

"Kill him and avenge the Divine General."

"Right, we must kill whoever offends the Apollo Palace."

"This guy is digging his own grave!"

The few elders looked cold.

"Boom!"

The hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators reacted, unleashing their fury. They lined up to quickly arrange countless formations in the sky, under the command of the Nascent Soul Divine Generals. They created square formations with a thousand soldiers each. Soon after, the surrounding space was filled with a hundred vicious, yet orderly square formations; Chen Fan was at the center.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan showed his true body. He held the halberd with dragon patterns in his hand and flashed across the sky with golden light around him.

But this time—

He was attacked by the tactical formations of the large sects.

Those Golden Core soldiers weren't unlike those disorganized cultivators on Planet Tianhuang; they were cultivators who had been nurtured by the large sects since they were small and had gone through countless training rounds and battles. The customized armors and weapons were all Spirit Treasures and had all kinds of arrays inside; their Dharma Powers were able to connect with their Divine Souls. Even though there were a thousand of them, they seemed as if they had become one.

Every formation was able to produce Nascent Soul power.

"Dong!"

Chen Fan had been able to kill a thousand people by using the halberd. And then, a formation with a thousand cultivators had resisted his attack. Light flowed on the armor on those Golden Core Cultivators and they immediately merged into one, releasing Dharma Power that surpassed the Nascent Soul Level, blocking Chen Fan's attacks. Only dozens of Golden Core Cultivators had been killed by his weak energy.

"Kill!"

Dozens of formations in the surroundings took the opportunity to besiege Chen Fan when they saw he had attacked. Countless golden fires, weapons, flying swords and starlight sped across the sky and turned into energy waves as they directed their attacks towards Chen Fan.

What was it like when a thousand Golden Core Cultivators worked together? They were even the elites among the Golden Core Cultivators; normal ones wouldn't even be qualified to be picked by the large sects. Not even ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators would be able to resist their attacks, and they were at least as powerful as the elders of the large sects.

"Boom!"

In the universe.

Many thousand-foot Dharma Spells flashed across the sky. There were many forest-like formations and countless weapons were packed like trees, pointing at the sky with glitters shining on them. Thousands of armors had even let out some crackling sounds. There was light flowing around the armor of those soldiers and their entire bodies were enveloped in a golden aura which seemed to be alive; the light connected them to the whole formation. Looking from the outside, there seemed to be only one person breathing, although there were a thousand Golden Core Cultivators.

"Crack!"

Chen Fan's halberd flashed across the sky and split the entire formation apart, also crushing the dimension. However, upon a closer look, Chen Fan saw that his attack had not achieved his goal. Only a hundred people had died in the entire formation. He had already been able to clash a few thousand cultivators to death with the cauldron. Besides, once those formations shattered, there would be others taking their positions soon, using their energy to attack again.

"Every little makes a mickle."

A thousand Golden Core Cultivators together were able to defeat a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and there were over a hundred formations in the sky, surrounding Chen Fan in all directions.

Looking from the outside—

The sound of fighting was everywhere and countless rays of bright energy were shot in all directions. There were many flags and weapons in the sky, closely surrounding Chen Fan, and thousands of soldiers were packed densely around him. A beam of golden light flashed through from time to time, but was immediately covered by countless people.

"Doesn't this look like a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers besieging the Monkey King?" Azure Dragon wanted to make a joke.

However, the people around him frowned and stared at the sky. Even Qi Xiu'er had chosen to ignore him. Azure Dragon could only cough with an embarrassed look and quickly turned away.

On the other hand, the Divine Princes were extremely relaxed.

"Do you think Chen Beixuan can survive the attack of a hundred formations?" said the second Divine Prince of the Wuji Sect, Wang Wei, while maintaining a relaxed smile while sitting on a chariot pulled by a Jade Rhino.

The Jade Rhino pulling his chariot was a foot long; its body was green, like a piece of precious jade. It seemed to be harmless on the outside, but it was the famous Planet Splitting Rhino, which was claimed to be able to stand in the air and split a sea full of planets. It could travel thousands of miles per day and was the most well-known riding beast in the universe.The most impressive part was the horn on its head. It was said to have a very powerful Divine Power which releases a kind of green energy. One of its attacks was already strong enough to crush a thousand-mile planet, which was why it was called Planet Splitting Rhino.

The Grand Divine Prince of the Taichu Divine Realm surrounded by countless worlds said gently, "These formations are troops formed by soldiers selected from countless Golden Core cultivators of the Divine Sects. We gave them the best weapons and armors, and taught them the strongest battling tactics and cultivation arts. Each of them is able to fight against ten of their peers at the same level; they've also participated in conquering different worlds and planets. If they can't even deal with a local in the Abandoned Planet Region, they should just return immediately and be dismissed."

"Right, they're under the commands of the large sect's Divine Generals. They will never let Chen Beixuan get away."

Qiao Zhen also nodded. He saw the seven Divine Generals with different glitters surrounding them, looking quite vicious. They weren't inferior to Divine General Naran at all and might even be more powerful. They stood in the air, using their Immortal Will to mobilize the hundred thousand soldiers to besiege Chen Fan.

"Hm, I came here thinking I could watch a great battle and go down there to see how powerful the person who killed my brother is. I can't believe he's that weak; he can't even defeat our soldiers. I would have directly killed that ant and taken his Divine Soul to appease my brother if I had known this was going to happen!" A man in black surrounded by Fiend Qi, just like a black sun in the sky, openly snickered.

The Divine Princes of the Changshen Sect and the Niekong Sect sitting on the chariots also had a trace of disdain in their eyes.

The Grand Divine Prince, Qin Feng, even frowned.

If Chen Fan was that weak, the edict he had issued before would be like a complete joke. Taking such a weak local into the Apollo Palace and making him a Divine General… Wouldn't the world laugh at them?

Even though the formations with a hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators were indeed terrifying—and they could easily kill the Divine Princes or Nascent Soul Cultivators—Chen Fan was a legend. He should have the power to fight back.

Song Yufeng, who was watching the battle on Earth, shook his head slightly. "There's no turning back. Let's go."

He then took to the skies with Jiang Feifei and left the battlefield on Earth from another side.

But then…

"Dong!"

A thunderous sound rang in the air.

The sound didn't originate from the real world, but it sounded deep in everyone's minds, like a loud noise when something struck an old copper bell or a giant cauldron.

Deep inside the formations, many golden ripples that could be seen with the n.a.k.e.d eye were spread in all directions. All the Golden Core Cultivators—and even the Nascent Soul Cultivators and elders, who had had contact with the ripples—froze in the air. A thousand soldiers who were the closest to the core were overwhelmed and their heads exploded. Even their Divine Souls had been shattered.

Then—

A Divine Cauldron with three legs and two handles turned into a beam of golden light, as it jumped out of the formation. While seeing through the golden light, there was a good-looking Nine Orifices Divine Infant a foot large hugging a cauldron. It broke through the formations and killed countless people along the way. It went past the seven Divine Generals and the elders, finally clashing against the dumbfounded Divine Prince of the Demon Sun Sect.

"Boom!"

The Divine Prince of the Demon Sun Sect, who was called Lin Yang, was crushed into pieces by the golden Divine Caldron, just like tofu.