Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator (Web Novel)

In the boundless space outside the Earth's atmosphere, a hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators and many elders surrounded Chen Fan; the seven Divine Princes were at the center.

They were all shining, some with a golden aura, some were like the sun and some produced silver glitters. Each of them had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Level, whereas Qin Feng and Yuan Yi at the front had even touched Soul Formation Dharma Laws. The power of Dharma Laws appeared around them, which became concrete and formed Divine Laws like runes in the sky, enveloping them with a trace of sacred energy which circulated on their bodies.

A cultivator would be able to decide his own destiny after reaching the Soul Formation realm!

Real Grand Cultivators had all kinds of incredible Divine Powers. Shaking the universe, crushing the moon and stepping on the galaxy weren't difficult for them; they were far beyond the Nascent Soul attainments.

Although those two cultivators had only touched the edge of the Soul Formation Power and had just a hint of sacred energy, their power still gave people chills down their spines. The others only felt frightened; even the Nascent Soul elders were unable to stand next to the two of them. The space had also been suppressed by this energy. They had surpassed the other Divine Princes and had unpredictable power. Their bodies were surrounded by bright light, like real sons of God.

But at this moment—

Even the powerful ones like Qin Feng and Yuan Yi were a bit terrified.

The energy Chen Fan had released was too frightening.

"Boom!"

Azure vitality fell from the sky like a waterfall. Chen Fan's 48,000 acupuncture points all around his body opened at the same time and a huge amount of smoke billowed out of his seven orifices. A transparent, glass-like azure flower appeared and bloomed above Chen Fan's head. When it came out, petals fell around Chen Fan and golden lotuses grew from an illusory ground. He was surrounded by colorful light, as if he were a Deity from Heaven.

Qin Feng and Yuan Yi were like bumpkins in front of Chen Fan, who was enveloped in a majestic aura, shooting out beams of light. Their own auras were immediately subdued; there was no point of comparison, just like the difference between pearls and the moon.

"How is he still a Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivator? Even the top Divine Princes don't have such a terrifying power. Didn't they say that he was just relying on his clone? Why is his real body so powerful, much more so than the clone?"

All the cultivators were frightened and even the Divine Princes were astonished.

More terrifying was the powerful Blood Qi that surged out of Chen Fan's hands.

"Boom!"

Even though Chen Fan had only made a casual attack with the power of his initial-success Deity Body, not even using the Divine Soul in his body and his Dharma Power—

His terrifying vitality shook the sun and the moon. A powerful energy fell and his body let out some thunderous sounds as Deity Light burst, releasing thousands rays of light. It was a frightening sight. Many Golden Core Cultivators nearby were unable to withstand that energy; trails of blood appeared on their bodies, which were almost about to burst open. The elders at the early-stage or mid-stage Nascent Soul level also trembled, unable to control themselves.

Only the Divine Princes were better; they were still able to maintain their power.

Still, they looked frightened; the seven Divine Beasts' descendants were also nervous. There was a hint of anxiousness and fear on the fluffy face of the Red Fire Fiend Tiger.

"What kind of energy is that? Has he already become a Half Grand Cultivator?" Qiao Zhen yelled in shock.

Half Grand Cultivators were cultivators who had already placed one foot in the Soul Formation level and had attained Soul Formation Dharma Laws. Even by achieving a hint of control over Soul Formation Power would make a cultivator much more powerful than a Nascent Soul cultivator. They would be far above the Nascent Soul realm and their bodies would have already undergone "Divine Changes" which couldn't be described with the power of the Nascent Soul level. Not even Divine Princes would fight against them.

In fact—

Every Half Grand Cultivator was an earth-shattering being, the real trump card of an old sect. They were the Grand Elders of their sects and would live at least for sixty thousand years. Rumor had it there was even a super old monster in the Apollo Palace who had lived almost ninety thousand years. He was truly a heel away from reaching the Soul Formation level and his power was like that of dragons and Gods, which was completely unimaginable.

"That's impossible. He's merely decades old. Even if he's hiding his cultivation age, how would he be a Half Grand Cultivator? This planet region was abandoned by the Entities a long time ago. Only one cultivator can become a Pseudo-Soul Formation cultivator in a hundred thousand years. Can a local like him really enter the sacred Grand Cultivator level?" Lin Yang said.

The eyes of the other few Divine Princes had even reddened out of jealousy.

Even though they were called Divine Lord Candidates, only one among dozens of Divine Princes had the chance of becoming a Soul Formation Cultivator. That was a one in ten or even one in a hundred probability.

Entering the Half Grand Cultivator level was the biggest goal of their lives. Then, they would be able to break through the Nascent Soul Level's thirty thousand year limit and would be able to live much longer.

If they could survive to eighty thousand years of age, they would be close to the Soul Formation Cultivators.

However, the black clad young man in front of them was energetic and was apparently at the prime of his age. He was countless years from becoming old. He had already become a Half Grand Cultivator, which was like being half a God… How could the Divine Princes not be envious?

Meanwhile.

Chen Fan's hand smacked down like a millstone falling from the sky, with powerful vitality and azure light as cold as water. Normal Nascent Soul elders had already been frightened before. Only the Divine Princes would be able to still hold on.

"Kill him! I don't believe he's truly halfway to the Soul Formation Level!" shouted a peak-stage Nascent Soul Divine General of the Wuji Sect as he steered the thousand-foot Wuji Starship and turned into a beam of silver light, letting out a thunderous sound. The entire vessel was enveloped in silver light; it became an astonishing light beam that was shot at Chen Fan.

At the same time—

Dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators had also gotten themselves back together and released their Dharma Treasures and Divine Powers.

Boom!

There seemed to be a giant hole in the sky where some powerful energy surged out like a raging sea. Many colorful energy tides were formed, pressing towards Chen Fan. The Divine Generals commanded the hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators to get into formations and besiege Chen Fan with their Dharma Power.

The other Divine Princes—including the Divine Prince of the Taichu Sect, Lin Yang, and the Divine Prince of the Niekong Sect—also made their moves at the same time. There was a Fiend Sun covering the sky, traces of attacks in the air and worlds appearing and disappearing. All kinds of Divine Powers, together with the Divine Beasts scions, attacked Chen Fan like crazy.

"Just like ants."

Chen Fan's eyes were devoid of emotions. He only raised his hand and smacked down.

Bang!

The fast-approaching Divine General of the Wuji Sect was easily smashed into meat sauce by Chen Fan's hand like a fly. He didn't have the least bit of power to fight back. His body in silver armor was like an egg struck by an iron hammer; the shield formed by endless silver light only withstood for 0.01 seconds, to immediately shatter. The Divine General, who had been at the top of the peak-stage Nascent Soul level was as fragile as an ant under Chen Fan's hand, and his body was completely torn. Countless pieces of torn limbs with light silver blood were shot in all directions, as if a Goddess were scattering flower petals in the sky.

The remaining power of that attack had even struck the battleship he was operating.

"Boom!"

The Wuji Starship—made of the seemingly indestructible Planet Gold, able to withstand the attacks from a peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—was crushed by Chen Fan. Half of the ship was smashed to form a saucer and the ninety-nine powerful arrays carved on it were easily destroyed as well.

After a second look, the oval-shaped Wuji Starship had then turned into a saucer.

"Go to hell!"

After smashing the Divine General of the Wuji Sect…

Chen Fan ignored the powerful Dharma Spells and Divine Powers heading towards him and sped to attack the group of Nascent Soul elders. He grabbed that thousand-foot saucer and swayed it with supreme power.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Eighteen Divine Generals were hit by the saucer and they immediately fell back a thousand feet. Their skins cracked, their blood boiled and they had almost been smashed. Those Nascent Soul elders were even worse.

Their vulnerable Nascent Soul bodies were like tofu in front of an iron hammer when going against Chen Fan's initial-success Deity Body. Just a gentle touch was enough to crush them to little bits.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Chen Fan held the saucer the thousand-foot Wuji Starship had become, as if it were an unimaginably massive shield. The Wuji Starship that weighed billions of tons was as light as a feather before Chen Fan's extremely terrifying body strength. He used it as a broom, swaying it side to side. He wasn't performing Martial Arts; he was more like a child throwing things around instead.

However, the wails of those Nascent Soul elders had resounded everywhere.

How would they be able to withstand Chen Fan's attacks? The Wuji Starship was extremely large and was completely unable to hide. Following a series of crackling sounds, a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators were killed and dozens of elders were injured. In the end, the Nascent Soul elders were terrified. All of them turned into beams of light and escaped in all directions, using their tactics and Divine Powers.

"Stop, you evil creature!"

The few Divine Princes were all enraged.

Wang Wei's eyes turned red. The Wuji Sect had the larger number of dead elders. He steered his chariot with Yin Yang power in his eyes and a bright silver aura around his body, stepping through the galaxy and flashing towards Chen Fan with a silver spear in his hand, just like a knight.

Not only Wang Wei, the other Divine Princes also stepped in and attacked together. Yuan Yi from the Changshen Sect rushed forward and performed the "Blue Sky Soaring Slash" again! A hundred thousand Divine Soldiers sped forward like myriads of ants, covering the entire sky.

The sound of killing shook the sky, the armors clanged and the swords were as densely packed as a forest. Chen Fan was right at the center, surrounded by all of them.

"Haha!"

Chen Fan only clenched his fist gently with his thumb under the other fingers and threw a simple punch.

"Crack!"

A ray of azure light appeared, piercing through the universe. That ray was endless, as if it were a Divine Sword that pierced through space. It immediately broke through the formations and thousands of Golden Core cultivators. It flashed through the forest-like army in a blink, and more than ten thousand Golden Core Cultivators that stood in its way were killed by Chen Fan.

Then—

Chen Fan flipped his hand again and swayed his arm.

"Boom!"

The Divine Princes who were rushing forward were pushed back by Chen Fan at the same time.

All the Dharma Spells and Divine Powers—including the Blue Sky Soaring Slash—were all broken by Chen Fan's attack. They couldn't compete at all, as if they were only reflections in the mirror. The Grand Divine Prince of the Wuji Sect at the forefront was even crushed by Chen Fan, together with his chariot. Countless drops of golden blood were splashed in space like beautiful flowers.

If Chen Fan hadn't held back a bit, the green Planet Splitting Rhino would have been smashed into meat sauce by Chen Fan's hand. Even so, the beast still suffered a huge blow. Its entire body was injured; it had been knocked dozens of miles away as it whined in pain.

"Stth!"

All the cultivators of the large sects who witnessed the scene felt as if a basin of water had been poured over their heads; their hearts were as cold as ice!