Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

Chapter 1135: Slashing Yin Hai

That voice appeared abruptly behind Divine General Yin Hai. The group of Nascent Soul Cultivators from other planets had their eyes peeled to look around, but had no idea where it came from.

“Who’s there?”

Divine General Yin Hai was startled and his bright silver armor released rays of concrete light. A powerful energy was manifested in a hundred feet radius with him as the center, making him feel extremely terrified. He looked calm when he entered the North Qiong Sect, but in fact, he was on high alert. After all, Chen Fan was known as the “top cultivator in the world.” Yin Hai had fought a hundred battles, so he wouldn’t lower his guard; he had covered a hundred mile radius with his Immortal Will.

Even a mosquito, a piece of grass and the change of a plume of Essence Qi in a hundred mile range wouldn’t escape his notice.

Yin Hai grabbed A’Xiu’s neck and kept Jiang Churan, Qi Xiu’er and Lu Yanxue alive to lure Chen Fan out with what he said. After all, Earth had live-broadcasts and was under surveillance; everything that was happening there had already been spread across the world. As long as Chen Fan was on Earth, Yin Hai believed that he would show up eventually.

But that voice was too terrifying.

It came from less than a hundred feet behind Yin Hai. It was like closely blowing air to his neck when it came to a battle between Nascent Soul Cultivators. So, who wouldn’t be frightened of this? Yin Hai quickly turned around and saw a black-haired young man in a black outfit, standing less than a hundred feet away from him. He stood indifferently with hands behind his back.

“Master!” Qi Xiu’er and A’Xiu yelled.

“Chen Fan.”

Jiang Churan and Lu Yanwu were also surprised.

“Divine Lord Chen! Sect Master, you’re finally back!”

The disciples of the North Qiong Sect and Azure Dragon even looked joyful and thrilled. The audience watching the live-broadcast all over Earth were all shocked at the same time.

Chen Fan was back. The North Qiong Sect would be saved. Even Heavenly Lord Anpo and the Ancestral Patriarch of the Zhang family widened their eyes. A person’s reputation was important. Chen Fan had subdued Planet Tianhuang and defeated Mount Emperor while being at the Golden Core Level, becoming the top Overlord in the Abandoned Planet Region. So, even the two of them were scared of such a being, who was so close to a true Divine Lord.

“You’re Chen Beixuan?” Yin Hai narrowed his eyes and sized Chen Fan up. He suddenly chuckled and said, “I was just thinking about how courageous you were since you dared to show up in front of me, but this is in fact just a clone of your Divine Soul. Why? Is the real you afraid of dying? Are you hiding in some rat hole and worrying that I’d drag you out?”

A Divine Soul clone?

Everyone felt dumbfounded. A’Xiu and the others carefully looked at Chen Fan and found him truly odd. He was enveloped in a light golden aura and his feet were above the ground. His body seemed like an illusion. There was some golden light shooting out of his forehead and belly button, as if there were eyes on them. He indeed didn’t look like a real person.

“It really is a clone of his Divine Soul. Chen Beixuan is such a coward.”

Divine Prince Yi Qian, who was seeing this from the battleship in space, shook his head with a smile.

The elders around him laughed and said with a mocking tone, “He’s indeed a cultivator from a barren planet. His sect doesn’t even come close to our most basic sects. Everyone would fight until the end if someone attacked the Wuji Sect, including our Sect Master and the bottom disciples. Regardless if we could win, such an attitude can’t be lost. Otherwise, how can the Wuji Sect stand on top of the Star Ocean like God?”

“It’s just a clone?”

The hearts of everyone on Earth also sank at the same time.

Even the most ignorant people knew there was a huge difference between a clone and the real him.

No matter how powerful the clone was, it would have less than 80% of the real body’s power; possibly not even 50%. Normal Divine Sea Cultivators could form a clone, but they couldn’t hold it for long. Their “Immortal Will Clones” weren’t quite useful when they reached the Connate or Golden Core level, although they were able to last longer. They used the power of their own bodies in a real battle. Clones were too fragile and they wouldn’t even be able to withstand the attacks from cultivators of the same level, so nobody would waste their time to practice a Clone Dharma Spell.

“We’re doomed. Divine Lord Chen may not be much more powerful than Divine General Yin Hai and only his clone is here. Are we going to lose?” someone whispered.

All the Nascent Soul Cultivators from other planets and those who traveled with Yin Hai—including the Ancestral Patriarch of the Zhang family, Heavenly Lord Qingtian and Ancestral Patriarch Anpo—showed a hint of relief on their faces.

In comparison.

Those of the North Qiong Sect immediately became serious again; Jiang Churan even had her heart in her mouth.

Chen Fan, or the clone of Chen Fan’s Nine Orifices Divine Infant, said, “I’ve been in seclusion for quite a while. Then I suddenly felt that the sword intent I had left in the bronze sword dissipated. That’s why I sent my clone here to check things out. I can’t believe you would get here so soon. How courageous of you, to come to the North Qiong Sect, kill my servant and hurt my disciples.”

He raised his fair hand and scratched gently in the air.

“Roar!”

Two faint black shadows of Mu Xiao and the Soul Eating Beast instantly appeared next to Chen Fan like plumes of smoke. Those two monsters might have been killed by Yin Hai, but their Divine Souls and bodies had already been connected to the Six Sacred Fiend World and were strengthened by the power of the six Ancestor Fiends, similar to Chen Fan’s clone. Even if they were killed, Chen Fan had the ability to collect their souls and rebuild their bodies for them, as long as they hadn’t been dead for too long. However, restoring their power would take some time.

“Haha!” Divine General Yin Hai only watched Chen Fan without the urge to stop him.

“Form!”

Chen Fan pointed his finger and formed a talisman. His entire body was made with pure Immortal Will right then. The Nine Orifices Divine Infant was another way of forming a Nascent Soul. Normal Nascent cultivators gathered the three types of energy to do so, but the Nine Orifices Divine Infant relied only on Immortal Will, so it had no Dharma Power at all and couldn’t use any Divine Powers. And yet, its Soul Energy was beyond everyone’s imagination; the Soul Dharma Spells it performed had much more powerful effects.

“Whoosh!”

There was a wave of noise in the sky.

The Nascent Souls of the North Qiong Sect’s disciples, including those of the cultivators who had surrendered on the top of Yun Wu Mountain converged in the sky, flying towards Chen Fan. He gently placed them in a shiny, crystal clear jade tablet.

Those people weren’t Chen Fan’s clones and he had never left an imprint on them, so he was unable to rebuild their bodies for them. Only Soul Formation Grand Cultivators could perform such a Divine Power. And yet, it was a piece of cake for Chen Fan to send them to reincarnation. His Divine Power could even recreate a six-path reincarnation. That way, the people who reincarnated would be limited to China or on Earth, instead of scattering all over the universe.

“What a Soul-Summoning Dharma Spell,” Yin Hai exclaimed, but he still looked the same and was still grabbing A’Xiu’s neck. “Chen Beixuan, why are you gathering their bodies and Divine Souls? I can kill them ten times, a hundred times more if I want, until the cores of their Divine Souls shatter completely.

“Besides, your favorite disciple is still in my grasp. I can crush her Divine Soul and body to pieces in front of you, but there’s nothing you can do!”

He ended with a smile.

Everyone who heard him was shocked by his malicious and indifferent nature.

“Really?”

Chen Fan chuckled and a glint of golden light flashed deep in his eyes.

The next second, Divine General Yin Hai immediately moved three feet back with a startled look, but it was too late.

“Swish!”

An unimaginable golden light ray, which went beyond everyone’s vision and mind, flashed in the sky like a shooting star. It gently passed through Yin Hai’s left hand and severed it, thus releasing A’Xiu.

“Crack!”

The nine Heavenly Swords, thousands of flying swords, Golden Core Dharma Spells and Nascent Soul Overlords... None of them had been able to move Divine General Yin Hai’s body a bit; but then his left silver arm had been directly sliced off. The edge of the remaining stump was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by an unimaginably sharp knife.

Everyone who saw this was dumbfounded.

Even Divine Prince Yi Qian in space; he gasped while the elders next to him yelled.

“Divine General Yin Hai has cultivated the Star Gold Body, one of the top three Body Tempering Arts of our sect. He left his body drift in the galaxy and bathed it with endless power of the planets, spending nine thousand years to finally complete it. This body made him fearless when facing Heavenly Treasures, and is supposed to be able to break all kinds of cultivation arts. What Divine Weapon did Chen Beixuan use to destroy it so easily?”

Their surprise made sense.

Divine General Yin Hai was a dominator in the universe; he had never lost when he fought with Overlords of different planet regions, mostly because of his Body Tempering Divine Power. How could his arm be cut off in just a second?

“It seems to be a Divine Power, not a Divine Weapon,” Divine Prince Yi Qian frowned and said.

Divine General Yin Hai watched with a gloomy expression as Chen Fan pulled A’Xiu in his arms; he shot silver light from his eyes, creating countless holes in the sky as he said with a creepy look, “How dare you destroy my body!”

He was enraged.

He was indeed powerful after completing the Star Gold Body, but the body was difficult to repair when it was broken. Chen Fan’s slash had wasted at least three centuries of his cultivation, or even more. “Chen Beixuan, you’ve completely angered me. I’ll crush all your disciples and the entire North Qiong Sect. I’ll even catch your Divine Soul clone, then put it in a lamp and burn it with Fiend Fire for ten thousand years to vent my anger...” Yin Hai said as the silver aura around his body became brighter and brighter with each word. In the end, a silver ring that shone over the world was formed, covering a thousand feet radius. The entire area seemed to have turned into a sea of silver glitter and countless starry Dharma Laws were everywhere.

That was a “Divine Domain.”

When a Nascent Soul Cultivator cultivated to the highest level, he could integrate the Dharma Laws into a domain and place a piece of land under his control. He would be like an Entity in this domain, and was only a fine line away from creating a world. Some terrifying energy rose from his body and fell in a hundred mile radius, stressing everyone’s hearts and frightening even the Nascent Soul Cultivators.

“Divine Lord, look out!” Master Ling Yun yelled anxiously. Normal peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators wouldn’t have a similar domain.

Chen Fan only smiled; a glint of golden light flashed in his eyes again.

The next second—

A golden halberd made with dragon patterns was immediately shot from the third eye on Chen Fan’s forehead with a hint of energy. It ignored the few thousand feet of distance and arrived in front of Yin Hai in a blink, slashing the sky and splitting Yin Hai’s body in half, right from the middle.

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