Cultivation Starts from Farming

Chapter 1124 - 471: Peerless Sword Dao, One Against Three (Part 2)

Immediately after.In the eyes full of terror among all the Divinity Transformation cultivators and countless mortals below, a cyan sword light, indescribably dazzling and majestic, seemed to slice down from beyond the Nine Heavens.

It was not merely light but resembled a cyan celestial river spanning the entire sky.

Where the sword light passed, the space was silently sliced open like fragile cloth, leaving behind a subtle, dark, deep, and enormous spatial rift.

Violent spatial turbulence roared forth without shaking the sword light in the slightest.

The target of this sword was not Ao Guang the Dragon King but... the Star Palace Saints and the Nine Nether Elder.

Its speed surpassed thought!

Its might made Divinity Transformation cultivators tremble!

"What?!"

"Not good!!"

The Star King, Moon God, Nine Nether Elder, these beings standing at the pinnacle of the human world, simultaneously had their expressions change drastically at the sight of this sword.

They could clearly feel the destructive energy contained within the sword light had already firmly stepped into the Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation threshold, even... exceeding it.

Contained within was a matchless sharpness that made their Divine Souls sting.

There was no time to ponder who was coming or make further responses.

Facing life and death, the three showed extraordinary coordination, or rather, an instinctive reaction to danger.

"All Heaven Stars, protect!"

The Star King roared as his aura perfectly fused with the Moon God’s, summoning the boundless starlight to form a solid, massive star shield in front, seemingly composed of countless tiny stars.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld, defend!"

The Nine Nether Elder shrieked, forsaking controlling the array to trap enemies, forcibly reclaiming most of the power of the Netherworld Ghost Array.

The power of the array transformed into a snarling, menacing ghost emperor Dharma Aspect, forged from the compressed and condensed spirits of countless vengeful ghosts, blocking in front.

Bang!

The cyan sword-light celestial river viciously crashed onto the star shield and ghost emperor Dharma Aspect.

An indescribable explosion erupted.

The sky seemed blasted open, creating a monstrous hole.

The destructive energy shockwave expanded spherically, pressing the battling sea below into a massive depression, vaporing numerous lower-level cultivators and sea beasts in the residual shock.

The star shield trembled violently, its stars flickering uncertainly, emitting a teeth-aching cracking sound.

The ghost emperor Dharma Aspect howled miserably, its form instantly becoming illusory and transparent.

They held for about a moment.

Crack! Boom!

The star shield and ghost emperor Dharma Aspect almost simultaneously shattered.

And the sword light dissipated along with them.

The three, despite their joint effort, barely resisted this sudden, earth-shaking sword.

The chaotic energy current slowly subsided.

In the gaze of all survivors, a figure in a cyan robe stepped out from the void where the sword light originated.

His form was upright, his face calm, without deliberately exuding pressure, yet standing there as if becoming the center of the entire world.

An aura of transcendent superiority, overlooking all living beings, naturally emerged.

His cultivation was indeed already Divinity Transformation.

"Xu Ping!"

The Star King’s pupils suddenly contracted, his voice filled with incredulous gravity.

The Nine Nether Elder’s shriveled face revealed an extremely displeased expression for the first time.

His ghost-fire-like eyes locked onto Xu Ping, full of suspicion and... a deeply hidden fright.

Xu Ping’s combat power after breaking through Divinity Transformation was far beyond their expectations.

Mere sword might required their triple effort to barely withstand.

Such strength, combined with the Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure, perhaps already represented a peak existence in the human realm.

Xu Ping calmly swept his gaze over the grave-faced Dual Saints and Nine Nether Elder, speaking lightly, yet his voice resonated across the battlefield:

"I have arrived!"

At this moment, above the sea, four figures stood distant, confronting each other.

The intangible collision of aura made the sea below more violent, with space slightly distorting.

The Dual Saints and Nine Nether Elder’s expressions were incredibly grave.

They hurriedly exchanged thoughts using Divine Sense.

The Star King’s tone was cold: "This one’s aura is deep and unfathomable, stronger than reported! Here in the outer sea, we are suppressed by the world’s rules, unable to exert our full power, can’t engage recklessly."

The Nine Nether Elder nodded: "The Star King’s words are true, but now Xu Ping has appeared, how could we let this go without effort?"

"At least probing his current depth, it’ll give us a foundation for future plans."

The three instantly reached a consensus.

Probe mainly, act opportunistically, if nothing can be achieved, retreat immediately!

"Xu Ping."

The Star King spoke first, his voice like ice colliding, carrying the authority of a Divinity Transformation Celestial Venerable, "You have repeatedly opposed my Star Palace, today let’s see how your newly advanced Divinity Transformation fares!"

Before the words settled, he acted first.

Pointing his fingers like a sword, pointed remotely at Xu Ping.

Boom!

The sky seemed ripped open, countless star beams imbued with destructive power shot towards Xu Ping like torrential rain.

Each beam was enough to easily annihilate a late-stage Nascent Soul!

The Moon God almost acted simultaneously, waving her gentle hand, a cold moonlight god beam, unprecedentedly reaching first, its light not hot but carried a sinister power freezing souls and eroding everything, silently enveloping Xu Ping.

The Nine Nether Elder blurred his form, turning into three indistinguishable ghostly silhouettes, lunging from different angles towards Xu Ping.

The ghost claws were sinister, targeting vital spots, even exhaling a formless Nine Nether Soul Devourer Curse, specifically attacking Divine Souls!

Three Divinity Transformations, simultaneously attacking.

Far away, Ao Guang the Dragon King witnessed, his dragon eyes glaring, demonic power surging, intending to assist.

At this moment, how could he quietly sit by?