Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 978 727: The Overbearing Death Witch, Half-Immortal Artifact (2)
Previously on Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone...
A new cultivator emerged, clad in cyan battle armor, radiating a grand and imposing aura. Though unarmed, gloves adorned his palms as he delivered a merciless strike.
Another cultivator appeared, a circular wheel held within his palm. This wheel spun and transformed, with the Qi of life and death flowing between existence and extinction, seemingly capable of controlling the very breath of all beings at any moment.
Yet another cultivator manifested, a portal shimmering into existence behind him. The portal flickered and shifted, revealing endless Qi of chaos within, and the power of time flowed, appearing capable of obliterating the ages of all beings.
A different cultivator materialized, wielding a blood-colored treasure sword. Within the sword's light, an endless killing intent resided, as if it were born for slaughter, born for destruction.
"Slay her! This individual is far too arrogant. Killing her is the only way to assuage our fury!"
"Yes, kill her! How can we possibly fear her!"
"Let us all attack together!"
"Immense opportunities and fortunes lie within! How can we permit her to claim them all alone!"
"We do not fear battle! This bloody fight will be our testament!"
Within the flickering void, cultivator after cultivator appeared, their auras escalating, their domineering power surging, Tribulation Qi vast and boundless. Dao patterns shifted in the void, and the power of magical treasures spanned the expanse, tearing everything asunder, obliterating all.
Over thirty Tribulation Crossing cultivators emerged, each unleashing their unique techniques, commencing the siege upon the Death Witch.
The circumstances were exceedingly dire for her.
However, upon witnessing this, Shi Yan displayed utter indifference, as if observing a herd of pigs and dogs.
"You are far too weak. Do you truly believe that greater numbers equate to victory? If sheer numbers guaranteed triumph, why would the path of cultivation even exist?" Shi Yan stated coldly. "Today, I shall reveal my true might. Death Sky Curtain, Life Deprivation..."
At this critical juncture, the Death Witch ceased withholding her cultivation, unleashing it in its entirety.
Her aura surged, and her magical power erupted, far surpassing the Ninth Layer of Tribulation Crossing and reaching the Immortal realm.
Under normal circumstances, if one's Immortal realm cultivation were to be directly exposed in the outside world, it would be detected by the Ascension force of the Immortal Realm, prompting an immediate ascent.
Yet, within this secret realm, a mysterious sensing array was present, effectively blocking and concealing the external Ascension force. This allowed for the unrestrained unleashing of cultivation, enabling the full display of combat power.
Her aura grew increasingly dominant as the Death Witch unleashed her fury.
With a single punch, the void fractured, sending a cyan-clad cultivator hurtling through the air.
The cyan cultivator's form flickered, unleashing potent cultivation. Infinite tides converged within the void, bolstering his power. The cyan treasure sword in his grasp then thrust forward.
Under Shi Yan's icy smirk, a punch met the cyan treasure sword, shattering it inch by inch. The cyan cultivator himself was struck, his body disintegrating like glass, turning to ashes that scattered into the void.
He was obliterated with a single blow.
"Kill!"
The other cultivators activated their secret techniques, launching a coordinated assault.
Yet, Shi Yan's movements were fluid, the void contorting around him. Like a fish navigating water, he evaded the killing blows.
Then, another punch was delivered, striking a cultivator. The armor encasing him shuddered like fish scales, dissipating the majority of the force. Only a minuscule amount of power impacted his body, yet blood spurted forth instantaneously.
Shi Yan's steps shifted, and another punch followed, a reinforcing blow.
This time, the battle armor shattered, flesh gave way, and the primordial spirit disintegrated, perishing on the spot.
Another Tribulation Crossing cultivator met his end right there.
Shi Yan's movements weaved, resembling a supreme war god in motion, ferociously slaughtering. He reveled in the fierce combat, and wherever he passed, death followed. Foes could withstand one punch, but never a second. Under such relentless assaults, a significant number of cultivators rapidly fell.
The remaining cultivators were seized by terror, scattering in all directions.
The once fragile alliance, already fraught with internal discord, abruptly collapsed.
Shi Yan let out a sneer, continuing his pursuit, commencing the hunt.
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From a distance, Lu Xuanji observed Shi Yan's dominant display of combat prowess, a sense of profound awe stirring within his heart.
He had deliberately refrained from joining the siege, content to observe from afar.
Upon witnessing the final outcome, he heaved an internal sigh and withdrew.
If victory was unattainable, was evasion not a viable option?
This particular palace had been claimed by the Death Witch, so he resolved to seek out another location.
The Purple Mansion Secret Realm was vast; this palace represented merely a secluded corner of it, hardly worth expending excessive time.
Activating [Baidu Map], he began searching for various points of interest within, pinpointing specific locations before setting his course towards the northwest quadrant.
A thick fog enveloped the surroundings, making everything difficult to see, but guided by the Baidu Map, there were no impediments whatsoever. With swift progress, the destination of an island was reached. His feet touched the ground, and he observed the stones scattered about, bending down to retrieve one. This particular stone displayed a crimson hue with patterns resembling blood, emanating a subtle dragon energy—a Dragon Blood Stone. Continuing onward a short distance, he discovered a stone the size of a washbasin. This one bore patterns like leaves, imbued with the essence of the Great Dao—a Celestial Destiny Stone. Further ahead, a heap of dark gold sand lay on the ground, shimmering with a vibrant, captivating glow, identified as Star River Sand. Proceeding towards the northwest, he found pieces of wood that appeared ordinary but possessed immense weight when magical power was channeled through them—Infinite Wood. After a few more steps, a black stone came into view, within which flickered the Power of the Stars—a Star Core. Having explored the area, a multitude of divine materials were discovered. If these materials were to be found outside this place, they would be enough to incite madness in countless cultivators. The sheer abundance of these divine materials, their exceptional quality, the comprehensive variety, and even some whose exact nature remained a mystery, only offering a general idea of their utility, were astonishing. "So many divine materials, and such a complete selection... they are perfect for enhancing the grade of the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure!" Lu Xuanji mused. His divine sense activated, and the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure emerged. However, the treasure no longer radiated light; instead, it was marred by cracks and visible signs of damage. Numerous sections were severely compromised, with array patterns shattered and runes fractured, rendering it seemingly incapable of withstanding a battle. Gazing at the damaged supreme treasure, Lu Xuanji took a deep breath, channeled his magical power, and commenced the formation of arrays. Countless runes materialized, distorting the void and establishing a concealing array to mask the aura of the location. Finding this insufficient, he erected a defensive array around it. Subsequently, he channeled his magical power, which underwent a transformation, turning into the Creation True Flame. The Creation Flame ignited, and the Dragon Blood Stone, Celestial Destiny Stone, Star River Sand, Infinite Wood, Star Core, and other precious divine materials were refined one by one. They liquificated and began to seep into the treasure, mending the damaged Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure. The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure pulsed, absorbing these liquids, and in turn, generated new array runes and Dao patterns. The runes evolved, and the fractured areas were gradually restored to their former state. Yet, it was still not enough. The process of melting and infusing continued, along with further material refinement. The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure flickered, its treasure light shifting, fading and brightening in an elusive display. Its aura fluctuated, sometimes strong, sometimes dim, and amidst these fluctuations, the treasure's grade steadily ascended. If the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure had initially been at the early ninth grade, it now progressed to the mid-ninth grade, then the late ninth grade, and by degrees, it was transforming, aiming for the pinnacle of the ninth grade and moving towards the classification of an Immortal Artifact. However, its advancement stalled at this juncture. It appeared to have hit a bottleneck, making further elevation difficult. It seemed something crucial was missing, leaving it stuck in the realm of a half-Immortal Artifact.