Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1008 - 432: Duel Against the Dual Saints (Part 3)

The confrontation was incredibly intense, with the two mutated water beasts displaying an utter lack of fear towards death, presenting a significant hurdle for the trio. One of the Star Palace Elders even sustained minor wounds during the struggle.

After expending considerable effort and deploying a seldom-used Breaking Charm, Xuanmo True Monarch and his companions finally managed to breach an ancient restriction, concealed beneath layers of thick, demonic moss at the cavern's deepest point.

The instant the barrier fractured, an exceptionally pure and potent Spiritual Qi, imbued with the quintessence of the Five Elements, surged outwards.

Beyond the broken restriction lay a diminutive, natural stone grotto.

At the core of this grotto rested a small basin filled with an unusual, multi-hued mud that pulsed with a faint, five-colored luminescence, flowing with a semblance of life—this was none other than the fabled Five Elements Divine Mud.

"Hahaha, it is indeed the Five Elements Divine Mud! The heavens are truly on my side!"

Xuanmo True Monarch's eyes blazed with triumphant exhilaration, and the two Star Palace Elders mirrored his evident delight.

However, precisely as their focus was wholly captivated by the discovery, at their moment of utmost relaxation—

An abrupt and unexpected turn of events unfolded!

"Move!"

The Nine Nether Elder's raspy command, like an echo from the abyss, resonated within Xu Ping and Hongyi's minds.

A chilling glint flashed in Xu Ping's eyes as the Soul-Breaking Needle, held ready for this contingency, transformed into two shadowy streaks that nearly vanished into the surrounding emptiness.

Propelled by a speed that defied the senses, it traversed the intervening space in an instant, striking with pinpoint accuracy into the foreheads of the two late-stage Star Palace Elders.

"Uh ah!"

Two piercing, sudden cries erupted almost simultaneously.

The bodies of the Star Palace Elders convulsed violently, their expressions of smug satisfaction instantly replaced by agony and bewilderment. Their Protective Spiritual Light dissipated like sea foam, and their gazes rapidly lost their vitality.

The Soul-Breaking Needle specifically targets the Divine Soul. With Xu Ping's current potent Divine Sense driving it, even a cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage would struggle to fend it off, particularly when caught unaware.

Their Divine Souls suffered immediate, catastrophic damage, leaving them with virtually no capacity to resist, standing rigidly like automatons.

"Who is it?"

Xuanmo True Monarch reacted with remarkable swiftness. The moment the Soul-Breaking Needle materialized, his mind had issued a warning, prompting him to recoil in alarm. His demonic aura erupted, and he instantly conjured several defensive demonic artifacts.

Yet, even as he retreated, Hongyi materialized like an apparition.

He held a nondescript, gray Stone Seal, which rapidly expanded under the infusion of mana, radiating successive waves of gray light.

"Suppress!"

Hongyi uttered a low incantation, and the enveloping gray light descended upon the two Star Palace Elders, their Divine Souls grievously wounded, functioning as an inescapable prison.

The very fabric of space appeared to solidify, and the two individuals, along with the faint residual mana fluctuations around them, were instantly incapacitated and sealed, rendered immobile.

Xu Ping acted with even greater celerity.

As Hongyi initiated the suppression, Xu Ping's form blurred like lightning, already closing the distance. His fingers formed into a blade.

Two intensely focused streams of Sword Qi erupted, effortlessly slicing through their hearts as if through soft tofu, obliterating the life force within their physical bodies.

Then, with a casual gesture, two bewildered Nascent Souls, having just escaped their corporeal forms, were ensnared by an unseen force and sealed within a specially prepared jade receptacle.

The entire operation was executed with the swiftness and precision of a soaring rabbit and a descending falcon; the two late-stage Star Palace Great Cultivators never even glimpsed their assailant's face before their bodies were annihilated and their Nascent Souls captured.

"Xu Ping, it's you!"

Xuanmo True Monarch finally recognized his opponent clearly.

Upon seeing Xu Ping's composed yet icily murderous countenance, coupled with the presence of the Nine Nether Elder standing as still as a withered tree, his heart plummeted to his stomach, a profound chill spreading through him!

He simply could not fathom how Xu Ping's strength had reached such terrifying levels.

That Spiritual Sense Attack—even cultivators at the late stage were powerless to resist it?!

Without a moment's hesitation, Xuanmo True Monarch's body erupted in a surge of blood-red light. He unexpectedly ignited his life essence, performing the arduous Blood Escape Secret Skill. Transforming into a streak of blood, he frantically bolted towards the cave's exit.

He understood that facing Xu Ping, who could dispatch two peers in mere moments, and the inscrutable Nine Nether Elder, victory was an impossibility.

"Attempting to flee?"

The Nine Nether Elder, who had remained motionless, finally raised his eyelids.

Without altering his stance, he merely extended a hand in the direction of Xuanmo True Monarch's escape, seemingly grasping in a casual manner.

Buzz!

The immediate surroundings, for a radius of a hundred feet, transformed as if into a dense swamp.

Countless wisps of fine, gray, silk-like rays materialized from the void, intricately weaving themselves into an unseen, colossal net that firmly ensnared the fleeing bloodline.

Xuanmo True Monarch watched in dawning horror as the speed he attempted to gain by burning his essence blood became utterly useless against this gray web. He was like an insect trapped in solidified amber, completely immobile.

His surrounding mana, Demon Essence, and even his Divine Sense were all under intense suppression by a power that felt profoundly higher and vaster than his own.

"This is... the manipulation of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi?!" Xuanmo True Monarch exclaimed, his eyesWide with shock and a deep sense of despair.

There was no doubt this was a technique belonging to the Divinity Transformation realm.

How could someone still at the Nascent Soul level possibly possess such a formidable method?

However, the Nine Nether Elder seemed disinclined to offer any explanation.

With a single step forward, he materialized directly before the immobilized Xuanmo True Monarch. It was as though the very distance had collapsed, and with his withered hand, he lightly touched the monarch's Celestial Spirit.

"Confine."

Uttered in two frigid words by the Nine Nether Elder, the command preceded Xuanmo True Monarch's attempt at self-destructing his Nascent Soul. An overwhelming and irresistible Divine Sense immediately bound him.

Following this, his consciousness rapidly descended into an impenetrable darkness.

The Nine Nether Elder did not spare even a fleeting glance at the fate of this ancient demon who had for so long roamed the outer seas.

With an indifferent wave of his withered hand, he guided the lifeless body, along with the sealed Nascent Soul, to gently float towards Xu Ping.

"Thank you, Senior."

Xu Ping clasped his hands in a gesture of profound gratitude, his apprehension towards the Nine Nether Elder's terrifying abilities solidifying.

Such flawless command over Divine Sense and mana far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.

Even against formidable Nascent Soul cultivators, his strength was demonstrably overwhelming.

Yet, the shared predicament offered Xu Ping a sliver of reassurance.

"Hmm."

The Nine Nether Elder responded with a slight nod, offering no further comment. It was as if he had merely completed a task of utmost insignificance.