Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1026 - 438: Matching Divinity Transformation in Strength; Peerless Sword Dao_3

A relentless downpour of swords, seemingly guided by an unseen force, converged with astonishing purpose, transforming into a singular, powerful stream as if ten thousand blades flowed as one.

Every shard of sword light, every ounce of Sword Intent, and all the Mana seamlessly merged, intensifying their power.

The brilliance of the swordsmanship lessened, yet its potency surged, reaching the true pinnacle of Divinity Transformation.

Boom!

Azure-gold sword energy violently clashed against the foul demon finger suspended in mid-air.

Instead of any foreseen stalemate, the illuminating sword light decisively sliced the Soul-Eroding Demon Finger in two.

The tormented souls trapped within the demonic digit let out mournful cries as they were obliterated, and the ancient demonic essence dissolved as swiftly as snow under a warm sun.

Although the sword energy dimmed and reduced by over half its original form, it ultimately neutralized more than eighty percent of the demon finger's might.

The remaining twenty percent of the demon finger's destructive force remained terrifying, crashing with immense power against the protective barrier erected by Xu Ping's ten puppets.

Thud!

A resonant sound, akin to a colossal bell being struck, reverberated across the entirety of the land.

The luminous shield generated by the Puppet Array quivered violently, its stability flickering precariously, while the ten puppets emitted a strained hum, indicating they were pushed to their limits.

A surge of blood and Qi rose within Xu Ping, a sharp sweetness touching his throat, yet he forcefully suppressed the sensation.

As the light receded, the array held firm. Xu Ping remained within, his complexion slightly pale but entirely unharmed.

Silence!

A profound, deathly quiet descended!

The entirety of the once raging and tumultuous battlefield seemed to freeze in time.

Be it the cultivators of the Star Palace, the ancient demons, the Demon Race, or the contingent from the Outer Sea Alliance, every single observer of this astounding event now stared with widened eyes and parted lips, their minds utterly stunned into a state of complete paralysis.

A mere Nascent Soul Cultivator not only possessed two ultimate treasures.

He himself, was capable of unleashing a sword strike at the Divinity Transformation level?

How could such a feat be possible?

"This child's Sword Dao..."

The Moon God's voice, chillingly clear, carried a subtle tremor she herself hadn't anticipated, "Isn't it excessively potent? Was the profound conception behind that sword strike just now the legendary manifestation of Sword Intent?"

"No!"

The Star King's voice, emanating from within a vibrant shroud of starlight, also chimed in, bearing an unprecedented weight of solemnity, "It has not yet fully coalesced, but it has undeniably surpassed the zenith of 'Sword Rainbow Splitting Light,' brushing against the very threshold of 'Momentum'."

"Even this mere brush with its edge, combined with the mastery of Sword Dao he displayed, and further amplified by his Natal Treasure, the Divine Wood Sword, grants him an attack power that is virtually peerless in the mortal realm, capable of challenging true Divinity Transformation Cultivators."

"Should he achieve Divinity Transformation and fully grasp the essence of Sword Intent, he would undoubtedly become an invincible force throughout the entire human realm."

"Attack!"

Even as everyone remained immersed in profound shock, Xu Ping did not hesitate.

He understood intuitively that opportunities on the battlefield were ephemeral and fleeting.

With a sharp, cold cry, wielding the Canghua Divine Wood Sword, his body moved in unison with the blade, transforming into a bolt of azure-gold lightning that tore through the heavens, actively advancing to engage the Hehuan Old Demon, whose aura was noticeably unstable from the backlash of his Secret Technique.

The sword light once more dispersed into a gentle, misty rain, yet each individual

Should the Hehuan Old Demon perish today, their ambition to conquer the Outer Sea would not only be dashed but their dominion over the Inner Sea, maintained through the Star Palace, would face a grave peril from these two enigmatic powerhouses joining forces with Ao Guang the Dragon King.

Such a turn of events was simply unacceptable.

"Begone!"

The Star King bellowed in fury, unleashing the All Heaven Stars Diagram. Billions of stellar shadows cascaded down, momentarily repelling the relentless assault by Ao Guang the Dragon King.

The Moon God extended a hand, conjuring a moon wheel as frigid as the Nine Heavens Profound Ice. Pulsating with an aura that seemed to freeze time and space, it sliced towards the encircling forces pressuring the Hehuan Old Demon, an attempt to extricate him.

Xu Ping and the Nine Nether Elder exchanged a knowing glance, a silent understanding passing between them regarding the formidable power wielded by the Saints of the Star Palace.

Their primary objective had been met: the Hehuan Old Demon was severely wounded, and the momentum of the battle had shifted. Engaging in a fight to the bitter end against the Dual Saints at this juncture was not necessarily their aim.

"Retreat!"

Xu Ping retracted his sword's radiant light, and the Puppet Array ceased its defensive posture.

The Nine Nether Elder brandished his spectral claw, conjuring an immense ghostly miasma, and began his withdrawal alongside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Ao Guang the Dragon King, wise enough to know the folly of pursuing a foe that fights with desperation, especially when the Star Palace Saints remained unharmed, swept his dragon tail. A colossal wave of Water Element power surged forth, fortifying their defensive formation.

The Star King and the Moon God swiftly rejoined their allies, shielding the Hehuan Old Demon, whose Qi was visibly depleted and chaotic.

The Star King’s profound gaze, sharp and frigid like a distant star, fixed intently upon Xu Ping, who held the Canghua Divine Wood Sword. It then shifted to the spectral figure of the Nine Nether Elder, before finally settling upon Ao Guang the Dragon King.

"Withdraw!"

Without uttering another word, the Star King's icy command echoed across the battlefield, reaching both the Star Palace and the Ancient Demon coalition.

Instantly, the remaining Star Palace Cultivators felt a surge of relief, hastily activating their Escape Lights to rapidly retreat towards the Inner Sea.

The still-unrevealed Hongyi also withdrew with the Star Palace forces.

He still had a part to play within the Star Palace and saw no immediate need to switch allegiance.

The ancient demons, spurred by the pained roars of the Hehuan Old Demon, retreated like an ebbing tide into the pale, ethereal Ancient Demon Hall suspended in the air. With a slight tremor, the hall ripped through the void, vanishing from sight.

Xu Ping, the Nine Nether Elder, Ao Guang the Dragon King, and the entirety of the Outer Sea Alliance watched impassively as their adversaries retreated, making no move to pursue.

It was a collective understanding: within the Outer Sea, the unique rules of heaven and earth granted them a distinct advantage.

However, should they venture beyond this domain and lose the suppression of these rules, the Star Palace Saints' power would be unleashed, unburdened. At that point, the alliance would find themselves outmatched against the formidable Dual Saints.