Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1132 - 475: Slaying Three Divinity Transformations

"What?"

"His Divine Sense... how can it be so strong?"

The Dual Saints and the Nine Nether Elder exclaimed in disbelief and shock simultaneously.

They could clearly sense that the intensity of Xu Ping’s Divine Sense at this moment was not in the least inferior to that of a Mid-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator, and it faintly seemed even stronger.

This completely exceeded their understanding.

How could a cultivator who broke into Divinity Transformation just a few years ago possess such terrifying Divine Sense?

However, Xu Ping’s counterattack had just begun.

Just at the moment when the Dual Saints lost their focus due to the horrendous Divine Sense, a cold gleam exploded from Xu Ping’s eyes.

The terrifying Divine Sense comparable to a Mid-stage Divinity Transformation instantly condensed, transforming into two invisible, intangible—yet containing the ultimate destructive intent—God Slaying Needles.

"Go!"

With a single thought, the two God Slaying Needles seemed to traverse the barriers of time and space, ignoring the defense of the flesh, and went straight for the unguarded origin of the Dual Saints’ Divine Souls.

"Aah!"

"No!!"

Star King and Moon God simultaneously let out the most agonizing screams imaginable.

Due to the prolonged exertion of their ancient demonic forms, they were already greatly exhausted, their Divine Souls carrying a heavy burden. Now suddenly and unexpectedly hit by the God Slaying Needle, which specifically targeted the Divine Soul, how could they resist?

It felt as if a red-hot iron nail was brutally hammered into the deepest part of their Sea of Consciousness, instantly dealing severe damage to their Primordial Spirit.

The violent power brought by their demonic transformation went out of control, starting to frantically backfire within them.

Their vigor plummeted like an avalanche, the magic light in their eyes rapidly dimmed, revealing expressions of pain.

With their Divine Sense critically wounded and demonic arts backfiring, the Dual Saints were already at their weakest moment!

Xu Ping would not let this kill opportunity slip away.

His figure flashed like a ghost, as if space lost its meaning beneath his feet, instantly appearing before the fragile and excruciating Star King.

The Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure in his hand resonated with an exultant sword hum, intertwining verdant purple lightning and deathless wooden texture, forming an adjudicating blade of judgment.

No superfluous words, no ornate moves.

Only the simplest, most direct, most lethal strike.

"Slash!"

The sword light swept past!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Star King’s eyes widened, filled with unwillingness, fear, and the last greed for the Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure, but all of it was swiftly devoured by endless darkness.

His demonic-transformed body, along with the grievously injured Primordial Spirit within, was effortlessly split in two by this strike.

Not even leaving a final word, he was wholly obliterated, both body and soul extinguished.

A Divinity Transformation cultivator who had dominated the earthly pinnacle for thousands of years, the master of Star Palace, thus... fell.

At the very moment his form completely dissipated—

Boom!

An unimaginably vast torrent of worldwide fate, far exceeding that unleashed when Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable fell, like a flood breaking after being repressed for millennia, roared back to the world.

Within this magnificent torrent of fate, the most pure and central essence was greedily drawn and absorbed by the Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure in Xu Ping’s hand like a whale gulping water.

"Buzz!"

The Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure emitted a hum of delight more jubilant and excited than ever before.

Its purely green blade shone brilliantly, the phantom of the Spirit Sword within seemed to come alive, gently vibrating.

The aura emanating from the sword blade, after absorbing the massive fate from Star King, visibly became even deeper, more reserved, and simultaneously more terrifying.

As if completing a crucial meal and growth, its foundation greatly increased.

Xu Ping stood with his sword, his garment billowing in the turbulent celestial wind caused by the return of fate.

His gaze, as cold as eternal ice, turned towards the remaining two targets on the battlefield, Moon God and Nine Nether Elder.

At this moment, he alone with his sword, locked onto the two remaining targets, commanding life and death like a descended god-king.

"Star King just died like that?"

The remaining Nine Nether Elder and Moon God were already ashen with fright.

This one truly defied human imagination.

His Divine Techniques being on par with a Mid-stage Divinity Transformation was one thing, but his Divine Sense actually reached Mid-stage Divinity Transformation as well?

This was indisputably the first in the mortal world.

"Run!"

Without any hesitation, not even a thought of resistance arose, Nine Nether Elder and Moon God almost simultaneously chose the most instinctive action: to escape for their lives.

They were well aware.

Faced with Xu Ping whose Divine Sense, Divine Techniques, and Magical Treasure comprehensively crushed them, and who was recognized as the strongest on earth, staying to fight was a certain path to death.

Nine Nether Elder was the most decisive.

He stamped his foot sharply, and ghostly energy erupted all around him, disregarding the cost, directly triggering the self-destruction of the Underworld Array previously laid in secret for trapping and isolating the enemy.

Rumble!!

Several eerie Arrays simultaneously self-destructed, and the violent ghost energy along with the chaotic spatial currents surged instantly, trying to hinder Xu Ping’s pursuit and win some time for his own escape.

"Hmph!"

However, Xu Ping’s eyes were cold, having prepared for this.

At the instant the light of the Array’s self-destruction flared up, his figure already moved.

"Dragon Technique!"

With a low growl, his vital energy and blood erupted like a volcano, and a golden dragon shadow faintly emerged behind him.

Together with his reborn golden body and its exceedingly robust physique, he did not dodge or evade, charging like a true dragon against the tide into the ruinous energy currents generated by the self-destruction.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Countless impacts of ghostly energy and spatial fragments struck his pale golden body, only able to produce ripples, not even slowing his pace much.