Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1153 494: Consecutive Slaying of Divinity Transformation (Part 2)

"Indeed, we still don't believe that his strength alone can compare to the combined foundation of us seven," the other Divinity Transformation cultivators agreed.

This was the most foolish but seemingly the most prudent method at the moment.

Xu Ping instantly discerned the intentions of the seven.

Their offensive slightly slowed down, but it became more meticulous, like a web intending to ensnare him tightly and exhaust his Mana and Divine Sense.

However, instead of showing concern at the corners of his mouth, Xu Ping's lips curled into a cold and ruthless smile.

This was the moment he had been waiting for.

Confronting a united divine technique attack, Xu Ping didn't choose to clash directly with the Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure nor did he completely evade.

The blood and energy of his Nirvana Golden Body explosively surged around him, a layer of pale golden immortal Dao Rhyme forming a solid barrier on his body surface, while his steps subtly moved with exquisite mystery—

"Boom!"

He forcefully endured a portion of the attack's residual force with his formidable physique and recovery ability.

Leveraging his position, like a specter, he swiftly flickered and instantly closed the distance with a Divinity Transformation cultivator on the flank who was adept with toxic sand but whose aura was slightly weaker.

"Not good, his target is me!"

The Toxic Sand Divinity Transformation cultivator's expression changed drastically, retreating frantically, while deploying his life-bound toxic sand magical treasure to shield himself.

But, it was too late!

A sharp glint flashed in Xu Ping's eyes, and the God Slaying Needle he had been brewing for so long ignited again.

An invisible and intangible spike, yet condensed with Xu Ping's terrifying Divine Sense comparable to mid-stage Divinity Transformation, disregarded spatial distance and instantly pierced through the void, thrusting fiercely into the core of the toxic sand cultivator's Divine Soul.

"Ah!"

The Toxic Sand Divinity Transformation cultivator let out an extremely tragic scream, blood simultaneously flowing from his seven orifices, protective divine light instantly collapsing, and his Divine Soul felt like pierced by countless steel needles, consciousness nearly shattered.

And in that instant of lightning where his Divine Soul suffered heavy damage and defense opened up—

"Die!"

The Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure in Xu Ping's hand erupted with a startling sword chant once more.

A sword light, more refined and terrifying than before, like the scythe of a grim reaper, effortlessly tore through the hastily erected layers of defense by the toxic sand cultivator, piercing cleanly through his forehead.

After the sword light passed, the physical body broke apart, nascent soul wailing yet unable to flee before being completely obliterated by the Destruction Law contained within the Sword Intent.

The second Divinity Transformation cultivator had fallen.

Boom!

Another overwhelming Divinity Transformation fortune returned to the heavens and earth, and most of it was once again greedily absorbed by Xu Ping's palm-held Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure like a whale sucking water.

Buzzing!

Having absorbed the fortune of a second Divinity Transformation, the pure green sword body burst out in unprecedented radiant brilliance.

Within the sword body, it seemed as though chaos was being created, an ancient, majestic aura that towered over the laws of this world suddenly erupted.

The Sword Spirit transmitted a feeling of immense joy, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon.

In this battle, the Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure bathed in Divinity Transformation blood, devoured the fortune of Divinity Transformation, finally embracing transformation.

Although to achieve this blow, Xu Ping bore a portion of the attack, his chest was hit by a malicious force, leaving a deep, bone-exposing wound wrapped in corrosive energy.

Yet, gazing at the resplendent and power-surging Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure in his hand, Xu Ping felt it was all worth it.

Now, the Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure had ascended to the tier of Three Catastrophes Supreme Treasure.

One must know, Three Catastrophes Supreme Treasure.

This is at least something that mid-stage Divinity Transformation, if not late-stage Divinity Transformation, cultivators can grasp.

Yet now, he possessed it.

With a thought, Xu Ping sent the vast sea-like blood and energy within him fiercely into the wound, the entwined foreign injury forcefully dissipating, fleshy sprouts crazily growing at visible speed.

He even burned a tiny bit of longevity for faster recovery.

In just a breath, the menacing wound was more than half healed, not fully recovered yet but no longer impeding combat!

"What?"

"His recovery ability..."

"This child is indeed a monster!"

The remaining six Divinity Transformation cultivators were utterly astounded.

They watched with wide eyes as Xu Ping exchanged injury for life, slain another, and that horrifying wound healed almost instantly! It completely overturned their understanding of a cultivator's physical body.

But after the shock, there was even more profound madness and cruelty.

"His supreme treasure just transformed, not yet fully mastered, himself with unhealed injuries."

"This moment is the best opportunity to kill him."

The Celestial Secret Pavilion Master's eyes held only the utmost greed towards the Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure, "At all costs, kill him!"

Like gamblers who've lost all reason, the six men disregarded any array formation or secret techniques.

Each executed their hidden divine techniques and blood-burning forbidden arts, transforming into six destructive torrents, swarming at Xu Ping.

Swearing to seize this chance to utterly obliterate him!

However, facing these six lethal attacks enough to change the color of even mid-stage Divinity Transformation cultivators, Xu Ping's face showed no trace of panic.

"Now you decide to go all out? Too late."

Had it been earlier, they might have stood a sliver of a chance, but now it was merely a road to death.

Xu Ping clasped his Magic Technique.

The Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure erupted with infinite sword light, forming a spiritual curtain of sword light to obstruct their attacks.

Then, Xu Ping flicked his sleeve.

A dark and deep Ten Thousand Souls Banner unfurled in the wind, transforming instantly into a sky-covering, sun-blocking ghostly curtain.

The banner fluctuated, two figures defiantly emerged.

To the left, a graceful figure, cool as the moon, was indeed Duan Shuang.

To the right, a blurred form exuded the terrifying aura of an epic Divinity Transformation-level ghostly soul, silently roaring.

"Shuang'Er, ghost soul, entangle the one on the left using flying swords." Xu Ping's instructions were concise and clear.

"Yes, Xu Lang."

Duan Shuang and the ghost soul hesitated not a bit, their aura instantly bound together.

Yin cold air and ghostly spirit qi entwined, morphing into an unyielding cage, head-on confronting the Divinity Transformation cultivator commanding nine golden flying swords.

Though Duan Shuang had just broken into Divinity Transformation, her practical combat experience might be lacking, but her foundations were solid, Mana pure, aided further by a protective treasure bestowed by Xu Ping.

The ghost soul was naturally a spirit form, tricky to defend against.

One person, one soul combined their efforts to hold back an old hand Divinity Transformation cultivator, presenting no issue.

Once that was achieved...

Xu Ping's cold gaze, like the stare of death, swept across the remaining five Divinity Transformation cultivators caught somewhat off guard.

"Now, it's your turn."

Holding the recently transformed and more formidable than ever Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure, Xu Ping stepped forward, proactively charging at the five Divinity Transformations.

The battlefield situation flipped in an instant!

From a laborious stalemate of seven versus one, it shifted to a five versus one absolute advantage.

And on this side was someone wielding a freshly transformed, red-hot killing Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure.

Despair, like a cold serpent, for the first time truly coiled around the hearts of the Celestial Secret Pavilion Master and the remaining five Divinity Transformation cultivators.

"Watch out for his sword!"

"Form an array, quickly form an array to protect!"

The Celestial Secret Pavilion Master and the others changed their expressions dramatically.

From that pure green long sword, they sensed a death threat unlike any they'd ever experienced!

However, how could Xu Ping possibly afford them the chance to take a breath and regroup?

"Slash!"

He softly breathed, casually swung the Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure.

Without earth-shaking momentum, only an utterly pristine green sword light, like the primordial light breaking through chaos, silently swept across the void.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Three Divinity Transformation cultivators standing rather close by, their protective spirit light and defensive magical treasures, mere paper before that green sword light, instantly shattered.

All three spurted blood as they flew back, chest presenting deep bone-exposing wounds entwining strands of despairing sword intent, their aura plummeting immediately.

With just one sword stroke, nonchalantly, three seasoned Divinity Transformations suffered injuries.

They finally understood, the person before them was fundamentally beyond their ability to contend with.

"Escape!"

"We must escape!"

"Escape separately!"

The five, hearts pounding in terror, disregarding dignity or schemes, had but one thought left - to flee.

Forcibly suppressing their injuries, they burned blood, deployed their ultimate Escape Techniques, transforming into streaks of varying hues, frantically darting in different directions.

"Hmph."

With grim eyes, Xu Ping certainly wouldn't let them have their way.

The Profound Celestial Spiritual Treasure in his hand mobilized again, sword light dividing, akin to a peacock spreading its tail, instantly engulfing the two fleeing fastest.

Simultaneously, in his Sea of Consciousness, the God Slaying Needle surged free!