Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 930 - 407: Shocking Upheaval (Part 3)
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A potent, ancient aura, incredibly old, suddenly burst forth from the shadows. Its power was in no way inferior to the young ancient demon currently locked in battle with Yun Weifeng, and in terms of its age and purity, it was even faintly superior.
"What?!" Every cultivator of the Human Race felt their expressions shift dramatically as the aura washed over them. All eyes turned towards its source.
Even the usually stoic Yun Weifeng’s countenance changed drastically. He yearned to break free and offer aid, but the young ancient demon let out a grim chuckle and held him fast. "Your opponent is me!"
The shadow rapidly coalesced into the phantom of a woman. She possessed a graceful figure, breathtaking beauty, and an unsettling demonic aura.
With a soft chuckle, she extended a jade hand, formed entirely from Demon Essence. A strike, light yet devastating, was unleashed.
Crack! Splat!
Before this jade hand, the old man's renowned purple-gold great bell Magical Treasure proved as fragile as paper. Its spiritual light vanished instantly, and with a mournful cry, it was sent hurtling away.
Subsequently, the old man’s Protective Spiritual Light, his inner armor, and even several hastily invoked life-saving talismans proved utterly useless against the jade hand. It pierced through them, layer by layer.
"Ah!" A scream of pure agony ripped through the battlefield.
With a gentle press of that jade hand, the old man's physical body disintegrated, turning into a mist of blood against the sky.
Only an inch-tall Nascent Soul, resembling the old man but radiating sheer terror, encased in its life force, let out a scream as it desperately tried to flee.
"Go!" The old man's Nascent Soul didn't hesitate. A spatial ripple enveloped it as it attempted to use its Nascent Soul teleportation ability to escape.
However, the eerie smile on the lips of the beautiful woman widened.
She parted her delicate lips slightly and exhaled softly. It was not a gust of wind, but an endless, ink-black, viscous gas that erupted from her mouth. It swirled everywhere, instantaneously engulfing and sealing the space around the old man's Nascent Soul, arriving both after and before it.
The old man's Nascent Soul, to its horror, discovered that the teleportation technique, usually as intuitive as moving a limb, was now completely non-functional.
The surrounding space had solidified, becoming as unyielding as diamond, rendering escape impossible.
"No! Save me!" The old man's Nascent Soul shrieked in terror, pleading for help.
It frantically thrashed against the constraints of the black gas, but its efforts were as futile as a fly caught in a spider’s web.
All the cultivators of the Human Race watched, stunned into silence by this sudden turn of events, their very souls shaken!
A Great Cultivator at the Late-stage Nascent Soul realm had been obliterated in an instant; not even his Nascent Soul could escape?!
Even Xu Ping’s heart pounded wildly. He repelled the red-scaled ancient demon with a single sword strike and prepared to use Dragon Ascent to intervene. The loss of any Late-stage Cultivator was a devastating blow the Outer Sea Human Race could ill afford!
Yet, the beautiful woman's methods far surpassed all expectations!
Within the dense black gas, a grating, "crack, crack" sound emanated, as if billions of tiny creatures were frantically gnawing at something.
"Ah——!" The old man's Nascent Soul's screams ceased abruptly; its aura vanished without a trace!
Devoured... devoured? Not only the Nascent Soul but even the Divine Soul was utterly annihilated!
"What!" At this precise moment, every Human Race cultivator witnessing this scene felt an icy chill course through their bodies, a profound coldness sweeping over them!
What kind of terrifying technique was this? A Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator couldn't even hold out for a single moment!
And what transpired next was even more heart-wrenching.
Among the remaining eight Late-stage Nascent Soul ancient demons on the battlefield, including the one currently being suppressed by Xu Ping’s Sword Array, they all simultaneously bared their teeth in the same bizarre grin and spat out in unison!
Eight clusters, slightly smaller in scale but identical in nature, emanating an aura that constricted space and annihilated all, burst forth, enveloping their respective adversaries.
Instantly, all the Late-stage Great Cultivators felt an overwhelming spatial pressure descend upon them, completely stripping and locking away their ability to perform Nascent Soul teleportation.
"Slash!" Xu Ping’s face contorted with extreme fear as he fully unleashed the power of his Sword Array, transforming boundless Sword Qi into a torrential downpour, surging towards the approaching black gas, desperately trying to tear it asunder.
However, an event occurred that sent a shiver down Xu Ping's spine. His ferocious Sword Qi, normally capable of severely wounding or even slaying Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, felt like mud sinking into the sea when it impacted the black gas. It merely caused a small ripple, utterly failing to dissipate or destroy it.
With a meticulous scan using his Divine Sense, Xu Ping's countenance immediately grew exceedingly grave.
What sort of nefarious black gas was this?
It was unmistakably a terrifying multitude of minuscule insects, uncountable as dust motes, completely black, possessing hideous mouthparts that glinted with a cold, metallic sheen.
His Sword Qi struck them, leaving behind little more than faint white impressions, insufficient to utterly annihilate them.
"What manner of alien vermin are these?!" Xu Ping exclaimed internally, profoundly shocked.
These insects not only exhibited horrifying resilience individually but could also consume spiritual light and seal space, rendering them the ultimate bane of cultivators!
The remaining Late-stage Cultivators also found themselves ensnared in arduous battles.
Their Flying Swords, Thunder Skills, Flames, Frosts... every one of their most potent Divine Techniques was unleashed upon the insect swarm, yielding minimal efficacy and failing to effectively eradicate these bizarre ebony insects.
The tide of battle immediately turned; the Human Race faction was plunged into an absolute disadvantage, compelled to depend solely on Magical Treasures and evasive movement techniques to desperately sustain themselves against dire peril!
At this critical juncture, the exquisite woman who had effortlessly annihilated a Late-stage Great Cultivator slowly pivoted her head.
Her captivating eyes instantly fixated upon Shan Tianyou, who was valiantly struggling to fend off the insect cloud with an antique mirror Magical Treasure!
A subtle curve graced her lips, as if she had discovered a newly intriguing quarry.
Her delicate jade finger gestured gently.
The immense, corrosive black insect cloud, acting with apparent sentience, altered its trajectory, coalescing into a destructive torrent that surged towards Shan Tianyou.
In its wake, even light itself seemed to be devoured.
"Not good!"
Shan Tianyou was instantly seized by terror, his face turning ghastly pale.
This woman, capable of dispatching a Late-stage peer in mere moments, was undoubtedly an embodiment of a Divinity Transformation realm being!
How could he possibly stand against such a foe?!
Furthermore, space was utterly sealed at this moment; escape was impossible.
The chilling shadow of imminent death instantly enveloped him.
Just as the situation reached its absolute precipice.
"Roar!"
A resonant dragon's roar, as if echoing from the primordial wilderness, erupted with sudden force, reverberating throughout the entire cosmos.
Xu Ping's eyes ignited with a sharp, lightning-like brilliance, his resolve to hold nothing back solidified.
The vitality and draconic might coursing through his body erupted like a volcanic surge, cascading forth, while vast reserves of mana were poured in wildly.
The three elements were forcibly merged in an unprecedented fashion at this very instant.