Cultivation System: Stronger with Age Chapter 1539 - 680: The Might of the Spirit Sword

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Previously on Cultivation System: Stronger with Age...
Bei Zhi is crushed to death by Ding Ye's Super Granite Giant after her failed attacks. A terrified Zhao Tianyue pleads with Lin Xuankong and Jin Ling for mercy, but Jin Ling declares both Zhao Tianyue and Bei Zhi useless and states he will kill Lin Xuankong and Ding Ye himself.

Rest in peace...Rest your old self!

Upon hearing Golden Ridge of the Six Paths Celestial Court say this,

Zhao Tianyue, the Sect Master of the Ancestral Soul Sect, felt numb from head to toe!

At this moment, he truly regretted, deeply regretted,

In his view, even if Lin Xuankong’s strength was inadequate, falling short of the Six Paths Celestial Court disciples, having spent days together, he could be certain that had he not betrayed Lin Xuankong, once faced with a deadly crisis, Lin Xuankong, Ding Ye, and others would surely come to his aid!

The moment this thought emerged in Zhao Tianyue’s mind, he suddenly felt a void in his True Qi within,

He hurriedly looked up, only to see the Golden Armored Giant that had always protected him within its phantom becoming exceedingly faint under the combined attacks of two Super Granite Giants!

In the next moment, with a crisp "Crack", the phantom of the originally several-meter-high Golden Armored Giant shattered due to the exhaustion of Zhao Tianyue’s True Qi!

At the same time,

The two Super Granite Giants swung their fists, each the size of tens of square meters, down towards Zhao Tianyue’s head!

"No..."

Zhao Tianyue of the Ancestral Soul Sect could only utter half of the first word before he was directly struck by the fists weighing nearly ten thousand tons of the Super Granite Giants!

With a loud "Boom",

A mist of blood rose, and Zhao Tianyue, the renowned Sect Master of the Ancestral Soul Sect in the Great Yan Kingdom’s cultivation realm, was reduced to fragments, evenly spread into a thin layer smeared over the solid granite floor!

Along with the loud boom and Zhao Tianyue’s half scream,

The thousands of so-called Immortal Venerables watching the battle around the high altar shivered, turning deathly pale, their eyes twitching uncontrollably.

Floating mid-air on the boulder, Ding Ye heavily expelled a cloud of foul air and shouted:

"Sect Leader Bei Zhi of Night Wolf Sect and Sect Master Zhao Tianyue of Ancestral Soul Sect once received guidance from my master, Profound Void Great Immortal Venerable, but instead of expressing gratitude, they repaid kindness with betrayal. They not only seized the Fine Jade and Exotic Stones my master urgently needed to pacify his Heart Spirit but also intended to counterattack my master Profound Void Great Immortal Venerable! Such treacherous individuals, even turning them into paste, cannot alleviate the hatred festering in my heart! And as for you all...if anyone is disgruntled or still intends to serve the so-called Celestial Court of the Star River First Immortal Sect, feel free to come forward and duel me, Ding Ye! Of course, no need to come one by one, all of you can come at once!"

All at once...a thousand cultivators!

And those qualified to stand near this high altar are among the elite cultivators of this planet, with the weakest ones at Transcendence Level Three, which is what they call Tier Three Immortal Venerable!

A full thousand experts, yet Ding Ye claims he will take them all on single-handedly?

This practically disregards all the cultivators of the seven Immortal Sects present!

Upon hearing Ding Ye’s words, all the pale-faced cultivators couldn’t help but furrow their brows, looking unfavorably at Ding Ye.

However, recalling the recent downfall of Sect Leader Bei Zhi of Night Wolf Sect and Sect Master Zhao Tianyue of Ancestral Soul Sect, and smelling the bloody scent of the mist dispersing in the air from them, none of the unfavorably-faced cultivators dared speak up!

Even the most arrogant one before, the Blood Sea Association President who had the closest ties with the Six Paths Celestial Court disciples, only dared to silently clench his fists, not daring to speak, much less step forward to challenge Ding Ye first!

For a moment,

On the entire mountaintop platform,

Other than the sound of the wind, only the strange creaking sounds from the two Super Granite Giants when they shook their heads were heard, with no other noise!

Witnessing this scene,

Li Changming beside Lin Xuankong couldn’t help but scoff and shake his head: "When I first climbed up, seeing this platform atop the mountain filled with cultivators with impressive aura, I thought it might be interesting, imagining a grand battle today. Never did I expect the so-called Six Paths Celestial Court and Star River First Immortal Sect organized great cultivators were just a mob, a group of spineless cowards, truly dull, truly dull!"

The faces of the thousands of cultivators around Gao Tian turned even worse at Li Changming’s remark, some who were pale-faced now felt embarrassed and angry, their faces turning red while remaining pale...

Above the high altar,

Golden Ridge of the Six Paths Celestial Court, still maintaining a stern demeanor, glanced at the cultivators around the altar and then said coldly:

"No wonder the supreme ancestor, Six Paths True Immortal, left this planet thousands upon thousands of years ago. Tsk tsk, thousands of so-called Immortal Venerables scared of even a minor Tier Three Immortal Venerable, truly a bunch of losers!

Don’t you understand, this so-called Ding Ye merely managed to defeat Bei Zhi and Zhao Tianyue through the magic of controlling stone puppets. If you all rush forward, no matter how powerful Ding Ye’s stone puppet-controlling magic may be, there is a limit to the number of stone puppets he can summon, utterly impossible to withstand your combined assault!

Well, losers shall remain losers, we came back to this planet not intending to find real cultivation geniuses here anyway!"

Saying this, Golden Ridge of the Six Paths Celestial Court turned to look at Ding Ye floating mid-air on the boulder, speaking coldly: