I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2378 - 1073: Slay It 2

Remaining in this place would force Civet Power to split its focus just to shield him, which would only hinder its own strength.

"Thank you, senior. I'll be waiting for you in Central State!"

Right then, Su Taifeng had abandoned all ideas of turning the tide, his sole desire now to flee as fast as possible.

He cursed his own overconfidence, for dragging along only a Rank-5 Civet Power to this spot; had he foreseen this, he would've summoned the Master's Kui Beast without hesitation.

[Once I get back this time, I'll swallow the Heavenly Spirit Pill right away. After reaching Divinity Transformation, I'll master some mighty Divine Skills from the Ten Thousand Spirits Great Method, and then figure out a way to make this Chen Mobai pay...]

Su Taifeng had already plotted his revenge in detail, his fingers flashing quickly as he activated an Escape Sky Talisman. A brilliant silver orb of light wrapped around him, ready to whisk him away in teleportation.

From high in the sky, Chen Mobai pointed his right index finger, lightly drawing it across the empty space aimed straight at where Su Taifeng stood.

All of a sudden, Su Taifeng sensed a sharp sting at his throat, his hand flying up to feel it, only to discover fresh blood.

His eyes bulged wide in shock, utterly clueless about when the wound had appeared.

"Why won't the Escape Sky Talisman activate?"

Yet in that instant, he uncovered the most dreadful development.

The gleaming silver sphere that had been surrounding him vanished without warning, all thanks to Chen Mobai's deployment of the Blade of the Void. By tapping into the stored Power of Void within the Escape Sky Talisman, he delivered a devastating sword strike right at Su Taifeng.

"Your physique is tougher than I'd imagined. I figured that strike would lop your head clean off your shoulders."

Chen Mobai gazed at Su Taifeng, noting merely a thin red mark across the neck with the head firmly in place, and gave a nod of slight approval.

"This... it's the Taixu True Sword Art!"

In that very moment, realization dawned on Su Taifeng: only those from Taixu MiaoMiao Palace could halt an Escape Sky Talisman, and solely this deeply esoteric Supreme Sword Technique had the power to shape the talisman's Power of Void into a lethal blade against foes.

"Aren't you Yi Yuan True Monarch's disciple?"

Su Taifeng felt a surge of relief that he hadn't called back the Mount Tai Seal earlier; that Magic Artifact had automatically guarded its owner, absorbing the bulk of the Blade of the Void's force. Coupled with his robust build, the blow had merely grazed his outer layer of skin.

Yet the revelation that Chen Mobai wielded the Taixu True Sword Art left him utterly stunned.

He even began to wonder if Taixu MiaoMiao Palace aimed to seize Yi Yuan True Monarch's legacy, planting Chen Mobai as a spy for that purpose.

After all, Taixu MiaoMiao Palace held immense might; while they openly shared techniques like the Void Law Body, the lineage of the Taixu True Sword Art had always remained strictly internal.

"I've merely inherited and expanded upon the teachings Yi Yuan True Monarch passed down. But don't worry, I have no ties to Taixu MiaoMiao Palace."

While Chen Mobai uttered these words, his Second Primeval Spirit had already emerged at his side. With the Primordial Yang Sword halted by Civet Power's fangs, he snapped a finger, summoning the Fire Path Dao Fruits at the same instant. He also gathered the ambient spiritual energy of heaven and earth, launching yet another sword strike toward Su Taifeng.

He hadn't anticipated the Blade of the Void finishing off Su Taifeng; merely nullifying the Escape Sky Talisman had served its purpose.

As soon as the Second Primeval Spirit struck out, confronting Su Taifeng head-on, utter hopelessness etched across his features.

Right then, he was certain that Chen Mobai had achieved Divinity Transformation.

While Su Taifeng poured his Origin True Qi into the Mount Tai Seal to counter with that Magic Artifact, he also fell back toward Civet Power.

At the same time, Civet Power let out a fierce bellow, its broad snout ejecting a beam of earthy yellow divine light. This carried a fearsome force that froze everything in its path, blanketing Chen Mobai's form in hopes of compelling him to withdraw the Second Primeval Spirit for protection.

Chen Mobai simply smirked, his entire figure shimmering with silver radiance before he abruptly vanished from sight.

Next, as Su Taifeng tried to shift position, he abruptly realized he was immobilized.

"Void Lock! And you claim you're not with Taixu MiaoMiao Palace!"

Completely restrained in place, that single notion dominated Su Taifeng's mind.

Roar!

Civet Power sensed the anomaly, drawing in spiritual energy from afar to cause the nearby ground to bulge upward. Successive barriers of earth formed one after another, shielding Su Taifeng.

When the Second Primeval Spirit's Primordial Yang Sword Qi descended, streams of golden brilliance poured forth, cleaving through layer after layer of soil. At the same time, fire spiritual power and earth spiritual power from a ten-thousand-mile expanse surged together, empowered by two Divinity Transformations, igniting a fierce clash.

Amid thunderous explosions, the earth split apart, unleashing vivid gouts of molten lava.

The earthen casing encasing Su Taifeng finally shattered at its final barrier, exposing his scorched frame.

However, Chen Mobai's Rank-5 Echoes in the Void picked up the faint sounds of his breath persisting.

Thanks to Civet Power's disruption, the core of the Primordial Yang Sword Qi—along with the Mount Tai Seal and his Fifth Rank Forged Body—had somehow endured the onslaught.

This prompted a expression of respect to cross Chen Mobai's face.

Without the Second Primeval Spirit's cultivation in the Immortal Gate, a battle against this adversary would have left the outcome truly in doubt.

Yet at present, both Su Taifeng and Civet Power were doomed to perish right here.

With a mere flicker of intent, a chilling gleam sparked in Chen Mobai's gaze. The Primordial Yang Sword blazed with intense golden radiance, setting Civet Power's fangs ablaze in roaring fire.

Even detached from its main form, the fangs remained connected, so Civet Power endured an intense scorching sensation, forcing it to pull them back from beneath the Primordial Yang Sword's edge.

"You handle that pig. This Su Taifeng belongs to me."