I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2380: 1073: Slay It_4

“Why did I just hear you say you wanted to marry my family’s Yellow Dragon?”

Chen Mobai gazed at Civet Power, enveloped in a layer of earthy divine light while its form started to contract, and a surge of vengeful satisfaction filled him.

“It’s all just a big mix-up. Plus, I’m quite the looker, full of charm, and still unattached. For a refined fellow like me, chasing after a fine partner is perfectly reasonable, so Sect Master Chen, please don’t hold it against me.”

Civet Power hurried to explain itself.

Chen Mobai had no interest in trading words with it further. Being a fifth-rank true spirit entity, it was surely bound by a contract to the deity transformation True Monarch of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, making surrender impossible.

Moreover, should it manage to escape with its life, the truth of him slaying Su Taifeng today would stand undeniable.

Even though the East Continent served as a forbidden zone for the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, True Lord Tianling could seize this incident as justification to venture across the ocean.

Since Yuan Qingque’s ascension, no cultivator in the East Continent could hope to halt a peak deity transformation powerhouse like True Lord Tianling.

Chen Mobai understood full well that concealment was futile, yet without solid proof, the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect remained shackled by their own regulations.

Thus, Su Taifeng had to perish this day, and Civet Power as well!

With this thought solidifying, Chen Mobai concluded that further trials for his Second Primeval Spirit were unnecessary.

“Unleash everything and cut down this swine.”

The moment Chen Mobai uttered those words, fury and desperation gripped Civet Power.

“I’ve told you already, I’m no pig, you insolent youth. You have no clue about the sheer dread that True Lord Tianling inspires, and do you truly believe you can take me on? Let me remind you, my physical defenses are unbreakable—even against a mid-stage deity transformation cultivator, they hold firm!”

At that point, Civet Power had compressed its true form to a smaller size, but its immense and pristine earth true power had likewise concentrated. Drawing in earth spiritual energy from miles across the landscape, the once-faded earthy spiritual glow on its surface, pierced earlier by that violet beam, surprisingly reignited with fresh intensity.

Through the Rank-5 Echoes in the Void, Chen Mobai perceived that Civet Power was channeling every ounce of its power into fortification.

Having completed these preparations, Civet Power planted its four claw-like feet upon the soil. Strange spiritual gleams danced below them. Its diminished body, braving the searing sword intent of the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Purple Extreme Physique, sought to burrow into the depths of the earth.

The Earth Escape Technique was an ability this earth-attuned divine beast wielded with mastery.

Over millennia, in its vulnerable days, it had relied on this method countless times to evade disasters.

Upon attaining fifth rank, it had forsaken earth escape for flight, yet now, against all expectation, it was compelled to invoke it once again.

“You swine, your cowardice exceeds even my lowest expectations.”

Chen Mobai had assumed that Civet Power, as a fifth-rank true spirit, would at least display some dignity when confronting his Second Primeval Spirit.

To his surprise, upon sensing its disadvantage, it resorted straight to defense and now sought nothing but escape.

Within his eyes, prismatic lights danced. The Law of the Five Tones realm sprang to life, already pinpointing the flaw in this earth escape maneuver.

The Second Primeval Spirit hovering above morphed into a colossal sun, from which an antique bronze mirror ignited, unleashing torrents of scorching divine light upon the terrain below.

The extreme heat promptly liquefied the ground into rivers of magma.

In the midst of its earth escape, Civet Power was compelled to surface as Chen Mobai deployed the Mysterious Yang Divine Light to sabotage its subterranean flight.

Though earth escape formed part of its innate divine abilities and proved remarkably potent, it swiftly acclimated to the altered molten surroundings, recalibrated its earth true power, and plunged downward once more.

Yet in that instant, amid the descent, the Primordial Yang Sword erupted from the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Purple Extreme Physique, drawing upon the Primordial Yang Set and a surge of innate pure yang qi to reclaim a fragment of its former majesty.

Shrouded by the Dharma Aspect, the Primordial Yang Sword targeted Civet Power embedded in the soil, and the beast abruptly sensed a icy dread along its spine, an ominous premonition of doom rising within.

[That youth means business; he truly held back until now.]

As shock coursed through Civet Power, it refused to gamble its defenses against the deity transformation sword cultivator’s principle of one sword shattering all laws. It poured additional earth true power into its earth escape, striving to delve even further, relying on the earth’s bulk to shield against the dread Sword of Saintly Virtue overhead.

Nevertheless, by then, Chen Mobai, aided by the Law of the Five Tones, had thwarted Civet Power’s earth escape for a second time.

Abruptly, the Tai Yi Wu Yan Luo shot forth from his sleeve, expanding into a Rank-5 Taiyi Luo Heaven Formation that fused with the seething ground.

Crafted from materials drawn from volcanic depths, the Tai Yi Wu Yan Luo could manipulate the five elements’ cycles or reverse their flows to sow discord.

By invoking both the Heavenly Blessing and Response Earth Spirit realms at once, Chen Mobai drove the Taiyi Luo Heaven Formation to its utmost, establishing it as the core nexus of the terrain. Guided by his Rank-5 divine sense, it commandeered every strand of Five Element Spiritual Energy across a thousand miles.

Such a span might seem confining to deity transformation cultivators, but it suited perfectly for ensnaring Civet Power, freshly submerged in its earth escape.

Under the Taiyi Luo Heaven Formation’s dominion, the Five Element Spiritual Energy spanning a thousand miles descended into turmoil.

The once-impeccable Earth Escape Technique faltered yet again, forcing Civet Power’s form, wreathed in earthy divine light, back into view.

And precisely then, the Primordial Yang Sword plummeted from above.

“No!”

Civet Power twisted around, beholding the resplendent golden radiance of the Primordial Yang Sword hurtling toward it, and let out a desperate shout.

It expelled every reserve of earthly divine light from its core, desperate to repel the Primordial Yang Sword.

Yet the Second Primeval Spirit’s manifestation of the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Purple Extreme Physique existed to awaken and empower the Primordial Yang Sword. This strike even incorporated a trace of pure yang qi bequeathed by the Yuan Yang Ancestor.

Civet Power’s earthly divine light was no ordinary shield, managing to impede the Primordial Yang Sword’s advance notably, but the blade proved inexorable.

In Civet Power’s gaze of utter despair, it witnessed the Primordial Yang Sword impaling its skull, thrusting clear through its lower jaw.

The immense impact hurled its frame into ruin.

With deafening roars like thunder, the surrounding earth caved inward around it, as blazing golden flames erupted from the Primordial Yang Sword, progressively liquefying layer upon layer of soil.

After a prolonged interval, Chen Mobai’s true body flicked his sleeve, dispersing the airborne dust.

He descended gracefully, approaching the vast crater ahead, where he discovered Civet Power impaled by the Primordial Yang Sword, its body scorched black and devoid of life.

That prior sword blow had utterly consumed Civet Power’s spiritual sense in flames.

All that lingered now was the husk of a fifth-rank true spirit.

Suddenly, a notion struck Chen Mobai, prompting a subtle shift in his expression as he hastily knelt to inspect.

Moments later, he rose, releasing a breath of ease.

Thankfully, Civet Power’s essence blood remained unconsumed by the blaze, sparing him a grievous setback today.

At that juncture, the Second Primeval Spirit reverted to human shape and touched down.

Observing his inaugural vanquishing of a deity transformation-tier foe, Chen Mobai couldn’t resist pulling out his phone, directing the Second Primeval Spirit to grip the Primordial Yang Sword still skewering Civet Power, and snapped nine images.

Though sharing on the Immortal Gate’s social circle would be unwise, he could at least reveal them to Qing Nu.

Not for boasting, merely to preserve the memory.