I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2675: 1229: Encirclement of the Three-Eyed King

In the immeasurable expanse of the universe, two cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage displayed their exceptional prowess, unleashing a devastating energy that caused a nearby planet to fracture.

Chen Mobai, a figure of considerable integrity, had openly disclosed the Three-eyed Tribe's presence on this celestial body in the intelligence he freely distributed. Consequently, the arriving Nascent Soul cultivators were aware they would confront the Three-eyed King and had come equipped with a sixth-rank superior spirit talisman designed to counter the Breaking Divine Light.

Despite the potential obstruction of the Breaking Divine Light, the might of the Three-eyed King remained significant; he was a formidable being who had achieved the Blood Rebirth Realm.

However, those accepted as Hunters were invariably cultivators with extensive experience in magical combat. Although the Three-eyed King possessed great strength, the stout cultivator with the square face and large ears was by no means weak.

A word was not exchanged between the two factions. Upon their initial sighting, they immediately propelled the power of their Great Dao to its zenith, intent on subjugating and eliminating their adversary with utmost speed.

The planet, now a Demon-contaminated world already depleted of much of its vitality by the Demon Tree and the Three-eyed Tribe, could bear the strain no longer. It began to disintegrate into fragments within the cosmos under the fierce impact of two colossal Great Dao forces.

Observing this spectacle, the square-faced, big-eared cultivator's countenance darkened slightly.

The Heaven and Earth Placenta, a sixth-rank resource, needed to be procured while the planet remained intact.

Once the planet shattered, it would only yield defective components, potentially fetching less than half its worth in Dao Merits.

Yet, with the formidable Three-eyed King as his opponent, he could not divert his attention to collecting and consolidating the Heaven and Earth Placenta.

“Break!”

At this critical juncture, the Three-eyed King uttered a peculiar syllable, triggering an immense, unnameable binding force that emanated from every corner of the void, ensnaring the square-faced, big-eared cultivator.

His divine sense extended outwards, revealing that the attack originated from the Demon Tree, which was in the process of nurturing the Destruction Fruit. This particular Demon Tree was, astonishingly, also of the sixth rank.

It appeared to have recently achieved this level, likely through the absorption of the planet's vital essence.

This development, however, signified that the Destruction Fruit was nearing its maturation.

The square-faced, big-eared cultivator's expression grew grave. He retrieved another sixth-rank spirit talisman, but at that instant, a striking grayish-white Breaking Divine Light erupted from the Three-eyed King's forehead.

The spirit talisman intended for defense spontaneously ignited upon contact with the Breaking Divine Light.

“Power of Destruction!”

Upon witnessing a filament of Bai Guang interwoven within the core of the Breaking Divine Light, the square-faced, big-eared cultivator's visage shifted dramatically. While brandishing the spirit talisman, he detonated his Lifespan Artifact, severing himself from the Demon Tree's bonds and rapidly utilizing the Power of Void to make his escape.

However, the Three-eyed King, having meticulously orchestrated this perilous trap, was disinclined to permit his mysterious adversary's flight.

From the apex of the Demon Tree, the nucleus of the maturing grayish-white fruit suddenly split open with a vertical fissure, resembling the opening of an eye. Simultaneously, a grayish-white Breaking Divine Light lanced out from it, bisecting the square-faced, big-eared cultivator, whose form was already half-submerged within the void.

With a pained cry, the square-faced, big-eared cultivator's Power of the Great Dao surged uncontrollably, forcefully suppressing the destructive Bai Guang. He then vanished without looking back into the cosmic expanse.

Observing this, the Three-eyed King emitted a frosty snort.

He had not anticipated that even after employing two instances of the Breaking Divine Light infused with the Power of Destruction, his adversary would still manage to escape.

Nevertheless, the Power of Destruction would persistently erode and dismantle the Nascent Soul Cultivator's Great Dao. Without the aid of a Great Dao capable of countering such destruction, his very foundation, divine sense, and physical body would face continuous annihilation, culminating in his complete disappearance from the universe.

From the Three-eyed King's perspective, the square-faced, big-eared cultivator who dared to covet his Destruction Fruit was already as good as dead.

“King!”

Following the repulsion of their adversary, the remaining members of the Three-eyed Tribe approached him across the scattered debris of the planet and offered their salutations.

“What a shame; the Destruction Fruit still requires some time to mature. However, given that the planet has been shattered and its essence dispersed, there is little reason to remain here. Gather the final valuable assets, and once I have refined the fruit, we shall depart,” the Three-eyed King instructed his tribesmen. Just as the Three-eyed Tribe began their search of the ravaged planet, his expression abruptly underwent a drastic transformation.

Amidst the vast expanse of the starry sky, a surge of power from the Void manifested, heralding the arrival of a young cultivator. Clad in flowing robes and bearing a stern countenance, he emerged, his presence commanding.

Upon setting foot in the cosmic void, the young cultivator felt the residual power fluctuations. He reached out, gathering the remnants of the Heaven and Earth Placenta, fractured from a prior confrontation, into the palm of his hand.

Another cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage!?

The Three-eyed King's face contorted in shock at this sight.

He found it utterly perplexing that two Nascent Soul stage cultivators would appear in such quick succession.

“If you remain uninvolved, once I dispatch this Hundred-Armed Giant, the Destruction Fruit shall be mine, and the Star Core can be shared between us,”

After securing the damaged Heaven and Earth Placenta within his robes, the young cultivator surveyed his surroundings with a frigid gaze. His words sent a wave of dread through the Three-eyed King's heart.

Yet another Nascent Soul?

As the Three-eyed King desperately hoped the youth was merely posturing, two distinct ripples in the void emerged. An elder and a female cultivator stepped forth from opposing directions.

“So, the intelligence regarding this was indeed accurate.”

The elder, upon his appearance, cast a covetous glance at the destructive magic eye adorning the Three-eyed King's forehead. He wasn't inherently a hunter, but he was in the midst of refining a magical artifact tied to the Great Dao of Destruction. A hunting acquaintance had seen Chen Mobai's online post and shared the information with him.

Having arrived first, the elder had directly utilized Dao merits to activate the Starry Sky Great Shift, a technique of the Gate of Taixu.

However, his cautious nature prompted him to await the opportune moment, realizing the Hundred-Armed Giant, who had awakened its True Spirit Bloodline to a kingly level, might wield destructive power.

“How are we to divide the spoils?”

The female cultivator, speaking with characteristic brevity, disregarded the Three-eyed King, who was now outnumbered. Her focus was instead on the elder and the adolescent, inquiring about the distribution.

“My aim is him and the Destruction Fruit; the remainder you may divide amongst yourselves.”

The elder's eyes blazed as he looked towards the Three-eyed King. He then produced a banner of deepest black, casting the surrounding starscape into profound darkness as all light seemed to be swallowed upon reaching him.

“You are the Dark Vortex.”

Upon observing the elder's ebony banner, the female cultivator's demeanor shifted subtly, clearly recognizing his notorious moniker.

“At most, I can offer you a single item.”

The adolescent remained unfazed, his expression unchanged, as if the renowned Dark Vortex held no particular significance to him.

The elder narrowed his eyes, projecting the profound and dark energies of the Great Dao to gauge the adolescent. Despite his efforts, the very fabric of space around the youth merely warped slightly, leaving his form undisturbed.

“Very well, then I shall claim the Hundred-Armed Giant.”

After this probing assessment, the elder pointed a finger at the Three-eyed King.

“It seems none of you even consider me a factor!”

Witnessing this dismissal, the Three-eyed King erupted in fury. With rage boiling over, he tore through the void, reaching the Demon Tree. He plucked the Destruction Fruit and consumed it whole.

“You scoundrel, how dare you consume what is mine!”

This audacious act by the Three-eyed King provoked the usually impassive adolescent. He revealed a silver wheel-shaped magical artifact, which unleashed a colossal, scythe-like blade that slashed across the starry expanse, hurtling towards both the Three-eyed King and the Demon Tree.

“See that you do not destroy his eye, or this is far from over!”

Observing the conflict, the elder admonished the adolescent. He then brandished the obsidian banner in his hand, unleashing a torrent of Great Dao power, akin to mountains and seas, engulfing everything.

The female cultivator, seeing this, did not hesitate. With a snap of her fingers, a golden needle shot forth, arriving with astonishing speed. It pierced the Three-eyed King's neck, effectively impaling the freshly swallowed Destruction Fruit within his esophagus before the adolescent and elder could even react.

This golden needle seemed imbued with a peculiar sealing ability, encasing the Destruction Fruit's surface and temporarily halting the Three-eyed King's attempt to refine it.

With this development, the elder and the adolescent abandoned any pretense of restraint.

Both top-tier Nascent Soul cultivators unleashed their respective Lifeblood Artifacts for an assault. Having just expended considerable vital energy to fend off a prior Nascent Soul cultivator, the Three-eyed King, despite his robust physique, struggled valiantly for a few moments. Ultimately, his head was severed by the incandescent silver light of the wheel.

However, possessing the True Spirit bloodline of the Blood Rebirth Realm, the Three-eyed King could still fight, even in decapitated state.

His eyes widened as he prepared to forcibly ignite his life essence, intending for his head and body to battle the two assailants concurrently. Just then, an immense darkness descended, completely enveloping and swallowing his severed head.

“Hehehe, excellent, most excellent!”

Having claimed the Three-eyed King's head, the Dark Vortex elder stood aloft in the starscape, chuckling with unrestrained glee as he reeled in his Great Dao's power.

In the meantime, the young cultivator advanced towards the struggling form of the Three-eyed King. He affixed a spirit talisman to its chest, bringing its movements to a complete halt. Following this, the youth glanced towards the nearby female cultivator. A flick of her finger caused the golden iron needle, embedded in the Three-eyed King's neck, to fly back into her grasp. The destruction fruit, previously sealed and inert, appeared to sense this opportune moment and attempted to burrow into the Three-eyed King's body for absorption. However, the young cultivator had anticipated this, extending his hand to seize the fruit and forcefully extracting it from the Three-eyed King's gullet. "Thank you, young lady. This planet is now yours to command," stated the Dark Vortex elder, his objective of acquiring the Three-eyed King's third eye fulfilled. He expressed his gratitude to the female cultivator, whose intervention had been as swift as a single needle. "Thank you, Senior," the female cultivator replied, her countenance brightening with a hint of elation. Despite the planet's devastation, remnants of the Three Eyed Tribe, possessing the bloodline of the Hundred-Armed Giant, could still be found. Selling them at the slave market would yield substantial resources for her Sect, potentially even half a Dao merit. With the destruction fruit secured, the young cultivator remained silent. He stepped into the void, vanishing from his position. Observing this, the Dark Vortex elder narrowed his eyes before he too disappeared. Witnessing their departures, a shiver coursed through the female cultivator's heart.