Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

Chapter 1009: Kneel and Beg?

There were no clouds in a ten thousand mile radius and the sun shone brightly. Dozens of light spheres floated around Mount Emperor. They were the Nascent Soul Cultivators. The other cultivators couldn’t even fly, and could only stay on the ships or watch on the islands nearby.

Then.

A black carriage arrived. Everyone knew it had to be a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Besides, the carriage looked really special and people around Planet Tianhuang already knew about it. It was Chen Fan’s carriage.

“Chen Beixuan is here!”

At that moment.

Countless cultivators on Planet Tianhuang widened their eyes and sized the carriage up. Although Chen Fan was famous and was known for being the top cultivator on the planet, not a lot of people had seen him in person.

“It’s Heavenly Lord Chen,” Xu Na yelled, while Xu Rou cracked a smile.

“Fairies, I can help if you want to meet Chen Beixuan. My family has a large influence in the Beihuang Region. Our Ancestral Patriarch is a friend of Chen Beixuan’s. I guess he’ll be willing to do this for me.”

The young cultivator in luxurious clothes came up with a smile and a hint of arrogance on his face.

“Thank you, but no need.”

Xu Rou pulled her sister away and turned around. The young cultivator immediately froze.

Then—

A thunderous sound came from Mount Emperor and the mist around it dissipated. Everyone could see countless towers on the mountain and a road that went from the bottom to the peak. There was an old, towering hall at the top and an earth-shattering energy was rising from it.

An expressionless cultivator in a white robe said arrogantly, “Those who came to worship, please follow the Divine Law of Mount Emperor and start climbing from the bottom of the mountain. You can only meet our Divine Master after going through thirteen levels and reaching the peak.”

He was apparently a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord.

Even so, he was standing right at the entrance as a receptionist, which made countless cultivators gasp. Heavenly Lords were as superior as an Ancestral Patriarch in any Heavenly Sect, but Mount Emperor was using them to guard the door. They were indeed unpredictable.

Many people turned around to see how Chen Fan replied. If he obeyed the rule, he would never be able to fight with Mount Emperor again.

“Crack!”

Then, the door of the carriage was opened.

Two men and a woman got out of the carriage. The young man in the front was wearing an azure robe. He had black hair and black eyes; he had no energy in him at all, as if he were just there for a picnic. The girl behind him was tall and beautiful. She was in a purple gown and was surrounded by True Dragons. The other elder was also unpredictably powerful and was also a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

The young man looked at Mount Emperor with his hands behind him and said calmly, “I’m not here to worship.”

“If you’re not here to worship, land your carriage. An elder will come to see you when he’s free.” The Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord grunted and was still complacent.

“My Master is talking. How can your servant interrupt?”

Lord Dragon behind Chen Fan stepped forward. His hand then became a dragon claw covered with black scales, which was an acre large and was enveloped in countless bolts of lightning.

The terrifying energy of the dragon claw fell from the sky, giving pressure on the cultivators in a hundred miles.

“How dare you!”

The Heavenly Lord in white robe widened his eyes. He could feel the power of the claw. It wasn’t something normal Nascent Soul Cultivators could resist. How powerful was Lord Dragon? He was a mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator who had cultivated for thirty thousand years. Even though he was being restrained by the arrays after entering Planet Tianhuang, fake Nascent Soul Cultivators were still no match for him.

“Argh!”

The Heavenly Lord in white robe screamed.

Half of his body was slit and his arm was torn off, along with a large piece of flesh. Countless drops of blood spouted out, splashing across the sky.

That was not a severe injury for a Nascent Soul Cultivator, but to be defeated by Chen Fan’s servant... He completely destroyed Mount Emperor’s reputation!

But Chen Fan ignored him. He was still staring at the hall on top of the mountain with an indifferent look.

“First, I’m here to ask for an explanation from Mount Emperor. I must settle all the scores from a few thousand years ago to the present with you. Also, I want all the senior members of the Chinese back, unharmed.

“Second, you must hand over Divine General Baihe and the other Divine Soldiers to compensate for the suffering of the Chinese in the past few months.

“Third, hundreds of millions of Chinese people died and they have been struggling to cultivate for a few thousand years. I want Mount Emperor to pay for this. You can sell your sect, Divine Treasures and Heavenly Medicines. You’ll have to continue to make it up for us generations after generations.

“Otherwise...”

Chen Fan paused.

“What?”

A fierce voice sounded inside Mount Emperor. Once the man spoke, clouds in a thousand miles rolled and claps of thunder resounsed. An invisible energy fell over all those present.

“It must be an elder or even the Divine Master of Mount Emperor!”

A lot of cultivators were startled.

“Otherwise, I’ll level Mount Emperor, destroy everything you have and kill all the people related to you. The remaining men will become slaves, while women will become prostitutes. After that, I’ll catch all those who killed the Chinese and all your senior members, then I’ll burn your souls with the fire from the core of Planet Tianhuang for a hundred thousand years!” said Chen Fan, ignoring the voice of the Divine Master. His eyes were full of determination. That was the promise he made in front of the elders who died at the Ancestral Temple!

“How dare you!”

“Enough!”

“How arrogant!”

Mount Emperor shook.

Endless and powerful energy was shot to the sky, making the clouds in a three thousand mile range dissipate.

“One, two, three... There are thirty of them in total. Each one’s as powerful as a Heavenly Lord. Are there thirty Nascent Soul Cultivators at Mount Emperor? Some of them are even stronger than ordinary Heavenly Lords!” someone counted and said.

The Heavenly Lords looked extremely cold and they knew this battle was inevitable.

“Crack!”

The door of the hall was opened and a middle-aged man in black robe walked out. His black robe was full of star patterns and he looked extremely fierce, like a king from the human world but a thousand times more powerful.

Behind him.

Six cultivators walked in a row. Some of them were wearing golden armor, some were extremely old, some were surrounded by monster energy, and some had white faces and azure beards. However, all of them were as powerful as Lord Dragon.

An old cultivator exclaimed, “Those are the Sect Masters and Ancestral Patriarchs of the five imperishable sects! The one in golden armor must be Divine General Baihe of Mount Emperor.”

Then, thirty Nascent Soul Cultivators showed up, followed by hundreds of Heavenly Generals in silver armor who were as powerful as any sect elder. There were also countless Divine Soldiers in black or azure armor. They sped to the sky and stood on both sides of Mount Emperor.

“Crack, crack!”

Many cultivators were grinding their teeth.

They were too powerful.

One Divine Master, six mid-stage Nascent Soul Sect Masters, dozens of Heavenly Lords and a few hundred Heavenly Generals. Not even the ten Heavenly Sects were able to resist such great forces.

“No wonder Mount Emperor is able to rule Planet Tianhuang for thousands of years. They’re truly powerful! In comparison, the Heaven Trampling Sect and the Changshen Heavenly Region are nothing.” Some Heavenly Lords shook their heads.

The heart of Elder Yuelon and Hua Nonyin sank.

On one side, Chen Fan and Lord Dragon were the only powerful ones, while on the other was Mount Emperor, which had dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators and countless Divine Soldiers.

The difference between the two parties was huge.

“You want to level Mount Emperor alone?”

An elder of Mount Emperor glared at Chen Fan.

“He’s just a Golden Core Cultivator. No matter how strong he is, how can he beat the Sect Masters and the top Divine General? We can deal with him effortlessly without the help of our Divine Master,” another elder said.

“Yeah, he thinks he can come here and do whatever he wants after killing a few early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators. How powerful were the five Ancestral Patriarchs of the Thunder Sky Sect back then? They were also killed by our sect. With so many of us here to deal with him, there’s no doubt he’ll die,” the fourth Divine General said.

The Divine Master and Sect Masters remained silent.

They were already powerful by just being there. Even if Chen Fan was a mid-stage or even a peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, he would back away after seeing such a line-up.

Another Heavenly Lord enveloped in an aura said, “Heavenly Lord Chen, why don’t you just give up? You and Mount Emperor are both important forces on Planet Tianhuang. You should yield to our Divine Master and make peace with us. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

He was the Heavenly Lord of the Wangqin Heavenly Region.

“That’s right. How powerful is Mount Emperor? Our Divine Master is broad-minded. I’m sure he’ll forgive you for what you did. You should return to avoid hurting yourself,” a Heavenly Lord from the Nifu Heavenly Region said.

Many Heavenly Lords didn’t have confidence in Chen Fan either, and even Heavenly Lord Jinhai shook his head.

“Chen Beixuan, if you wish to surrender, kneel in front of Mount Emperor and beg our Divine Master to let you and the Chinese go. We’ll let you be our slaves of the highest level,” Divine General Baihe said as he looked at Chen Fan from above with an arrogant tone. Letting Chen Fan and the Chinese be their slaves was the kindest thing they could do.

Chen Fan didn’t even bother to reply. He only said one word.

“Kill!”

He swayed his body and turned into a hundred thousand feet tall. He was covered in golden glitters. There were nine Divine Forces in him and his Immortal Golden Body was activated to the highest level. His foot was surrounded by a golden aura and he stepped on the peak of Mount Emperor.

At that moment.

Everyone on Mount Emperor was terrified.