Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

961 Stepping Over a Divine Prince and Shattering a Heavenly General

“What is he doing?”

The Zhu Family sisters were stunned by the development. They had just decided to side with Chen Fan, but his blow had shattered any hopes for that.

Even Elder Yuelon widened her eyes in shock and disbelief.

The other cultivators wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them. The Medicine God Prince was the heir of an imperishable sect, and was considered an equal to a Heavenly Lord. Although it could no longer match Mount Emperor’s influence in Tianhuang, it was still a powerful force in its own right. So much so that even the first disciple of the Alchemy King had to bow to him respectfully.

He was also the final arbiter for warranting the Elixir Monarch title.

However, as powerful as he was, he was sent flying by Chen Fan’s mighty fist.

“Oh, shoot! Chen Beixuan is a savage!”

Gu Xiaoyi’s hand trembled in fear as he gasped. He was not only from a Heavenly Sect, but also a powerful force on the Longevity Roll. However, the presence of Medicine God Sect still terrorized him.

“A hero such as him is Jun Aochen’s worthy opponent,” Jun Aochen said with fire in his eyes.

Wang Xuanlong slammed the table and cheered for Chen Fan’s bravado. He thought that even if Chen Fan had to pay the ultimate price for his action, it was well worth it.

“Boom!”

After Chen Fan had delivered his attack, some people were confused, some were gloating, and most of the audience was shocked. Zhang Buyi and the Medicine God Prince’s guards were among those who were stunned.

“How dare you! Do you know who he is? He is the Medicine God Prince! The future Medicine God!” Zhang Buyi shouted.

Despite his shriveled form, his heart was beating with a vigorous rhythm. With each passing beat, his appearance became more youthful, turning him into a powerful warrior at his prime: a furious one at that.

“He might be a prince in your eyes, but he was a barking dog in mine.”

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and ambled forward.

Dark energy gushed out from under his feet with every step he took, forming a Fiend Qi that swirled around about Chen Fan in silence. The swirling motion picked up speed, forming a dark hole.

The dark energy swallowed whoever, and whatever it came in contact with. Some guards charged at Chen Fan, but they quickly disappeared into the maw of the swirling maelstrom.

The development scared the guards; they stayed clear of him.

“Such power! Your Fiend Art has surpassed the Primordial Fiend Ancestor and dominating the world may be possible. However, do you think this is enough to take on both the Medicine God and the Alchemy King? ”

Heavenly General Zhang slowly straightened his back.

His white hair turned black and his skin became smooth. He had transformed from a dying old man to a Heavenly Lord at his prime.

“Chen Beixuan, you are courting death!”

A booming shout came up from the distance.

The Medicine God Prince had finally gathered himself; he flew back to the Divine Stage. His elegant outfit was tattered, while his left cheek had sunk-in as if a truck had run him over.

Anger had contorted his face.

Without giving any warning, he attacked Chen Fan as soon as he returned.

“How dare you call me a dog! I will show you the power of a Divine Grade Golden Core!”

Suddenly, an iridescent light emerged from behind the Medicine God Prince and turned into a blade with a colorful glow.

“Fiend Slaying Sword of a Hundred Poisons.”

Many elder’s faces changed colors.

Some people in the audience asked their elders for more detail.

An elder explained that the Medicine God Sect was rumored to have a powerful art called Supreme Void Poison Sutra. It was one of the most powerful arts ever recorded. It fused one hundred kinds of poison into a divine sword, and turned the sword into a divine light which could be summoned at will. It excelled in both attack and defense thanks to its poisonous nature. It could melt the body of a Golden Core Cultivator with ease.

This blade was called Fiend Slaying Sword of a Hundred Poisons.

People also said that only those who had a Divine Grade Golden Core could use this art.

“Whirr.”

As the Divine Sword bore down on Chen Fan, it burned holes in the firmament, a testament to its extreme corrosive nature.

“Pathetic.”

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and kept on walking.

He had ignored the attack, and let it land on the dark energy swirling around him. The black hole swallowed the blade as easily as it did with the others. Then, Chen Fan slapped the Medicine God Prince again, sending him flying back a few hundred meters to the edge of the divine stage.

“Impossible!”

The Medicine God Prince was floored.

The Fiend Slaying Sword of a Hundred Poisons was the most powerful art below the Divine Art rank. Not even Jun Aochen or Li Huaixian could take a frontal blow from the blade. Why didn’t it work on Chen Fan?

“I told you that your Divine Grade Golden Core is a joke. It’s not that much more powerful than an average Golden Core.”

Chen Fan kept going forward.

“No! I don’t believe you!” the Medicine God Prince shouted and flew to the air. He formed a hand sign that looked like a lotus flower and then rested his hands near his Dantian. “Behold, my Divine Form!”

Suddenly, a flash of golden energy was shot from his Dantian and up into the sky; then swiftly headed back down, straight toward Chen Fan while carrying an unfathomable force.

Any cultivator would be shocked at the sight of the golden energy.

The force of the attack threatened to tear reality apart at the seams.

“It’s the Supreme Void Divine Tripod Cauldron. It seems that the Medicine God Prince is going to use his Golden Core Divine Form,” an elder said.

Many people were elated by the development.

A divine grade Golden Core was much more powerful than the average Golden Core. What set the Divine Grade Golden Core apart was its ability to manifest a Divine Form: an upgraded version of a cultivator’s Dharma Form.

It could be a flying sword that could banish all spells.

It could be a dragon whose power was increased after nine transformations.

Or it could be a painting that contained all the knowledge in the world.

It could be anything.

Its flexibility was part of the Divine Grade Golden Core’s strength, compared to Heavenly Treasures. Grand Elder Lin Shan had noticed that there was a small golden Tripod Cauldron amidst the golden glow.

“So powerful!”

Even as someone let out an awe inspired statement, Chen Fan punched at the golden Tripod Cauldron with his bare fist, shattering it in an instant.

“No!”

The Medicine God Prince’s body was seized by a tremor.

The Golden Core’s Divine Form was a vessel for concentrated Essence Qi. If it was shattered, so too would the Golden Core. It would be a devastating blow to the cultivator.

“Impossible! How could you shatter my Supreme Void Divine Tripod Cauldron with one punch? You’re not a Connate Cultivator, aren’t you? You are a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord!”

Blood spilled out from Medicine God Prince’s mouth as he glared at Chen Fan incredulously.

“Your Golden Core was a far cry from the real Divine Grade Golden Core. Do you think you can craft a Three Incarnation Pill with your pathetic power?” Chen Fan said as he walked forward.

“I don’t believe you! I am the most powerful! I have the Golden Core! I am the Divine Prince!” the Medicine God Prince shouted as he pushed his body backward to avoid Chen Fan.

“Stop!”

A world-shattering energy rose behind Chen Fan with an intensity inching ever closer to that of a Heavenly Lord. Everyone watched as Zhang Buyi’s body ballooned to an epic proportion. He looked down at Chen Fan; his mouth produced a booming incantation.

His body filled up the space between Earth and Heaven as his power surged past that of Grand Elder Lin Shan.

“Chen Beixuan is in trouble,” everyone thought.

“Really now?”

They then watched as Chen Fan laid a foot on top of the Medicine God Prince and said, “This is a real Divine Grade Golden Core, watch and learn.”

The Six Fiend Shadow appeared behind Chen Fan, each of them was ten thousand meters tall.

Those Fiend Shadows looked like primordial demons that were born before time itself. Some had three heads and multiple arms, some had nine different expressions on their faces, and some were morbid bone constructions.

Zhang Buyi looked as insignificant as an insect in their presence.

“Whoosh!”

A loud ripping noise was heard.

The six fiends tore Zhang Buyi’s Dharma Form into six pieces. Try as he might, Zhang Buyi wasn’t able to stop the six mighty Fiend Gods.

“Did you see that?”

Chen Fan looked down at the Medicine God Prince, eyes filled with disdain. Six Fiend Gods snarled behind Chen Fan; their gigantic frames made the world look small.

Everyone was stupefied by what they had just seen.